Orc Tyrant

"Holy Father is here!!"

Behind him, the countess screamed. The sudden howl frightened Nutans, she had just staggered to the entrance of the underground passage, so she had witnessed it all.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

"Keep calm, please."

Silas came to them.

"Is this... an attack?"

The countess asked, her voice murky, just like a dream in deep sleep.

The heat waves were rolling, full of dry and sour burning smell, the strong light forced her to cover her eyes, but the secret guards didn't need to be like this, their strengthened retina could adapt to these chaotic light spots.

"God knows."

Silas said.

"Anyway, this is by no means an accident."

Nutans didn't know what to say, and he caught a familiar figure from the corner of his eye.

"Nutans!"

A secret guard appeared suddenly, and he found them. There was a small team beside him, it was Alba, the leader of a small group called Ye Blade.

"Do you know what's going on?"

Nutans asked, and the other party shook his head in response.

"do not know."

"How many people do you have?"

"I have eleven here. I just finished investigating the hiding place of an arcanist."

Albay took out a roll of paper from the sealed bucket on his waist, which still had a burnt black mark on it.

"We have some discoveries, maybe it's related to this."

"How is your communicator?"

Albay shook his head again.

"Nothing works."

"There is a reporting station on the other side of this square."

The countess suddenly spoke, Nutans looked at her, and she was standing up with Silas's arm, her brows frowned in pain.

"Posting station?"

"That is part of the new system of the Ministry of Posts, with some newly installed wireless transmitters."

Nutans nodded towards Albay.

"Very good, we may be able to figure out what is going on."

"Let's go, move faster."

Silas drew the pistol from his waist.

"I don't think there will be any good things in the future."

The moment he blurted out this sentence, he regretted it.

"why?"

Nutans tilted his head to him.

"Because I am a pessimist,".

Nutans looked at him, sighed, and then they helped the wounded countess and began to move forward.

Albay glanced at them.

"What is your mission?"

He asked, originally this was a taboo, a secret guard shouldn't ask about another secret guard's mission, but it is not what it used to be.

"What else can it be? Nothing more"

Nutans stopped halfway through, and he could feel the tremor in the air.

Everything turned black, a deep shadow enveloped them, and he heard the countess and her attendants call in extreme horror.

A thing is slowly crossing the sky, it is huge and unparalleled, like a blooming flower.

Witnessing an object comparable to the entire city is shocking in itself. It is the largest object they have ever seen in their entire life.

It descended very slowly. It fell slowly along the skyline, spewing cloud-like fragments, dragging the gradually dissociated debris, as if the sky in Cusconar was a lake, and the object was gracefully A huge wood sinking into the bottom of the lake.

The scene of destruction has an original magnificent beauty.

Everything they were witnessing was like a myth, like escaping from the vast sky of stars, like a **** who forgets how to fly, like a fall from an ancient fable, goodness falls into evil, light falls into darkness.

"Kaemon is on..."

Vintanus whispered softly, the outline of the huge figure reflected in his pupils.

It seems to be suspended in the air, but the impact is within minutes and seconds, it will fall into this world, and the flames it ignites will scorch the entire continent.

"Back..."

He spoke, his tone trembling uncontrollably.

"Back!"

17 10th 6:39:41

Jamila guessed that they were going to the city.

Company Commander Johnson has ordered everyone to prepare.

No matter what is happening, this is terrible, and the residents of Cuconar must need help.

Starting from the underground fortress, they reached their destination in only five hours.

So far they have not received any orders, nor have they received any news, and they have no coordination with the defenders of Cusconar.

Jamila didn't mind this, they were about to enter the city, complete the deployment, and defend the main points.

They have received this training for deployment and defense. .

While she was thinking about this, things changed, and so did the plan.

Strange firepower began to fall from the sky.

The feeling of the first impact was quite shocking, and Jamila could see clearly, a light blue crystal cone as thick as a human torso was drawn from the dirty sky and fell about a kilometer in front.

It crashed down, like a heavy hammer, accompanied by scorching glare, spreading out waves of shock.

The explosion caused by the impact is equivalent to the power of a large plasma cannon, which throws the surrounding houses into the air like a toy, and some of the broken bricks hit the flying iron harrier.

Jamila's team was at the edge of the shockwave's range of influence. Their battle uniforms sensed the explosion, and immediately locked and resisted the impact, allowing them to stand firm.

The inertial buffer worked hard, and she felt gravel and fine debris splashing on the battle uniform.

The shock wave passed, and the automatic locking system relaxed.

At that moment, their discipline was shaken. In addition to fear, there was confusion. What is that thing in the sky?

The second shock came soon.

This time it was two crystal cones. They kept rolling. One of them hit a fishing port on the coast one kilometer to the west. A landslide.

The other one squashed a flying iron harrier, leaving a large hole on its wing, but it did not explode, and the fuselage gradually fell apart.

After a few seconds, it rolled towards the coast, shattered armor and screaming soldiers scattered in the air.

More crystal cones fall all around, like a bomb, a weird hail, a child’s toy poured out of the box, some exploded, some shattered and disintegrated in the impact, and some were embedded in the flesh. Buried into the ground like a bullet.

Jamila looked up at the sky through a small window, except for the heavy smoke from the city, there was almost only a weird blue color.

The sky is full of falling objects. They are rolling in the air, reflecting the sunlight, shining brightly, and rotating faster or slower.

To the west, Jamila saw the polygonal outline of an iron harrier in this weird disaster that fell from the sky, which was spinning and falling.

Later, she also saw the fallen body.

Unlike many mechanical parts, they could not withstand this fall. They were charred and cooked. Eventually they fell to the ground like a bundle of damp firewood, torn apart.

They don't smash huge pits or cause explosions like metal parts, but the impact they bring is more shocking.