Shaman from Afar

"boom------!!!!"

The purple lightning illuminates Golovin in the dark; the deafening thunder awakens the fallen queen of the city.

This ancient city, born on the day of the destruction of the dragon kingdom and experienced fourteen generations, is experiencing her darkest and longest night.

A huge gray-blue vortex ruled the dome of the imperial capital. Under the exclamation and gaze of countless people, the whole city was covered with it, and the city was covered in darkness.

The endless power of the void is pouring out of the vortex, covering the whole city-the terrible, invisible, and power that is not known at all, how to describe it, is swallowing like rain, huge floods, waterfalls The whole city devours every corner of the city, every piece of land, every living and dead thing, every wind that winds up and the air that can be breathed in the wind.

The purple thunder kept falling from the vortex, raging like a punishment from the gods in every corner of the city.

The roaring thunder submerged the screams and wailing wailing, and the bursting flames turned the tall and magnificent buildings and the rows of houses into ruins, turning into a burning sea of ​​fire and choking smoke;

People who were mad by thunder, completely driven by the emptiness of the void, screamed and fell to the ground, or madly cried and laughed, or prayed faithfully on the ground ... The face blackened by fireworks told with expressions and eyes What is crazy.

The fanatical people are in madness, and the rest is in desperate escape-the aristocratic area decorated by the manor and courtyard at the foot of the sky dome, and the rich area outside, the nobles dressed in luxurious but not decent, or It was a loud scream of exhaustion, letting the slaves brave to clean up for them; or holding the thighs of the guards, and begging the other side not to throw themselves down, kicked to the ground.

On the periphery of the rich area, in the civilian areas and dilapidated slums that really occupy two-thirds of the imperial capital, the crazy fugitives have not only forgotten to do more "mutual benefit" while they are fleeing Things, showing greedy eyes.

Under the huge vortex that shrouded the imperial capital, under the darkness, thunder and chaos that obscured the sky, these perhaps timid, cowardly little citizens turned into crazy and greedy beasts. Waving sharp blades and torches onto the streets, the chaotic city has become a huge hunting ground.

And they are hunters.

They screamed and roared in the night, smashing open doors of shops or rich people, hysterically snatching everything they did n’t dare to think about, and ravaging the nobles who had even looked at death in the past, Turn the disaster into a carnival of their own.

At first they dared to shrink and try, but when they discovered the wide marble gangway, they didn't even have a soldier or guard, and even the legions patrolling the city disappeared, and they indulged completely unscrupulously.

Pubs, hostels, shops, buildings, theaters ... bazaars, churches, casinos, baths, arenas ... Fourteen generations of huge, solid and unshakable pyramids, even useless overnight, completely overturned.

The incarnation of the devil did not realize that the real devil had flooded into the world with the **** door opened.

Wet and narrow alleys, opened sewer entrances, corpses of killing corpses ... Dense and dense, thousands of carrion demons were born in the thunder and thunder and the constantly gathering power of the void, from the ant colony The appearance of groups in corners of the city flooded into streets large and small.

When the monsters roared like ice cracking, all those who were still mad, running, killing and looting ... The people who enjoyed this moment of madness, fell into the abyss of fear together with great understanding.

Golovin is the capital of the empire, the holy place of the Holy Cross, and it is also a city protected by copper walls and iron walls composed of dragons and tens of thousands of legions-the rotten corpse roaring like ice cracks, the body of evil spirits formed by the flesh , The evil **** from the void ...

All these monsters, which are clearly recorded in the Holy Cross carols and imperial literature, are only legends for the civilians and nobles of this city. They are the existence of another world. They are only scaring children who do not want to sleep and eat well. Only then will they come up with ghost stories that scare them.

Nothing is more than a ghost story told by oneself, it makes people feel what "fear" is.

Cruelly killed a nobleman who dared to rebel, ravaged his wife and daughter, and the perpetrator who enjoyed all the good things stolen, the next moment he found himself surrounded by dozens of rotten, corpse-like monsters.

Suddenly sober, he wanted to run away, but was dragged by the little girl who had just been indiscriminately bullied, and the carrion demons swarmed the perpetrators.

The surging plasma stained the Lotel bearskin blankets, the broken bones smashed the Byrne fluorite chandelier, and the "can't wait" carrion demons smashed one after another holy cross statues, bringing the perpetrator and the room The corpses of the master and servant are all divided and eaten.

The desperate little girl hugged her family's body desperately, and in the heartbreaking cry, the luxurious house was completely crushed by hundreds of carrion demons and turned into ruins.

The same or similar "tracks" are continuously performed in every mansion, every day on the street, every alley and all corners.

The hunter in the previous second became the prey in the next second, and this time they faced that they could not hear their screams and beg for mercy, and had no interest in their possessions ... the only thing that made them "interested." It ’s just themselves.

Flowing blood, muscles, and bones ... The carrion demons who cry to the ice crackle have the value of being bitten, destroyed, and wantonly destroyed.

The flame-burning city was filled with carrion demons pouring from all directions, and the ice-cracking howl even overwhelmed the thunder roar; they rolled over the ground like a tide, turning one street after another into ruins, and all looked at The living creatures and dead creatures that have arrived are all destroyed, destroyed, and torn to pieces.

People in fear and panic began to resist, so they tasted a deeper fear ... The surging tide of carrion engulfed the city of despair like flames.

Ruin taverns under the ruined ruins of the city walls, small churches with constant bells, shops smashed by thugs, burning baths, messy theaters and casinos, markets with only wreckage ...

The crazy tracks have not been drawn to an end, and a more cruel and terrifying climax has been heard throughout the audience.

…………………………

"Everyone, aim-fire!"

"boom--!!!!"

A silver-white beam flashed through, dozens of carrion demons that had passed through the gate fell, and the rest was blocked by a translucent, light blue "wall".

While they were still desperately knocking on the invisible wall, dozens of lit alchemy bombs descended from the sky; in the roar, dozens and hundreds of terrifying figures dissipated and melted like ice crystals.

Only the remaining flame is still burning.

Seeing the enemies wiped out by their own hands, the wizard apprentices with bright light spears were too late to be happy, and a stern voice sounded behind them.

"What are you doing here, can you stop the carrion monster in a daze ?!" The first tutor of the Royal Wizarding Academy of Golovin, Gray Sair glanced at the apprentices angrily, grabbing some of the first row. Apprentice's Bright Spear:

"The apprentice who has just fired more than ten times, immediately went back to meditate and rest. Before ten times of realignment, those monsters will still rush over at any time!"

"Withdrawn apprentices, all those who have not yet reached the limit will help carry the alchemy bombs; ask the tutors who maintain the ice barrier again, and report any problems to me as soon as possible;"

"Remember, we are not safe now, and we can only survive with unity, understand?"

"Yes--!!!!"

Apprentices with fears all over their faces, shouting loudly to keep themselves calm and performing their tasks and missions in an orderly manner.

"Apprentices, array--!"

Holding up the bright light spear in his hand, maintaining the serious first mentor Grey Thrall, turned his eyes away from the gate. The already terrible scene, the color of fear desperately concealed, finally revealed.

No one knows why, no one knows what happened ... The moment the gray-blue vortex appeared in the dome, **** had already come to earth.

Relying on the ice barrier left by Master Albert before leaving, and a large number of alchemy weapons constructed in response to the Azores war, the Royal Wizarding Academy of Golovin became a lighthouse in the darkness of darkness, ice The slight blue light of the barrier is the light of this lighthouse.

Gray Thrall, who responded the first time, quickly opened the ice barrier and armed the apprentices with stocked weapons-as the premier alchemist college, Golovin College has no ordinary wizard college. The high degree of discipline allows them to protect themselves in the chaos without external force.

In addition, many wizards instinctively fled to the academy after the incident, and most of them were killed by carrion demons, mobs, or fugitives before they even arrived at the academy ...

But there are also a lot of extremely lucky guys who have escaped the fate of death again and again and successfully arrived at the college with several other companions who flee together; Gray Thrall also enthusiastically accommodated them, making them also the protection college Part of the power.

There are even a lot of guys who are not wizards-thugs who are scared to wake, wealthy merchants and nobles who escape, servants in churches or noble families ... Many of these people are extremely disgusted with wizards and have found troubles in college more than once. , Gray Thrall also accepted.

In front of hell, all the previous contradictions are no longer contradictions. Everyone is just an ordinary person struggling to live.

But ... that's it.

Regardless of the manpower and weapons inventory, there is little hope of self-preservation. Once you leave the protection of the ice barrier, you are looking for a way to die-just the huge vortex above the head and the power of the void emitted by them are enough to make them tremble Shocked.

And what really scares Gray Thrall is much more than that.

That ’s right, all this happened suddenly, suddenly, nothing saw any sign, as if **** came overnight, even the emperor was very weak in front of such a crisis, and even the fall was not without. may.

But ... no resistance.

Within sight, the emperor ... did not resist anything!

In the sky dome above the hills of Golovin, there is a Royal Guard Corps of five thousand veterans, there are no less than one hundred night watchmen who master various magic spells and special abilities, there are groups of nobles and them Elite guard ...

But so far, he hasn't even seen any movement from the hill, as if there were only dead people left in the sky dome, silently, watching the whole city turned into hell, still sitting idly by!

There is no legion shield wall holding up the war flag to suppress the streets, no night watchman sweeping the city, clearing the rioters, and there are no people or troops fighting against the corpse demons ...

No, not at all!

The royal palaces and nobles in the Celestial Palace seemed to have forgotten their cities under the hill; the quiet Golovin hills did not even hear the army moving.

Of course, it may also be because in order to protect the royal family, it is decided not to act when the situation is completely understood-trying to protect itself in the face of incomprehensible fear ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ watching other people die. Although angry, it is not incomprehensible.

After all ... I think so too.

In contrast, the reaction of the Holy Cross Church is the most weird one.

Grey Thrall clearly remembered that the Holy Cross Cathedral in the imperial capital had closed its doors as early as a few months ago. Not only the priests directly under the cathedral, but also all the vowed knights were recalled-even the imperial guards During the war, the church still closed its doors and did not communicate with the outside world.

A weird reaction, a closed door ... If this group of priests who believe in the Holy Cross, who knows both the void and the evil god, know nothing about the situation tonight, Grey Thrall did not believe it.

With such complex emotions, Gray Thrall slowly turned his gaze towards Golovin Hill and the Holy Cross Cathedral-from the perspective of the Wizarding College, the two places are exactly on the same line.

The same ... online ...

"boom------!!!!"

Accompanied by a roaring roar, a huge shock came from Gray Thrall's feet. The strong tremor made it hard for even the apprentices around to stand firm and fell to the ground crookedly.

The sturdy trembling sound came from the solid masonry walls, and the carrion demons blocked by the ice barrier gave a bloodthirsty, ice-cracking roar.

In the random voice, Gray Thrall stood still, standing still, and the motionless eyes of Zen practitioners exuded amazement and fear.

He stared at the end of his gaze, staring at the towering Golovin hill, under his gaze ... slowly rising!