Chapter 430 429 Marshal: What happened in Transia?
Chapter 430 429. Marshal Short Man: Why are things in Transia always so bad?!
"Is it stuck? Why can't this circle stop?"
On the edge of the East Prussian border battlefield, in the large cemetery outside the ruins of the destroyed town, the student party who had just defeated the gnoll necromancers in a fierce fight gathered here.
The physical profession was still on the periphery resisting the attacks of the new skeleton army, while the spellcasting profession gathered in the center of the cemetery and glared at the magic circle left by the gnoll warlock.
In front of Cheche and Good Pigeon, there was an undead summoning spell that was obviously still in operation. It was arranged by those gnolls using evil psychic skulls, the blood of innocents, and strange corpse candles.
The runes shining with cold light around it were of a style they had never seen before, and the aura of Hades entrenched here was expanding rapidly, like an invisible living thing that existed forever.
Every "breath" it takes will cause several coffins in the cemetery to move.
Because of the Ten Years' War, the number of soldiers and dead buried in this cemetery and nearby cemeteries is quite terrifying. Therefore, if the car and the good pigeon cannot stop the ceremony before it reaches the end, then even if
They are here tonight to cooperate with the defenders to crush the gnoll warlocks. The undead that are constantly awakened will still "wash" the surrounding area with their hatred of the living.
At present, the gnoll warlocks are being tracked and hunted by the Riptide Knights one after another. The threat posed by these bastards has been weakened. However, the out-of-control skeleton army will not dissipate on its own. Without the control of its master, it will make them more dangerous.
"Wandering Mode".
"Damn it, there are at least 4,000 undead wandering in this small battlefield right now!"
Cheche hugged the staff and screamed:
"If this continues, might an army of ten thousand people explode on the spot? Ge Bao, hurry up and use your brain to think of a solution!"
"I have a trick!"
Good Pigeon rolled her eyes and complained:
"I'm a blood torturer, not a purifier. This kind of ritual that obviously can't be stopped halfway should you find a priest of Avalon to do something about it, right? But if you really have an idea, I actually have one too."
Ge Bao looked around, then looked up at the sky, and whispered:
“During the decisive battle in Under Armor Hills, didn’t all players with the psionicist profession learn ‘Astral Tear’?
Although I don't quite understand how that thing works, I think if we can launch a 'catastrophe' here, not only can we rely on the impact of astral spiritual energy to make this ritual popular, but if it works well, we might be able to
Exile the skeleton army that is causing trouble here to the star realm.
Hey!
You said, isn’t this a green, natural and pollution-free treatment method?
Other than being a little infiltrative, I can hardly find any reason not to do it."
"Well"
Faced with Good Pigeon’s suggestion, Cheche, who is also a psychic master, rolled his eyes and complained:
"Although what you said makes sense, don't think that I don't know what you are thinking. You bastard just want to try the feeling of 'dropping a nuclear bomb' with your own hands on the enemy's land. You are really an evil person!"
"Okay, I guess you're right."
Good Pigeon did not refute, he twirled the scarlet cane in his hand and said in a long voice:
"So, don't you want to? Doesn't the development team teach us this mass-destructive technique to encourage us to use it boldly in special circumstances? Isn't this situation special enough?
Allowing nearly ten thousand ghouls and skeleton armies to wreak havoc here is enough to turn this place and nearby Banks City into a wasteland. Don't think too much!
We are rescuing people, my dear Cheche."
"But at least five psychic masters are needed to perform this ritual!"
Cheche frowned and said:
"Furthermore, the ritual description emphasizes very clearly that we need to have a ritual core that can store a large amount of spiritual energy and penetrate the astral barrier. This is only possible in an area like Transia, where the boundaries of the material world are very fragile.
Only the last of the three conditions is satisfied now."
"Hey, as long as your thinking doesn't slip, there are always more solutions than difficulties."
Good Pigeon didn't care about the difficulty. He immediately logged into the forum in the game and edited a post. He summoned psionic players who had learned "Catastrophe" to come to the border battlefield to participate in the grand event.
But before the post could go viral, Hao Gege received a private message from Mrs. Shui in the game:
"Nonsense! Take down your post! You little idiot, don't pay attention to the undead spell that is still running. Just pretend you don't see it! You little idiot is just going to throw away the construction points sent to you.
, what is your family?
Such lavishness!
The development team put all the food in your mouth and you still spit it out?"
"ah?"
The scolding from Mrs. Shui made Good Pigeon's eyes widen. He hurriedly asked, but Mrs. Shui said that they would arrive at the battlefield soon and would talk about it after meeting.
The two student party psionicists looked at each other and finally decided not to make any moves for the time being.
They are quite convinced by the wisdom of Lady Water and the Silver Moon Pride Group. In the past period of time, the girl group's several sexy operations have brought them benefits that ordinary players can hardly imagine, although the students do not value the benefits.
Maximization, but when faced with a situation where they can get 100, probably no one would choose to get 10 yuan, right?
Ten minutes later, the Silver Moon Pride Regiment officially arrived on the battlefield.
Even though Xiao Ashina and Sister Shiliu hurriedly and slowly flew with the other members, they still arrived at the battlefield a little late, and the jackal warlock group had been completely defeated by precise beheading operations.
Most of the warlocks were killed, and the remaining few had fled the battlefield in embarrassment and were being hunted like crazy by the angry local defenders.
The Riptide Knights are assisting those respectable soldiers, but under the call of Lady Water, Tapal, Uncle Fording and Miss Pinkie Pie have all gathered in the cemetery.
"We must stop this evil ritual immediately!"
Seeing Mrs. Shui fall from the sky being carried by Sister Pomegranate, Uncle Fording, who was quite showy, strode forward and said loudly to this stunningly beautiful peer in front of him with a standard knightly etiquette:
"Powerful priest from the Church of Avalon, you are our last hope to protect this land. Please guide the purifying power of God Avalon as soon as possible to completely cleanse this unspeakable evil."
"That's exactly why I'm here."
Mrs. Water also made a priestly salute to Uncle Fording in a very pretentious manner, and then she stepped forward to check the undead ritual that was still running and accumulating the aura of Hades.
After a few seconds, she turned around and said to everyone, holding her scythe that was extremely inconsistent with her "persona".
"This level of summons from another world is not something that I, an ordinary priest, can handle. It may be necessary to ask the church for help to send a priest who can perform divine magic. However, I would like to ask you a question now, that is, do we really need to
Is this a purification ritual?”
"ah?"
The first one to speak out was Miss Pinkie Pie.
She had just led her knights across the battlefield to perfectly complete the "debut" of the Torrent Knights. She was still fighting high-spirited. In the simplest sense of knightly ethics, she naturally and instinctively refuted the questions raised by Lady Water.
But before she could speak, Knight Liwen pressed her wrist down beside her.
The smart half-dragon used his eyes to signal her to stop talking and see how these Lord Murphy's warriors would deal with this mess.
"Tell me what you think, Mrs. Water."
Tapal stepped forward and said:
"We all know that you are the most magnificent wisdom born on the land of Transia. Maybe you can give us some useful suggestions."
"On the way here, I heard about the plan of Xiao Gebao and Xiao Cheche. They planned to summon the dirty spiritual energy that ripped apart the astral world to counter this undead magic circle.
Based on my limited understanding of evil forces, I think this plan has a certain success rate. However, the huge sequelae caused by the tearing of the astral realm must also be taken seriously.
The filth left by the astral tear still remains in the urban cracks of Scarlet Castle. Even if they use this extreme method to stop the summoning of the undead, it will only bring another trouble to this land.
Moreover, using such mass destruction techniques on other people's territory can easily cause diplomatic disputes."
Mrs. Shui shook her head and explained her views on the tearing of the astral world. Then she fiddled with her braid on her chest and said:
"Secondly, even if we successfully purify this ritual here, the awakened skeleton army and ghouls will not rest in peace at the end of the ritual.
The evil spells of the gnoll warlocks have polluted this land, and the impact it has brought will not disappear in three or two days.
But on the other hand, the maximum range that this ritual can affect is only a few large tombs nearby. No matter how many dead people are buried here, there is a limit. If we let it continue to run until this limit is reached, it will stop on its own.
In fact, according to my estimation, it will weaken on its own by tomorrow morning at best."
"But so many wandering undead will put the living people nearby under terrible threat! Banks City is only thirty kilometers away from here, and there are 200,000 people in that city!"
Miss Pinkie Pie shouted:
"It's not a knight's way to leave innocent people in danger!"
"So, we need to send them to a safe place to start a new life before they are threatened by the undead."
Mrs. Shui said slowly:
"This is the most perfect choice that can be made at the moment. After all, neither we nor the pioneering army can clean up these awakened undead in a short time, unless the short-term marshal has the same idea as Xiaogebao and uses a super
The technique leveled everything here.
But if he does this, innocent local people will also die.
I can understand your compassion and intolerance in this regard, but the fact is that bad things have already happened. Instead of expecting it to disappear quietly, it is better to start from now on and save those who can still be saved.
With the current rate of resurrection of skeleton armies and undead creatures and the terrifying number they will eventually reach, not only the nearby towns, but also the residents of half of the Earl of Cadman with this as the center need to be evacuated immediately!
But fortunately, the great and glorious Riptide Knights will stay here to help them block the undead attack and buy them enough time to evacuate."
At this point, Mrs. Shui blinked and said:
"Of course the local residents are free to choose to move to areas protected by the pioneering legions. This is their freedom, but under this terrible humanitarian crisis, I think Transia, which is closer, will also have a negative impact on these innocent people.
Open your arms.
I know a very good place to go.
For example, Stromgarde is being built
It is not only the base camp of the Riptide Riders who bravely intervened in tonight's disaster and turned the tide, but it is not even a hundred kilometers away from their hometown, where they can rest and lick their wounds.
Every day I look at my lost hometown and gain strength, and strengthen myself amidst the lamentation of this suffering place.
One day, the people who were forced to leave this land will return to their hometown relying on their own hands instead of the strength of others. They will feel proud of this, and a new epic will be written from this.
Look, what a touching story it is?"
After Mrs. Shui finished speaking her thoughts, everyone in this gloomy cemetery was speechless.
Cheche opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he could only give a thumbs up and wave to his "Aunt Shui", and he complained in a low voice:
"The adult world is really scary. Compared with Aunt Shui, these jackals are considered to be kind people."
"Um?"
Mrs. Shui made a nasal noise and glanced at Cheche, who was speaking freely, with "the gaze of the Royal Sister of Ice Mountain". The latter quickly stood up straight and did not dare to say any more rude words, while in front of her, Taipal and Uncle Fording looked at each other.
.
They all saw the hesitation in each other's eyes.
Although the Riptide Knights have worked very hard to gather the people after getting the construction and management rights of the player's stronghold, their number is limited. After working hard for so long, after excluding the manpower turned over to the administrative office, they can only give more to their own territory.
More than 3,000 people were left behind.
If Lady Water's proposal is followed, it may only take a few days for the number of citizens in Stromgarde to exceed the 10,000 mark.
If some "little tricks" are used, the number of people they can obtain may be doubled.
And as Mrs. Water said, bringing so many people back to Transia can also earn a wave of construction points. If you have to find another reason to convince yourself, then these people who have experienced the disaster of the undead are definitely the Holy Light here.
The best "potential believer" on the continent.
My heart is moved.
No matter what aspect, there is no reason to object, even the most upright knight is still a little unable to control himself under this choice.
"You're not right!"
Miss Pinkie Pie was the only one who opposed this approach. She couldn't say what was wrong with this approach, but she just felt that there was something wrong with the logic.
She frowned and retorted:
"We should stop this disaster! Instead of letting it continue and taking advantage of the opportunity to recruit local people, they could live and work in peace and contentment."
"Okay, then you come up with a solution, Ms. Pinkie Pie."
Mrs. Shui was not annoyed either. She made a "please" gesture with a smile, and stepped out of the way to reveal the undead spell that was still in operation behind her.
Even people who don't understand the mysteries of psychic energy will know that there are really big problems with this thing when they see the unknown power entrenched at the moment.
"Liwen, can you purify it?"
Pinkie Qi asked her best friend in a low voice. Knight Liwen hesitated for a moment and said:
"It might be possible to summon the power of my god, but I think you should consider Mrs. Water's opinion. Even if you stop it now, the skeleton army and ghouls that have formed will still be a big trouble.
Regardless of whether you are willing to take this measure, I guess Marshal Loren will definitely issue an evacuation order later. The continued penetration of Hades' atmosphere makes this area no longer suitable for ordinary people to live.
In fact, the casualties from the Ten Years' War have made this place inherently dangerous to the undead, but no one has paid attention to this aspect before, and the Jackal's raid tonight detonated it."
"Then start evacuating immediately!"
Good Pigeon flapped its wings excitedly and said:
"We can airdrop flyers to Banks City and tell the innocent people who will be affected what is happening here as quickly as possible. They have the right to know everything that is happening on their land."
"The Knights of Strom will clear a safe road for local residents to evacuate to Strom Castle!"
Taipal said in a deep voice:
"We will maintain this 'life path' from now on. Ah, I feel that the tragedy of Stratholme is repeated in East Prussia. Fortunately, our situation is not as bad as it was back then. We must
Learn from Lord Uther’s failure!
We must take action immediately!
Here, time is life."
"As soon as possible."
Mrs. Shui assumed a low-key posture of "hiding her merits and fame" and reminded:
"At least the first batch of innocent people must be evacuated before the pioneers of the Pioneer Legion arrive. Otherwise, it will be difficult to get the consent of Marshal Loren. But if it can be an established fact, I guess the short-handed Marshal
I have nothing to say except a few curse words."
The priest of Avalon stood in the miserable cemetery and looked around at the burning battlefield of horror. She whispered:
"The self-proclaimed defenders of the Plantagenet failed to fulfill their oath to the people and their hometown, so don't blame the brave men with justice for exercising this power and obligation on their behalf."
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"What are you talking about? The Transian barbarians are sending our residents into their territory? They are taking advantage of the situation!"
A few hours later, Marshal Loren, who was developing the fortress, received a report from the leader of the cavalry ahead. Although his elite cavalry rushed slowly and slowly, it was already six hours after the accident when they arrived at the border town.
According to the report from the cavalry leader, the Torrent Knights who came to support them had organized two teams of 600 people in a very short period of time to leave the site of the disaster.
Thanks to the "efforts" of those winged vampires, people in more than a dozen nearby towns knew about the outbreak of the undead disaster, and even Banks City was panicked.
"I knew these Transians were harboring evil intentions!"
In the Marshal's office, Marshal Loren was so proud that he almost wanted to grab a battle ax and rush to Scarlet Castle to stab Murphy a few times.
But he quickly calmed down.
He had to admit that there was nothing wrong with the Transians' handling. If the undead problem could not be eliminated quickly, relocating the residents was the best way.
But those bastards must have let this process play out, knowing full well what they could gain from it.
It has only been more than two years since the Kingdom of Plantagenet took over the East Prussia region. For the past four hundred years, this area has been the territory of the Bosian Confederation. Although the locals do not like the Transians, they still love them.
Compared with the Plantagenet Kingdom, many people will prefer "compatriots from the motherland".
Marshal Loren can easily imagine that once large-scale migration begins, many people will voluntarily go to Transia to take refuge.
"Under the current situation, I cannot forcibly stop them from crossing the border privately, but how can I allow you to rob His Majesty's citizens so easily?"
The semi-dwarf marshal narrowed his eyes. Amidst the rising smoke, he called his guards and ordered:
"Immediately inform all the town mayors in East Prussia of the outbreak of the Black Catastrophe in three months, especially the City Hall of Banks City. Explain clearly to those fat-bellied guys that the first cause of the Black Catastrophe is
A wave invasion will occur in Transia.
At the same time, I ordered several newly formed regiments to move near the town of Marlow. I asked them to eliminate all the remaining undead creatures on the land before the black disaster broke out!
Ah, Transia!
Anything related to that damn place is always so bad, I really should have missed it, what a pity."
