Chapter 1124 622: Siege [1/3]
The building the residents had completed ago was the administrative center of the entire Twilight City.
This place controlled all aspects of Twilight City and was the center of the city while Richard was not around.
Karu is the highest authority in the administrative hall. He looked at the dozens of high-ranking officials with a deep gaze.
The war horn outside the window was like a huge rock that weighed down on everyone"s hearts.
The air was deathly still.
Butler Karu slowly stood up and placed his hands on the table after a moment of silence. They drew their attention to him.
They suddenly realized that this old gray-haired, wrinkled, and hunchbacked man was as tall as a giant.
His deep voice was hoa.r.s.e and solemn.
"Did you hear that?
"The horn of war has sounded... Our enemy is here.
Everyone in the room subconsciously stood still. The officials" eyes reflected solemnity.
"A devil from the ninth floor of h.e.l.l."
Butler Karu added in a light yet heavy voice.
"You should know how powerful these evil lifeforms are. They are savage, crazy, and bloodthirsty!
"No one is willing to face them."
He finished speaking, and Karu slammed the table fiercely. That shocked everyone.
The veins on the old gray-haired man"s neck bulged like wriggling snakes. His usually calm and kind face turned extremely ferocious at this moment. He was like a wild beast that was about to devour someone.
His hoa.r.s.e voice roared hysterically.
"But we have no way out!"
"Twilight City is right under our feet!"
"This is our home, our support, the holy land that we will protect with our lives and souls!"
"Unless you step over our corpses and lie down, otherwise… No one can step into this city!"
"The heavens are watching us!"
"Every citizen of Twilight City will bless us!"
"For no one shall let that gaze down... Fight to the death!"
The high-pitched and hoa.r.s.e voice did not have the instigating power of skill. Everyone sat and felt the blood boil under the reverberation of the war horn.
The person at the front stood up abruptly and slammed the table in rage.
"Fight to the death!"
The remaining people immediately turned around, stood up in unison, and roared ferociously.
"Fight to the death!"
His arrogant voice could suppress the roars of a dragon!
"Sob!"
The dull sound of the war horn was like the low cry of a vulture that circled in the sky. Every echo meant that death was approaching.
Countless demons were like locusts. They covered the desert in front of Twilight City.
They looked at the sky, and a blood-red ocean covered the desert. A brutal and dark aura soared. Even the soldiers in the wild dozens of kilometers away felt the uneasiness in their souls.
Demons were law-abiding evils, unlike the chaotic and evil demons. Their harsh and cruel discipline was their most terrifying aspect.
No other order race in the Order Faction could compare to the demons.
Anyone who violated the law would be beheaded.
The Devil Warlord would not hesitate to execute the wrongdoer.
The b.l.o.o.d.y laws made the demons abide by the rules and strictly abide by order.
Because of that, only the devils of the Ninth h.e.l.l Plane could stand side by side with the endless abyss that had countless Evil G.o.ds.
It had a curved horn on its head, a flaming tail on its back, a trident in its hand, and a standard armor on its body. Its blood-red pupils reflected the dark world.
Beneath the helmet that revealed his face was a ferocious face. In the open mouth were teeth that were countless times sharper than razors, and they could easily tear through steel.
What was even more terrifying was the uniform pace of this demon troop.
They looked around. It looked like a military parade. It was so neat that it made people wonder if it was a mechanical product.
The yellow sand and the bright sun could not dispel the darkness brought by the demons.
The troop pressed down.
Any other city would have fallen into despair and fear. However, there was no turmoil in Twilight City. Everything ran smoothly and accordingly.
Weapons on the backs of the black troops on the tall, st.u.r.dy city walls waited. Their cold killing intent enveloped the front.
The weapons in their hands were ready to unleash the sharpest attacks.
The people had raised the alchemical cannon with an ultimate caliber. The gray-colored dwarves behind them piloted the mechanical puppets to fill up the sh.e.l.ls.
Magic towers stood at regular intervals, and these magic towers released boundless energy. That formed a semi-circular magic shield in the sky of Twilight City. It was so thick that it could block all magic damage.
The active troop lairs of King of the Imperial Troop, Stone Statue of the Dead, Guardian Mummy, and Sandstorm Controller were already in position.
Several eye-catching figures also mixed in.
Alchemy machinery composed the bodies of these strange soldiers. Skinless red muscles covered these bodies. Those muscles squirmed like thin threads. They looked b.l.o.o.d.y and terrifying at first glance. But when one looked carefully, it would send a chill down one"s spine.
None drove these flesh machines. No magic energy dissipated. One could sense the soul aura these alchemical machines emitted if one were to feel them.
Life.
These monsters were not dead but mechanical creations with life.