Don't call me evil god

The impatient monsters rushed in with the fallen manor gate.

People looked desperate.

The only fighting force, Baron Qinar, had fallen.

With their strength alone, it was a luxury to escape from here, let alone stop the monsters.

In the face of disaster.

The power of ordinary people is difficult to resist.

They prayed to the gods in the sky, but not even one god was willing to respond to their prayers.

As death approached, some people who had given up struggling began to leave themselves the last dignity.

The couple hugged each other tightly and kissed each other's lips passionately.

"Dear, when we die and enter the kingdom of God, we will live together!"

"Of course, I promise!"

The mother held the babbling child tightly under her body, trying to use her body to block the monster's attack for him.

"Child, Mom loves you!"

The child stretched out his chubby arms hard, trying to touch his mother's cheek, repeating the words he heard:

"Love... Mom... Love..."

Historically, the survival rate of children in disasters attacked by monsters is indeed much higher than that of adults.

The younger you are, the less likely you are to attract the attention of monsters.

There are many similar examples where mothers used their bodies as cover, and after the Crusaders arrived to rescue them, they found their dying children under the bodies.

There were no signs of damage from monsters on the child's body, but he was weak because of hunger and thirst.

Baroness Qinar hugged her unconscious baron husband, and she still had the last glimmer of hope.

She was in the baron's bedroom on the third floor of the main building of the manor, and the terrain was higher. It would take some time for the monsters to rush in here.

Other ordinary people who were panicking also tried to run into the building at this time, hoping that they could survive by chance.

"No matter who!"

"Help me!"

"Save my husband!"

Mrs. Qinar raised her head and shouted sadly.

"..."

No one responded to her plea.

There were only people's cries and screams in the manor. In the face of disaster, there was no difference between farmers, townspeople, merchants and nobles.

Monsters will attack all mortals indiscriminately.

Outside the manor... there was no light in Chim Town, as if everything was about to be swallowed by the night.

Farther away, there were also patches of lifeless and gloomy wilderness.

And - the flickering lights that were approaching quickly in the wilderness!

...

Mrs. Qinar subconsciously raised her hand and rubbed her eyes hard.

She thought she was too desperate and had some hallucinations.

Take a closer look:

The flickering lights that looked like stars scattered on the earth were still shining in this dangerous night!

Although weak, they were still firmly lighting up the wilderness full of dangers!

This was obviously not the Crusader of the God of Light.

When they moved, they were as dazzling as the sun in the sky. The blessing of divine magic would make them like a group of apostles who stepped into the mortal world from the kingdom of God. Wherever they passed, all kinds of darkness would be swept away.

In the wilderness, there were flickering lights.

The momentum was far less spectacular than that of the Crusader.

But at this desperate moment!

Lights are hope!

Mrs. Chinar squinted her eyes and looked carefully at the light closest to her.

It was a flatbed carriage moving at high speed, and there seemed to be a looming figure on the carriage!

It was not far from Qim Town.

According to the estimated speed, it might take a few minutes to reach the manor.

The light lit under the eternal night of Ceylon was clearly a torch burning and piercing the darkness!

Moreover, there was more than one!

Mrs. Chinar looked around and counted, there were dozens or even hundreds of lights emitting exciting light!

They were moving quickly in different directions.

There were several lights, and the destination was obviously the direction of Qim Town!

A spark is starting a prairie fire!

...

Mrs. Chinar suddenly felt confident because she didn't know where the power came from!

She stood up and rushed to the window, shouting at the panicked crowd in the manor with all her strength:

"I see the team supporting us!"

"They will be here soon!"

"Unite! Everyone! As long as we hold on for a little longer, we will be saved!"

"Please!"

"Don't give up! Be brave!"

Although Mrs. Chinal could not be sure whether the swaying lights emerging from the eastern border were support to rescue them.

But at this time she could only pin her last hope on them!

Hearing the word "support".

Not only did Mrs. Chinal have courage and strength.

The panicked townspeople seemed to have been fed a dose of heart-strengthening magic potion, and their state changed 360 degrees in an instant!

Previously, they could not see any hope of survival. The gate of the manor was breached, and everyone was afraid that they would die in the end.

But now-they have hope!

As long as they hold on for a little longer.

With the arrival of support, they can survive!

The oppressive feeling brought by the chaotic aura of the void on the monsters was forcibly overcome by the instinctive desire to survive!

More and more people picked up sticks, pitchforks, even kitchen knives and clothes scissors from their surroundings, and used them as their makeshift weapons to fight back against the monsters pouring into the manor.

Although some people fell, the survivors still tried their best to resist!

Mrs. Chinal settled the still unconscious Baron, lifted her skirt, and rushed to the roof of the main building of the manor at full speed, pulling the heavy trigger next to an open-air "cauldron".

The flame powder came into contact with the grease below, mixed together, and quickly underwent a magical and drastic change:

"Boom!"

A large group of blazing flames looked particularly spectacular and dazzling in the dark night!

This was the "beacon tower" specially installed by Baron Chinal. It was also a reserved item for Pete to "fan the flames" when he was a child. He would ignite it at any time to create an atmosphere of monster attack.

When grease comes into contact with the magic material called "flame powder", it will be quickly ignited and burn violently.

Baron Chinal's original intention was to use it as a reminder, and if there was any danger, he would use it to warn the townspeople.

The arrival of the Ceylon Eternal Night Disaster was too sudden, and the scope of influence was too huge.

There was no need for warning at all, everyone knew that something big had happened, and the beacon tower could not be used.

Mrs. Qinar didn't expect it to come in handy at this time!

This way can be used to remind the "swaying lights" in the wilderness.

Their help is needed here!

As the "lights" rushed into the range of Qim Town, a scene that Mrs. Qinar couldn't believe appeared:

On the flatbed carriage, several warriors wearing iron armor and carrying an unknown huge "backpack" on their backs began to violently erupt with flames, carrying them - flying high!

The dazzling flames on the beacon platform echoed with three flame flying men who tore through the long night in the air.

They quickly crossed the distance of half of Qim Town.

Accompanied by a loud "bang"!

Finally, they landed directly inside the Qinar Baron Manor!

God's soldiers descended from the sky!

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