The author has something to say: Pay attention! The values of Isis in this chapter are wrong! Isis is not a human! She is a real devil! His justice is wrong! His behavior is wrong! We must criticize! All behaviors that deliberately hurt others or even take their lives must be severely punished! ! ! Screaming at the top of one's lungs jg
Novels are not reality! The world in this chapter is also fake! It's like killing people in a game! Don't associate it with reality! ! ! !
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Oh, how miserable, tortured by the desire to survive, please take a look, the reviewer: this world is a game, those who died are all virtual individuals, and the historical background is the Western medieval war. This kind of behavior will be criticized later.
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Muah!
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The knights' company rushed down the hill with Death's call.
On the gloomy battlefield filled with flames and blood, this cavalry was like a shining arrow. Led by Isis's mount, several neatly-armored war horses were lined up diagonally behind them. Both the war horses and the knights wore neat armor that shone in the sun. Their formation was neat and compact, like rows of interlocking chains woven into a huge chain mail.
Even the gods in mythology would favor such an army, because they look so righteous, as if all the virtues of chivalry could be imposed on them and practiced on the battlefield. They look like an army that will protect the weak, respect women, be loyal to their lord and advocate glorious duels.
...but it's all just appearance.
Only at this moment did this cavalry of light maintain the bright justice that was similar to their appearance.
The moment they charged into the battlefield, the cavalry revealed their true colors.
Everyone raised their weapons with the same quick movement, and then blood and flesh splattered everywhere, broken limbs flew everywhere, and the bright armor was soaked with fresh blood in an instant. They were an indomitable divine weapon, and no one survived wherever they passed.
It was as if the arrows were soaked in blood. The army completed the transformation in such a short time. It seemed like just a moment. They suddenly changed from knights representing heaven to patrols in purgatory.
Su Yun was also a little surprised at this moment, but then he reacted -
That's right, this is Isis' justice.
Su Yun looked at the front of the team and easily found
Isis was at the point where the arrow was sharpest, and where the killing began. The knight holding the lance high was obviously enjoying it. His blade could easily tear apart anyone who stood in his way. Blood and flesh splattered on his face without a helmet. He...
Isis was smiling, a carefree and wanton smile, with the corners of her lips raised high. Every time her spear pierced through the flesh of a living person, she would reveal an expression of satisfaction and pleasure. Isis's original face should have been very beautiful, but now it looked so twisted and crazy.
Killing made him so addicted.
Su Yun had seen many expressions of Isis, and he had also seen many smiles of this Knight of Light, but all of those smiles were bright and warm, reminiscent of all beautiful things, such as sunshine and rain, and bonfires on cold nights.
Isis has always been like this, so much so that Su Yun would subconsciously ignore his identity.
Isis was... was his creation, the embodiment of plague.
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The fight lasted until sunset.
The battle became completely one-sided in the end. The defenders hurriedly called back the remaining soldiers outside the city. Perhaps they still pinned their hopes on the city walls? After all, this was an ancient fortress that had persisted for hundreds of years and had repelled dozens of enemy invasions. So people firmly believed that this time would be the same.
However, this ancient fortress can only resist the invasion of enemy "people".
The first to suffer were the remaining troops outside the city.
The remaining soldiers fled for their lives. The panicked defenders were afraid of the army that was advancing forward on the plain, so they closed the city gates without saying a word and intercepted some of their colleagues outside the city walls. These abandoned remaining troops became the first sacrifices to death. They were slaughtered like pigs and cattle under the city walls, and all of them were beheaded in just a few minutes.
Next comes the most difficult to conquer city wall.
The corpses of the dead were piled up under the city wall, and the fresh flesh and blood were crushed by the thrown boulders. The stones trapped in the flesh and bones were soon piled up with new corpses, layer upon layer, endlessly.
Crazy people climbed and fought in the sea of blood and corpses. Flames ignited the fluttering heraldic flags. Stones were thrown into the city walls, leaving eye-catching and eerie holes. When there were no more falling rocks on the deserted city walls and no more flags on the bare flagpoles, this battle finally came to an end.
The sun was setting, and the broken
The fortress faced away from the glow of the setting sun, like a corpse still standing after death, its flesh and blood having long been hollowed out, leaving only a lonely skeleton.
The war was over, and the new sect won a complete victory. Su Yun rode his horse slowly down the hill. The tall horse, the incarnation of dead souls, moved leisurely among the mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Among the flesh and blood on the ground were knights with butcher knives raised high. They had dismounted long ago and were searching through corpses everywhere, not letting go of any survivors.
This is the justice of Isis. She will not allow anyone to escape death. No matter which side they belong to, all those who participate in the war will hand their lives over to the devil, and their only end is eternal peace.
Su Yun looked at these knights composed of the gods' servants. They were wearing armor stained red with blood, their bodies were covered with pieces of flesh, their expressions were focused and crazy, they threw down their rolled swords and pulled new weapons from the bodies of the dead, just like a group of zombies, searching for prey that had not yet died in the remaining smoke of the battlefield.
Su Yun's horse gradually passed through this purgatory and he had arrived at the foot of the towering city wall. The blood-red sunset shone from behind the city wall and the mountain of corpses, giving the bloody and terrifying fortress skeleton an orange-red glow again.
A huge hole was opened in the city wall here, and countless corpses were lying between the broken bricks and stones. The red bricks were stained with blood, and the foul smell filled every space, like the last howl of the wronged souls.
Su Yun saw countless points of light, some dim and some bright. They were souls rising in the sunset. They ended their miserable lives, but they were not happy or at peace because of it.
They don't want to die, even though they know they will go to heaven after dying fighting for the Lord, even though they carry the desire for victory of their relatives and friends, even though they are avoiding the plague or the punishment for original sin... they still don't want to die.
Su Yun stopped his horse, dismounted, and looked up at the sky dyed red by the setting sun.
What is death? Death is eternal peace, the annihilation of consciousness, and the extinction of existence. This is the death that all life fears, and only by fearing death can one realize the preciousness of life.
The neighing of the warhorse drew Su Yun's attention back. He lowered his head and looked in the direction of the city wall. In front of the towering wall facing away from the light, there was a mountain of corpses. On the hill stood a knight with his back to the setting sun.
He was not wearing a helmet, and he had a spear on his back. When the setting sun coincided with his back, the spear pierced the sun.
It seems that the scarlet sky is all because of the scorching sun
The blood that flowed out after being chopped into pieces.
The knight was holding a black and red bowl in his hand. Something seemed to be flowing out of the bowl-like object. Was it wine? Blood? Brain matter? Or a mixture of them?
The knight held it high, as if he was toasting the countless souls floating up. Then he held the bowl and bowed slightly to the corpses on the ground. Finally, he drank the liquid in the bowl.
The knight drank the wine of death and put down the bloody vessel in his hand. When he raised his head again, there was only a smile of tenderness and relief in his emerald eyes.
When he saw Su Yun, he opened his arms as if he wanted to completely reveal himself to God the Father.
Su Yun once again realized that Isis was infected with a prion virus with lesions in the brain, a plague with a 100% mortality rate.
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The knight on the mountain of corpses slowly walked down his territory, and as he moved away from the top step by step, his body also underwent drastic changes.
Su Yun was not unfamiliar with this process.
He had seen it too many times before, but at that time it was the appearance of the devil, the self-explosion of the bone snake, and the confession of the lion scorpion. But this time, it was finally the turn of twisted justice.
The first thing to change was the lower half of the knight's body. The human limbs began to twist, and thick joints grew out abruptly. They pulled at the flesh and skin, rising and falling like the roots of an ancient tree. The excessive speed even broke the skin, but... that was no longer human skin.
The brown-black skin, similar to thick leather, is attached to the bones and is constantly changing with the new joints. It grows outside the strong limbs, covering the smooth horse body, blending with the pure black fur covering it, and flashing a dark red luster under the blood-like sunset.
Horses are very beautiful animals. They are agile and swift, strong and brave, but the tall, chimeric monster in front of Su Yun at this moment has absolutely nothing to do with these adjectives. He has seen many horses before, but when he looked at Isis in front of him, he found that he could not describe it in words.
The upper half of the body is human, and the lower half is a horse, but this is not a real horse. It is a hundred times more ferocious than an ordinary horse. What he is wearing is no longer armor made of steel, but countless connected pale white bones. Leather is stretched between these skeletons and armors. One can tell where they came from without thinking.
This well-arranged decoration does not look out of place on the monster.
And the upper body... the same corpse armor wrapped
The centaur's body was that of a human. His originally gentle flaxen hair was now scattered like a horse's mane. Strange patterns appeared on his broad chest, veins bulged on his thick arms, and a long spear lay quietly behind him.
When Isis stepped from the mountain of corpses into the low sea of blood, he had completed all the changes, completely and thoroughly, from a righteous and sunny knight to a bloodthirsty and crazy monster.
He is a whole, and there is no discomfort on his body caused by the integration. The real him is like this. He is a monster who distorts the axioms and follows the so-called justice.
The horse's hooves trampled in the smelly blood, splashing dirty ripples. The monster slowly walked towards his father God, as if he was on a pilgrimage and an audience, or as if he was confessing himself and accepting his punishment.
When the horse walked in front of Su Yun, his front knees bent at the same time, and he knelt down in the mud and blood. A slight sound exploded in Su Yun's ears, as if it was the sound of blood splashing, but it didn't matter at the moment.
"My God." The monster raised his head. His eyes were still emerald green, but now stained with the red of blood and fire. "My God, am I still qualified to fight for you?"
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