sword sentient beings

Chapter 869 Conflict

"There are twelve human swordsmen, three hundred sword immortals, and... more than three thousand ordinary humans in Lianghe City. They are vulnerable, vulnerable." On a tower on the city wall, a bald demon priest overlooked the city and supported the city wall with his hands. "We, the spirit race, can deal with three weak humans. What's more, we have twice as many people as them."

"Yes, this is all arranged by you. In fact... there are the same number of elf students as barbarian students in the Light Academy, so we have more manpower." Beside him, there was a blue-skinned demon who looked like a fish with gills on his cheeks.

"Huh? Didn't I tell you to evacuate all the elves in the academy? Why do you still include them in the statistics?" The high priest turned around suddenly, and his bald head reflected the moonlight above, which was almost brighter than the light of the lamp.

His body was actually not very tall, but slightly taller than the average human, and the fishman demon behind him was almost twice as tall as him, the difference was huge, but the fishman kept his head down, not daring to look at the High Priest Tianyou, who had extraordinary strength and power.

"That's right. But there are several younger generations of the Eldar who want to stay and fight, and they are very enthusiastic and sincere. They also said that they can rescue the results of the research institute and workshop, and strive for the greatest possible success for us..."

"No need!" The bald high priest waved his hand and shouted, "Those achievements are not worth snatching, they are all garbage, understand? Garbage! They are nothing more than freaks hybridized from human scraps and a small amount of essence of my Eldar. They have no value from the beginning. It was a mistake to agree to create these garbage. How many resources have been wasted in three years. There is no point. Leaving them in the world is a testimony to the depravity of my Eldar. Destroy everything, not a single one will be left!"

He roared in a low voice, and after a while, he calmed down a little and said, "As for those people, they dared to ask for a fight, but I didn't dare to let them join. Who knows what they have learned from living with the barbarians day and night..."

The fish-man demon said hurriedly: "Priest Wu, they are all the best selected by the hundreds of tribes in our spirit world. Their bloodlines are very noble among all the tribes, and they are all loyal to the spirit world. They will never betray us."

Priest Wu snorted, "I didn't say they betrayed me. It's bad enough that they were too soft-hearted to the barbarians. If they stay there for too long, some people might get confused and think that the barbarians are really classmates. They will inevitably become weak and unable to take action. As for the inadvertent disclosure of information, it is even harder to guard against. So don't take risks at the beginning. I said, only we can do it. This time, the city must be destroyed, everyone must be killed, everything must be burned, not a single bit, not a man, not a dog, not even a bug must be left! Do you understand?"

The fish-man demon said, “Yes.”

Just as he was about to go down, he heard someone behind him say, "Do you know what you are talking about?"

Priest Wu turned around and saw a woman with outstanding appearance and extraordinary temperament, like a celestial being, coming up from the tower. He was annoyed in his heart, but still said politely, "Your Excellency the Saint."

The Saint walked up and said, "You are wasting natural resources! We have carried out many meaningful research projects in Two Rivers City in the past two years..."

Priest Wu said impatiently: "Lady Saint, those are all illusions. In fact, they are all conspiracies created by the barbarians. Don't you know how cunning the barbarians are? You should know. I remember you cried in the Pantheon three years ago that a barbarian played a trick on you and swept away all your savings..."

The saint was exposed and became angry. She said, "I have never denied that the barbarians are cunning, and I have no intention of hindering your actions. Even if the Pantheon orders me to do so, I can go to fight. But knowledge and technology are correct. They are not divided by race or tribe. In recent years, the spiritual world has become more and more contemptuous of knowledge. We have conducted joint research with humans and distributed the results between the two worlds. Then humans have properly applied them and made progress day by day, while we are complacent and have put good technology on the shelf, never using it, and even despising it, and feeling complacent about it. The result will only be falling further and further behind. A mere communication bracelet, how many times have others improved it, and we can only borrow it..."

Priest Wu interrupted, "Have you disposed of all your bracelets?"

The Saint said angrily, "Of course! In order to keep it secret, we are all aware of it. It is a very convenient tool, but because we cannot produce it ourselves, we can only throw it away! Everyone cannot communicate in time and has become deaf. If we make good use of technology, they should be the ones who are restricted! Now you say that all the technology is not needed. All our efforts over the years have been in vain to make wedding clothes for mankind..."

Priest Wu sneered and said, "Then do you know why we don't use it? Because we have better ones!"

He raised his head with a proud look and said, "Don't you know, Saint? When the Holy Ship was built, your so-called technology could only help. The real reliance was the power of the Holy Spirit. Now that the Holy Spirit has ascended to the top of the Pantheon, its power shines upon all races in the spiritual world. With its support, any technology or talisman is just a child's play. What's the need to keep it?"

The Saint's expression was still as angry as ever, but she was also a little more fearful. She said, "The Holy Spirit is indeed powerful, but the spirit world has more than just one kind of power..."

Priest Wu shouted, "Saint, do you know what you are saying?"

This was the question the Saint had asked before, and now he asked it back exactly as it was. The Saint's face gradually turned pale, and finally she had nothing to say, so she pursed her lips and turned away.

Priest Wu reminded: "Don't forget your students. Don't leave any of them behind when you retreat, otherwise it will be bad if they are implicated."

The fish-man demon next to him was a little uneasy. After all, the status of the saint was still very noble. He said, "Priest, there is no need to offend her like this. She will go back to the Pantheon and say a few words later..." Priest Wu sneered, "Pantheon? Sooner or later, it will be renamed the Holy Temple. She is the saint of the Pantheon, and there will naturally be a real saint of the Holy Temple in the future. She still wants to say a few words, how can she have a say?"

The matter of the saint was just a small episode for him. The saint had been teaching in this training institute for more than a year. Although she was willing to do so, it was obvious that she was squeezed out. Now all she has left is a title, but sooner or later she will lose even the title.

  There are many people like the Saint in the spiritual world, but Priest Wu is just the opposite. He is a powerful man, so how could he care about the Saint?

Now he only has the Holy Spirit in his heart, and he is completing the task assigned by the Holy Spirit. If there is anything else, it is to avenge his son who was killed by humans.

"So, those barbarians didn't notice?"

"No, they haven't made any unusual movements, and there's no sign of reinforcements."

"Very good. Stupid barbarian, just go to die in confusion." Priest Wu looked down at this new city that was a combination of human and demon styles, and murmured: "Burn, destroy! This freak city should not exist, and we should completely wipe out everything that has gone wrong for the past three years to kick off the grand prologue!"

"This is just the first step. In the future, the spiritual world, the earth and barbarian world, and the void will all belong to my God."

  "Holy Spirit bless you!"
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"They didn't notice, did they?" asked a handsome and arrogant swordsman on the top floor of the training academy.

"Probably not." A young swordsman just came in from outside with a calm expression, "I just walked around them and got some information. They didn't notice anything and were very proud of themselves."

The proud swordsman nodded and said, "You are indeed the legendary Honghu Sword. With you, their cover-up is useless. Let them attack first without knowing what's going on. We won't be the first to attack. However, after they attack first, it's not up to them whether they can take their hands back or not. In three years, the Sky Demon has not improved in his despicable behavior. This is what we call a dog that can't change its nature."

The young swordsman, Honghu Sword Guard Changle, agreed, "Yes, the behavior of the Heavenly Demon is not surprising at all. It is precisely because we can't go wrong to guard against them that we can indeed defend against them. After this time, the war that will sweep across the two worlds will begin."

The proud swordsman heard his sigh and said, "That was inevitable... It seems you don't want to fight."

Wei Changle sighed and said, "Who wants to fight a war? In a war, cities are reduced to ruins, young people die halfway through, and there is no time to do the things they like... So, it would be great if we could end the war quickly."

The swordsman, who originally thought that he was tired of fighting and wanted to say a few words of encouragement, raised his eyebrows and said, "A quick victory?"

"Yes, end the battle quickly, kill all the demons, seize the land, and fill it with humans, so that the two worlds can be unified and the battle will be over." Wei Changle seemed to smile as he said this, showing his teeth.

The arrogant swordsman didn't expect that Wei Changle, the most quiet of all the instructors, was actually a hidden radical. He couldn't help but smile and said, "Who wouldn't want to? It's a pity that three years of recuperation is too short. In the past three years, the situation on the side of the demons has been bloody, but the situation on our side has not changed much. There has not been any strong man who can overwhelm the world. It's a pity that after ten years of gathering and learning, it would be better if we had twenty years of recuperation."

At this point, he also smiled: This is really too fantastic. Even this three-year truce was earned through a world-destroying crisis. Three years is not enough for everyone to recover from their injuries. At most, they can just lick their wounds before they have to go out to fight again.

This battle is again a long way off.

Wei Changle wanted to say something, but in the end he shook his head and said, "They are going to take action today. I have already made arrangements for the students, and they can all retreat on time. But a few students are very smart. They saw that there will be a battle tonight and want to join us."

The arrogant swordsman said in amazement, "Yes, you are very perceptive, much better than those brainless demons. It is up to you to decide whether to allow it or not. After all, you are the commander tonight."

Wei Changle said: "Yes, now I am the commander of Lianghe City."

At least for now.