Chapter 150 Then I Will Be Your Army
It's a mess. Everything is a mess.
For the Lyrans, this was undoubtedly a night they would never forget.
In the first half of the night, they were still celebrating, preparing to welcome the arrival of a new era and to bid farewell to the old gods.
But in the second half of the night, everything changed.
The fireworks were over, but the fire did not stop. It was still burning wildly, but what was burning was not the gunpowder, but the bodies of the Lyrans and their absurd and crazy fantasies.
They watched helplessly as one gear train after another collided on the tracks, as one prosthetic limb after another lost control and killed its owner, and as people covered in flames rushed out of the ruins and fell to the ground screaming.
Everything seemed like the end of the world.
But the first half of the night was still full of hope for the future.
In such despair and fear, the Lyrans all headed towards the Tower of Babel, which had been their spiritual home for thousands of years.
That tower built the city, that tower brought order and stability.
And now, everything is being destroyed, so people are leaning towards the tower again, as if it is an instinct.
But it was not until they got closer that they discovered that the giant tower that had stood for thousands of years was now tottering in front of the approaching morning light, as if it could collapse at any time.
“Back off! Back off!”
Chalmers yelled at the surging crowd at the top of his voice.
"Don't go any further!"
The Skeleton Knights regrouped and tried to form a human wall, but their bodies were too thin in the face of such a large number, like a piece of thin paper that could be pierced at any time.
But there was no way, they could only hold on here and prevent people from moving forward.
Because they knew very well what the current situation was inside the Tower of Babel.
Their venerable Bishop of Babel has gone mad.
Regardless of whether he is crazy mentally or not, he is already crazy in his behavior.
He has transformed into a monster more terrifying than the one in the Abyss, and in an instant he wiped out a full army of Devil Knights.
Therefore, if these unarmed civilians were allowed to rush in, the consequences would obviously be disastrous.
However, facing a population of this magnitude, it is too difficult for them alone. Even if they shout at the top of their lungs and let the people in the front row hear them, it will be of no use, because those in the back cannot hear them. They will still squeeze to the front desperately, pushing the people in the front row into the collapsing Tower of Babel like waves.
"Where are the Devil's troops!" a squad leader yelled at Chalmers, "Where are they?!"
"On their way." Chalmers could only shout in response. He felt that his throat was like burning paper. "They are facing a lot of trouble. They are trying their best to come here."
"I just hope they can get here before we get trampled to death by these guys!" the team leader said, "Why are they still going forward?! Can't they see that the Tower of Babel is in trouble?!"
...Yeah, why should we rush forward?
Chalmers looked again at the people surging like a tide in front of him, and for a moment his expression was a little complicated.
As a Skeleton Knight, he is different from most Lyrans. He has visited other churches, experienced the customs and people of different places, and has a certain understanding of the outside world.
But the vast majority of the Lyrans did not.
In their eyes, the world is very simple. The only simple thing is the city of Lyra and the wasteland outside the city.
So when such an accident happened, they didn't think of running away, but subconsciously moved towards the Tower of Babel, the most dangerous place.
Because in the hearts of most Lyrans, the Tower of Babel is the safest and most important place, and leaving Lyra is almost not an option that appears in their minds.
It is obvious that nothing will happen as long as you leave the city, but no one wants to leave the city.
This is simply... a disaster designed specifically for Lyra.
"What the hell are you thinking!" The roar of another captain woke Chamos from his trance, "Your hands are about to loosen!"
Only then did Chalmers notice that his hand, which was holding the other person, was about to be separated by the crowd.
"We can't go on like this!" Chalmers also shouted to another captain, "We must find a way to let them know that it's not safe here, and it's safest to leave the city!"
"I agree with you! So how do you let them know that?!"
Before Chalmers could say anything, he saw a skeleton knight finally unable to hold on and was rushed to the ground by the crowd. Dozens of people instantly stepped on his body and ran towards the Tower of Babel.
The skeleton knight also became motionless in an instant.
"Damn it! Cotton!!" The fallen Skeleton Knight was the subordinate of this squad leader. The scene before him almost made him bite his teeth to pieces. "You beasts..."
Before they could finish their words, they heard a series of muffled noises.
They immediately turned their heads and saw the dozens of people who had rushed to the Tower of Babel. Suddenly, they burst like balloons pierced by needles, with their internal organs shattered all over the ground.
Everyone was stunned.
Then they saw the Tower of Babel shaking even more violently, and countless fragments fell off the top of the tower.
Like a stirring embryo.
It also looks like a giant egg about to break out of its shell.
…
pain,
it hurts.
Oliver felt like his soul was being torn apart.
He had never experienced anything like this before.
Is this the result of being caught up in the battle between the gods?
After obtaining a part of Lyra's divine power, Oliver always thought that he could be considered a small demigod, but when he was really involved in the fight between Lyra and the New Gods, he realized how naive he was.
The fight between gods, even if it was just two broken gods, the aftermath was enough to crush him.
He wanted to withdraw, but it was too late.
He was briefly connected to the New God.
He had the power of God, the vision of God, and the...desire of God.
That name is rebirth and the desire for eternal life.
Oliver closed his eyes.
The strong desire tore at his nerves wantonly, causing him to moan in extreme pain, making sounds that were completely unlike those of a human.
He (Him) could no longer bear it.
No matter what posture,
He wants them all.
Coming.
…
"roar!!!!"
The giant tower connecting heaven and earth finally cracked and collapsed.
Under the gaze of everyone, a majestic figure emerged from the broken giant tower.
He was like a skinned monster, with only glaring red blood and flesh all over his body.
Then He opened His huge mouth that looked like it was cut by a pair of scissors and pointed it at the sky where a little glow of light could be seen.
then,
"roar!!!"
Hundred-meter-high flames gushed out from His huge mouth, quickly forming a pillar of fire that seemed to be able to pierce through the sky and earth.
The flames that reached the sky set the night sky on fire, and the heat waves it created quickly evaporated the dozens of knights and civilians closest to the Tower of Babel.
Then people saw streams of fire falling from the sky.
It was raining fire from the sky.
The flames set Lyra ablaze.
At this moment, people finally understood.
What is despair.
…
"…What is that?"
Ina stared blankly at the angry beast under the huge flames.
Not only her, but also the Devil Knights she brought for support were all stunned.
What on earth is that?
Although everyone has the answer in their hearts, they still can't believe that it is true.
Before today, the most dangerous thing they had ever seen was the giant pollutant in the abyss, but compared with the angry beast in front of them, the giant pollutant was simply a joke.
Just by looking at the angry beast from afar, they felt a strong sense of palpitations, as if they would die from a broken heart in the next second.
That angry beast...
No.
Ina tightly grasped the hilt of the Blazing Sword and tried her best to suppress the trembling of her body.
That's not some angry beast.
Using the word "beast" to describe it is the greatest insult.
Without a doubt, it was... God.
Although I don't know which one it is, there is no doubt that it is one of them.
He still woke up.
He woke up when they least wanted to see him. The rain of fire that seemed to set the entire Lyra on fire seemed to be venting His anger and paving the way for His coming.
But no matter what it was, this doomsday-like scene made Ina understand the meaning of what Gerard had said, "The coming of God will bring great sacrifices."
"Deputy Captain." A devil knight asked, "We are still..."
"Move forward." Ina whispered, "We have no choice. Don't forget that every minute we spend is earned with our lives."
In fact, there is no need for Ina to remind them. People here will naturally not forget their colleagues who are still risking their lives to buy time in the fifth district.
"Move forward." Ina gave another order, "Whatever that thing is... put an end to it."
Everyone nodded.
Just as Ina said, they had no choice. Even if there was a sea of fire ahead, they could only rush forward resolutely.
But at this moment, there was another loud noise, and then the whole earth shook.
What is going on?!
Before everyone could figure out what was going on, they saw that part of the already shattered Tower of Babel had collapsed again.
A giant hand made of flesh, blood and holy light stretched out from the wreckage, grabbed the flesh and blood monster that was still spewing anger into the sky, and then pressed it hard to the ground.
Then, they heard an even more shocking roar, and the entire earth began to shake again, as if the entire city was responding to Him.
Then everyone understood His identity.
Ina murmured.
"Tian... Qin..."
…
Click.
Tachibana wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then used all his strength to tighten the last screw on the steel plate on Jellal's chest.
"Okay," she said.
Jellal looked down at his body.
Although it is not as good as his best condition, but with time being so tight and the situation outside so complicated, Ju can still do this.
He is already very satisfied.
"Thank you." Gerald stood up and put on his back the chainsaw sword that had also been repaired. "You will definitely become an excellent mechanic."
Ju lowered his head and said nothing.
It wasn't until Jellal was fully prepared and walked to the door that she finally raised her head.
"Why?"
Jellal paused in opening the door.
"Why do you have to go?" Ju said, "Sister Ina has already said that we will leave here at dawn, and everything here has nothing to do with you."
"No, Tachibana," said Jellal, "That's just fooling yourself. My business..."
He pointed his finger at the faded Evening Star armband on his shoulder.
“It’s not over yet.”
Tachibana lowered his head again.
She is not good at persuading others with words.
She just felt very uncomfortable, as if something was stabbing her chest and it hurt.
"As for you, Tachibana."
"Do you want me to stop taking revenge on Tianqin?" Ju asked softly.
"No." Gerald shook his head. "What I'm saying is, do what you want to do."
Tachibana raised his head again and looked at Jellal in surprise.
"No one can make decisions for you, because no one has ever experienced what you have experienced." Jellal looked into Tachibana's eyes and said softly, "So no one should be able to forgive you... not even me."
Ju opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but nothing came out.
"But what I want to say is that before you make the final decision, you might as well try another life, a life that is different from the current one." Gerald said lightly, "Just like in my life, there were ten difficult days, but there were more happy days. Don't be trapped in the past, and don't be afraid of the future. This is what I want to say to you. If your father were here, he would say the same thing."
Ju felt his eyes a little sore.
She subconsciously raised her head and blinked hard to prevent the tears from falling.
But when she held back her tears and lowered her head again.
Gerald is no longer here.
…
Escape, everyone is fleeing.
Flames replaced the rising sun and ignited the sky. Tianqin and Yongsheng fought each other in the rain of fire. The thousand-year-old ancient city was shattered at a speed visible to the naked eye. The fleeing people struggled and fell down in the sea of fire.
"Is it necessary?" Bai Wei's voice sounded in Jellal's mind. "Eternal Life has come forcibly in an abnormal manner, and Tianqin is not as weak as imagined. He will not succeed. Even if he wins, it will be a miserable victory, and he can't do more... From a certain perspective, Tianqin has been saved, and the sacrifice is within a completely acceptable range."
"When all is said and done, you will still be a hero to this city."
"You've got everything you wanted, haven't you?"
"No." Gerald shook his head, "There's only one left."
"...Ha." Bai Wei chuckled, as if expressing emotion or mocking, "It really seems like your style."
"So you want to trade?"
"Why should I refuse?" Bai Wei said, "Go ahead."
"Since you have already decided to die."
"Then I will be your army."
(End of this chapter)
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