Darkness surges.

The aliens swarmed up and pounced on their prey. They crawled rapidly across the walls, moving silently like ghosts, and when they looked up, they could only see a series of dark afterimages. Seeing these monsters attacking them from all directions, a series of screams erupted in the crowd, and many refugees turned and fled in panic. And the paladins also raised their weapons and fought hard. Although they are not completely devoid of the idea of escaping, now, in this situation, there is only one thing they can do -- and that is to delay these monsters as much as possible to buy time for the refugees.

In any case, it is incumbent upon them to fight for righteousness with divine grace!

But Jenn didn't care about the fire and anger that burned in the eyes of these paladins, even their unwavering determination. It didn't mean anything to him, it wasn't the first time he'd seen a human with such an expression, and if it had been before, Jenn might have been a little moved. But now, he just squinted his eyes, and he took a moment to enjoy the farce in front of him.

After all, he's not human anymore.

Those who are not of my race will have different hearts.

This is a truth that has been unbreakable for thousands of years.

The paladins were not able to stop the xenomorphs' attacks, their blades may still be sharp, and their fighting intent burned like flames. But after all, they are just human beings, human beings who walk on two legs, they have no wings, and naturally they cannot learn to fly. But the alien can swoop like a creeper, through the smooth walls and tall dome towards the rear. The walls of the paladins were not even able to hinder these pitch-black monsters in the slightest, and the next moment, accompanied by heart-rending screams. The slaughter drama officially began.

The alien leaped from the ceiling, its sharp claws immediately holding down a hapless refugee on the ground. Before he could even utter a few more lines, a sharp claw pierced through his heart. Then the alien's right claw was retracted and released, and the next moment the corpse of the refugee spun like a rag and flew into the air, and then fell to the earth. Entrails and blood flew out of the torn wound in the abdomen under the gravitational pull and scattered among the crowd. This immediately caused a scream of fear, but the next moment, the alien's long tail slammed through, bringing a barrage of blood and ending several innocent lives.

Innocent lives.

Jenn reached out and touched the mask, the people here are indeed innocent, but what does this have to do with themselves? In fact, he attacked Orlante City this time. Wealth and resources came second, and most importantly, Jenn needed the city to build a stage for his dungeon, and blood and death were the backdrops, it was as simple as that. In this world, nothing is more important than life, and nothing is more small than life. The corpses that fell at their feet may be almost equivalent to the destruction of the whole world for their families. But for the multiverse, a grain of sand, a grain of dust. For a bug, a beast, a nation, or even a god, destruction has nothing to do with death. The bloodshed and sacrifice of thousands of people will not change anything. It's like if the earth is destroyed by a meteorite, then it is only for life on earth, and this is a big deal. But for the universe as a whole. Such planetary impacts are simply not worth mentioning -- and can even be said to be commonplace.

Hundreds of thousands of years ago, it was these ancestors of mankind who sang war songs. In the face of tens of thousands of demon troops, he launched a charge without hesitation. Countless heroes, countless warriors have given their lives for a glorious future. But hundreds of years later, darkness descended again, and evil and darkness mercilessly returned to the land, once again beginning to ruthlessly destroy mièyiqiē. Cycle after cycle, even if this time the demon invasion is defeated again, they will still make a comeback again, maybe decades, maybe hundreds of years, but no matter what, only one thing can be certain.

That's this qiē, and it never ends.

Thinking of this, Jenn clenched the cane in his hand, the corners of his mouth slightly curled, revealing a hint of a smile.

Now, it's time to join yourself in this never-ending war.

Raise the torch, light the beacon, and announce to the world the beginning of the darkness that has fallen again!

Jenn raised his cane in the air, then slammed it to the ground.

“――――！！”

The ground began to tremble and shatter, and a huge gap quickly spread forward, and then the flames were seen rising into the sky, turning into a huge three-headed fire serpent, opening its mouth and attacking the paladins.

"Be careful, get out of the way!!" Bishop Ryan had been observing the necromancer's every move, and the moment he made a move, Ryan's instincts were to realize that something was wrong. He shouted angrily for the paladins to dodge, and raised the emblem in his hand.

"God, give me a shield of protection!!"

The golden thread of the law quickly stretched from the emblem, deformed, and turned into a complicated and gorgeous protective barrier, spinning and blocking the front of the paladins. The fiery serpent opened its jaws and lunged downward, then slammed into the holy shield. Although they were not able to completely break through the shield, everyone could see that several broken patterns clearly appeared on the surface of the shield.

"Shhh

Seeing this scene, everyone gasped. Know that the Holy Shield is a product of the Law, which means that it is not an entity, but a metamorphosis of energy. Logically speaking, it is unlikely to be defeated. But now, it was actually knocked out of the crack of the entity by the fiery serpent, which showed that the opponent's attack was not only comparable to the Holy Shield in terms of energy, but even extended to the depth of the law.

How is this possible? How could the other party have such a strong elemental attack power? Although Bishop Ryan is not a legendary-level powerhouse, he can be regarded as a master-level spellcaster. In addition, the Holy Shield is one of the highest-level guardian spells in the temple, and it is so easy to be attacked into a gap, is the other party a Fire Element Lord?

Then again, what is it like to be a necromancer who is so handy at playing elemental spells? Don't you think the style of painting is wrong?

But Jenn wouldn't answer their questions, and now wasn't the time to waste time in a place like this. He raised his right hand again, and this time the lightning slashed through the sky and landed on Jenn's palm, then turned into a spear that shone with a blinding light. Then Jenn grabbed the spear condensed by thunder and lightning and threw it forward.

In the next moment, the whistling lightning spear completely pierced through the barrier of the holy shield, and the scattered thunderstorm was like a long whip mercilessly cutting through the air and hitting the paladin's body hard. And at this moment, the Holy Emblem in Bishop Lane's hand finally couldn't withstand such a powerful attack, and it was completely shattered with a "click". He raised his head in despair, and what he could see was an elemental fire snake with flames burning all over his body, and he had already opened his bloody mouth.

Then, his body was completely devoured and disappeared into the flames.

The night continued, and the rain did not stop.

"Hasn't there been any news from outside yet?"

General Ecovacs frowned, standing on the balcony and looking out at the city below. Under the downpour, the previous fire was completely gone. As far as the eye can see, all you can see is pitch black. Both commercial and civilian areas are shrouded in darkness. He'd sent out ten scouts, but he couldn't hear even a single response. I didn't even see the emergency signal go out, what was going on down there?

General Ecovacs could imagine that he must have been attacked, but who was attacking them? How did they get into Orlant City? Could it be that the other party has an internal response? But isn't it that the defense forces didn't react at all? Even if the Stone Legion is a bunch of waste, the Iron Legion and the Silver Legion should always send someone to contact them, right? What's going on right now?

Could it be that those monsters in the mine rushed out before?

Thinking of this, General Ecovacs frowned, from the perspective of time, it is not impossible to do this, not long ago, Barth, the leader of the third squad of the Iron Legion, hurriedly came to report, saying that those miners had dug through the ruins of the ground, angering some terrible and powerful monster, and soon after that, Orlante City was attacked -- but the question is, can a group of monsters manage to deal with the army in the civilian and commercial areas without alarming anyone? Even a well-trained army would probably not be able to do this, let alone the mindless beasts. Even if it was a dragon, it would never be possible to quietly launch an attack on Orlante City, no matter what kind of demonic beast, it would be absolutely impossible to do so.

General Ecovacs's fingers twitched slightly. He always felt that something was not quite right, but for a moment, he couldn't be sure what he had grasped in his heart. Although according to the city lord's opinion, they should stick to the noble district to prevent those petty people from attacking the west, but he always felt that the other party seemed to have another purpose. Although it is not ruled out that they are setting a trap and waiting for them to be sent to the door, but now, the old general has no better way.

And almost at this moment, in front of his eyes, a thunderbolt and lightning burst down, and the miserable white light that erupted reflected the tall figure of the old general, without the slightest wavering.

"Pass the order, Golden Legion, First Guard assemble."

The old man said in a deep voice, and he reached out and stroked the hilt of the sword at his waist.

"We're going to get ready for action." (To be continued......)