clang!
Clank!
On the walls of the Golden City, smoke was everywhere, and the giant clock on the central square was rang again and again.
The slave traders, smugglers, robbers, and bandits gathered in the city raised their heads in astonishment.
They don't understand what situation can make the Golden City feel like an enemy.
One must know that in this land, even the Burning Dawn cannot shake the status of the Golden City.
Over the past hundred years, the prestige of the Golden City built by force has already covered up the power of the Burning Dawn a hundred years ago, or... Under the deliberate arrangement of some people, people who came to the Golden City have forgotten the Golden City a hundred years ago , is nothing more than an outpost camp of the Burning Dawn.
"Could it be related to the previous fireworks?"
"The devil's head?"
"Is it the Burning Family?"
"Can the Burning Clan leave the City of Dawn? Don't be kidding!"
"The emperor of San Seanda wished he could tie the Burning and Liming families to his feet like dogs."
…
There was a burst of laughter from the discussion.
But the laughter stopped abruptly the next moment.
They saw Kieran in the air.
The demonized Kieran flew in mid-air, and after scanning the entire Golden City with his flame eyes, the once again blessed [Blast of Flame] fell straight down like a pillar of flame reaching the sky.
The Golden City is known as the strongest and tallest city wall, but it was smashed like tofu, and the city wall, the arrow tower behind the city wall, and the soldiers were all reduced to ashes.
Then, the people in those cities saw what made the Golden City blaze, and they sounded the alarm.
Undead!
Boundless army of undead!
Looking at the cold but burning soul fire in the eyes of those undead, these people shuddered one after another.
"City guard!"
"City guard!"
Some people couldn't help shouting.
But more people drew their swords.
People who can come to the Golden City to do business are not all good people. Whether they are slave traders, smugglers, or simply robbers and bandits, they have considerable fighting power.
It's just a pity... The undead they encountered were not ordinary undead, but soldiers from the original Golden City. More importantly, these soldiers had been strengthened to varying degrees after they were 'resurrected from the dead'.
boom!
A tall and strong robber slashed at the neck of the undead.
The other party who lived near the High Road knew very well that the seemingly terrifying undead actually had many weaknesses. Apart from flames and lightning, the most effective thing seemed to be to chop off their heads.
Therefore, the other party did so.
But the result was unexpected.
This knife accurately hit the neck of the undead, but it was completely defeated.
The supposedly fragile neck of the undead was as tough as cowhide armor. After only half a finger of the knife was cut, it was difficult to advance an inch.
Perhaps, for ordinary people, a half-finger wound on the neck is already fatal.
But for the undead, it is really painless.
Under the horrified gaze of the robber, the long sword in the hands of the undead pierced straight through the other's chest.
Hot blood was sprayed on the face of the undead. The unfamiliar smell was mixed with a familiar feeling, and the fire of soul in the undead's eyes unconsciously lit up.
Roar!
A low, beast-like roar burst out from the undead's chest.
The undead got stronger.
And mixed with the instinct of aversion to the living, such a strengthening is undoubtedly disastrous.
Just when the people in the Golden City realized that the undead in front of them was unusual, they suddenly discovered again that the undead in front of them had become stronger after being killed.
"What kind of undead is this!"
"Why is this happening?"
"Damn devil!"
"Is it still the Lord of the Undead?"
The loud shouts did not change the status quo.
The undead army crushed the first line of defense composed of these miscellaneous troops.
The second line of defense completely disappeared without any effect.
Because, the people in the city discovered that when they resisted the attack of the undead army, none of the guards of the Golden City itself disappeared.
Such a discovery made the rout irresistible.
These guys are not guys with strong convictions.
On the contrary, what they are best at is things like taking advantage of the fire.
Now the rulers of the Golden City want to use them as a shield, and these people will not do it at all.
They could still support the team, but they were defeated like this.
These people used their own methods to escape from the Golden City.
Some bold ones ran towards the depths of the Golden City.
As for what you want to do
Naturally it goes without saying.
The slave trader ran away.
The smugglers ran away.
The robber ran away.
The bandits ran away.
But all their goods stayed.
The slaves looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing what to do when they saw the undead creatures passing by without harming them.
In the end, the slaves looked at Qin Ran who was flying in mid-air.
"You are free."
"Whether you want to or not."
"Whether you dare or not."
"You are all free!"
"If you miss the previous days, you will continue to stay here and wait for your master in fear."
"If you want to welcome a new life, then pick up those swords, follow my army, and use the swords in your hands to spell out the life you want."
The voice of demonizing Qin Ran was like thunder, rumbling in the ears of the slaves.
Some are in a trance.
Some are confused.
And some simply walked to the 'commodities' left by the smugglers, and picked out the ones who took advantage of them.
Someone took the lead, and naturally someone followed.
Who wants to be sold as goods
Who wants to be treated as something worse than livestock
Who is willing to be precarious and depend on other people's mood to live
Now there is hope to get rid of such days.
Who wouldn't want to!
Revolt!
Revolt!
Revolt!
for…
free!
A cry sounded from the slaves, and a strong young man picked up a sword, followed directly behind the undead army, and launched a charge.
Behind him a group of slaves shouted at the same time and joined the charge.
The already unstoppable army of undead, with the addition of a new force, is like a tiger with wings added, straight into the depths of the Golden City.
Here, there is a temple that looks like a palace.
The reason for saying this is because of a god statue.
A vague, grotesque, metal deity that cannot be described at all.
This statue can be said to be one, or it can be said to be a group.
It can even be said that it has no shape.
But enough... scary!
Because, there are corpses all over this statue.
The original guards of the Golden City, the guys who came here to try to fish in troubled waters, all died in front of this statue in a very tragic appearance.
Some had their limbs broken.
Some were disembowelled.
Some were peeled off.
But most of them are the people who were knocked off the cap of the sky, sucked the brains and died.
The extremely familiar scene made Qin Ran frowned.
Then, the idol moved!