My players are so fierce.

Chapter 1333. The Beginning of Eternal Death

The divine artifact of light placed at the highest point of Banks City is still in operation, continuing to protect the suffering land in this second dark night. The area it protects is not just this city, but also a large area around it, like a "kingdom of God on earth" under the light.

Although this thing does not represent any symbol of faith, for people in desperate situations, seeing that the light is still there is definitely the most exciting thing. In the chaotic city, besides the soldiers of the pioneering corps, the busiest people are some of the Holy Light believers who are trapped here.

They were keenly aware of the influence of the Glorious Artifact on the residents of the city, and began to preach spontaneously, describing the light that isolated the cold and dark night as the grace of holy light, which really attracted a group of anxious civilians.

Ever since the Ten Years' War, after King Louis personally destroyed the belief system of the Plantagenet Kingdom, the unblessed souls of the people in this country have been a big problem. Even King Louis himself said that the spiritual world of his people is like a barren land, in urgent need of nourishment from faith. If it weren't for the country's strict administrative system and the fact that the behavior of the Old Church at the end of its existence was too outrageous, causing the entire country to feel sympathetic about it, I'm afraid that large and small cults would have already joined in the fun here.

At this moment, in the city of Banks in East Prussia, which has been physically isolated from other places, large-scale conversion of faith caused by a disaster and a sacred artifact of protection is a natural result.

In the past, this situation would have aroused the vigilance of the city's managers, and those who preached casually would definitely be caught, caged and severely tortured.

But the situation is special after all.

In the area where the Holy Light believers gathered spontaneously, one could even see some nobles and high-ranking officials from Banks City chanting the Holy Light scriptures aloud with the priest.

It can be seen that they are really desperate, and only in despair can people understand the meaning of prayer and faith.

"Fire! Fire quickly!"

At the same time as the sound of praising the holy light spread throughout the city, a hoarse roar also sounded on the walls of Banks City. There was no need to elaborate on the urgency contained in the hoarse roar; the clues could be seen just by looking at the boiling battlefield at this time.

Those Chaos creatures have entered the area covered by the Glorious Artifact, especially those who were killed by the creatures and "resurrected". The evil servants who were contaminated by the power of Chaos and looked grotesquely made let out strange roars and constantly attacked the defenders' defense line outside the city.

On their path as they advanced like a tide, three trenches that had been filled with various corpses represented that the intensity of the war had reached an unimaginable level.

In this situation, placing ordinary soldiers outside the city would be a complete act of suicide, so apart from the Marshal's Guards, the only ones stationed outside the city were the fearless Transian foreigners.

They are always like this, always active in the most dangerous fronts of the most dangerous battlefields, and at any time they will let out a happy war cry in a "heartless" manner, and then tear into pieces any bastard who approaches them in the most brutal way.

Of course, in a war of this intensity, having such a group of "war maniacs" as allies is a blessing for both the Pioneer Corps and Banks City.

Although the intensity of the battle has exceeded that of the underwater war in the Great Reef Province, the players' will to fight has not diminished in the slightest. Although these chaos creatures are unlikely to drop any valuable equipment, the players' enthusiasm at this time has reached a new level.

It’s not that they really hate chaos or desire order, it’s simply because after the destiny system was opened, some big guys have already summed up the most efficient way to “brush destiny”.

The answer is simple: fight Chaos!
Currently, there are no players who have broken through to the gold level, so they have not yet reached Murphy's level of clarity of self-transcendent core. The destinies they walk come from the blessings given by the incarnation of the power of destiny.

To put it simply, it is the favor given by the gods who control most of the symbols in the field of destiny.

The more you are loved by the gods who represent the core of destiny, the more the power of destiny will be open to players. Unlocking those very powerful destiny talents one by one can also enable players' combat effectiveness to achieve a qualitative leap.

Don't you think it's a coincidence?

The gods hate the chaos of the Warp, so every time a chaotic creature is killed, the player will gain a few points on the path of destiny.

It would be even better if the guy who was killed dropped pollutants. These things can be taken to a shrine, purified, and then offered as sacrifices. They are now hot trading items in the circle of high-end players.

Obviously, the introduction of this destiny system is the damn development team deliberately guiding players to fight against chaos.

And the little players just fall for it!
Although the destiny system was only introduced more than half a month ago, the hardest-working group has now upgraded their destiny talent to the third level by constantly hunting Dagon fishmen and demons in the Great Reef Province.
What is this concept?

If compared with the popular belief system on the mainland, the powerful destiny talents on the third level can basically only be obtained by the core members of each church or the saints through the blessings of the gods. Going higher, you have to wait for the extraordinary power of the reserve gods.

This means that the hardcore players are now veritable “wild saints”.

But the happy days of farming Destiny are over. The powerful talents of the fourth level and the ultimate talents of the fifth level are not horrific reputations that can be accumulated simply by farming Chaos Creatures. These talents have demanding prerequisite nodes and exclusive divinely chosen tasks from various gods.

The legendary quest chain is so annoying that players have to complete the "myth quest" called "Star Expansion" to unlock the ultimate talent of the destiny system.

Most importantly, this system is not open yet.

There is no place to work.

However, this does not affect the high-end players' interest in continuing to brush Chaos. It is always good to save more destiny points. What's more, now that the top handful of players have already gone deep into the path of Silver, they must also continue to fight with powerful enemies to hone their silver power, in order to summarize their own extraordinary golden rules in the future.

In short, with the combination of all the above factors, the precarious City of Banks welcomed its "savior".

Just like many stories in the past, in front of a group of people who need help the most, the "kind-hearted" foreigners descended from the sky like the winged Akun angel, and on the surface they were fighting for "justice, equity and protection", but in fact they were fighting for "drops, experience and achievements".

"Shit! The front line can't hold on any longer, prepare to retreat!"

The giant shark's iconic powerful roar echoed in his position. The fact that the madman who enjoyed fighting could take the initiative to say "retreat" showed that the situation had indeed gotten bad to a certain extent.

This is mainly a defensive war.

The city of Banks behind them prevents the players from launching more flexible guerrilla warfare, and it is a bit too difficult to rely on their numbers and combat effectiveness to fight against the chaotic monsters that keep rushing out from the floating curtain of eternal night.

After all, no one knows how many such subspace cannon fodders there are in the dark night.

It's like throwing a group of people into a monster spawner. It's no longer a matter of will.

However, when Giant Shark said to retreat, he was just shouting to the NPCs in the trenches. He himself had no intention of retreating. He was ready to use the ultimate move of Wam Prison to summon the gods to earth after the "troublesome" NPCs retreated, so that he could kill as many enemies as he wanted here. However, before Giant Shark's position began to retreat, a violent vibration occurred under his feet.

The experienced giant shark shouted "Fuck" and jumped to the side, not forgetting to take the two NPC warriors closest to him.

But the remaining people did not receive any help, and they screamed and fell into the tunnel dug by the ratmen below when the ground collapsed. After a few screams, those brave warriors were drowned in the group of rats that continued to emerge from the ground.

This scene made the giant shark's teeth bared and its eyes wide open.

The feelings of the crazy guys are always pure. Although they didn't spend much time with the pioneers, the giant shark recognized their courage to fire at the Chaos monsters. Seeing the soldiers die tragically in the shameless sneak attack, the giant shark dragged the battle axe and roared into the tunnel where the ratmen kept pouring out. This scene was just like a fancy suicide.

However, with the giant shark's current combat power, it is basically an impossible task for the weak individual ratmen to kill him in a short period of time.

The blinding scarlet energy blades lit up in the ratman tunnel like a windmill, sweeping across the tunnel like a storm of blood and flesh, sweeping up broken limbs. The other warriors were about to follow suit, but they heard the roar of the giant shark amid the ratman's terrified screams:
"Don't worry about me! Get out of here! I can't use my ultimate skill until you rookies get out of here! There's no such thing as turning off friendly damage in this damn game!!!"

Such a violent roar made the soldiers of the pioneering army look at each other in bewilderment, but the continuously pouring out ratmen and the Chaos monsters rushing over from the front would not give them more time. After the battle captain gave an order, the remaining soldiers immediately retreated to the city wall behind them.

There was a ladder there for them to climb up. After all, the city gate must not be opened at this time.

An officer of the Pioneer Corps, covered in blood, jumped onto the ladder and climbed up for a while, then looked back down. The position he had guarded for a day and a night had now been occupied by Chaos and Ratmen, which made him feel a mixture of anger, shame and helplessness.

The cannons on the city walls kept firing, and each shot could kill many enemies, but it was really not enough in the face of the tidal wave of enemies.

What’s even more terrifying is that this isn’t just the case on this side of the city wall, the situation is the same all around the walls of the entire Banks City!

And the city is not safe.

Almost every twenty minutes, the ratmen would dig tunnels into the city, and the city was filled with exhausted militiamen on nervous alert. Fortunately, the Transians delivered enough weapons and explosives by airship and four-wheel trucks, and the support of the Blood Eagle Claw rifles had strong firepower, otherwise the militiamen armed with old-fashioned muskets would not be able to resist even the ratmen.

This scene made the officer feel like he was not fighting in the human world at all.

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I am definitely dead!

Right now, I am continuing to fight against those evil creatures in hell, and I have to fight until eternity to end this "evil fate".

When he climbed up the city wall and was about to curl up in a corner to rest for a while like everyone else, he heard a horrible explosion. Amid the earth-shaking noise, he jumped up and lay on the city wall to look into the city. Then he was horrified to see that a section of the city wall in the distance was collapsing under the attack of the seven giant claws of an astonishingly large chaos fusion body.

"Boiled!"

The officer didn't even have time to think about it. He grabbed the Blood Eagle Claw rifle beside him and rushed towards that place.

But it was too late.

Only a hole was torn in the city wall, but the next moment, ratmen and chaos creatures rushed in from the crack like a black tide of flood, howling.

General Kudel and a group of Blood Eagle warriors descended from the sky to try to block the breach. Many earth priests were desperately repairing the city wall, but just this catastrophic scene was enough to cause the civilians in the area to panic.

This is the scene that Banksy fears the most right now!
The city was filled with refugees from all over East Prussia. Once large-scale chaos broke out in one area and could not be stopped, it would quickly spread to the entire city. By then, there would be no need for the chaotic creatures outside the city to continue attacking, as the city would collapse in its own chaos.

"It's over!"

This thought emerged in his mind, but he still did not stop and continued to rush forward with gritted teeth, ready to make a last-ditch effort in this desperate situation.

Unfortunately, he ran too fast and didn't pay attention to his feet, so he tripped. He was thrown out in a mess and rolled several times before he got up covered in dust. He was about to turn around and curse the bastards behind him, but then he saw the most shocking scene in his life.

The person who tripped him was not a living person, but a corpse that had died in an attack by a Chaos Bird. However, at this moment, the corpse, wearing the uniform of the Pioneer Corps, was trembling and standing up.

The head torn by the evil bird was still dripping red and white liquid, but it had already begun to look for its weapon and finally grasped the bolt-action rifle at hand, and then stood up as if it were alive.

It seemed to notice the gaze of its companion and tried hard to give him a terrifying "smile".

What frightened him was not just this resurrected corpse. In his eyes, on the entire city wall behind him, all the corpses that were piled up there and had no time to be cleaned up were moving. They were all standing up, and the corpses on the trampled positions outside the city were making the same movements.

This scene caused both sides on the battlefield to fall into a kind of stagnation. Even the roaring artillery stopped. Only the corpses moved their bodies to welcome their second life. At the command of the extremely majestic voice in their minds, they grabbed their weapons and killed the nearest enemy beside them.

He watched his dead companions gather on the city wall to form a silent marching group, rushing towards the breach along the wall. One of the dead, who had the same rank of lieutenant colonel as him, threw the blood-stained pistol from his waist to him as he passed by.

This action made the officer jump with surprise.

He could not care less about all that now. He followed the dead and rushed over there. Since the living had better legs and feet, he ran the fastest. While running, he looked back at the city below. Screams were heard in every block, and corpses from all over were gathered on every street.

The impoverished suicidal nobles, the homeless on the street corners, the desperate officials and the warriors in the morgue.

Regardless of their identities when alive, death treats them equally and gives them a unified identity, just like trickles of water converging on the blood vessel-like streets of Banks City, then moving in a unified direction and eventually forming an indestructible line of defense.

He heard the cheers in the city.

When he looked up during the fierce battle, he saw an airship with a strange military emblem descending from the darkness. Under the deck of the airship, the flag of the Pioneer Corps was waving. The heavy black dragoons were dropped into the city and outside the city by the airships that kept appearing from the darkness, like raindrops of steel.

He swore he saw Marshal Loren.
Even though the marshal had stripped him of all his military posts and honors a day ago, he still felt extremely excited at this moment. He knew that the marshal of the pioneering corps would not abandon his soldiers and escape alone!

He brought back reinforcements.
"puff"

Being distracted on the battlefield is a very deadly behavior, and the officer soon paid the price for his mistake.

A flesh-tearing ghost rushed out of the chasm and stabbed a sharp bone blade into his chest, making him feel the cold call of death at that moment. But at the end of his life, he still used the last of his strength to stab the sword in his hand towards the hideous monster in front of him, blinding the other's cold and malicious eyes.

He fell to the ground, and felt someone stepping on him and rushing towards him in the chaotic battlefield.

In the trance of death, he saw a pair of outstretched bloody wings.

That might be some kind of symbol.

In short, after a few seconds, he struggled to get up, picked up a sword from the ground and moved his body which had no feeling anymore.

The light in his eyes turned into a dark blue, and then turned into red, representing anger.

Pluto has issued an edict!
Eternal service.
Let’s get started!
(End of this chapter)