The God of Death is wandering among this magnificent city. He is holding a sickle, standing in the shadow of the street, watching the running people with cold eyes, waiting for the moment when their lives are over. At that time, he will wave the sickle and kill the miserable people.
The soul is separated from the broken body and takes the dead souls with it to the unknown other shore.
People fled in fear. Many people didn't know what happened. They asked around, but no one could give an answer. They could only feel the disgust in their hearts and the weird hallucinations that kept flashing in their minds.
It's as if the nightmare is eating away at the foundation of reality, trying to connect with it, dragging everyone into real horror.
"Keep walking! Don't stop!"
The Templar knights held torches high and directed the evacuation of the crowd, forming a long line that stretched to the end of the city.
Seeing this, he couldn't help but wonder, could it really be completely evacuated? The population of Feilengcui is so large, even if you don't count the elderly and young children, there are so many adults. After being evacuated for so long, the city
The number of people is still not small.
After all, Feilengcui lags behind the times. Although there are dense railway tracks here, the transportation capacity here is undoubtedly much worse than that of Inverg.
What's more, if they leave Feileng Cui, where can they flee to?
The train's transportation capacity is limited, so most people will be evacuated outside the city. But outside of Feilengcui is the endless wilderness. In this wilderness, they have nowhere to hide.
"Hurry up! Don't stop!"
Nord continued to urge, and he blinked hard, trying to wake himself up.
In the past few days, he had been working at a high intensity. Only when he could no longer hold on, he would rest for a few hours, then get up in a hurry and continue working.
When the new Pope issued the order, Nord was in the Seven Hills and was conducting evacuation work. Probably because of his good work efficiency, he was able to leave the Seven Hills and was transferred to Feilengcui to continue.
Carrying out evacuation work.
Every time he thought about this, Nord felt that he was quite lucky. After he left the Seven Hills, the Seven Hills immediately entered a complete blockade. He could only stand here at Feileng Cui, looking at the Seven Hills.
The fireworks inside were burning non-stop.
The existence of the Demon Hunting Order is not a secret to a small number of Templars, and Nord happens to be one of these few people. More importantly, he is very senior, so old that he can even remember it for many years.
the night before.
That night that people deliberately forgot was so similar to everything now, that he couldn't help but think about the worst situation.
No, it's actually bad enough.
Everything that happened on the night of the Holy Advent ended that night, but the current abnormality has lasted for nearly a week and has still not been resolved. Everyone is full of fear and keeps running away.
So this time...will there be those hordes of monsters this time?
He thought like this, and suddenly a great fear captured him. Nord looked around, and the crowd moving forward became ferocious in his eyes. They wrapped their clothes tightly to resist the cold wind, and seemed to be pitiful.
civilians, but every one of them may become that bloodthirsty monster.
He is currently in hell, but the hell at this moment has not yet revealed its hateful and terrifying appearance.
"I am different from those cowards. Fear and other things, this kind of thing is the same," Nord muttered. "I am a member of the Templar Knights, guarding our noble god."
"God...?"
Samuel spoke softly, a strange light flashed in his eyes, but he didn't say much.
"However, Demon Hunter, within the Seven Hills..."
Nord tried to ask about all this, but received an indifferent response from Samuel.
"Don't ask, Nord, you don't want to know."
Samuel pulled out his nailed sword, and the shiny silver sword exuded a cold light.
They were getting closer and closer to the commotion in the firelight. Nord only felt uneasy, but Samuel could feel the erosion in the air. They carried a smell similar to blood and continued to spread, making everyone feel uneasy.
Everyone who inhales it is brought into a state of madness.
"By the way, Nord, what is your position in the Knights Templar?"
As the distance got closer, Samuel suddenly asked.
"The other soldiers and Templar knights will not obey my orders. They may not even know about the existence of the demon hunter."
"Oh? This one."
Hearing this, Nord picked up the firearm again, holding the gun in one hand and drawing the knight's sword in the other.
"I am a captain."
"Captain?"
This time, Samuel was stunned. This position in the Knights Templar is second only to the Grand Masters and the Grand Master held by the Pope himself. It is a senior commander who can independently lead troops to fight.
.
"Are you surprised? Don't be too surprised. If you could survive that bad night, you might be able to be promoted to this position."
Nord made a strange joke, then galloped his horse, roared, and pushed through the crowded crowd.
"Let's go! Demon hunters! I was your enemy many years ago, but now I want you to fight side by side!"
Samuel followed him, facing the strong wind, and asked him.
"So how do you feel? Nord!"
"Very good. Compared with the out-of-control demon hunters, I think these monsters are all very amiable!"
Amid the cheers, chaotic gunshots rang out, blood splattered, corpses fell, and the roars of wild beasts and the wails of the crowd sounded together.
Under the pressure of erosion, some people finally found it difficult to maintain their sanity and fell into madness. The dark side of their hearts was infinitely magnified, and they brandished weapons to attack the surrounding citizens. Fortunately, they only fell into madness and were still alive.
He has not transformed into a demon.
The swords and bullets fell, easily breaking their bodies into pieces.
It is easy to fight violence with violence, but trying to control the spread of fear will obviously be counterproductive. What's more, there is no time and energy for the knights to preach love and peace.
"Control the scene! Don't be soft and don't kill them, they will become obstacles and in turn affect us!"
Samuel ordered coldly, and Nord also shouted and opened fire.
Nord unexpectedly cooperated with Samuel's instructions and did not say any nonsense. Probably because he had fought with these demon hunters before, or maybe the lessons of blood and pain taught him that this kind of fight against evil is just a matter of time.
It should be left to the experts.
"Leave a minimum number of people to maintain order, and the rest will follow us," Samuel continued.
"Sooner or later this place will get out of control again," Nord said.
"It doesn't matter. Human beings' instinct is to survive. Although they are a bit cruel, they will still try their best to escape. The farther away from here the better. This is no different from our original intention."
Samuel continued.
"Now there are signs here. Judging from the scope of the erosion, the demon will first appear near the Seven Hills. We need to get reinforcements there in advance!"
To Nord, words like "demon" and "erosion" sounded like slang among demon hunters, but as a Templar, he felt the dark meaning of these words to some extent.
At this time, what is needed is not a Templar, but a professional demon hunter. Nord only needs to follow Samuel.
"But why are you the only witcher!"
Nord asked.
"I told you, Nord, it's not good to know too much about some things."
Samuel responded indifferently, Nord really shouldn't know this, even if Samuel wanted to tell him, Samuel himself didn't have the courage to say this.
What should he say? Except for himself, all the demon hunters are in the Seven Hills, their life and death unknown.
Samuel couldn't do it. The current scene was enough to shake people's hearts. He didn't know whether Nord would escape like other soldiers after knowing all this.
Now Nord is still valuable, and Samuel needs him to command the Templar Knights and control the disaster as much as possible.
While the two were talking, bursts of fire lighted up, rising from a distant place and falling into the night sky, lighting up most of the night.
Signal bombs were raised one after another, surrounding the seven hills, surrounding the burning city.
"This is……"
Samuel trembled, and Nord on the side was completely stunned, forcing the sound out of his throat.
"The legions are at war, the garrisoned legions are at war."
This was a signal of war. The Templar knights stationed outside the Seven Hills exchanged fire with the enemy, and this also meant that the demons had broken through the sealed cage and escaped from the siege of the Holy City.
"Father..."
Samuel was worried. He knew very well how tough Anthony was. As long as they were still alive, they would never allow any demon to escape. Now that the war was on, what about the demon hunters in the Holy City?
He didn't dare to think about it any more.
In the moment of distraction, Samuel completely forgot about the things around him. All the sounds and lights were fading away. He could vaguely hear Nord shouting something. The next moment, the world was spinning, and he realized the pain later.
came from the ground.
"What are you doing?"
Nord roared and quickly got up from the ground. He had no time to shoot, so he could only lift the knight's sword and blocked the blow. During the piercing sound, Samuel's consciousness gradually came to his senses.
I saw a group of people with ferocious faces.
"Alienation...has begun."
Samuel felt numb. He thought everything was too wonderful. When the erosion really came, everything would only get worse.
As the signal flares rose into the sky, the raging flames of war seeped out of the Seven Hills, igniting the adjacent jadeite.
"Kill them all!"
Samuel was angry, filling his chest with anger, forcefully dispelling fear, swinging his sword, and slashed.