Juliana’s workshop Chapter 32: The story of the past: the night where flames burn in the sky (Part 1)
The night sky was burned. At this time when it was about to enter the cold winter, there was already a cold wind blowing near the sea, but the heat of the flame made the skin hot. The cold wind cannot cool people down, because there is an oversized bonfire burning, and the light of the bonfire can even illuminate the entire sky. The flames keep moving around and sparks splash out.
This campfire is a city. The entire King's Fort became a ball of flame. The wall that allowed the King's Fort to stand for a thousand years was destroyed, and each section had a shocking gap, which could accommodate a large number of troops. These gaps were not made overnight. Each gap consumed countless manpower and material resources on both sides, dumping blood and flesh here, in order to seize these places, pinch each other's neck. Every gap is full of corpses, broken weapons and limbs are scattered all over the field, temporary fortifications are also pushed in, and the direction of dumping is towards the inside of the city-compared with the shield of the King's Castle, the foreign knives are sharper, and Thousands and hundreds, just to penetrate this decadent rust-covered iron shield.
The city wall is also a hell-like scenery, falling rocks and traces of being burned by flames are everywhere. People who have been pierced by bows, arrows and swords can no longer get up when they fall on the ground, and they can only linger or be weak if they are still alive. Cheering sound.
It's been half a day since was broken into the fortifications of King Fortress. After the siege was over, there was even more fierce battle in the city. The city wall is broken, and the entire place of the King's Fort is waiting for outsiders to occupy it. Will the people who belong here easily succumb? Some people have already succumbed, but those who persisted, fought with the invaders into the night, and the flames swept the city.
No matter which side they are on, they are using their own methods to kill the other party, and the most effective way is to destroy all of this. Destroying buildings can also cause damage and blows to the opponent.
But all this is just to slow the ending a little bit, just like this war of siege, no matter what the process, the result is the same, it's just a matter of time. Until late at night, most of this thousand-year-old city had been destroyed. The place where it lived was turned into a crematorium, bricks and wood were used as fuel, and all kinds of corpses were crackling in it. The resistance in the city is getting weaker and weaker, and the protected areas of Anhe are the first to fall into the hands of outsiders.
The starry sky at night is still shining, but the light of the flame robs them of their brilliance. The screams, wailings, and roars of the world on the ground have nothing to do with them in the sky. They just watch it all quietly. There was no sound, and the sound couldn't really resound through the sky—because the world was too big, and the world named King's Castle was still too small after all.
But everything in the city has nothing to do with Lulunaka. This time can’t be said to be a war, but it will be regarded as a war recorded in history. It has ended from the beginning. She didn’t leave at the beginning, but just wanted to see the process and ending. There will be nothing different from before. Judging from the ending, nothing has changed. The city that disappointed her, this city-state that is no longer considered a country, has really disappeared. She has no sadness. This place has never given her any good memories. It is a short sweet and endless bitterness. Happiness is momentary, but the negative emotions such as disappointment and anger can continue to entangle her. Torture her for more than a hundred years. But all of this is over. The last scene of King's Castle has been closed, and only the scattered audience has not left the scene.
She still stayed in such a close place to watch, just to take away some spectators who still didn't want to let the curtain fall-or can be called half of the stage participants. Not far from the town on the opposite bank of King's Fort, Lulunaka squatted on the beach, watching the flames on the opposite side. Around her, there are limbs scattered on the ground, which is different from the human body destroyed by a blunt sword. The torso and limbs around her are all over the area, which looks orderly and even more weird. horrible.
Lulunaka will not be involved in this, but if people who are too deep in the play consider her as a member of the stage, she will not gently say to these people "You go back to the stage Right", she will let the irrelevant roles directly exit, because it saves a lot of trouble.
Lulunaka shook the fluorescent bottle in her hand. The small and slender bottle can be held in one hand. The two ends are rounded, and the inside is a transparent luminous liquid. The liquid is immersed in a rotating blade, which looks like a fan of a windmill. Ye just turned fast, silent. She shook the bottle, and the blade inside was also swaying, hitting the ends constantly, trying to get out of the bottle. "Goodbye, goodbye, King's Castle, you can stay in history and don't reappear." Lulunaka whispered to the city in flames, without a smile on her face, as calm as water. With no more words to say, she stood up and walked to the other two.
On this sandy beach full of dismantled limbs, there are still two living people who are doing the final fight~ IndoMTL.com~ Julius and Romiuona, the swords in their hands have been rolled, completely Without lethality, probably wood is better than them. It's just that these are not important to both parties. The battle is over. What is going on now is only the last struggle of the loser.
"If you killed him at the very beginning, the King's Castle would not become like this!" The soft armor on Romyona's body has been rotten, and the rest of her body has been burned to black. There was blood all over his body. When the war began, his hair had been shaved and turned into short bangs, which looked like a baby's head, but now he can no longer see his usual beauty. She wielded a long sword and kept attacking Julius. Julius's appearance is also unbearable, with only a small piece of chain armor wrapped around his waist, and his body is full of wounds that cannot keep up with the speed of healing. He lay down his life in the battle in the city, just to save more people. As long as one more person can escape the King's Fort alive, it doesn't matter if one more wound. Before he reached the limit, Lulunaka dragged him out instead of turning him into a completely unrecoverable flesh.
"Is it really right to kill that man at that time!" Julius was resisting Romyona's attack, but he was very weak, and his body was full of bruises left by Romyona's sword. "Do you really think so!"
"If there is no such person, if there is no such person!" Romeona swung her long sword madly, while Julius resisted weakly.
Lulunaka didn't participate, leaving them both to vent their emotions. No matter what they think now, it's all over. What's the point of making assumptions about the past now? However, lives like theirs, if such venting were not allowed, would probably collapse faster.
Lulunaka expressed understanding.