Part Two: The Human World Chapter Fifty-Seven: It's Just a Battle Between Two People
The blue sky is thousands of miles away, and not a single cloud blocks the sun from shining brightly since the morning. To the believers of the God of Nature, it seems that even the air is overflowing with a sacred flavor. The believers come from all directions to attend their festival around the forest.
The coveted opportunity to be one with the God of Nature.
However, under such a grand and sacred scene, the local magistrate of Airi was very ignorant. He gathered all the people who could be used in the city, including those who swept the floors, worked the night watch, and collected taxes. In short, all the manpower that could be mobilized, plus
Three thousand regular troops dispatched from the royal capital set up blocks on the main road leading to the forest to prevent the believers from advancing. At the beginning, the local magistrate's troops were able to deal with the small groups of believers and stopped them from advancing.
, but as noon approaches and believers call each other, more and more people continue to gather, and the conflicts become more and more intense. The two sides have begun to take action. The entire Airy area is in chaos like a pot of boiling porridge.
On the other side, two thousand soldiers had rushed to the grassland in front of the Whispering Forest. Many believers from nearby villages had already arrived. The soldiers drove the believers away and prepared to destroy the stone statues, but when the soldiers
They finally pulled down a stone statue and were about to smash it into pieces. All the believers became angry and began to attack the soldiers with rocks, branches and other objects. At the same time, many believers who came here from other routes continued to arrive.
, as the number of believers continued to increase, the soldiers even began to be surrounded in the middle.
"Everyone, stop." Seeing that the situation was not right, Asa jumped out from the group of soldiers and jumped onto a stone statue and shouted. "Everyone, please listen to me."
"Get down quickly." Thousands of believers who had filled the grassland shouted.
Although he knew that it would be useless to say anything, there was no other way to say it now. Asa shouted loudly: "We are all local villagers. If you think about it carefully, this forest has been here for a long time."
Oh, why has it become the forest of some kind of nature god now? This is simply a scam..."
"Pull down that nonsense bastard official and kill him." The believers began to throw rocks and mud at him, and some also climbed up to the stone statue.
With a loud bang, the upper body of a stone statue exploded under Asa's fireball. The scattered stones and the blast of air injured many believers. The noisy believers were frightened by this and all fell silent.
, those who were close to Asa also hurriedly backed away. Everyone could see what the consequences would be if the explosion just happened on their head. Even Asa himself was a little unexpected, and took action in desperation,
But violent threats seem to be much more effective than persuasion.
But something even more unexpected happened immediately. Some black liquid seeped out from the stone statue whose upper body was broken. The nearby believers hurriedly covered their noses and fled in all directions. The smell of these liquids
Not only was it smelly, it was like needles being stabbed into the nose and into the brain. People who were closer were even made to cry.
"See for yourselves, is this great god of nature you are talking about such a filthy thing?" Asa shouted a little overjoyed. "Let me tell you, this is a trap. This god of nature is actually dead.
The lies of the Necromancers from the Spirit Guild..."
"Shameless!" A loud shout suddenly sounded out, full of majesty and aura. It suppressed Asa's voice just by the sound and momentum. "You think I don't know that you have used despicable means to pollute our guardianship."
Is the statue of God here to deceive everyone now?" The prophet in white clothes suddenly appeared at the edge of the forest not far away at some time, with righteous words and integrity on his face, as if he was the embodiment of justice and light, he scolded the man standing on the stone statue.
The deceiver. "This man secretly came here last night and tampered with our guardian stone statue. You see, these nobles and officials actually came up with such despicable methods to slander our gods and destroy our faith.
Don’t you think we can’t see through these attempts..."
"Good come. I was just looking for you." Asa jumped off the stone statue. Before the believers could react, he was knocked around by him. He rushed to the prophet's side in a few steps and grabbed the puppet before the believers could see it.
After reacting, he turned around, ran over and jumped back onto the stone statue.
"Ah, Lord Prophet." "Hurry up, Lord Prophet." It was almost noon now, and the believers had densely filled the grassland. The tsunami-like shouts made Asa's ears hurt. But he didn't do anything.
Worrying, he had been thinking since last night that it would be best to expose the puppet created by the Necromancer to everyone. He always thought that the Necromancer would probably not let this puppet who exposed the secret appear again, but he did not expect that now he himself
Drilled out.
The feeling of grabbing the prophet's body was like pinching a ball of mud. When he looked closely, he found that there was still corpse water flowing down the majestic and solemn features. His skin began to look like decay at the slightest touch.
It festered like see-through cloth, and its silver-white beard and hair fell off in handfuls. It seemed that the lifespan of this puppet had indeed come to an end.
Asa grabbed the prophet's clothes and pushed him forward, half lifting him in his hands, and shouted: "You all look at this, this is the prophet you have always respected. He was actually created by the Necromancer
puppet."
But I didn't expect that this corpse that was about to disintegrate could still speak. Not only could it speak, but it was still so loud and solemn, and the words it spoke were even more wonderful. Each sentence pushed Asa to the end: "He has become like a man who polluted us.
The statue has used evil spells on me, and I will die immediately. But please don’t waver because of my death. The miracle of the God of Nature will still be shown to you at noon, and will still lead you into heaven.
In the realm of human unity, please stick to your beliefs..." The rest of the words have become like the snort of a goose, and its throat is finally completely rotten. With a plop, the prophet's
The arm fell off from the shoulder. Asa lost his hand, and the prophet's almost rotten body fell to the ground and fell into pieces. The insects lurking in his body scattered and crawled away.
Such a strange death made the impact of the prophet's last words even greater. The believers on the entire grassland began to boil, and countless stones and mud flew towards Asa. Soon the whole scene fell into extreme chaos.
The situation was over. A chaotic fight began. The believers tried their best to grab the weapons. As soon as they grabbed the weapons, they immediately attacked the soldiers. Even if they didn't grab the weapons, they used their fists, feet and weapons with all their strength.
Teeth. When faced with the number of crazy believers who were several times their number, the soldiers had already forgotten Asa's orders. At first they just waved their weapons in self-defense, and then they attacked any believers who came close to them.
Crazy slashing and killing...
Asa looked at the scene under his feet anxiously but helplessly. Under the clear sunshine, the whole world seemed to be going crazy. The screams and shouts of killing filled the grassland deafeningly. At a glance, it was densely packed like ants.
The crowds were biting and fighting with each other.
More and more believers were gathering, and the local magistrate was obviously helpless in the face of tens of thousands of believers. Asa knew that there were more believers gathering under these stone statues outside the grassland, and they sat down and waited.
He was being eaten. He looked around at a loss when a stone flew and hit him in the back of the head. He was dizzy and almost made him fall.
Suddenly, a strange noise came from the forest. It was not obvious at first, but soon everyone on the grass heard it.
This was a very dull sound, like the sound of many heavy objects hitting each other, slowly moving from the depths of the forest towards the grassland, and even the ground began to tremble slightly. There had never been any sound in the forest of the God of Nature.
When such a strange movement occurred, many believers stopped killing and looked toward the forest.
The sound got closer and closer. When the thing that made the sound appeared at the edge of the forest, even every soldier stopped what he was doing. Everyone looked at the huge tree-like giants walking in dumbfounded eyes.
Moving his feet, he walked out step by step.
"This is a miracle of the God of Nature!" One of the believers shouted out self-righteously first. All the believers sat down on the spot, and some even started to kneel down. The remaining soldiers stood and watched inexplicably.
But these tree giants did not show any concern for the worship and respect of these humans. They walked towards the stone statues step by step as if it was very difficult.
The believers were still kneeling and sitting devoutly at first, but until some believers screamed under the footsteps of the dead tree guards, the believers saw how their comrades turned into puddles of mud under the feet of their idols.
Only then did they start to wake up a little, and the believers who stayed on the path of the deadwood guard fled in a hurry.
The farther away from the Whispering Forest, the stiffer and sluggish the movements of the Deadwood Guards became, and every move was very laborious. They moved step by step to the side of the stone statues, waving their wooden arms to hit these silent sculptures. Bump, bump, bump.
Amidst the muffled sound, everyone looked at it in shock. This was completely beyond their expectations and beyond their ability to understand.
"Okay." Asa was the only one shouting happily. He didn't expect that such a turn of events would occur when he was almost desperate. If he could, he really wanted to hug Luya and kiss her little face.
A deadwood guard was walking towards the stone statue where he was. Asa was afraid of harming the fish in the pond, so he hurriedly jumped off the stone statue.
Although the movement of the deadwood guard seemed very laborious, the force of the blow was still beyond the imagination of humans. Several stone statues had begun to break, and black sewage also oozed out, emitting a suffocating stench.
Despite being attacked like this, the stone statues still did not move at all. Asa looked up at the sky and saw that it was almost noon.
Bang, a stone statue was finally completely shattered by the attack of the deadwood guards. The attacks of the deadwood guards continued. Seeing that all these things were about to be destroyed, the plan of the two necromancers was about to go bankrupt.
A burst of sound came from a corner of the crowd, as if a person with unclear speech was singing out of tune. This strange sound stood out among the believers who were all shocked and speechless.
Following this sound, the stone statues finally moved. But it was completely different from the rapid movements last night. The movement and behavior of the stone statues seemed to be more laborious and slower than those of the dead tree guards, as if they were all suffering from a stroke due to old age.
Like an old man, he moved his stiff limbs backwards stiffly, trying to avoid the attacks of the dead tree guards.
"Everyone, get out of my way." Asa yelled, pushing the stunned believers around and rushing left and right in the crowd, looking for the person who made the weird noise. He knew that this was the person who died last night.
The spiritual mage is mixing in the crowd and controlling the gargoyles, and the slow and laborious movement of these gargoyles is a manifestation of the lack of magical power. As long as the manipulator is caught and eliminated, everything will be easy to solve.
The deadwood guards chased the slower gargoyles at a slow pace. When they caught up, they continued to knock with thick wooden branches to make a muffled sound. Several more gargoyles had black liquid oozing from their bodies.
Liquid. But as we get further away from the Whispering Forest, the Deadwood Guard moves slower, and the distance from the Gargoyle gradually widens.
Asa finally found out. In the crowd, an old man with an ordinary appearance and ordinary clothes was kneeling on the ground with open hands and chanting the weird mantra. He shouted: "Get away from everyone around you." He flew towards the old man.
Pounce on it.
The old man opened his eyes suddenly, a pair of cloudy eyes full of piercing sparkle. He jumped up from the ground with an agility that was incompatible with his age, casually stretched out his hand and grabbed a believer next to him and threw it towards Asa.
When the believer just flew out, he screamed for a while, and his hands and feet twitched in the air, but then there was no sound.
Asa hurriedly jumped to the side and rolled away. He used all his strength and embarrassment to avoid the oncoming cultist. He did not dare to fly up bravely and kick or knock away or even catch.
, he had seen such a trick from Sandro.
The cultist who was used as a weapon hit the cultivator behind, and his body split open, and black juice splashed out. The cultivators who were stuck to their bodies screamed and rolled on the ground.
He knew that he was far from being able to fight the Necromancer with magic and had to fight in close quarters. In just a few steps, Asa rushed in front of the old man and punched out.
The old man stepped back, floated upward, and suddenly rose into the air, then floated more than ten meters in the air and stared at Asa.
Flying is one of the most advanced air magics, and there are not very few people who can use it. Almost every magician who has mastered this kind of magic that transcends the rules of human behavior will add a big character in front of his name. But if they
If you can see this old man silently gesticulating, not making any spells, not chanting, and using this most advanced magic as casually and naturally as the lowest-end mass merchandise, I am afraid that most of them will automatically hide their names and start over as magic apprentices again.
Asa didn't care about this. He opened his hand and fired a fireball with all his strength, roaring towards the Necromancer in the air.
The old man just fluttered like a feather, and the huge fireball, which was enough to turn him into minced meat, just flew past one meter away from his body. His judgment of the fireball and his control of his own movements were both amazing, as if
It was just like a ball gently thrown by a child.
But the old man was not at all proud of this effortless dodge, and his face was full of anger and anxiety. Because he had to distract himself to use the flying technique to dodge, the movement of the gargoyle had completely stopped, and the deadwood guard caught up again.
Continue to attack the gargoyles that are mostly scarred.
Asa was not in a hurry and stared intently at the Necromancer above. Moving so many huge stone statues was by no means an easy task. As long as he still maintained his flying skills, he would never be able to control the gargoyles again.
The beating sounds of the deadwood guards continued, and the stench of juice emanating from the bodies of the gargoyles became stronger and stronger in the air. With two karaokes, two more gargoyles were shattered. The annihilation of these gargoyles was just
It's just a matter of time.
But just when victory was in sight, all the movements of the deadwood guards suddenly stopped. As if they had received silent orders, these huge wooden lumps all turned around and walked slowly back into the Whispering Forest.
Asa looked at the departure of these allies in astonishment. He didn't understand what was going on. Seeing this inexplicable change, even the necromancer in the air looked surprised, but more of it was a surprise.
The sun was shining brightly, and it was noon.
The Necromancer was still floating in the air, but the gargoyles all started to move.
In the Whispering Forest, two elves forcibly pulled Lua out of the Sunwell. Elder Kelan put his hand into the well water and summoned the Deadwood Guard.
"It's just a little short of destroying those evil things, which may endanger us and the entire Whispering Forest." Luya struggled, but the two elves held her tightly.
"No need to say more. Do you know how serious the clan rules you have violated? No elf in history has dared to command the deadwood guards to walk out of the Whispering Forest without authorization, and exposed it to thousands of humans." Elder Kelan slowly said
Shaking his head, a strong expression appeared on his face for the first time. "There is no need to go through the judgment of the Presbyterian Council. Such a serious crime can only be punished with the heaviest punishment - you will be expelled from the Whispering Forest forever. It will be executed immediately.