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"Teacher! They have too many arrows!"
"Cole cried out anxiously, her voice trembling with tears," she said.
Tina gritted his teeth, knowing that if things continued like this, he would eventually be worn down and die.
However, just as they were dealing with the barrage of arrows from the front, several extremely agile and skilled guards had already used the blind spots and shadows of the building to silently sneak up behind them like ghosts!
"Varied……!"
Tina's ears perked up, but it was too late when she noticed the wind behind her!
His and Cole's close-combat abilities are far inferior to those of Seno and Elhesen!
In almost a single exchange, their weapons were knocked away, their arms were twisted behind their backs, and they were firmly subdued on the ground!
"Damn it! Let me go! You monsters!"
Cole struggled desperately, tears mixed with dust streaming down her cheeks.
But the powerful guards who captured her were incredibly strong and remained unmoved.
Without a word, the skeleton soldiers roughly dragged the two to the edge of the roof and then ruthlessly threw them down!
"what--!!"
The feeling of weightlessness came over me instantly!
But the expected slam did not occur.
Below, a death knight had already raised its massive, armored hand and caught the falling Tinari and Kore as precisely as if catching two pebbles. The enormous impact didn't even make its arm sway.
Then, it closed its palms, imprisoning the two people within them, and walked towards the prisoner gathering point.
On another street.
"Back off! Get behind me!"
Senior Falushan's voice still carried a hint of the crispness of a scholar, but it was filled with an unprecedented determination.
She held a longbow, the arrows swirling with ancient wind elemental runes, and continuously fired them at the undead that tried to approach.
At her feet lay the wreckage of several defensive mechanisms that she had temporarily modified with her mechanical skills, only to be riddled with arrows and riddled with holes.
Behind her were several injured scholars and Kavi, who was slumped on the ground, pale-faced.
"Ugh..."
Kavi gasped as a bone arrow pierced his shoulder, staining his ornate architect's coat with blood.
He pressed hard on the area around the wound, trying to stop the bleeding. The excruciating pain contorted his handsome face, and cold sweat poured down his face, but he still tried to stay conscious, using his body to shield the other scholars who were completely incapacitated.
They were completely surrounded by more than twenty senior Nazarick guards.
These elite skeleton soldiers, each wielding an enchanted shield in one hand and a sharp longsword in the other, formed a shrinking circle of death.
Their empty eye sockets were fixed on Farusan, the only one in the arena who still had the ability to resist, and they pressed closer and closer.
Farusan's breathing was rapid, and her hand holding the bow trembled slightly from the continuous battle.
She knew that she might be torn apart by the swarming blades at any moment.
But this scholar from a century ago had an indomitable flame burning in her eyes. She drew back her bowstring taut, aimed at the head of the nearest senior guard, and made her last, futile resistance.
An atmosphere of despair, like a cold spider web, clung to the heart of every survivor.
Sumeru City is gradually sliding into the abyss of complete collapse.
Chapter 75 "The God of Righteousness"
"boom!!!!!!!"
A deafening roar, far more muffled and soul-shaking than any previous explosion, suddenly came from the direction of the Order of the Fathers!
Its roar even temporarily drowned out the shouts and wails in the city, as if some ancient ferocious beast had broken free of its restraints!
Whether it was the fleeing citizens of Sumeru, the ruthless advancing undead army, or the desperate survivors, all were involuntarily drawn to the source of the loud noise—
It was a huge, bottomless pit that suddenly appeared in the square near the Order of the Church!
Immediately afterwards, four enormous mechanical arms, bizarrely fused together from an unknown dark purple metal and twisted flesh, suddenly emerged from the edge of the pit!
His arm was covered with thick tubes, runes that shimmered with ominous energy, and... blood vessel-like structures that seemed to be pulsating slightly!
With four arms supporting the ground, accompanied by a tooth-grinding metallic twisting sound and some kind of viscous writhing sound, a huge, suffocating shadow slowly rose from the deep pit!
When its full form was finally revealed under the dark sky, everyone who saw it felt a shiver run through their very soul!
That's... the God of Righteousness?!
However, it is not the god of physics that people perceive it to be, which, although enormous, still belongs to the category of "mechanical creations".
Its body shape seemed more bloated and twisted, and its originally smooth armor shell was covered with hideous welding marks and abrupt, tumor-like bulges of biological tissue.
Its energy core emanates a murky light, a mixture of purplish-black and scarlet, that makes one dizzy at first glance.
The overall aura emanating from it was no longer one of divine authority, but rather a pure, blasphemous evil and madness!
"The God of Righteousness?!"
On the distant cliff, the four people who were "watching the battle" were also stunned.
"its not right?"
Qingyu scratched his head, his face behind the mask filled with confusion.
"Wasn't that Sanbing kid still playing the 'mother-son' card with Inazuma and Shadow? Where did this thing come from? Did the Doctor go up and drive it himself?"
"It looks like a defective product that was forcibly activated."
Zhang Chu calmly analyzed the situation, and quickly rummaged through the pile of equipment beside him to find a magic scroll inscribed with complex observation runes.
"The energy fluctuations are extremely unstable, and the structure is... very strange."
He activated the scroll, and the runes lit up instantly. But then, the scroll couldn't withstand the backlash of some invisible, unclean energy and burst into flames with a "whoosh," turning to ashes in an instant!
"Tsk, such strong interference?"
Zhang Chu frowned and without hesitation pulled out another scroll of even higher quality, shimmering with the luster of mithril.
"Show yourself!"
This time, the scroll was successfully activated, and magic gathered in front of them, forming a smooth magical water mirror that clearly reflected the image of the terrifying giant god in the distance.
Immediately afterward, Zhang Chu shouted in a low voice: "Observe the interior of the God of the True Mechanism!"
The scene in the water mirror suddenly changed, penetrating the thick, twisted outer armor of the God of War and directly peering into its internal core!
However, the very next second after seeing the interior clearly—
"Holy shit!! Doctor, what kind of freakish lunatic are you?! Ugh—!!!"
Er Kang only glanced at it before feeling his stomach churning and a surge of acid rushing to his throat.
He ripped off his mask, rushed to the side, and leaned against a rock, vomiting violently, as if he wanted to vomit up his bile.
"Whoa!!! Traveler! What is that thing?! It's terrifying! It's disgusting!!!"
Paimon's face turned deathly pale with fright. He let out a series of sharp screams and plunged into Ying's arms like a cannonball, burying his face in her chest. His little body trembled like a leaf in the autumn wind.
"Ugh! Paimon...don't...don't be afraid...ugh..."
Ying suppressed the intense nausea rising in her throat, mechanically patting Paimon's back to comfort him while her own face turned ashen and her stomach convulsed violently.
The mental pollution caused by that image far surpasses that of any monster!
"Actually...actually..."
Nasita's small body swayed, her emerald eyes filled with unprecedented shock, fear, and a furious sense of utter desecration.
Even as the goddess of wisdom, she could not comprehend or imagine that such cruel and vicious acts could exist in the world!
Her words caught in her throat, and she couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time.
"Gu Qian, get over here and stand there petrified!"
Zhang Chu was also disgusted by the sight, but he was even more enraged.
He abruptly kicked away Gu Qian, who was completely petrified from shock and nausea and almost fell on him. He suppressed his physical discomfort, leaned closer to the water mirror to observe carefully, and his face was so gloomy that it was almost dripping with water.
"Dotole, oh Dotole..."
Zhang Chu's voice was icy cold, carrying a murderous intent that almost solidified into reality.
"I underestimated just how ruthless you can be..."
Through the water goggles, they saw the horrific scene inside the cockpit of the God of War's head (if it could still be called a cockpit).
There was no sophisticated control panel or energy core there at all, but instead... a gigantic, still slightly pulsating and writhing mass of flesh!
Countless thick, slimy nerve bundles and blood vessels extended from the mass of flesh, connecting to the surrounding bulkhead.
The surface of the fleshy mass was constantly churning and bulging like a boiling swamp, occasionally revealing a dozen or so twisted and deformed human heads that were emitting silent screams of pain!
These heads seemed to have been forcibly fused together. Their expressions were extremely painful, their eyes were empty and filled with bloody tears, and their mouths were wide open to the point of tearing, yet they could not utter a sound.
The clearest head in the center of the image is none other than the great sage of the previous generation—Hazard!
His head and the heads of the other sages seemed to become the biological CPUs and energy batteries of this evil creation, maintaining the operation of the God of Justice amidst endless suffering!
"Wait! How did the art style suddenly jump from fantasy war to Cthulhu horror?!"
Qingyu finally recovered, but looking at that scene made him feel his sanity plummet.
Zhang Chu turned his head with a dark expression, abruptly switching the image on the water mirror to show the scene raging within Sumeru City—
The undead army advanced ruthlessly, their swords slicing through flesh and blood;
The streets were littered with mutilated corpses;
Some necromancers were directing lower-ranking undead to drag the mountain of corpses to the center of the square and ignite pale undead fire to burn them in order to prevent a plague.
Thick black smoke, mixed with the stench of burning flesh, rose into the sky, turning the entire city of Sumeru into a living hell.
"This has been dark and despairing for ages!"
Zhang Chu growled.
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