Lu Jiaqi was carrying a basin of bloody water, which had been spilled by guards who had just been withdrawn from the battlefield.
His arm was corroded by the blood splattered by the monster. To save his life, it had just been amputated without any anesthesia or medical equipment. The surgeon sawed it off with a saw.
She had met the young guard a few times; he had only been married recently, and she wondered how he would make a living after losing his arm.
He was now deathly pale, having fainted from the pain.
The doctor remained expressionless. After finishing all this, he strode out of the tent. There were still many patients; he had no time to waste.
The cries of patients echoed all around the tents. Many had already passed away before the doctor arrived. The servants, after entering, only glanced at them briefly before covering them with white sheets.
They used to cry, but now they've gradually become expressionless and numb.
Lu Jiaqi poured out the bloody water from the basin, which had once been a crystal-clear fishpond, now stained red with blood.
On her way back, she met her mother. The two smiled at each other and then went about their business. She guessed that her mother had come to check on the patients, and that she herself had originally been one of them.
However, she felt she could do more, so she took on these tasks voluntarily.
I wonder what that man is doing now?
A pitch-black figure appeared in Lu Jiaqi's mind.
“Miss, you need help here,” the surgeon’s assistant said, noticing her standing by the roadside.
"They're here." Lu Jiaqi shook her head and hurriedly ran towards the surgeon.
...
"Good timing." Liu Nian was observing the situation around him. Standing on the chariot, he had a wide field of vision, which made it easier for him to take overall control.
The surrounding streets were littered with countless corpses, some of them undead, some of them demons, but mostly the corpses of demons.
Each monster provides him with about two or three hundred experience points, and the amount of experience provided varies depending on the type of monster.
It's not that he has time to think about these things; it's purely out of boredom.
As his skill level and intelligence increased, the effects of his skills became longer and longer, which was originally a good thing, but it also made him increasingly bored.
After using his skills, there was nothing else to do but pay attention to news outside the battlefield.
Fortunately, Tiffany and the flag bearer were also bored. Tiffany was alright, as she could still use the Death Cloud magic, but the flag bearer, like Liu Nian, was just killing time.
Without keeping Liu Nian waiting long, as the number of monsters around them increased and the ravens led by Dahei had to travel a long distance to bring back the monsters, Liu Nian decided to advance into the city.
The last monster was a goat-headed creature from the Blood Clan. Liu Nian recognized them; the scene of being grabbed in mid-air and having blood sucked by a group of vampires was quite rare.
If Liu Nian weren't so afraid of pain, he would have yelled to let go of the sheep-headed man. After all, being held and lifted up by a group of young ladies wasn't unacceptable.
No, the scene was a bit erotic, and Xiao Liu was starting to feel aroused.
Fortunately, Liu Nian regained his senses after seeing the shriveled corpse of the sheep-headed man who had been drained of his life force.
Roses are beautiful, but they have thorns!
However, before proceeding, he saw a familiar pattern inside the collapsed house.
A headless corpse lay sprawled at the gate, its body mangled beyond recognition by the monsters.
Under his remaining hands was a piece of paper with the Eye of Truth drawn on it.
Seeing that he was clutching this piece of paper tightly until his death, one can infer that he thought it could save his life, but unexpectedly it would lead to his demise.
It's those lunatics who call themselves the Eye of Truth again!
Liu Nian instantly thought of the species that called itself a god, Idaril.
This explains it; it wasn't a monster siege, but rather those lunatics performing another sacrificial ritual.
Liu Nian shook off the thought, hoping that He hadn't noticed her.
If that madman were to suddenly become delusional and start staring at us, I'd be in serious trouble. The experience of our last meeting is still fresh in my mind.
Liu Nian now faces two choices: First, ignore the situation and let those poor people die.
What's the value of conscience? Is life more important?
Second, before that madman is released, quickly destroy the altar and end this incident.
Undoubtedly, this is an extremely risky undertaking; one wrong move could cost you your life.
As for why we were certain that the madman hadn't been summoned?
Isn't that obvious? If He were to appear, how could He be so quiet?
Although it looked like a scene of corpses strewn everywhere, it was just a minor spectacle to Him.
If He were there, the scene would be countless times more bloody, and Liu Nian didn't think the Aurora Bacteria Team would just let it go.
Speaking of the mushroom team, he looked at the emblem on his robe in silence. After a struggle with himself, he summoned a raven, tied a note to its leg, and sent it to deliver the message.
The monsters were causing trouble in the city, so it can be deduced that the ritual must have been held in the slums.
This isn't hard to deduce; would you dare to perform a shamanistic act in front of the boss?
Hoping not to encounter Him, Liu Nian walked deeper into the slum with a heavy heart.
Ravens scouted the area and soon made a new discovery: a strange magical fluctuation was detected in one place.
Through the raven's perspective, one can see that there is a familiar Eye of Truth magic circle in that place, and in its center, a portal is quietly opening.
Unlike the green portal of the old-fashioned one, this time the portal is bright yellow, like the smell of flames.
However, the good fortune didn't last long. Before Liu Nian could observe carefully, a shadow arrow shot directly from the shadows inside the room and struck the raven that Liu Nian was possessing.
The raven was blasted apart by magic, and Liu Nian's consciousness was forced back to his body.
"Hiss." After regaining consciousness, Liu Nian gasped in pain, his head feeling as if it had been stabbed with an awl, a sharp, needle-like pain.
I expected there would be guards, usually some crazy people with abnormal minds, but I didn't expect this time it would be an old coin.
Liu Nian rubbed his swollen head, feeling nauseous. "I'll remember this grudge!"
Knowing the direction made things much easier, and Liu Nian led the main force there.
Perhaps because we had ventured deep into the lion's den, the monsters around us were all of much higher level.
Even with their increased level, they are still no match for Liu Nian, considering that Liu Nian has fought against the Greenskins before.
Greenskins are far more powerful than these monsters!
Vampires are truly god-tier units for pioneering new areas; achieving kills without taking damage is entirely thanks to them.
The downside is that these monsters can't summon any valuable units using necromancy. Right now, the third and fourth tier units are steadily taking shape, so he doesn't really need these low-tier summons.
They slaughtered their way through, heading straight for the teleportation portal.
The monster guarding the portal finally couldn't hold back any longer and ran outside. Liu Nian was somewhat surprised to see the familiar face of the monster.
Shouldn't this thing be in the sewer? Who let it out?
...
At the same time, Long Fang, who was reviewing documents in the main tent, also received a report from the guards.
A raven was loitering outside the mushroom camp. After being shot down by the guards, a note was found hidden on its body.
"It has been tested, and there is no poison on the note," the guard reported expressionlessly, holding the note.
Don't underestimate the capabilities of the Cinnabar soldiers; it would be a joke if a raven were to brazenly dart into the fungal camp.
"Bring it here!" Upon hearing this, Long Fang became interested. After receiving the note, the guard wisely withdrew from the tent.
"Interesting." After reading the note in his hand, Long Fang sneered repeatedly.
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