Waves of hoarse cries for help came from the Plague Zone of Witch Tower. However, under the thick smoke that filled the sky, the cries of these civilians seemed so weak. It was like a pebble thrown into the vast ocean, and it could not even stir up the fire.
Make a ripple.
There is turbid air everywhere, and there are buildings spitting out flames everywhere. The charred beams of the houses are like a haggard old man who has died, with his waist broken and the body still burning with blazing flames.
Some civilians tried to break out, but it seemed that the entire city was on fire overnight, with thick smoke and sparks everywhere as far as the eye could see, making it impossible to find an exit.
They vaguely heard the fire brigade and some city guards helping to put out the fire, but compared to the intensity of the fire, their power was too insignificant.
Although the desperate civilians vaguely heard the fire brigade putting out the fire, the thick smoke made it impossible for them to see each other's positions. The fire spread in the middle of the night, and many people were still sleeping... Those who woke up from their sleep
The people were not very lucky either, as they soon discovered that the smoke caused by the fire almost suffocated them.
Many people were killed in the thick smoke when the fire first spread, without even a chance to escape. Some smarter people covered their mouths and noses with wet towels and barely escaped.
However, in the face of the fire that broke out almost at the same time, people were running helplessly on the streets, panic caused stampedes, and many civilians died tragically at the feet of others.
The chaos caused by the fire was far more than that. The ferocious spread of the fire even forced the rats out of the ground. Countless rats rushed out from the dark corners of the house, carrying the same blazing flames, and chaotically roamed the streets.
Rolling around.
The sound of squeaking and chattering sounded densely, like a giant rat's den.
The rats and the crowd trample on each other, and from time to time someone is tripped and falls into the dense torrent of rats. But at this time, these frantically escaping rats obviously have no desire and impulse to eat. They trample on each other, and like humans, rely on to survive.
The instinct is running away.
The raging fire burned all night, and by daytime, two blocks had been completely burned, but the fire was not under control.
The flames were like a giant dragon winding over the city of Elengrad. Wherever it passed, flames rose. Thick black smoke almost obscured the entire sky.
Soon, the fire spread to the banks of the Usko River.
Almost all firefighting forces were mobilized here, including some civilians who volunteered to fight the fire. On the north shore, warehouses were connected one after another, extending to the pier.
The once prosperous inner port area is now like an extremely huge gunpowder warehouse. A dozen large warehouses store large amounts of oil, coal, wood, alcohol, flax and other flammable and explosive materials. Once ignited by an open flame, the consequences will be disastrous.
The fire brigade deployed its forces along the river bank, and a large number of firefighters and civilians used a relay method to take turns fetching water from the river to the front line. But the fire was too fierce. The north wind blowing in autumn and winter was like an accelerant, making the fire bigger and bigger.
The north bank of the Usko River is now like a paper city wall, which can be broken with just one bucket...
Sure enough, when the fire spread to the outside of the warehouse, everyone had to give up and run for their lives.
They struggled, and the fire brigade, which had vowed to stop the fire outside the storage terminal, was now scattered. They knew better than the civilians what would happen if the storage area was ignited...
Boom...
A loud noise woke Rhodes up from exhaustion.
Walking to the balcony and looking at the riverside storage area in the center of the old town of Erengrad, Rhodes couldn't help but let out a heavy sigh.
I saw a huge mushroom cloud rising from the ground in the inland terminal area connected to the bay area. Almost everything within a few kilometers was leveled. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as scorched earth everywhere.
Bursts of ear-piercing explosions sounded one after another, and a large crater seemed to have been blasted out of the ground. Countless dust and gravel flew around, and billowing black smoke slowly rose from the ruins of the bombed warehouses.
Rhodes didn't know how many innocent people died there, but he was certain that the number of rats killed by the explosion must be much more than that of people...even the rats hiding underground would suffer a large number of casualties.
Back in the room, Rhodes lay down weakly on his seat and poured himself another glass of white wine. Then he continued to close his eyes and tried to fall asleep again. He was groggy and confused. Perhaps only in this way could he survive this terrifying and long period.
of several days.
Yes, the fire will burn for at least three days before it ends. Judging from the current intensity of the fire, only the Usko River can isolate the fire, and the entire north bank will be burned to the ground. That is also the place where the plague is most serious. Several large blocks
Here, two-thirds of the people were infected with the plague, and most of those who survived were infected by the evil god and survived...
The wind continued to blow, like the whisper of the god of death, singing the elegy of the loss of life above Elengrad.
Only Rhodes and Alves know that wildfires will never burn out, but spring breezes will blow them again. After the devastating fire, the surviving urban areas will be absolutely safe. The fire will burn out all sources of infection, and the government will no longer have to
Responsible for relief and epidemic prevention tasks in these neighborhoods.
Just like the famous saying of the witch hunter - let the fire purify all this evil.
While lowering his head in thought, Rhodes seemed to see the innocent civilians struggling painfully in the fire. Their bodies were burning with hellish flames, ruthlessly devouring their lives. The flames burned through their clothes and ignited their skin and flesh like grease. Then they were in pain.
He was burned alive while screaming.
The wails of countless undead appeared in Rhodes' ears... as if a pair of hateful eyes in the void were staring at him. But what can be done? In order to save this city, in order to save Kislev, this is the only way.
Someone has to sacrifice. Rhodes gritted his teeth and stopped thinking about those things. Since becoming the supreme ruler of this kingdom, he has been faced with crisis after crisis. It seems that he has to accept this or that.
The test...and it is ruthless. If you choose one thing, you will inevitably lose the other...
Finally, the fire burned for three days and three nights. Just as Rhodes predicted, the Usko River flowing through the city became the last barrier, blocking the fire on the north bank of the river. The entire civilian area on the north bank was almost completely destroyed.
A fire burned everything...
The burned-out urban area accounted for a quarter of the entire city! After the fire, walking on the messy land, people saw a horrifying but somewhat surprising scene - they saw the scorched earth, densely packed with
Lying were the corpses of countless rats. Some of them were crowded together, even piled up into a hill. Most of them were burned beyond recognition, their skin and flesh were blackened and scorched, and a few of them still retained some tender meat...
People also found some strange life forms in the corpse pile. They were tentacles that were slowly crawling on the corpses of the dead. They also showed signs of being burned, but they were not completely dead and still maintained a weak vitality.
This reminded the patrolling soldiers of the monstrous human corpses in the black monastery, the mutated fleshy humans with several eyes, and the rotten egg-shaped creatures dragging mucus all over the ground. In panic, the angry soldiers raised their torches and fiercely
He pressed hard on those weird tentacles that were still squirming, as if venting yesterday's fear.
"Most of the burned areas were shanties and slums. Flea Bottom was completely burned, and most of the Witch's Tower and Witch Trail areas were burned. The fire in the Steel Street block was contained, and only a quarter of the buildings on the street were burned.
The exact number of casualties is being counted."
In the fire scene, Alves walked up holding a thick notebook and said.