The beast-like roars and unbridled rituals are about to reach their climax, turning into howls of ghosts and wolves possessed by demons, tearing through the sky and surging through the buildings, like a raging wind from the abyss of hell. The chaotic howls will stop from time to time.
It turned into a well-trained chorus, and what those hoarse voices chanted was that terrible prayer.
The frantic believers surrounded Sonia, who had no time to escape, and some Beyelan nobles who were on vacation in Odessa in the summer palace. Lanzada, Ace and others were also repelled by the cultists and were trapped there together. After receiving the news
Later, several Beyelan squadrons temporarily stationed in Odessa tried to launch a rescue, but were quickly repelled and stayed on several bridges and buildings on the river bank of Summer Palace Square waiting for support.
Beyelan's army is gathering here, but Odessa's strength is not weak. They have sent many troops and extraordinary people to resist in all directions to buy time for the arrival of the god.
Witnessing the fleeting horrific vision, Odessa's Holy Light believers and residents, who were on the verge of madness in their imaginations, gathered together. Regardless of whether they were rich or poor, noble or ordinary, healthy or sick, they all called out to their gods in unison.
Dedicate your faith to the new master - the thread of life from the virtual realm.
"It's really like lighting a pile of firewood," said Sennamon. "You have to light the firewood to keep warm, but a small spark can't do it. You can only light a handful of dead grass first, then use the dead grass to light the torch, and then use the dead grass to light the torch.
Torches light the fire."
"Wow, it's really scary," Lien looked away from the frantic city center and said to the cavalry around him, "hurry up and take away these three 12-pound snake cannons. The captain is really good at knowing things. How did he get them?
Does the intelligence know that there will be heavy weapons here?"
In fact, there is no evidence, but it is impossible for Beyelan to be unprepared for Odessa's conspiracy. All resources will definitely be deployed in various important locations in advance. This is the port closest to the core of Odessa. Find
Weapons are a matter of course.
Griffith was thinking in his mind, but did not answer Lean's question. He turned around and said to a quartermaster from Bayerland who was guarding the warehouse: "Then, let's borrow it. Please send the bill to 603 Technology
Signed by the Reserve Army Headquarters to which the test squadron belongs."
A quartermaster and a small group of soldiers were trapped here. After the chaos broke out, they guarded the warehouse and never left. Hearing Griffith's words, the junior officer hesitated, not knowing whether he should refuse.
"But, sir, we, according to the procedures, can't do this. What are you going to use these weapons for? How should I report them?"
When the officers and soldiers of the squadron heard this, they turned around and looked at their captain with the same puzzled eyes.
Storm Squadron and 603 Squadron followed Griffith's order and entered the city of Odessa. The city defense here was already riddled with holes due to chaos, and almost no one came to stop them. However, it is said that 20,000 city defense troops gathered in the square in the city center.
and militias, as well as hundreds of thousands of believers performing horrific rituals in every corner.
Although everyone gathered together in compliance with Griffith's request and found some weapons, using two squadrons to challenge 20,000 enemies, hundreds of thousands of cultists, as well as extraordinary and extraordinary people was simply asking for short-sightedness.
"Yes, let's put it that way..." Griffith smiled.
Everyone can't see his expression or eyes, only the smile outlined by his resolute chin under the dark gold helmet that is narrow at the top and wide at the bottom.
"I am Griffith de Ravenel, Commander of the Second Class Assault Squadron. These weapons are used to rescue my lord, Countess Sonia de La Mole, and others trapped in the summer palace.
What is necessary for the people of Bajeran. That’s all.”
"Is that all?!"
"Of course, it's impossible for me to challenge the hundreds of thousands of Odessa people who are holding ceremonies, or to compete with the gods they believe in. That has nothing to do with me," Griffith said, "Well, artillery
I took him away. Lien, I will organize our defeated troops at the square to establish a defense line first. You can lead the people behind to cover the artillery coming."
Everyone immediately got busy, and even the quartermaster and his soldiers helped load the artillery onto the ship from the waterway to the square. As they were busy, everyone said: "It is October now. The grape harvest is almost over, right?"
"Today is the last day of the Odessa people's calendar. It is the grape month, the month of harvesting grapes!" Bernard said.
Senamon was immediately reminded: "Speaking of this, there is a new artillery shell in the test product, let us 603 Squadron test it."
Lien suddenly raised his hand and interrupted their chat: "Gentlemen, the small talk will have to be postponed for another day. We have guests coming to our door. Take these heavy artillery and quickly go meet the captain."
"Okay, let's go then. See you in the Summer Palace Square, Lean."
"Well, see you later."
…
Odessa's extraordinary demon hunter, Dillaz, the Blade of Light and Shadow, led his five extraordinarys from the west of the city to the city center. This extraordinary team consisted of three wizards, a ranger and a demon hunter, all at Sequence 7.
Beyelan's troops, extraordinary men, and powerful men from the Church of the Gods are surrounding them from all directions. All local regular troops in Odessa have been sent out to fight.
There is no need to resist for a long time. As long as the ceremony can be delayed and the new god arrives, Odessa can usher in a glorious future.
During this period, His Excellency Seydlitz led several extraordinary beings to preside over a large-scale advent ceremony in the Summer Palace Square, and also gathered 20,000 city defense troops and militia guards to strengthen detection.
"Those Beyelan rats are indeed hiding something here." The extraordinary demon hunter saw a team carrying goods at the port from a distance. The intricate waterways and streets made it difficult for him to see clearly, "What is that thing?"
"Our familiars have discovered the cannons of Byerland, my lord," answered one of the wizards, "large useless lumps of iron, the vulgar artifacts of mortals."
The extraordinary demon hunter shrugged his shoulders and decided not to take risks, so he said to a Sequence 7 demon hunter beside him: "It has reached the final stage. I want to go to the cathedral to guard the ceremony. Stara, you and Knight Rune are in charge.
Guard and cover the three wizards Perion, Ram and Torik, kill the artillery, and then join me.
"Remember, kill all these artillerymen. I don't want to see them appear on the river."
The five Extraordinaries agreed one after another and promised to complete the combat missions assigned by the Extraordinaries. They spread out among the buildings and roads, with each wizard in a group, and outlined the magic circle at a location with a good view.
Knight Rune covered Wizard Ram and came to a three-story building facing the river. The location here is the best and can be attacked first.
"Knight, watch the area nearby. My calibration will take time, so don't let the mouse bite me!" Wizard Ram took out the dust light, dropped quartz and mercury on the ground, and entered meditation to start the configuration.
"Okay, okay, squishy wizard." Knight Rune muttered in a low voice. He held a large shield and a warhammer, and stood vigilantly dozens of steps away.
It was very quiet all around. The residents either fled or gathered near the sanctuary to participate in the ceremony. After a while, the supreme glory and happiness will come. Beyelan's army and strong men are still far away. What are they?
Can't even organize it!
Knight Rune sighed deeply and raised his head in relief. Suddenly, he saw a burly and ferocious shadow appearing on the eaves above Wizard Ram's head.
"!!!"
It was a human-shaped object, with black breastplate and greaves, a helmet with high sword spikes, a large diamond-shaped shield on the left shoulder, and a black long knife in its right hand.
It is like a sculpture of a warrior, standing cold and ferocious on the roof, silent and majestic, like the warrior who faced the dragon in the story. It seems appropriate to place it on the roof as a sculpture...
Rean's cold eyes swept across the intricate buildings and dark streets. Years of practical combat experience and the extraordinary characteristics of the lawbreaker allowed him to eliminate interference, master the terrain in a short period of time, and seize the enemy's traces: "The Extraordinary One
Name, is leaving. A demon hunter and a paladin, Witcher 3, one of them has activated the attack spell downstairs.
"The wizard's reconnaissance and attack are very strong, and are very threatening to the slow-moving Bernard artillery team and transport ships."
He threw a rope with a pickaxe toward the chimney on the side, wrapped it around it and tightened it, and jumped down.
"Enemy attack!" Knight Rune finally reacted. Extraordinary power gathered on his war hammer, accurately calculated the trajectory of the falling enemy, and smashed it like thunder, "Crush it!"
Lien grabbed the rope with his left hand and pulled hard. His body was suffocated as he fell. The war hammer almost hit the sole of his feet and smashed through the wall. There was a loud roar and gravel splashed everywhere.
"The first one!" Lien poured the spiritual energy containing demon-breaking characteristics into the armor-piercing spear and threw it towards the wizard downstairs.
Wizard Ram, who was meditating, heard a loud noise above his head and just raised his head. The heavy projectile spear had already penetrated his shield and pierced his mouth.
"Bang!"
The wizard exploded in front of Knight Rune, turning into a rain of flesh and blood all over the sky.
"Runye! What's going on?"
nearby group members asked.
"Enemy, enemy!" Rune rushed to chase Lien, but in a blink of an eye, he lost his target between the building and the path. He shouted anxiously:
"Starla is a spellbreaker, coming for you, guard the wizard!"
The demon hunter in Odessa took off his throwing spear and waved his hand to the astonished wizard teammates to retreat: "The attack is paused. Let me deal with the spell breaker first. Don't panic, it's easier for us to break the spell than eat a small cake."
Rapid footsteps were approaching. A heavily armored enemy was walking through the empty streets and rushing towards us.
Starla's keen six senses listened and sensed, not missing a trace of suspicious movement. He lightly weighed the spear and prepared to go. As long as Beyelan's spellbreaker appeared in the field of vision, he could strike like lightning.
Conquer the enemy.
The footsteps got closer and closer, and they stopped when they reached the alley in front. Several metal balls rolled and rolled out of the darkness, with burning match ropes attached to them.
"Boom!"
The iron ball suddenly exploded. Starla's eyes turned white as he was concentrating, and his ears were buzzing.
Damn it, he was coming! Starla couldn't see or hear anything. He waved his hand and threw the spear in the direction of the enemy. The extraordinary body's powerful body made him get rid of the discomfort as soon as possible. He heard the turtle throwing the spear through the wall.
crackling sound.
Knowing that he had missed, he quickly drew out the scimitar from his waist and stepped back while raising the sword to defend himself.
"Ah! Help, help!" The Perrian wizard not far away let out a heart-piercing cry. Starla's heart was tightened. He barely looked around in the dazzling white light, and saw that he was being
The protecting wizard had already knelt on the ground. A burly black-armored warrior held down his head, raised the black long knife in his hand, inserted it into his shoulder blade diagonally, and then stirred.
…
The last wizard Torik ran for his life. As he ran, he dropped the bag of magic materials he carried, took off his loose robe, ran wildly in the alley, and shouted heartbreakingly into the distance:
"Master Dillaz, save me!"
Two wizards were killed as soon as they faced each other. The knight and demon hunter who protected them were usually so loud that they looked like two losers in a fight!
Coming towards me, coming towards me! This suffocating breath, the surging magic flow, the spellbreaker is coming towards me!
"boom!"
The wall around him suddenly shattered, and a burly figure in black armor penetrated the wall and appeared next to the wizard. The heavy iron boots splashed gravel, the ferocious spikes on the helmet pierced the soul, and the gaps in the black mask
, the blade-like gaze is like a captive beast, more terrifying and evil than the blood-soaked red moon.
Torik screamed from the depths of his soul: "Don't come over here——!"
Before he finished speaking, the spellbreaker turned sideways and hit him with the big shield on his shoulder. There were three triangular angles on the shield, which collided with the wizard's shield. The wizard vomited a mouthful of blood on the spot and flew away.
Lien stepped back, turned sideways, pulled out the stopper of the gun barrel under the shield, lit the match, and raised his hand to point at the wizard rolling on the ground.
"Bang!"
In a series of intensive explosions, the triple gun barrel installed under the shield sprayed out three heavy lead bullets, shattering the floor and piercing the wizard's thigh. The last shot was about to smash the wizard's head, but
It hit a hot flame and flew away.
The flames steamed up. A figure as sharp as a blade stood in front of Lien. He turned slightly sideways and kicked the wailing wizard away, then turned around to face his enemy.
"Hoho, you killed two Sequence 7s in an instant, man, you are really not easy!"
Dillaz, the leader of light and shadow, arrived. He was young and handsome, with an extraordinary appearance. His whole body was wrapped in a splendid aura, and his powerful spiritual power was intimidating. As he turned his wrist, the flaming spear was ready to go.
Lien swept out the thermal whip in his hand. The whip suddenly wrapped around the extraordinary person's weapon like a living snake. The unreachable high temperature entangled with the flames of the spear, making an explosive sound.
Dillaz threw the spear down casually, and suddenly there was a dark blue short blade in his hand that rushed towards him. In the flash of lightning, the left arm and the big shield of the spellbreaker flew out together.
"How's it going? There's a huge gap, right?" Dillaz looked at the blood on the short blade, "You slow spellbreakers can't compete with us. The gap in psychic abilities is decisive."
Lien was silent. He looked at the severed limb that fell on the ground, then at the left arm that was spurting blood, and slowly grinned.
“It looks like there’s no way to rendezvous.
"Young demon hunter, I haven't lost yet. Come on, let me teach you a lesson. The difference in psychic abilities is not the key to victory or defeat on the battlefield."
Lien leaned down, gave up all defenses, and rushed towards the transcendent like a wild beast with a dagger in his hand.
Dillaz narrowed his eyes slightly, watching the enemy's movement. The dark blue short blade was so sharp that it could not be blocked. It tore the breastplate like lightning, swept across the lower abdomen, broke open the intestines, and then slashed to the left leg. The spellbreaker's
The left leg was cut off in the flash, revealing the broken bones at an angle.
"I won." Dillaz passed by the enemy, turned around gracefully, and said calmly.
"Win!" Rean took out his intestines, tore out a large handful of flesh, blood and intestines and threw them into the face of the transcendent. He screamed and jumped over. He landed on the ground with his remaining right leg and jumped out with all his strength.
The broken bone of his left leg was kicked towards the neck of the wizard who was holding his wound and gasping for air in the corner.
The pale broken bones pierced the tender shoulders and necks, plunged into the throat of the horrified wizard Torik, and stirred hard.
"Your eyeliner is gone, extraordinary person. Have you learned?