Chapter 327 Little Wolf
The number of monsters far exceeds expectations...
Yes, even though those mutants were once flesh and blood beings, and even though their experiences deserve sympathy and condolences, But these exorcists who have stood up again as undead are undoubtedly monsters.
Of course they are monsters, they must be monsters!
Otherwise it would be too sad...
Cordoba ran on the streets of Fair City, surrounded by endless corpses and nearly the same number of mutants. The former fell on the cold stone slab, in a pool of turbid blood, and under a fragile bunker. The faces were pale and stiff, either in pain or confusion. A rain of tears fell from the corners of the eyes of a corpse. It was a young man huddled on the street corner. The young dwarf stretched his already stiff arms straight, but never touched the girl of the same race who fell on her back not far away. The latter's short pink hair was messy on the ground, and her eyes that turned to look at her lover were already there. He had lost his vitality, but judging from the slightly bitter smile at the corner of his mouth, those eyes were undoubtedly gentle and full of nostalgia before the light faded away.
“Get away!!”
Córdoba casually threw an armored mutant seven or eight meters away, looking for survivors with dizzy eyes, but all the people in his field of vision could see. There were only endless corpses everywhere, static corpses and moving corpses, but not a single living person.
A few more mutants staggered towards Cordoba. In this dead city, the latter's continuously overloaded rune body was too obvious, and the violent energy torrent was too obvious. The eyes of mutants are as dazzling as torches, and even if there is no real breath of life in them, they will attract these creatures that follow blasphemous instincts.
However, since it is a rune body that is continuously overloaded, it means that Cordoba is quite difficult to mess with at this moment!
"I said, get away..."
The angry red power runes and the dark cyan acceleration runes intersected, and the punisher's staff held upside down in his hand tore apart the rain curtain, the air, and the body. and bones, turning into several afterimages and dismembering more than a dozen mutants approaching him into pieces.
After throwing a casual blow, Cordoba's figure swept across the long street like a hurricane, and disappeared in an instant. At the same time, the roars in the air also stopped abruptly. , until a few seconds later, dozens of heads slipped neatly from their necks and fell heavily to the ground together with their desecrated bodies.
As the second-ranked being in the player combat power rankings, Cordova was so angry that he began to overload himself in all directions. Cordova was far from being able to be stopped by ordinary mutants. He only affected Red and Green. With two colors of runes, the ferocious-looking and bladed 'staff' easily cut off all the heads on this street that were more than one meter high, without even staining its owner with any blood.
'Fel City in the southern border has been destroyed. The city has been completely occupied by mutants. The number is conservatively estimated to be no less than 3,000. It is difficult to estimate the time it will take to destroy the city. I will stay here for a while and try my best to Find survivors. ’
After sending this message to Yuying, who was on standby at the coalition station, Cordoba, which was further overloaded with anti-gravity runes, had already jumped high into the air, and after a brief stagnation, it suddenly moved towards the place as far as the eye could see like an eagle. He hit the place with the most visitors...
Ten minutes later
Ke was squatting on the top of a tall building. Erdovar finally stopped overloading when his energy reserve dropped to 25%, and the red light beating like a flame in his eyes gradually faded away. He stood up slowly, and scorching water mist escaped from all joints. It washed away a large amount of dirt adhering to the body surface, and also quickly dissipated the [overheating] effect in the status bar that had been getting higher and higher since a few minutes ago.
Although Yuying had euphemistically conveyed the meaning of 'give up the search, there are no survivors' in a friend's message before, Cordoba still did not leave here and rush to the next location. Although the rational voice in his mind kept emphasizing the same conclusion, he was still unwilling to leave just like that, perhaps because of some unreasonable self-blame, or perhaps because of some intuition that could not be expressed in words... …
【We can’t just leave like this. 】
Cordoba blocked the message board, squinted his eyes and looked at the church square at his feet, and started blasting all the way from half a city away (given the way nearly a hundred mutants died on the road, it can indeed be said to be blasting) to get here. He is currently standing on the top of the Holy Union Chapel in Fair City. There are relatively few mutants here, and he was still overloaded and he barely calmed down after venting. After climbing up here with the help of floating runes, he Think about it seriously.
“There may be a large number of mutants gathered in a place with people, but if people with fighting ability rush all the way to a place that is easy to defend and difficult to attack, there may only be a few scattered monsters around... In short, the density of these zombies is getting higher The less likely there are survivors in an average place. "
Cordoba murmured to himself, then looked down at the small square with only a few mutants, waiting for the few layers of [overheating] on his body. 】 After the effect completely disappeared, he jumped from the top of the chapel: "So, let's search for the chapel of the United Holy Church, the Mage Guild, the Adventurer's Guild, and the churches of the major sects..."
...
Little Wolf is an orphan who grew up in Fair City. Because he is an orphan, he does not have a name. Because he has the characteristics of a wolf or half-orc, everyone who knows him well calls him Little wolf.
Although he is an orphan, Little Wolf does not have too many bitter memories or tragic childhood. Perhaps it is because Fair City is relatively wealthy, or perhaps because this child is handsome, has a pleasant personality, and does not like to cry. Therefore, he was always able to receive support from various uncles and aunts. As a baby, he was always taken home in turn to take care of and feed him. As a child, he would receive copper plates or black bread from nearby residents every day. As a teenager, he was also In recent years, the thriving little wolf has been able to survive on its own.
He will always find those few outsiders and make a lot or a small amount of copper coins from all kinds of people, and through legitimate win-win transactions, he will tell the adventurers He sells his carefully hand-drawn maps, which mark all the locations in Fair City including the sewers, dark alleys and small black markets. In addition, there are also the cheapest hotels, the most affordable weapon shops, and the ones with the best reputation. Of course, this information will change at any time, depending on Xiaolang's mood when drawing the map and the advertising fees sponsored by the corresponding merchants, although at the beginning the so-called 'advertising fees' were only for adults. It was just a good-faith excuse that they wanted to give him a few copper coins to buy fruit.
He will introduce the bards to tavern owners in the city who can provide free sauce meat and ale for free, on the condition that he does not need to tip no matter how long he listens to the story, although he does not need to pay even if he does not tell it. Half a penny, but Xiaolang always insists on 'dealing' with the other party in this way.
Foreign traders coming from afar, devotees preparing to make pilgrimages to the City of Light, new students in church colleges, and messengers in a hurry, Xiaolang is willing to provide help to every traveler who passes through this place, and gain a little from them. A meager remuneration makes a living, and although there is only a small amount of savings, it is good enough for a sixteen-year-old boy.
Until not long ago, Little Wolf’s biggest dream was to save enough five gold coins to buy his own property in the most dilapidated area of Fair City. After all, for an orphan like him, there was nothing. Things can be more important than a home of their own, but this is often easily overlooked by children who are born with a roof over their heads. As for the further things, Xiaolang, who is more precocious compared to his peers, rarely considers it, or has no time to think about it.
[It seems good to be a paladin or a priest~]
Influenced by the major local churches, he occasionally has this idea, but he is busy looking for 'business opportunities' or Xiaolang, who works for a boss he knows well, doesn't have much time to think deeply. After all, his first goal is home, a home of his own.
"But even if I become a Paladin or a Priest, I will never become a Paladin or Priest of the Just Church." This is what Xiaolang says most often when asked about his 'future' , although that delicate and tender face is always filled with a mischievous smile, but this sentence is the real truth.
Xiao Lang likes the sects in the Holy Union very much, because they will always treat everyone's illnesses for free, provide homeless people like himself with some simple and delicious food, those templar warriors or trainees Paladins will also work with the city guards to protect people's safety.
But this upright and intelligent young man only hates the Justice Sect, and hates it from the bottom of his heart...
As for the reason, as mentioned just now, Xiaolang is an upright young man, even though he is a Although he had enough reasons to learn about deception and deception, and although he did not have parents who taught him to be a good person, he still became a person who was a little smart and capable of being a little bad, but also an upright person.
And the Justice Sect... is very dishonest in terms of painting style...
If nothing else, just from the perspective of those very representative paladins, divine magic There is nothing related to saving lives and helping the wounded. The so-called combat skills are basically group fights, and even group fights are not serious group fights. At least Xiaolang never thought before witnessing it with his own eyes that such a group of people could even drive away a few beasts. More than a dozen people surrounded him and kicked him.
Compared with other sects, the people of the Justice Sect are just a bunch of stinky hooligans. To deal with a few fire crows that ruined crops, they had to form a group to bully the animals. In the past few years, Fair City encountered bandits. When the group was harassing them, other sects and city guards really rushed outside to fight with them. Some evil bandits fought to death, but the little wolf who sneaked onto the city wall did not see even half of the just knights appear at the city gate. After he went back, he thought about it for most of the night, and finally came to the conclusion that there were too many bandits. So those gangsters didn’t dare to leave the city, let alone the city, they didn’t even dare to go on the streets...
Sure enough, on the day that bandit group ran away, those guys in small groups started wandering around happily again.
In short, although he has some yearning for paladins, priests, and priests, Xiaolang sincerely looks down on the people of the Justice Sect, and only goes to the cathedral every Sunday to make soy sauce. Not to mention the clergy, those guys who carry the word "justice" and call themselves knights are simply a disgrace to the Paladins!
But when the disaster struck, when the civilians suffering from the disease turned into monsters and slaughtered wildly, Xiaolang immediately sneaked into the knights of the Justice Sect and said nothing. Not coming out.
“Kid, are you blind or something? Can you find a reliable church to protect you!”
The tall, strong orc knight who often drinks on credit curled his lips, his face full of laughter. Disgusted, the obviously trembling big hand kept stroking the scabbard.
"The team of the Dawn Sect is over there, go find them."
The elf priest with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks pointed angrily to the side not far away, where there were at least two groups of templar warriors from the Dawn Sect escorting them all the way. The arriving civilians ran towards the church.
“That’s right, they can risk their lives to protect you, but we can’t, don’t cause trouble here!”
The lizardman priest holding the Justicon was supportive in a weird way. At that time He was the one who dragged the little wolf down from the city wall. He said it was to protect the safety of the children, but in fact he just didn't want to see that none of the 'just' people went down to help fight.
Screams, roars, and curses sounded from all directions. People who suddenly turned into monsters were desperately attacking every living person in sight, even those wearing armor and capable of using some simple magic. The Templar Knights were also retreating steadily under their impact.
The bad news came too suddenly. You must know that just a few hours ago, this city was a safe fortress. Although the ubiquitous plague took away thousands of lives, under the leadership of the city owner and major neutral organizations and churches, the city unified The rationed food can still allow everyone to eat two meals a day. Those suffering from serious diseases are not only not cruelly deported from the city, but are even carefully cared for. Apart from being slightly restricted in their movements, they are not subjected to any restrictions at all. Discrimination and unfair treatment made Xiaolang very proud as a member of Fair City, and then...
Disaster broke out.
Countless 'people' who had been staying peacefully in the isolation area rushed out like crazy, hysterically attacking all the living creatures in sight. Those terminally ill bodies could even tear apart a strong man. They are unable to communicate and have no sense. Even if they are cut off in the middle, they will crawl along the streets with long blood trails and continue to attack other people.
The entire city has fallen into chaos. Although the city hall, church and major guilds have sent out as many people as possible to suppress, drive away and even eliminate the monsters, it is still difficult to avoid the imminent destruction of Fair City. destiny.
Especially after... the second group of people suddenly transformed into monsters!
Chapter 324: End
(End of this chapter)