"Run!"
"Help!"
The defenders, who had no will to fight, were routed by the undead army.
They screamed and scattered in all directions, only to be rushed up by countless skeleton warriors who turned them into their own allies with a single blow.
Ironwall City, as one of the major cities in Hilank, should not have been in such a sorry state.
Unfortunately, the high-ranking officials of the seven major temples' branch halls and the powerful figures of the city lord's mansion were only concerned with fleeing and offered no resistance whatsoever. Lacking elite forces and inferior in both quantity and quality, the defending army collapsed at the first encounter.
Among them, the demigod-level skeleton performed the best. It snatched a two-meter-long sword from someone and charged into the enemy ranks with a whirlwind slash. Even some well-equipped warriors were no match for it.
Looking at the skeletons scattered on the ground, it excitedly scanned them, selecting the ones with the best appearance and quality to install on its body, quickly transforming from a broken skeleton into a handsome skeleton.
But suddenly, it stopped in front of a corpse, its eerie fire flashing violently in its eye sockets, and a human-like rage appeared on its fleshless face.
It was a well-preserved corpse, with hardly any wounds. However, blood of different smells stained various parts of the body, creating the illusion of serious injuries.
How dare they play dead in front of an undead being!
And you're still pretending to be so careless!
Damn it, this is a desecration of the dignity of a dead life, unforgivable!
Bang!
It stomped the ground hard, and the corpse that was pretending to be dead was thrown into the air, unable to suppress a cry of surprise.
Judging from the face that was revealed, it was the squad leader who had previously caused trouble for the Church of Holy Light.
He rushed over after receiving orders and witnessed the rampage of the undead army. He was so frightened that he scraped some blood from other corpses and pretended to be dead, but he was still discovered.
"Spare me..."
Before he could finish speaking, the two-meter-long broadsword slashed back and forth, making hundreds of cuts in an instant.
The blood and flesh scattered everywhere, just like the torn sacred texts that had been shattered earlier.
So divine punishment really does exist...
The squad leader's faint, almost imperceptible soul reappeared in the spot. Gazing at his shattered body, he suddenly remembered what the church priest had said earlier.
Before they could even marvel at this, a powerful suction force pulled them in, and they could vaguely see countless souls flying towards a certain place.
Soon they will realize that death is merely the beginning of their working life.
Meanwhile, with the city's defense forces submerged in the sea of the dead, Ironwall City was powerless to resist.
Led by a horde of abominations, hordes of skeleton warriors surged into the streets.
The first to be affected were the branch temples of the seven temples.
The abandoned temple deacons and ordinary people hid in fear behind the barrier, praying incessantly to the gods.
But the gods did not respond to them.
The magical barrier, which had been in place for a long time, shattered under the corrosive airflow and continuous slashing.
One by one, the statues were crushed and pushed over by the abhorrent, enormous bodies, shattering into pieces on the ground.
"No...don't kill me, I'm willing to surrender!"
These usually arrogant temple deacons were kneeling on the ground, desperately begging for mercy.
There was another ruthless individual who took out a dagger and cut off his own flesh, attempting to disguise himself as a skeleton warrior and infiltrate the enemy camp.
Unfortunately, before he could deliver the third blow, he died from excessive blood loss.
A skeleton mage timely summoned a skeleton from the corpse, fulfilling his lifelong dream.
In the chaos, countless undead warriors trampled over the shattered statues, slaying their enemies one by one.
In the realm of the dead, there is no such thing as surrender; only those who become one of their own are worthy of trust.
Soon, the branch temples of the seven great temples in Ironwall were razed to the ground, and the panicked people fled to the only remaining Church of Holy Light.
Many of them witnessed the miracle of the Holy Lord of Light instantly killing the God of Starfire, and regarded it as their only hope.
Outside the Church of Holy Light.
More and more people began to gather, spontaneously kneeling and praying for divine protection.
Meanwhile, some devout believers took out their sacred texts and began to recite them.
A few minutes later, a flurry of footsteps sounded, and a terrifying army of undead surged out from all directions.
"They're here! They're here!"
"God, save us!"
"The Holy Lord has mercy on all living beings..."
Amidst the horrified gazes of the crowd, a skeleton leaped over the devout worshippers and cleaved two people struggling to squeeze in from both sides with a single stroke.
Some quick-witted people immediately realized what was going on.
The wealthy people took out large bags of coins and shouted that they wanted to buy the holy book.
Some people even snatched the scriptures from the hands of believers who were chanting and pretended to be devout as they began to read them.
But it didn't work.
True believers are imbued with the aura of holy light, and no one is more sensitive to this aura than undead creatures.
Besides, you're even holding the book upside down!
Since you're unwilling to believe in the Holy Light even until death, you might as well embrace eternal death.
Soon, all the false believers were eliminated, and the army of the dead retreated as if they couldn't see any other living people.
Those who had escaped with their lives breathed a sigh of relief, their faith in the Holy Lord of Light deepening.
At that moment, a preacher emerged from inside, his smile gentle.
"The Holy Lord of Light will protect every devout believer."
"Under the Holy Light, all evil is powerless."
The sound spread throughout the city under some unknown force, and many people who could not get to the church in time began to pray to the Holy Lord of Light in despair.
"Please have mercy, Holy Lord..."
"We offer our devout faith..."
A miracle occurred: some of the skeleton warriors who had been about to unleash their bone swords abruptly stopped their attacks.
One of them even broke its bone from exerting too much force, but it nonchalantly broke the bone off, put it back on, and turned to look for its next target.
Upon seeing this, the survivors were overjoyed and began to pray even more devoutly. Many believers from other temples also began to switch sides.
Gradually, immense faith power converged from all parts of the city, radiating a faint, holy white light.
Amid cheers, the preacher spoke again:
“Those who praise the name of the Holy Lord will be protected from all evil.”
"Evil spirits, they shall..."
Whoosh!
A black arrow grazed his neck with pinpoint accuracy.
The preacher fell silent.
Oh no, I got so caught up in talking about it that I forgot the lord was still in the city.
He dared not speak recklessly any longer, obediently picked up the sacred text, and began to lead the crowd in reciting it.
"The Holy Lord created all things..."
On the other side, the city lord's mansion.
Those high-ranking officers and elites who attempted to escape have been reduced to corpses and skeletons scattered across the ground.
Standing atop the dragon's head, Sheena angrily withdrew her longbow, her crimson eyes flashing incessantly.
Those useless guys not only know how to take advantage of others, but they also dare to spout nonsense. If it weren't for the fact that they all work for the Emperor, I would have turned him into the evil undead they call him and sent him to the Misty Valley to mine for the rest of his life!
After a long while, she carefully took out a porcelain bottle from her pocket, poured out a sugar pill and put it in her mouth, and immediately felt much better.
Eating sweets can improve your mood; the Emperor was right after all.
“Let’s go, to the next place.” Sheena smiled again and stomped the dragon head at her feet.
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