In the central palace of Marduk City, a fortress city made of countless golden boulders, King Marduk, who has always been thrifty, unusually held a rare banquet.

Members of the royal family, temple worshippers, military aristocrats, and prominent representatives of the commoners are among the invites.

No one thought the king was mad, on the contrary, everyone was happier than the king, and they were eager to put all the food and wine out and hold a lavish feast that was said to have only appeared in the days of the kingdom.

To celebrate the fall of the rival Marduk who had fought against him for nearly a thousand years, the entire city-state of Malduk was thrown into a revelry.

Because as long as Thebes falls, Marduk will forever control the throne of the first.

Minostia should have guessed Marduk's reaction, as the master of Thebais, it was unbelievable that he had not been unaware of this from beginning to end.

The murderer was hidden in the city for the time being, but after the spies discovered his whereabouts, the responders who followed him all the way until he was outside the city also mixed in, and a tragic battle broke out.

Suppressed in anger, the king fell into deep doubt.

Why, the spies who infiltrated the city were able to discover the murderer who was also hidden?

In order for an outside assassin to sneak into the city without being discovered by the royal shadow guard?

Why is there no patrol and guard in the vicinity of a fierce and bloody battle?

And the most important thing is why his intelligence officers can't get the latest information, but Marduk's reaction speed is surprisingly fast, not to swallow it alone, but to poke out the news in the first time, as if it had been predicted.

And the deep reason behind this is more like a misfortune, ostensibly against the wanted person, but in fact the target is Thebai.

With such a strong desire, the biggest possibility is only Marduk.

"Is it your conspiracy again?"

Sitting on the throne, Minostia pondered calmly.

If it was really Marduk who was behind it, then there was no doubt that their plan had succeeded, and Thebe, trapped in a birdcage, was undoubtedly a consumable that Wumas was used as a wanted person to appear as a cannon fodder to be discarded at any time.

By now, all the anger had disappeared from Minostia's body, and under a long sigh, there was a tired and helpless feeling of being the king of Thebais.

Unfortunately, it can no longer be hidden.

The wisdom of a century-old king has not been lost in one day.

There is only one way to break the deadlock:

The Monsutters have never been lackeys of the Witchmas, and we hate the Children of Fear, and as enemies of the Children of Fear, there is no doubt that the wanted have something to fear them.

The other party is an enemy of the 'Children of Fear', but not necessarily an enemy of Thebai.

The four realms have been blocked, and there are not many places for the other party to hide, and now the biggest possibility is that the other party is still in Thebai City.

……

Hundreds of thousands of troops surrounded the entire seventy miles outside the city of Thebais.

Days of food and grass were all provided by the Children of Dread.

This consumption is not worth mentioning for the 'Thunder Conqueror' Sargon, at least he can take down the wanted criminal, and the benefits are far more than the consumption.

According to Marduk, the city of Thebais possesses a trait that is disgusting to Sargon.

This trait is similar to that of the original Noah City, called "Demagogue", "Rebel", "Rebel...... It is a symbol of deserving of destruction, and such a city-state could not be better consumed.

I think I can think about the arrangement of the triumphal ceremony in advance.

Sargon is now in what he considers to be the most glorious moment of his life.

The siege lasted for five days, and there was no movement in the city of Thebais, like a pool of stagnant water.

Sargon was somewhat impatient.

Although he didn't feel distressed, the consumption of grain and grass in just a few days was very huge, and at the same time he was able to support hundreds of thousands of troops, and the logistics troops from Noah were under very great pressure, and they were vaguely unable to support it.

At ten o'clock in the evening of the fifth day, the anger suppressed by reason could not help but explode.

Compared to the members of the White Shadow Seat, Sargon undoubtedly has more emotions.

Slamming the desk in a rage, the Thunder Conqueror roared:

"At dusk, the logistics troops should have arrived in the morning, and they were delayed by a full seven hourglasses!"

Soul golems also need a small amount of food to keep their bodies functioning, not to mention the Monsut poultry.

Although the opponent has lost the courage to rebel, the lack of food will lead to a continuous decline in combat effectiveness, and the degree of decline in combat effectiveness will become more and more obvious as time goes on.

Pent-up anger turned into agitation, and the sun set at dusk in exchange for night to rise, and at midnight, the convoy that had not yet appeared made Sargon aware of the crisis.

Someone intercepted their own grain and grass!

All kinds of possibilities were flipped back and forth in his mind, and Sargon hurriedly asked the guards to bring Marduk's messenger.

After repeated questioning, although it was determined that the murderer was indeed in the city of Thebais, this explanation only made Sargon even more irritated.

Who would dare to attack their own courage but the murderer who was not able to fight against the 'Children of Fear'.

However, the restlessness lasted until the early hours of the morning.

The scouts sent out to search finally returned to the camp, and they brought good news:

The convoy was less than 10 kilometres away from the camp.

Sargon finally relented.

The Scout did not bring back a reason for the delay, which meant that the convoy had no reason to do so, i.e., the delay that was not recognized.

After this incident, Sargon had already decided how to punish them.

……

Huge woolly oxen and earth-walking dragons carried the goods slowly, and behind them they dragged huge wagons, and more goods were piled up on them, all of which were the grain and grass consumed by hundreds of thousands of troops.

However, the number of people was limited, and although all the storage space was used to the full, all the carrying capacity was still only enough for the entire army for three days.

With heavy steps, the convoy had already seen the entrance to the camp.

The gates were guarded by the Monsutters.

When they saw the grain cart approaching, they could not help but cheer and cheerfully open all the gates and remove all the defenses.

This is undoubtedly a very hasty act, especially for comrades, but if it is the enemy, it will bring a desperate crisis.

In the minds of the Monsutter people, the convoy seemed strange, not like a horse or a scorpion, but a little like themselves.

Similar ...... Monsutters!

The hungry mind doesn't think of so many details, but the 'Children of Fear' of the guards senses that something is wrong.

It's just a pity that it's too late.

A dull blade stabbed into its heart from behind, completely extinguishing its life.

In the direction that the 'Children of Fear' could not see, a pair of cold and ruthless eyes were looking at the convoy under their feet, carrying food slowly into the camp.