Chapter 261: The Fall of Jilang City

Chapter 261: The Fall of Jilang City

The complete collapse of the situation often seems so unexpected that it is difficult to react.

This is not a harmonious banquet. The well-prepared nobles and the equally prepared Pope of Stargazing fought at the banquet and completely tore off their faces.

The situation should not have come to this point, because it is a lose-lose situation, and there is no winner.

Maybe the recent situation is too disturbing, or it may be the crack in the word trust that is difficult to bridge.

The nobles have always been at odds with the various churches. They have their own veins, their own rules, tacit understandings, or thresholds, or they are simply two completely different groups of things.

The nobles were born in the long years and in the civilization of the Youyan people.

The various churches are strangers, visitors from outer space, and strangers. They do bring a lot of things, and the two sides are gradually contacting and integrating, but this takes time.

This may be the reason why the two sides are so confrontational in the general direction, but there may be another reason for reaching such a situation.

One's own selfishness. Obviously, these nobles were really ready to abandon the city and use most of the people in the city as a plan to escape safely.

But the Stargazing Pope did not allow it.

In short, the fight broke out, and the flames ignited in this luxurious manor. In the end, the Stargazing Pope stood at the end.

Stepping up the flaming stairs, his expression was indescribably gloomy and tired. The gorgeous decorations, expensive tableware, finely cooked food, precious books, and all kinds of things were burned in the flames.

A man stood upright, standing at the top of the attic, looking out the window.

The Stargazing Pope stepped on the flaming stairs and came here.

Both sides watched. No knights of the Holy See followed the Stargazing Pope here. The battle in the manor has not yet ended completely, although the winner has been decided.

The man turned around and looked at the Stargazing Pope. His expression was very calm, and there was even a smile on his face, even though the situation at this time was already so bad that it could not be worse.

"I still can't figure out why you did this."

The Stargazing Pope spoke, with an indescribable fatigue on his face. Today, he won and lost. The nobles failed to kill him, but he didn't leave all these guys with names here.

The guys who escaped will bring indescribable troubles. The most direct point is that they will not sit and wait for death, and the deeper trouble is that these guys are inextricably linked to the magic knights on the city wall at this time.

The city of Surging Waves is almost at its limit just to deal with the endless ratmen outside the city.

And all of this is mostly attributed to the man standing in the flames. He used his status and power to connect the nobles one by one, creating the situation in front of him.

In the face of the Stargazing Pope's words, the man did not answer, but said other things to himself.

"I also want to ask you this question, Your Majesty. I clearly offered my sincerity, and I was clearly the first partner you put your chips on, but you chose that guy Jilang.

Why, is that so-called saint enough to make your choice so much different?

That was just a child you picked up from the garbage dump to show God's mercy."

"Things can still be saved, Your Majesty. If you really want to save this city, commit suicide. You know, my death will completely crush the final balance."

Speaking of these words, he casually took one of the two crossed daggers hanging on the wall and threw it to the Stargazing Pope, who caught it steadily.

The Stargazing Pope did not say anything else, nor did he really commit suicide foolishly, but the fatigue on his expression was also getting stronger and stronger.

His death could not solve any problems. The Stargazing Church is now a powder keg, and it is only because of him that it is twisted into a rope. If he dies, the Stargazing Church will be completely finished.

He had never been saving the city, he was just saving the hope of the return of the gods.

And this man wanted the death of the Pope of Stargazing, and wanted to take the rights occupied by the Pope of Stargazing.

The man took down another short blade on the wall.

The two powerful people seemed to be fighting for life and death in this burning attic.

The battle in the manor had not ended yet, and it was even more chaotic. Teams of soldiers and mercenaries stepped into this burning manor like moths to a flame.

The fight was not long. Before becoming the Pope of Stargazing and the person inspired by the God of Stargazing, he was a wandering knight. He was so mediocre during his many years of wandering, and his martial arts could barely be praised.

He did not put these down.

The sword he swung was still so tricky and sharp. With just one move, the short sword in the man's hand was knocked out. He was stunned, stunned for a moment, as if he had never thought that the result would be like this.

In the next moment, the sword slashed across his neck, and a confused head was held in the hands of the Stargazing Pope.

After stepping over the fallen corpse, the head in his hand was thrown from the window and fell to the ground. The bones rolled around and immediately attracted the attention of the figures gathered below. They were horrified and indescribable as they were surrounded by soldiers. The knight's face appeared, followed by unspeakable anger, but this anger did not last long, and a bright silver sword appeared in front of him.

Penetrating the knight's body.

In the chaos, the warriors, magic knights, and mercenaries who gathered here began to turn back, or in other words, began to run away from the burning manor in panic and terror.

A power struggle came to an end, but once again a brick was pulled from the barely supported low wall.

The current situation should not be like this. This is true for everyone in the city, but some people take that right too seriously.

It's so heavy that it exceeds everything. It's not surprising that the flame of desire is burning everything full of wisdom.

The man's head rolled on the ground, stained with blood and dust, not particularly decent.

In the distance, a terrifying explosion sounded.

The towering city wall has not collapsed. In fact, this towering city wall has not cut corners. It is indescribably strong. Unless a group of rat priests as large as the grassland battle gathering comes here, it is really impossible to knock down this city wall. It will be an easy thing.

Just in the corner of the city, a warehouse that stored kerosene, arrows, armor stomachs, and various supplies exploded.

Terrifying flames rose.

If you look carefully, you can also see a black mouse running out of the flames with burnt marks on its body.

I don't know whether it was a coincidence or premeditated. The black rat man led a team to attack the warehouse where supplies were stored, triggering this horrific explosion and almost sending himself to the sky.

This is an extremely spectacular scene. It is not a good thing for the defenders of Mountain Dew City who are still struggling to support it, but the impact is not that big. There is one such warehouse in each of the four corners of the city, with extremely huge supplies. Piling up in it.

This is an extremely rich city.

It's just that now the city has reached the edge of collapse. All of this has something to do with the dark rat men, but the relationship is not that big. A large amount of materials in the warehouse that was blown up to the sky were basically destroyed, but such a warehouse and this huge city There are three more inside.

A piece of news began to echo in the city like thunder. A large number of magic knights had shaken looks on their faces. This came from the conflict between the orders issued by their loyal lords and what they were doing at this time. The army began to gather, and collapse was imminent. start.

The Stargazing Pope witnessed everything in the flaming attic. In the billowing smoke, rapid footsteps echoed behind him, but several Holy See knights rushed up. After they saw the Stargazing Pope, they He breathed a sigh of relief, but he did not dare to disturb this noble majesty.

He stood in front of the window, watching everything outside the window.

After a while, he withdrew his gaze. The fatigue on his face was so obvious. He stopped here and walked away. As soon as a strange scene appeared, the flames in the attic rose up, almost drowning everyone present. The Holy See Knights are not afraid of the licks of flames, but they are not the only ones here at this time.

The Stargazer Pope who has lost his magic is just a mortal.

The anxious knights raised their shields to block the flames.

How could a shield block the pervasive flames? The swollen flames bypassed the Holy See Knights, or rather engulfed them together with the things they protected.

It was at this time that a strange scene occurred. The flames were extinguished when they reached the Star Gazing Pope, and were blocked, or simply could not be diffused.

This is quite a magical scene.

The flames could not infect the body. He seemed to have taken that crucial step. He was no longer ordinary, no longer a mortal, and became a hero. This should have made him happy, but his expression was so tired.

Obviously, this step was taken a little late. When he was most powerless, he became a hero.

Nothing can be saved.

The Ratmen outside the city began to surge, as if they had noticed something, or maybe it was simply the manic guy who was increasing his efforts.

The boundless rat-men were lapping at this towering and solid city like waves.

The city's defenders gritted their teeth and persisted in the waves, but the chaos that broke out in the city dragged most of the rotating troops away.

Not only that, but the fighting spirit of the defenders on the city wall also began to falter.

The Stargazer Pope is still trying to save all this, but it is all in vain. The great nobles have become frightened.

Their alliance was also on the verge of being broken. The leaders of the series alliance and some important members all died in the manor.

The foundation of trust had been shattered. He gathered his army, summoned his knights, and rushed towards the city gate.

Such a move made the front crumbling, but these guys who left didn't care so much anymore. They only knew that if they didn't do something, they would also die.

From the beginning to the end, the forces in the Golden Province were not of the same mind. They were just forcibly brought together by the threat of the rat people.

The situation began to take a turn for the worst.

It was difficult to tell the time in the darkness, maybe it was a day, maybe a few hours, maybe just half a day.

The defense was crumbling, and all the qualified guys, who knew what happened, were thinking of saving themselves. In their opinion, the city was finished.

A large amount of power disappeared from the city wall without any warning.

First there are the military mages, these guys are even sharper than those magic knights, and then there are the magic knights, businessmen who manage logistics, affairs officers, businessmen with higher status.

They all disappeared on the city wall, and teams appeared in the city one after another. This was an orderly collapse. Maybe at the beginning, they just wanted to wait and see and protect themselves, but when one after another they The people left the city wall in order to protect themselves, and panic occurred. They did not even come to witness the final dispute between these great nobles and the Stargazing Pope.

The winner has not been announced, but the result has already been decided.

The mercenaries in the city were recruited by the respectable situation in the wealthy neighborhoods and waving money. Nobles of all sizes began to gather spontaneously. Their subordinates and servants were also ordinary. The mages began to launch those bulky experimental products. You are inside There are even some tall rock golems to be seen.

Everyone thought the boat was about to capsize.

Only those poor guys who were drafted, tempered, and moved towards numbness and tranquility were left on the city walls.

Their painstaking support is the same as what they do every day.

It's just that they couldn't hold on without the help of those powerful and elite forces. When the last fire oil pot was thrown, there were no stewards to replenish it, and when the rat men climbing up the city wall gradually filled everything in their eyes. sight.

The numb guy died in the fight, and the young and immature guy dropped his weapon and started running away. The towering city wall did not collapse, and the thick city gate did not collapse, but the city was finished.

By the way, this anxiety and fear only appear on the faces of the nobles and residents of wealthy neighborhoods. In this darkness, the ordinary people and ordinary residents who make up the vast majority of the city do not know it.

They are also afraid and fearful, but what they are afraid of is not the fall of the city. What they are afraid of is the sneaky figure running in the darkness. What they are afraid of is still the small group of rat people in the city.

They are not qualified to notice the turmoil in this city, and they are not qualified to notice it immediately. Of course, the problems they face and the objects of fear will not change, and they will still be these rat people, but there may be a bit more in number. The following Rat Men who arrived were much more numerous than the ones gathered in the city, much more.

On the tall pine city wall, the bright firelight went out everywhere. Soon, all the city walls dimmed. Then, pairs of eyes, pairs of red eyes, began to light up in the darkness.