Chapter 466: Three Points of Rage Can Burn Everything

It's winter.

However, the climate in the Kingdom of Lensa is warmer than that in the Kingdom of Frost Moon.

Although it still snows and freezes, it is better than the Frost Moon Kingdom.

The White Kingdom should be covered in snow by now, but the winter in the Kingdom of Lensa is not yet too bitter.

But this is for the two missionaries.

These two northern residents certainly know how to keep warm.

The supplies in the hideout are also given priority to the soldiers working hard outside.

But the villagers were not so lucky.

Due to the lord's order, many villagers were forced to leave their homes and walk across the fields to the town in the cold winter.

The small town wasn't too leaky, but there wasn't much good accommodation for them.

Some people have already frozen to death.

Even if an ordinary villager with nothing is in the territory of the Duke of the Moon, he will not be frozen to death as long as he does not seek death.

Rand will provide them with warm housing or warm clothing. These are of course not free and they have to be repaid with labor later, but they are definitely a thousand times better than freezing to death on the spot.

But in most other parts of the world, it is normal for people to freeze to death in ordinary villages.

Not to mention now, they were forced to move into the city.

Many villagers froze to death on the road.

Now in the city, there are also many people shivering in the cold wind.

"We can't go on like this." After a round of inspection, the missionary of the Newborn Sect found the missionary of the Mother Goddess Sect, "If we continue like this, even if the undead don't come, these villagers may freeze to death."

In fact, the goal has been achieved.

If villagers freeze to death in the city, they will not easily become undead materials as if they freeze to death in the wild.

The teachings of the Mother Goddess Sect and the Firstborn Sect do not explicitly stipulate that a helping hand must be given to the weak.

However, after living in the Dukedom of the Moon for a long time, they have become very unaccustomed to such situations.

They should be used to it. Isn't it normal for the untouchables to freeze to death or starve to death?

"What are you going to do? The lord will definitely not agree to rescue the villagers." The missionary of the Mother Goddess Sect said, "If you want more people to survive, you need some strategies to convince the lord."

"Do you have any ideas?" the aristocratic missionary thought and asked.

“Personally, I think it’s enough to reflect the value of these villagers.”

"The lord must know that only with villagers can the land produce wealth for them."

"Of course, but that doesn't stop the lord from thinking that not many villagers will freeze to death, and that the untouchables don't deserve to use firewood."

"Then how do you plan to reflect the value of the villagers?"

"It's simple, as long as the immediate need is urgent enough."

"What do you mean?"

"The undead are almost at the gate of the city," said the missionary of the Mother Goddess. "The villagers can help defend the city. Although they can't shoot arrows or chop the undead, they can still help the defenders transport supplies. But they can't help with the frozen corpses."

"Okay, I think this plan is good. I'll follow your advice."

Then the two missionaries went to meet the lord.

As expected, the lord did not agree to distribute charcoal to the villagers.

The lord thought that it was enough to lock up the villagers in the city so that these untouchables would not become a force of the undead.

Now you can see wandering undead outside the city.

Apparently the news that the missionary of the Church of the Goddess of Harvest and Health had pledged his life as collateral was true.

This made the lord unwilling to listen to the opinions of the two missionaries, but his attitude was not bad.

This lord actually believed that there really was a goddess of harvest and health.

Rather than some nonsense that Rand came up with.

This world's definition of whether God exists is very simple and does not require debate. It only requires that the divine power of this God really exists.

Only those who can truly use divine power to influence the world can be considered gods, right?

It seems that the power of the Goddess of Harvest and Health is so great.

It can illuminate every ordinary person who practices the holy scriptures and greatly enhance their resistance to diseases.

Now it is even possible to issue oracles directly to inform missionaries of important messages.

Judging from these two points alone, he is indeed a powerful god.

However, without more information, it is impossible to determine whether these manifestations of divine power are disguised as some evil forces.

Throughout the ages, there has only been one true god, the Torch Goddess. It is still worth being vigilant about gods that suddenly appear and are suspected to be true gods.

It takes a lot of observation.

"The undead will attack the city in the next two days." The missionary of the Church of the Goddess of Harvest and Health said, "Those villagers can help defend the city, such as transporting supplies..."

The lord agreed immediately.

He had originally followed the prince to the Kingdom of Bolen for support, and he had experienced the horror of the undead firsthand.

After coming back, he couldn't sleep well for countless days and nights.

Thinking about it this way, it is indeed possible to let the untouchables live longer, so that they can be requisitioned to repair the city walls later: "That's it, I will arrange for someone to give them some firewood or charcoal."

The two missionaries left.

"It seems that the plan was successful." said the missionary of the Mother Goddess Sect.

"Well, the next thing is to deal with the undead. I don't know if we can go back alive to report." The Novice missionary looked into the distance with his emerald eyes.

This is just a small town.

The city walls are made of rough stones.

The army of the undead is approaching.

If Rand were here, he would also quote a line from an ancient poem: Dark clouds press down on the city, threatening to destroy it.

The two missionaries were actually not afraid of death and were willing to sacrifice their lives for their cause.

But that doesn't mean they don't want to live.

If you live long enough, you will surely see the Dukedom of the Moon Phase become better and stronger.

However, for now they still plan to be a nail here to prevent the power of the undead from spreading further.

Their individual fighting power is not very strong, at least it is definitely not enough to influence the outcome of a battle.

However, as long as they stay in this city, they can at least have some influence on the soldiers and nobles here.

After the sun rises and sets.

The snow and wind were raging.

The army of the undead.

In fact, the Scourge Bishop who commanded the undead army was very confused.

Along the way, there are only some small villages in the valleys with some villagers.

Otherwise, you will only encounter some bandits and cultists from other sects along the way.

The villages are basically deserted.

Some villages do keep some livestock, but not many.

From the starting city all the way here, the Undead Army has not expanded at all. Instead, it has suffered a lot of losses because the roads are difficult to travel on.

"What's going on? Why is there no one in the village?" a Scourge Bishop roared in frustration.

"Could it be that there are actually not many people left in the Kingdom of Lensa?" a Death Knight speculated.

"What a joke! We sent people to check out these villages, and found that many of them still had signs of life, indicating that they had just left not long ago." Another Bishop of the Scourge made an analysis.

"What exactly is that..." asked the Death Knight.

The commander of the Undead Army said: "They got the news in advance and retreated early."

“How on earth is this done?”

"Unknown." The commander of the Undead Army also had a gloomy expression. "But there are still people in the city. We just need to enter the city. Everyone, prepare to attack!"

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The top leaders of the Scourge Cult didn't think too much about it.

This couldn't be the work of a mole, because it's impossible for a mole to pass on information at such a speed. Almost all the villages nearby have evacuated their villagers.

There was no point in overthinking it now.

Since the Tide of the Undead began, too many strange things have happened, and this is no different.

It’s okay as long as humans don’t disappear out of thin air. The city not far away is the target.

As long as the city is destroyed, the undead army's strength can be naturally replenished.

But they have to speed up, because now they are making their last stand and the scale is huge. According to usual practice, it is very likely that the Duke of the Moon, Rand, will jump out and punch them.

Now they had to believe that the previous Archbishop of the Scourge had made the correct judgment that Duke Rand of the Moon was the number one enemy of the Scourge and must be eliminated in time.

Unfortunately, that attack failed to destroy Rand, and the Archbishop of Scourge remained there forever.

It's so hateful.

It is completely understandable that humans hate cults and the undead.

But it is still too difficult to understand why someone like Rand would sacrifice his personal interests and stare at the undead with disgust.

This is the extent of the blood feud.

So now they have to speed up the siege.

There is only a small town in front of me. Although the power of my hand bones cannot be used for a short time, it should still be enough.

…

At this time, Rand had arrived at the starting city of the undead.

The current communication equipment is still very primitive. Rand only knows that there is an undead disaster, but no other information is known.

I found this place with the help of Crow Coke, and I searched for a long time.

"Let's go into the city, maybe there are some clues." Rand said.

He came in person.

Now is a rare opportunity.

Due to the successful promotion of the previous plan, it became much more convenient for Rand's people to enter and exit the Kingdom of Lensa and the Kingdom of Bolun.

Rand came here this time to ensure that the plan went smoothly and to prevent the undead from finding any opportunity to make a comeback.

To be honest, the fact that the territory's vibration communication device actually transmitted such news still cast a shadow on his heart.

Of course, another purpose is to find the "treasure".

This is a treasure that even the Blue King desires. Its importance is self-evident.

Rand may not need it, but holding it in hand is equivalent to having a lot more chips.

The Dukedom of the Moon Phase is not an ant that can be killed by the Blue King with one finger, so even if he can't bear the pressure and is forced to return it, he can still gain some benefits.

Although if the Blue King really intended to help Grand Duke Vladimir perform a sacrifice, Rand would have to fight to the death and seek help from the White King.

Rand's men quickly entered the city.

The city is dead and silent as a tomb.

The once bustling streets are now deserted, leaving only desolation and ruin. The wind blows through the broken walls, making a wailing sound, as if playing a dirge for the lost lives.

The once magnificent buildings, exquisite shops, and bustling squares are now covered in a layer of dead gray. The walls are left with traces of battle, deep claw marks, and charred fire marks, telling of the horrific disaster. Occasionally, you can see some corpses that have not yet completely decayed, but are too broken to be revived. The twisted postures and terrified expressions solidify their despair before death.

The air was filled with a rotten smell, the smell of death. Crows circled in the sky, making hoarse cries, adding a bit of gloom to this dead city. They landed on the corpses, pecking at the remaining flesh and blood, and their black feathers flashed a strange light in the sun.

Rand had long been accustomed to the tragic scenes after the war.

Faced with stench and blood, Rand was able to remain calm.

After leading the team in the city for a while.

Coke hovering in the sky found its target.

Beneath the blackened remains of the building, Rand could still make out the church's emblem.

Entering the wreckage of the building, two bodies can be seen.

And a broken device that fell to the ground.

The vibration communication device was split in two, with traces of green flames still remaining on it.

As for the two bodies.

A corpse looked to be in his early twenties, lying face up in the rubble. His clothes were still intact, vaguely recognizable as the uniform of the Torch Church's nascent sect. His throat was completely cut by some sharp weapon, forming a huge, hideous wound that almost separated his head from his body. The blood had long since drained out, and the skin around the wound was a pale white, in stark contrast to his face distorted by pain. His eyes were wide open, his pupils were dilated, and his eyes were full of reluctance and anger. His left hand was tightly grasping a broken sword handle, his knuckles were white from exerting force, and it was obvious that he had fought to the last moment.

The other two bodies were about the same age as the first one. They were lying in a narrow alley with their bodies twisted in a strange way. Their spines seemed to have been broken by some huge force, and their entire bodies were bent backwards at an impossible angle, which was chilling. Their legs were cut off at the knees and scattered not far away. The cuts were uneven, as if they were forcibly cut off by some blunt instrument. Their bodies were covered with various wounds, some of which were so deep that the bones could be seen, and some were bloody and fleshy. It can be seen that they had suffered extremely cruel abuse before their death.

Two missionaries were brutally murdered while guarding the vibration communication device.

Since Rand came into this world, many warriors have died fighting for his goals.

But being slaughtered like this still made Rand furious.

Rand and the undead have a lot of hatred.

The hatred has now intensified.

There is no point in saying this, because the two sides are fighting to the death.

However, if possible, Rand plans to capture more undead alive next time.

Rand wasn't very good at torture.

But he thought he could give it a try to see if the Mother Goddess wanted these ugly things.

I think these Scourge believers all hope to go to the kingdom of God of the Scourge Apostles.

But now Rand intends to send them to the Mother Goddess.

"Let's collect the corpse. It's unlikely that it will be revived as a spirit. We can bring it back to the sanctuary and burn it later."

Rand turned back with a few guards.

"It hasn't been long since the undead left here, let's kill them first!"

(End of this chapter)