The Dean Has Arrived Chapter 584: The devil of the eclipse country, the ritual of Gu (5)
Mr. James didn't know how he escaped from the city.
In short, when he came back to his senses, he had collapsed outside the city in embarrassment, and could only watch his hometown turn into a sea of flames.
Even the most heroic warrior of the principality is not an opponent of that kind of monster. The heavy metal armor is easily torn. The sharp weapon is not much stronger than the straw for those monsters. The walls and the ground are for those monsters. To put it in vain, the human organization team and those monsters collapsed at once.
While fleeing, he also heard the priest who ran with him said that those who were swallowed by those monsters, with the demise of the body, even the soul will be " " exhausted together, accepting endless Tortured.
The priest's words crushed the thoughts of many people who planned to die, and made them regain their weapons to resist—though the end of the game was still the same.
Later, the priest was stabbed to death by the same fleeing public official on the charge of disturbing people's hearts.
It is said that the officer wanted to hang him, but he didn't have that much room when the monster chased him.
"It's all over... my home, my tavern... my wife and three-year-old son... it's over, it's all over!"
Next to Mr. James, a slender middle-aged man who looked like a stick sat on the ground and started crying. The shiny two-handed moustache in the past is now like a weed in the bleak autumn wind. , The lethargy gives people a feeling of falling off at any time.
His cry resonated with many people who fled with him, and suddenly the whole mountain cried loudly.
"Shut up all of you!"
The officer who stabbed the priest to death brandished his sword angrily and shouted: "Shut up and hear you! Do you want to draw those monsters over!"
The refugees who were extremely sensitive to the word "monster" immediately calmed down, and even if they couldn't stop, they covered their mouths desperately and choked silently.
"Sir. What are we going to do now?" Mr. James, who was finally relieved, glanced at the tearful middle-aged **** beside him, squeezing the businessman’s usual flattering smile on his face, The grumpy officer asked.
"Go to Orres, where there is Yrel's most powerful army. It is said that even dragons can hunt! These monsters are definitely not their opponents!"
The officer gritted his teeth and said to the refugees: "You better be obedient. Otherwise I don't mind leaving you on the road as bait to delay the speed of the monsters!"
Everyone is silent, for fear that they will become the bait for those monsters. A few young adults are also afraid of the swords that are obviously attached to the magic in the hands of the officers, and they dare not speak.
At this moment, there was a rustle in the grass next to them, which made the nervous refugees suddenly tense, for fear of a monster coming out there.
Fortunately, it's not monsters, but people.
"I'm from Refania. It has been occupied by monsters, and the monsters there are spreading here."
His face is covered with mud, I can’t see the original face, but the refugee who barely knows that the other party is a young man asked for a bun from Mr. James, and said desperately as if he hadn’t eaten in a long time. Rise said, "The entire Yrel is surrounded by invisible walls. We can't break through to the east. Now we are going to go west. It is said that a strange magician hit the invisible wall. This hole allows people to escape this **** ghost place, there should be the only way to survive."
"I won't go west! We are going east! To Alres! As citizens of the principality, you have to believe in the glory of the principality!" The officer frowned and looked at the man who seemed to be choking. Roared loudly.
"That's your business, the officer. At least when Refania was destroyed. The glory of the principality did not save my wife and daughter."
After hammering his chest and letting himself feel uncomfortable without choking, the refugee took a few companions who were just like him, who had just filled their stomachs with a steamed bun, and planned to go on.
So the refugees who fled the city with the officer can only face a difficult choice: believe in the words of the young man who is also a refugee, and go to the western "strange magician" together; or believe in the officer, Go to Orres and believe in the long spears and heavy shields of the principality before.
The result is obvious. Most of the refugees who have lived under the auspices of the empire have chosen to follow the military officer. Compared with the police officer who has weapons and carried food and water, what the refugee who almost starved to death seems to be different. Not so credible.
Of course there are exceptions.
"Can you tell me in detail about the strange magician?" Mr. James' chubby body leaned over and asked the refugee.
"There is no time. We have to hurry as soon as possible." The refugee youth shook his head, and then proceeded westward with his companions.
Just as Mr. James hesitated, a weird and terrifying neigh began to be heard from the foot of the mountain.
Everyone present knows this sound, and this tweet is one of the few similarities among monsters with different appearances.
So Mr. James gritted his teeth, regardless of the officer's panic shouting. Directly follow the footsteps of refugee youth.
As one of the first people who discovered monsters, he always felt that those monsters were terrible, maybe even more terrifying than the legendary dragon. So instead of pinning hopes on the spear and heavy shield, it is better to find a way to escape.
After he ran a few steps, he found that the middle-aged man with a stick also followed.
"Hey~IndoMTL.com~Jonathan, why did you follow?" Mr. James asked strangely.
"Of course it's because you are here." The middle-aged man in Ma Gang's eyes were still a little red. He looked at Mr. James's plump body and said softly, "Although since I married Joanna, , You have been against me for a lifetime, but over the years, you have done almost nothing wrong... It is obviously the first time to open a tavern, but it is more popular than the old-fashioned tavern aromatherapy plant inherited by my family, you Almost all the wines you fancy sell well, and the chefs you hire are often praised, and you almost broke my aromatherapy grass... I hate you, but I have to admire your vision."
"Hmph, I didn't expect your head to be confused yet." Mr. James stood up with a beer belly, and said with some pride: "Just a little timid."
"I'll take revenge for Joanna, but not now!" Machi retorted with a flushed face.
Two days later, another wave of refugees they met told them that Alres had fallen.
Now their only hope is the strange magician in the rumors. (Your support from Dingtian Novels is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please read it.)