New Mors are constantly being born on the sea, and countless Mors are coming from all around outside the city.
Even so, the Morse group was completely blocked outside the city!
That's because there is a group of children of prophecy fighting against the great disaster!
These words spread throughout the city became a life-saving straw for the goblins.
Jiang Li and Cun Zheng are guarding the east gate.
A huge barrier was opened at the west city gate, and the sweet sound of demon strings could be heard endlessly. Flame tongues emerged from the runes, burning out the Mors one after another.
"It feels like there is absolutely no use for us?"
Little Leonardo da Vinci scratched his cheek.
Grimm and Tristan were so active that she and Habemew had nothing to do.
No, to be more precise, Grimm's magic was too powerful, and batches of Mors simply came to die, and were burned up by the runes engraved between heaven and earth.
"Stop talking empty words, the problem lies in magic power. My magic power is like these flames, burning fast!"
Grimm was busy making the barrier while shouting to little Leonardo da Vinci.
"The number is too great and there is no decrease at all!"
Tristan stirred the strings and chopped up the fish that slipped through the net one by one.
His fingers even picked out the afterimage, and there was a faint sweat on his forehead.
"Even the west gate, which is under less pressure, is so difficult. I don't know what has become of the east gate!"
"It seems to be within their capabilities!"
Little Leonardo da Vinci took out a homemade telescope that could see clearly even from 20 kilometers away, and looked in the direction of the east gate.
The tactic of using the ice passage to gather together the Mors and eliminate them in one breath made her eyes light up and she was filled with admiration.
There are nearly twice as many Mors over there as there are here!
Under such circumstances, the city gate can still be guarded so firmly. It is not in vain for her to place Jiang Li, the strongest among them, at the east gate where the pressure is greater.
"That is?!"
Little Da Vinci suddenly screamed.
"What happened?"
The idle Habemeow looked over at her.
"Morse!"
Little Da Vinci became extremely nervous.
"Morses also appeared in the city! And they are everywhere in the southeast, northwest and northwest!"
"What!"
Tristan's expression changed.
"Don't Morse only appear in the city?"
"That's right! This is the premise for our battle!"
Little Leonardo da Vinci bit his nails and his face became very ugly.
"But our understanding of the Great Disaster is seriously insufficient, and we made the mistake of empiricism. We thought that all the Mors we encountered before appeared in the wild, so we thought they would not be born in the city. This was a mistake in my judgment!"<
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"Now is not the time to argue about guilt, the key is to find ways to make amends!"
Grimm floated to the side of several people, his expression became extremely serious.
"I will find a way to hold them back here. Even if I can't get rid of those Mors, I will at least keep the city gate. You go to the city!"
"Can I do it alone? How about I stay too?"
"Don't underestimate me! After all, I also have part of the power of the God of Wisdom! It's more than enough to just defend the city!"
Grim showed a proud smile and simply rejected Tristan's proposal.
"In that case, I'll leave it to you!"
Little Da Vinci no longer hesitated and simply made up his mind.
Together with Habemeow and Tristan, she rushed towards the city filled with smoke.
"Stop, don't come over!"
The forge, which had been peaceful until just now, sounded a desperate cry.
Black ash fell from the sky and turned into a wriggling black alien life, extending its claws towards the goblins in the forge.
The earth goblin screamed in horror, but to no avail.
Under the tentacles of Mors, his body was quickly infiltrated by the dark curse, losing its original shape bit by bit.
Soon, the screams disappeared and were replaced by a new Morse.
Then, Morse from before leaned over.
Morse, who was transformed from the goblin, was gradually integrated into his own body.
The figure of this Morse has grown visibly to the naked eye!
Scenes like this can be seen everywhere in Norwich at this moment.
The goblins on the street fled in panic like headless flies, but were drowned by the swarm of Mors coming in like a tide.
The goblin hiding at home closed the doors and windows, but the black ash was pervasive, sneaking into his room like mist, turning into Morse, and swallowing the owner of the house.
The entire urban function of Norwich is rapidly collapsing!
At this time, Lord Spligen was staying in the vault city happily, happily watching the goblins die one after another.
"This house is under public ownership, and so is this park..."
He is even counting the land that will soon become his wealth.
Even when Morse appeared in the Treasury City, he was stabbed to death by the human guards he hired earlier.
"You really work hard, the foreign tourists and our group."
He looked at the city with a playful expression.
From his perspective, you can see Guda and Matthew putting out fires everywhere.
"However, no matter how hard you try, it's useless. The prophecy has already revealed the result..."
In the city.
"Matthew!"
"Yes, senior!"
Under the command of Gudazi, Mashuti picked up the cross shield and hit Morse mercilessly with the shield, saving a rustic goblin.
"Ritsuka! Mashu!"
Little Da Vinci saw the movement here and quickly came over to join them.
"Morses are everywhere! What should we do now?"
"Unfortunately, we have no choice now but to do our best and obey fate!"
Little Leonardo da Vinci shook his head.
So far, hundreds of Mors have been born all over the city. It is no longer possible for them to save everyone. Now they can only save one by one, that's all!
"...I understand, let's split up!"
Fujimaru Ritsuka gritted his teeth and made a decisive decision.
She certainly felt uncomfortable watching the lives disappearing one after another before her eyes.
But now there is no room for sadness and anger. Since there is nothing we can do, we should do our best with the remaining things!
She used to be incompetent and furious, but after more experience, she got used to it.
The crowd quickly dispersed and rushed to all directions in the city, trying their best to save lives from Morse's mouth.
The other side.
"Child of Prophecy! Lord Son of Prophecy! Help me! Please help me, please, ahhhh——!!"
Artoria stands among the crowd.
Her expression was dull, and she watched helplessly as one after another, the goblins who had been kneeling down to beg her for help a moment ago and who regarded her as a life-saving straw, died under the clutches of Morse.
The explosives have been used up, and jokes like Merlin's magic are completely useless in this situation!
She can't do anything.
With her ability, even a Morse would have to fight hard, let alone so many Mors in front of her, and she would have to protect the fairies who were helpless in the hands of the Mors.
"Sure enough, people like me can't do anything at all..."