Chapter 784: Ambush the Lich, long live it? (Please vote)
The lich's reaction was timely. He had just set up a defense. Immediately, the arrow tore through the air, made a sharp whistling sound, and flew over at high speed.
Then, there was a soft 'click' sound.
The arrow hit the center of the shield~!
At that moment, through the gray and transparent magic shield, you could clearly see the sharp arrow pointing directly at the Lich's eyebrows.
The arrow pierced the magic shield hard, then made a series of trembling sounds, spinning at a speed barely visible to the naked eye, and penetrated into the depths of the magic shield.
The shields and arrows kept rubbing against each other, sparking countless magnificent sparks.
"Demon-breaking arrow~!" The light in the lich's eyes suddenly shrank.
Immediately, the shield cracked with the arrow as the center, and the slender cracks rapidly expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Immediately afterwards, a 'bang' sound was heard.
The shield is broken~!
The magic shield immediately turned into countless light spots and was lost in the air.
At the same time, the arrow was still roaring towards the Lich at an extremely high speed.
The lich stopped the staff in his hand and let out a sharp scream.
Then, another shield formed in front of him.
The arrow then pierced through again~!
At this time, the third shield has taken shape again.
The arrow hit it hard, causing countless water ripples on the shield, but at this time, the shield finally blocked it.
The arrow stabbed firmly on the shield, its tail with white feathers vibrated a few times, and finally fell weakly to the ground with a soft 'pop' sound.
The Lich did not lower his head, but glanced at it with the corner of his eye. Then the light in his eyes became brighter, scanning the darkness of the cave, holding the staff in his hand tightly, and shouted sharply: "Who is it, come out?
~!Otherwise you die~!”
"Or die...or die...die..."
The loud and sharp sound spread far away in the cave, forming echoes one after another. It was particularly frightening.
The remaining dark mages also clenched the staffs in their hands vigilantly, widened their eyes, and kept scanning around.
But there was still silence in the entire cave, not even a sound could be heard. The only thing heard was the breathing of these dark mages.
The lich immediately snorted angrily and said: "A bunch of cowardly little juniors who dare not show their faces~!"
He slammed the staff in his hand and whispered something. Then, several pale shadows flew out from the end of the staff.
It can be seen through the shadowy figures that these are all young girls in their prime of life. However, each one of them has a hideous and rotting look, and even a big hole that goes straight through the skull is exposed on the face.
These are all girls he captured, tortured to death, and finally refined into the innocent souls. Their hearts are full of resentment. Not only can they smell the breath of strangers, but they can also take their lives.
Vitality. Among them, those with high magical power can even tear the skin of strangers and drink their flesh and blood.
Those ghosts let out shrill laughter, then turned slightly in mid-air, and were about to fly towards the depths of the cave.
At this moment, the sound of whizzing arrows was heard.
The lich suddenly felt a chill in his heart. The arrow just now had almost penetrated him. Why did a batch of arrows come now?
Without stopping, he quickly deployed another magic shield in front of him. Then he deployed another magic shield just to be on the safe side.
But what was surprising was that the arrow was not shot at him.
The Lich couldn't help but be startled: What's going on?
The answer was revealed immediately.
I heard several screams coming from the side.
The lich looked sideways and saw that several of the dark mages following him had been hit by arrows, and then fell down screaming.
Although the remaining dark mages were clever enough to block or dodge, they were still in a hurry and panicked because they were unable to take precautions.
The Lich was immediately furious. The light in his eyes became brighter.
At this time, he had already seen the direction of the arrow, and immediately let out a scream, raised his pale bones and pointed forward.
The resentful spirits in the air immediately screamed, gathered together, and rushed towards the direction he pointed.
Then they hit the hard stone wall hard, let out a miserable howl, and scattered in all directions.
"No?" The Lich couldn't help but be stunned.
The light in his eyes suddenly flickered.
At this moment, another burst of arrows was heard, and the remaining dark mages also groaned and fell to the ground.
Only then did the lich realize. The other party had already ambushed him, and he was deliberately trying to lure him~!
He immediately screamed and ordered the resentful spirits to fly around him, and then flew towards the dark mages.
At the same time, he waved the staff in his hand and propped up a shield as big as a door panel, covering the dark mages in front of them.
He looked at the dark mages lying in a pool of blood and shouted sharply: "Is there anyone alive? Come on, get them all to the war fortress. There is an ambush among us. Wait a minute, we can only rush out through the war fortress."
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At this time, a few mages actually survived in the pool of blood. They managed to stand up, and then, under his cover, they supported each other and stumbled towards the war fortress.
Immediately, in the darkness, another hail of arrows struck.
Those arrows hit the shield hard, making a clanging sound, and then fell to the ground.
The lich couldn't help feeling frightened when he heard the sound of the arrow falling.
Compared with himself, a real lich, those talents are more like a group of ghosts seeking life. They hide in the dark without saying a word, waiting for opportunities to move, and from time to time they will shoot a cold arrow.
He knew in his heart that this time he had encountered a tough situation.
When he tortures others, he is always cruel and cheerful, and comes up with all kinds of tricks. But maybe because of this, he has seen the screams and wails of others too many times, and knows how terrible the pain is. Therefore, it is his turn now.
At this time, he was frightened for a while.
When he thought that there were countless arrows aimed at him in the dark, he immediately shouted sharply: "Who~! Who are you~! Come out quickly. You are a bunch of cowards~!"
His voice kept echoing in the cave. However, there was still no movement in the entire cave.
At this time, the lich had led everyone to the war fortress. The dark mages came behind a female wall and could no longer hold on and fell to the ground one after another.
The lich flew up and came to the pillars of the war fortress. He stopped a few steps ahead.
Under his feet, you can faintly see a magic rune with a complicated pattern. And that magic rune, together with other runes, formed a huge magic circle~!
The lich looked at the dark cave and immediately sneered: These idiots, although they robbed the war fortress, obviously didn't know how to use it. They even threw such a critical thing here casually.
Then he slammed the staff in his hand into the center of the magic formation. Then he started singing loudly.
As he chanted loudly, the metal pillar behind him suddenly shook, and then shone brightly.
Then a heavy khaki light curtain slowly rose, enveloping the entire fortress.
At this time, countless arrows shot out from the darkness like raindrops. However, they were all blocked by the light curtain, making a tinkling sound like rain hitting plantains.
The lich looked at it and couldn't help laughing proudly.
He looked at the dark cave and immediately shouted: "You despicable rats, I don't care who you are or where you come from. You don't even know how to use this defensive shield. What a bunch of people."
Idiot. Hahaha..."
Following his laughter, several figures were seen walking out of the darkness from the opposite mountain wall.
The light in the lich's eyes immediately grew brighter, and he couldn't help but smile and said: "Are you rats finally willing to come out?"
He looked at the man standing at the front holding a bow and arrow, and couldn't help but be startled and said: "Elf?"
Then he sneered and said: "You are really not afraid of death. How dare you go against us."
The man didn't answer. He flicked the bow string lightly, then looked up at the copper pillar behind the lich. There was an arrow nailed to the copper pillar. That was when the light curtain rose.
He had shot it before.
He counted indifferently: "Nine, eight, seven, six..."
Although the lich was considered to be a thousand-year-old demon, he didn't understand the real meaning behind the countdown. He was stunned and asked: "What are you counting?"
The man gave him a cold look and continued counting: "Three, two, one, zero."
As his words fell, the lich felt something was wrong behind him. It seemed as if something moved slightly and fell from the tall copper pillar behind him.
He couldn't help but wonder, this light curtain had completely enveloped the core of the entire fortress, how could something still fall in.
Then he looked back and found that it was just a small stone. It seemed to have been placed on the top of the copper pillar.
The Lich couldn't help but his heart moved, and then he raised his head and saw a large stone falling from the top of the copper pillar.
Then it landed heavily on a dark and inconspicuous stone on the ground.
The moment the stone collided with the stone, the disguised appearance cracked, revealing the red glowing exploding crystal inside.
"I've been fooled~!" The light in the lich's eyes suddenly shrank to the size of a pinhead.
Then, he screamed and wanted to jump up, but by this time it was too late.
After those exploding crystals collided, they exploded in an instant.
The platform was enveloped in the flames of the explosion in the blink of an eye, and the Lich who had just jumped was also tightly wrapped in the explosion.
The shock wave caused by the explosion blew off the lich's staff in an instant.
Immediately, the light shield on the platform flashed and disappeared.
The explosive air wave found its outlet in an instant and spewed out like a volcanic eruption.
The explosion caused a dull loud noise in the cave, and the air waves blew up the rocks in the cave and rushed out of the cave entrance together with the smoke and dust from the explosion.
The cave was filled with flying dust, and nothing could be seen clearly.
The crowd was choked by dust and felt extremely uncomfortable. They all covered their noses with their hands and kept coughing.
At this moment, in the smoke, a black figure suddenly screamed, jumped up from the ground, and flew out of the cave as fast as a big bird.
It's that lich~!
In the violent explosion just now, the three dark mages were shattered to pieces. But this lich can still move~!
It's just that the black robe he was wearing had been torn to pieces in the explosion, and strands were hanging on his body, looking very embarrassed.
"No, he's running away! Stop him! Stop him!" Someone in the cave immediately shouted angrily.
"He can't run away~!" Outside the cave, a person responded loudly, followed by a low chant: "Holy Light~!"
A dazzling white light beam flashed, hitting the Lich in the middle.
The lich was suddenly hit by an axe, letting out a heart-piercing scream and falling heavily to the ground. The gray-black bones emitted a large amount of green smoke in the white light, and then quickly burned.
When the white light disappeared, a flaming skeleton fell on the ground, but even so, it was still rolling and struggling, letting out bursts of shrill screams.
The screams gradually subsided, and finally, the pale white skeleton fell motionless and quietly fell to the ground, letting the flames burn and make a crackling sound.
Red Archbishop Obachum took a breath, held the staff tightly with both hands, stared at the burning lich on the ground, and approached cautiously, step by step.
According to clear historical records, before dying, these damn undead still have to pretend to be dead, lure others to come to them, and then try their best to bite them back.
He stood not far away, looking coldly at the skeleton of the undead.
Sure enough, the skeleton suddenly raised its head and gave him a final shrill scream. Then it stretched out its finger bones and grabbed at him quickly and strangely.
Obachm could not move, but he saw the hand bone falling half a foot away from him, and finally became motionless.
After a while, the flames on the skeleton quickly extinguished, but he was surprised to find that the lich's bones had not been burned yet.
And in the middle of the skeleton, there is a strange box lying quietly on the ground, emitting a dark and strange metallic light. It is the phylactery of the lich, the source and heart of their magic.
Obham looked at the pile of bones and dregs, couldn't help but gritted his teeth, and said bitterly: "Damn bones, it's really difficult to clean. Purify~!"
A burst of white light like rain sprinkled down bit by bit, falling on the Lich's skeleton, as if encountering strong acid, melting out small pits.
The holy spell lasted for a long time before the lich's corpse on the ground completely turned into ashes.
Obham wiped the sweat from his forehead, then reached out to pick up the phylactery, and found that the thing was handled very lightly, and it was obvious that all the contents were empty.
He blew the dust off hard and patted it a few more times. Then he looked at the sun and admired it proudly.
This is the Lich's phylactery. Whether it is in the Holy See, the Magic Association, or the Knights' Hall, it is something that every bitch dreams of getting.
For them, this thing is a medal of honor and a Nobel Prize.
Put it at home, and when you have nothing to do, you will say something to your guests: "Brother, I happened to meet a lich back then, so the person who helped me took care of him. There was nothing else, I just stayed,
As a souvenir, haha, hahaha..."
At that time, it will be such a pleasant thing to meet the other person's eyes of surprise, admiration, envy, jealousy and hatred.
Especially when that person was my competitor when I was evaluating professional titles. The sense of accomplishment was extraordinary~!
The few people who rushed over couldn't help but look at him with some reluctance, but facing this shameless old gangster, there was nothing they could do.
Everyone returned to the war fortress and couldn't help but feel a little pity when they looked at the dark mage there.
Obham said: "Isn't there anyone alive?"
A mage next to him replied: "No. Not one. Even there were two who were seriously injured and survived, and later committed suicide. Grandma, these guys are really smart~!"
He paused for a moment, and then said: "What a pity, we set up this trap with great difficulty, but we didn't catch anything~!"
Obachm also sighed in his heart: They originally had a good plan to kill the lich by surprise, and then everyone went out together and captured all the dark mages. They grilled them and grilled them. They wanted to know as much as possible.
Some secrets of the undead.
But I didn't expect that the Necromancer was not weak in skills. Seeing something was wrong, he had to change his plan. In order not to leak the news, he could only annihilate them all.
He bared his teeth and said: "It would be great if that bastard Lorraine was here. He is very good at taking risks. For such an ambush, let alone the dark mage, even the lich can be captured alive."
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The mage glanced at him and said nothing. He and Lester had never dealt with each other, and he also knew the relationship between Lorraine and Lester.
He had been fighting with Lester all his life, but this time in order to study the war fortress, he took the rare opportunity to lower his head to the old guy. Seeing the old guy raising his head and pouting in front of him, he couldn't help but feel angry.
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Thinking of this, he immediately cursed in his heart: Grandma, wasn't it just because she had a good granddaughter that she caught a big fish?
Later, I asked my granddaughter to go fishing together. They might be able to catch one, which would make me feel proud~!
Uh-huh, that's it, that's right.
The ranger next to him looked at the expressions of the two of them, and immediately realized that he was wrong, and said with a smile: "It's not like we don't have any achievements this time.
We have been studying the core defense shield for many days, but we still don’t have a clue. This time, the Lich used it on the spot, and we finally know the specific usage. Don’t we?”
The mage suddenly became energetic. He nodded repeatedly and said, "That's right, that's right. I knew that something must be used to activate that magic circle. But when I thought about it, I didn't expect it to be so simple. Haha.
,Hahaha……"
As he spoke, he laughed endlessly, obviously because he was happy to solve this problem - many times, the problem is only separated by a thin layer of window paper, but if the window paper is not pierced, it will be impossible to figure it out. Wait until it is pierced.
After breaking it, I realized, oh, it turns out it’s that simple~!
He looked at Obachum and exclaimed: "No wonder, people say that you damn sticks are so evil-minded!
What do you think?
In fact, he was really forced to have no way to escape. He could only escape to the war fortress and let him use the protective shield.
Moreover, preparations were made in advance, and timed explosive crystals were placed inside. This plan will not work if any one of them is missing."
Obachm immediately smiled bitterly and said: "This is really nothing. It was originally just a backup plan just in case. It can be used if we lose money. Otherwise, we will steal the chicken and lose the rice."
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At this time, someone next to him humbly whispered: "Several adults."
Everyone couldn't help but turn around and saw a young man in a gray robe with a pale face standing respectfully behind them. It was the dark mage who Lorraine was trying to rob the war fortress.
Because he was greedy for life and afraid of death, he betrayed the secrets of the battle fort. Now he can only follow these big men with determination.
When he saw these people chatting here, he couldn't help but remind him: "My lords, we have to move quickly. But when they turned around, they found that these people had not returned. They must have sent more manpower. At most, we only have about the same number.
It’s just a day’s work.”
Everyone immediately looked at each other and nodded.
The mage looked at him with admiration and said: "You did a good job. We really need to move quickly~! Let's go~!"
But the latter sentence was said to the people in Obachm.
Obachm nodded, turned to look in the direction of the mainland, and said: "I hope the high priest will like this gift we gave him. As long as we can catch him, the rest depends on the two ruffians, one old and one young.
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Dark clouds as thick as ink enveloped the entire Thunder Castle.
Although it is clearly noon now, the weather is as dark as the sun is setting.
There were bursts of miserable wind, and the whining sound was like a ghost's howl, bringing a chill that went straight into the bones. Even wearing thick furs, they could not resist the bone-deep chill.
An inexplicable sense of oppression, like a huge boulder slowly falling overhead, pressed on the heads of every resident of Thunder Castle, as if something big was about to happen.
The wild dogs and sparrows that usually roamed Thunder Castle have all disappeared, and not even the most unscrupulous crows can be seen, as if they all disappeared in an instant.
All the people of Leibao looked through the tightly closed windows to the large square outside.
At this time, there was silence in the big square, except for the crackling sound of the stick being hit on the chest, and the screams of the person who was beaten.
Those nobles were unlucky enough to be beaten, which was originally the happiest entertainment for the common people, but now they were all trembling with fear, and cast timid eyes on the old man in gray clothes in the middle of the square.
The power of the High Priest of the Undead is actually so powerful.
Just being alone and unarmed was enough to intimidate all of Lei Shan's arrogant soldiers and make them all kneel on the ground, as tame as sheep.
When the shout resounded throughout the city, it spread for dozens of miles and could be heard clearly even in the countryside outside Leibao.
The people of Leibao felt like they were an upright demon, standing on the top of the city and shouting. When they heard this loud shout, everyone's heart was filled with fear.
It is definitely not an ordinary person who can have such power.
When those Leibao people who had been harmed by the war speculated who the person who suddenly appeared was, they secretly worried whether the already chaotic Leibao would become even more chaotic.
Afterwards, the royal nobles, who were usually aloof and had high self-esteem, opened the barricades one after another, rushed out of their houses, and rushed towards the central square.
No matter what time it is, no matter what world it is in, there will always be people watching.
Many brave and ambitious Leibao people secretly went to the main square despite their nervousness, such as Lorraine.
But they only dared to go to the edge of the main square. Looking at the old man in the center of the square who exuded a cold air, no one had the courage to take a step forward.
But after seeing the old man lying in the main square, the nobles of the six royal families jumped off their horses obediently, walked respectfully to the old man with their heads lowered, and then knelt down on the ground covered with snow and mud.
On the ground, he is as respectful as a slave in front of his master.
Everyone had guessed the identity of the old man, but after seeing this scene, it was finally confirmed - there was only one person in the Semitic continent who could make the royal family kneel down and salute.
The spiritual leader of all Semitic people and the de facto ruler of the Semitic tribe, the High Priest of the Undead himself, in charge of the Demonic Temple and commanding the dark wizards.
Seeing this scene, the Thunder Flash people also hurriedly knelt down to the old man in the square, chanting the aphorisms in the Demon God's Book.
The High Priest of the Undead is revered as a god among the Semitic people, and the Semitic people's respect for him has long been ingrained.
Then the people of Leibao saw a scene that had never happened in thousands of years.
These arrogant, respectful, and naturally superior royal nobles lay prostrate on the wet and cold ground, took off their trousers, exposing their white vaginas, and were then held down and beaten hard with sticks.
For a while, miserable howls sounded alternately in the square.
The Leishan people who saw this scene were shocked and couldn't believe their eyes. They rubbed their eyes and looked again, and then they were sure that those royal nobles were really being spanked.
, and the beating made them howl and scream.
The Leishan people who saw this scene all clapped their hands and applauded, and some even glared at the nobles of the six royal families, muttering: "Beat, beat, beat these sons of bitches to death~!"
After hearing the news, more and more Leishan people gathered around the main square, and soon the crowds of people were as dense as an ant colony, blocking the intersections of the main square.
These common people did not dare to approach the high priest. They only dared to kneel on the ground from a distance, clasped their palms together, and kept kneeling to the high priest, chanting scriptures praising the devil.
Lorraine is quite far away.
The person who can make an old guy like Lester run away obediently with his tail between his legs. Even if the nuclear weapon is extremely dangerous, it must be at the level of the Fukushima Nuclear Power Plant at the very least. If you get close, you will die.
Lorraine was far away in an attic, observing the main square with a telescope.
When he saw the neatly arranged rows of naked buttocks, each one being beaten with a stick, Lorraine couldn't help laughing, and thought to himself: This undead high priest is indeed a wonderful person.
In front of them, they were spanked hard on their bare buttocks, and the faces of the six royal families of Thunder Flash would be shamed until the end of the world.
Lorraine searched carefully, and actually found Prince Reuenthal and his father, Prince Skullachmann, who were also being pushed to the ground and being beaten with sticks.
Lorraine thought maliciously, if she had a camera in her hand now, and could take pictures of Reuenthal's naked buttocks, and take 100,000 photos of it, she wonders if Lei Shan's nymphomaniacs would snap them up at a high price.
Guan Xige has proven that there is still a market for body art.
Lorraine looked at the ordinary old man's face of the High Priest of the Undead, Kalimdor, and Beutlis. There was no expression at all, and he looked coldly at the royal nobles who were being tortured in front of him.
Lorraine couldn't help but sigh. It seemed that the Master of Kalimdor was not only a powerful mage, but also a full-fledged politician. It was not unreasonable to be able to rule the Semitic tribe for two thousand years.
To unify Lei Shan, the best way is of course to kill all the nobles of Lei Shan, and then directly manage it from the central government, with the high priest of the undead sending down city lords, generals and other officials.
This is of course the most direct and effective way, but even the High Priest of the Undead would not dare to do this. It is true that he is the ruler, but the people who rule the entire Semitic tribe are still the thirteen royal families and their derivatives.
A ruling group composed of a large number of small and medium-sized nobles.
He did not dare to offend the entire Semitic royal family. There was nothing he could do about these big families, Kalimdor and Beutelis, which had been passed down for thousands of years, had prosperous and large families, and penetrated into every corner of the Semitic tribe.
Just like Hitler and Little Xige (people with Xi in their names are all awesome), as a dictator with monopoly power, he killed opponents, Jews, and comrades who started his career together, but he did not dare to offend the officer corps and
Junker landowning aristocracy.
So the High Priest of the Undead chose to humiliate them severely to let them understand, and let everyone in Leishan understand, who is the boss.
After this glorious massacre, the high priest not only kept the six nobles obedient, but also established his absolute prestige among the Leishan people.
Sure enough, there is no simple person who can reach the leadership position.
A more violent or arrogant person might have sent people to capture these disobedient nobles instead of rushing to Thunder Castle to deal with this massacre in person like now.
After a crackling spanking, some of the guys’ butts on the ground were red, some were purple, and some were blue. Just in line with that sentence, they were colorful and beautiful.
Lorraine finally understood why the ancient emperors liked the royal stick when beating people. Not only did it hurt, but looking at their buttocks also relieved their anger.
This is much better than hanging someone up and whipping them with a whip.
After the beating, these nobles got up and stood up, tremblingly pulled up their pants in front of the people outside the square, and then continued to kneel in front of the high priest of the undead, but they may have been hurt because of the pain.
, everyone stuck their butts out in weird and ridiculous postures.
The Leishan civilians who were watching felt very relieved. The anger in their hearts caused by the royal family's melee finally came out. They felt very relaxed and worshiped the high priest.
Lorraine looked at the moved expressions of the common people and curled her lips with disdain. Many people lost their families, homes, property, etc. in this massacre. They were the only victims of this melee.
Or, but the nobles who started the war felt satisfied after receiving a few sticks on their butts.
This is probably why they have been enslaved.
The high priest walked silently in front of them and looked at them carefully one by one. Those who were targeted by the high priest all trembled and lowered their heads, with their foreheads touching the ground, like ostriches.
The high priest finally stood in front of them and said: "You have disappointed me..."
The sound was not as loud as the loud shout just now, but it clearly reached the ears of everyone near the square.
"The duty of a noble is to protect his people, not to harm them.
I order you to stop fighting. Rebuild every house destroyed by you, compensate the people who were harmed in the fight, and rebuild the peace and prosperity of Thunder Castle. Do you... hear this clearly?"
The kneeling nobles buried their heads deeply on the ground, and then raised their voices and expressed their opinions loudly, indicating that they followed the high priest's instructions and did exactly what the high priest said.
All the Leibao civilians around the square cheered loudly.
In their view, no one dares to disobey the high priest's order, and the dawn of peace has now arrived. They will also be compensated, rebuild their homes, and return to a peaceful life, or be better than before.
"Long live~!"
A devout believer shouted first, and then the people in the square started shouting like a mountain and a tsunami.
"Long live~!"
“Long live the high priest~!
“Long live the high priest~!”
"..."
Lorraine looked at the expressionless face of the high priest and couldn't help thinking: Long live? This old monster might really live for ten thousand years~!
After doing all this, the high priest turned around and walked towards the Great Demon Temple in the center of Thunder Castle. Wherever he passed, the thunder flashes on the mainland all knelt back and made way for them. At the same time, they bowed their heads and worshiped the high priest.
The six noble families in the square stood up crookedly, holding their buttocks with one hand and supporting each other with the other hand. They looked at the high priest who was walking into the temple, glared at each other a few more times, and then limped.
They turned around and headed back to their respective castles.
The Thunder Flash people in the square did not retreat. Instead, they all rushed forward and gathered in front of the Great Demon Temple to worship inside.
More people came from all corners of Leibao and gathered in the square to worship the high priest in the temple. Gradually, there were more and more people, ten thousand, twenty thousand, fifty thousand.
They packed the square to capacity, even in the biting wind and snow, they still paid devout tribute to the temple, and it seemed they would not leave in a short time.
In Lorraine's view, the influence of the high priests of the undead, Kalimdor and Beutelis, has penetrated deeply into the bones of the Semitic people.
Thinking again about his cheap father-in-law, the Holy Pope Saint Paul XIII, Aleutilius, Lorraine whispered in a low voice: Old bastards, how terrible~!
When Lorraine returned to the place where the funeral group lived, she saw the Leishan people in the reserve happily packing up their belongings, laughing and shouting as they walked out of the barricade in the reserve and rushed to their homes.
However, the Imperial Guards still fulfilled their duties and maintained order.
Lorraine summoned the officers of the Guards at the door and said to them: "Brothers, you have also heard the order of the high priest. Now mobilize the brothers to dismantle the barricades, move the materials back to the mansion, and return them to Reuenthal
prince."
"Yes, sir." The officers agreed and turned around to carry out the order. Lorraine turned around and said to them: "Oh, by the way, the high priest just said that he would rebuild the destroyed houses. As the Imperial Guard, we
We should actively respond to the call of the high priest, don’t you think so?”
Zoro said loudly: "My lord is absolutely right."
Lorraine smiled and said: "So, if there are people in the surrounding area who lack materials for reconstruction, give them some priority. Don't forget to say that it was given by Miss Adeling. Do you understand?"
All the officers immediately grinned.
This is generosity to others. If Prince Reuenthar knew that all the exquisite building materials he had painstakingly collected had ended up on ordinary people's houses, would he be so angry that he would vomit blood?
They know the virtues of these aristocratic families very well, and every one of them is extremely narrow-minded.
But Prince Luoenthar could only hold his nose and admit it. Not only did he admit it, but he also had to say yes loudly, otherwise he would be violating the highest order of the high priest.
But this was to win over Miss Adeline's hearts, and of course the Guards were willing. The officer turned around and called for the soldiers to dismantle the barricade.
All 5,000 Imperial Guards were dispatched and started working enthusiastically. The dismantled materials were still on the roadside, waiting to be disposed of.
After the Imperial Guards publicized Miss Adeling's benevolent government to the people around them, a few people boldly came over, picked up the beautiful wood on the ground, and dragged it away.
The power of example is infinite. As long as it is no longer in the protected area, the houses of the residents in Leibao City are not intact. They have all been visited by soldiers and daring gangsters who are looking for foreign money. They have been smashed into a mess, and some have even been beaten.
Deliberately destroyed by fire.
At first, people were afraid that this was the prince's house. In order to build this mansion, he forcibly evicted hundreds of residents. Who dared to touch his belongings? Is it too long to live?
It's better to jump off a building and have a greater chance of surviving.
But seeing someone take away the things safely, and hearing that this was the order of the kind, kind, beautiful and elegant Miss Adeling, everyone's minds started to move.
Then go to the barricade and pull wood and stone back home.
More and more people have heard the news, and more and more people have seen others returning home with full loads. No one can sit still.
Adults and children alike went out and swarmed near the mansion to get free materials.
As soon as there were more people, they quickly started fighting over each other, and some even fought over a rafter. The Imperial Guards had to put aside their demolition work and come to maintain order.
Lorraine looked inside and sneered. These same people were shouting long live the mountain just now, excited for peace, and in the blink of an eye, they were fighting for profit and beating up their neighbors.
However, in the eyes of the common people of Leishan, what they did was nothing inappropriate. It was these nobles who destroyed their homes for the sake of power. Now it is up to them to compensate themselves. What's wrong with that?
If I'm wrong, it's that they didn't compensate enough.
First, people from the surrounding area came to grab materials, then from a street a little further away, and then from further away. Someone even brought a taxi. A few strong young men jumped out, pushed through the crowd, and threw things into the car with all their strength.
The streets here are as lively as going to a market. Adults and children are all trying hard to pull things, then hold, drag, and carry them to their homes.
The power of the masses was invincible. All the materials for several barricades were removed within half an hour. The Imperial Guards even wondered how they managed to remove the large pieces of bluestone that were as long as one person.
The remaining barricades did not even bother the Imperial Guards. The enthusiastic Leishan residents pointed at the barricades and asked the Imperial Guards guarding them: "Do you want to demolish them?"
As soon as the Guards nodded, they swarmed up, climbed up and down the barricade, and started working passionately. This scene reminded Lorraine of the contractor team.
After a clanking sound, the towering barricades were like snowdrifts poured with boiling water, quickly becoming lower and then disappearing.
It can be said to be a carnival for the whole city.