The World of Masks

A black shadow peers down at the city as it cuts through the night sky. The flower illuminates its surroundings, and the city's horror rages on. Black smoke seeps into the darkness of the darker night. You can hear the howling voices as well as the high air. While stopping the flight, the monsters kept watching the situation below with their unique good eyes, passing on the landscape to the owner who would be far away.

"Cook!"

He closes his eyes and harmonizes his vision with the monsters, making Jack laugh as he watches the city in real time. A terrible tragedy within the city truly coincides with his taste. I was so sad that I couldn't see it with my own eyes.

A group of monsters pass by Jack's side. One by one, you hold a large cannon. The monsters returned after giving a huge cannonball to the Holy Neutral City.

Escaping the influence of the Holy Neutral City, the Altar again provides immense health. Monsters roar as they feel a rushing force within their bodies. The surroundings are buzzing.

"Another success today, my lord."

A deep depressed black hood grunts and reports to Jack. Jack nods.

The man who reported to Jack was one of those who followed the Demon King 50 years ago. After the Demon King's downfall, the Black Wizards, the followers of the Demon King, were greatly oppressed. Focusing on the Holy Neutral City, the Allied forces never forgave the Black Wizards. When I found out, I, as well as my children and family, slaughtered them all. The Black Wizards had no choice but to run everywhere. The Allied forces have finally found them and put their lives on the line, but they cannot eliminate all of them. Those who survived by being trapped in deep oil, changing identities and infiltrating the country quietly raised their heirs. For the day of vengeance, dreaming only of the Demon King's resurrection. For them, the Demon King's resurrection was like a blessing.

This old man, who had the utmost respect for Jack, was also one of them. It was not a successor of the followers, but a follower who survived 50 years ago. Regardless of Jack's condemnation of the enslavement contract, he was given orders by Jack to assume responsibility for the attacks on the Holy Neutral City.

The old man shed tears of joy. I can finally wield my vengeance on those fools who persecute me. But at the same time, I was also worried. Perhaps the Holy Neutral City was the place where the Demon King abandoned his attack after all. But that worry disappeared when the current Demon King gave out a new weapon called Po.

Unlike the previous ones, the current Demon King did not seem to be in such a hurry to invade the Holy Neutral City and sought to thoroughly dry it out.

The old man obeyed the command of the Demon King like heaven. Once outside the sacred neutral city area, you surround a vast swarm of monsters and undead. Flying monsters and undead continue patrolling in the air to avoid being individualized. No one can enter or leave the Holy Neutral City. After creating such a situation, I entered the holy neutral city. There was no rush. With only a handful of well-maneuvered monsters, you are keenly focused on the field. I was going to cut off the supply of food. When I saw the presence of troops coming out of the city after burning grain, I immediately retreated. The situation was repeated several times a day. The fatigue of the city's troops has increased dramatically.

As he continued to attack the field, he mobilized his new weapon, Po. If you use powerful monsters, even if you enter the Holy Neutral City Realm, you will be able to exert the power of a fairly large animal. After placing the scout monsters in the sky, you unleash cannonballs into the city. They don't stop firing until they run out of ammo they took or troops come out of the city. As the Demon Lord said, technological advancements are still underdeveloped and the grape is unsafe, Po often exploded. But it didn't matter. Monsters were critically wounded or eventually breathed, but for the Demon King's army, monsters are a huge consumable. It was only necessary to request it later and get it supplied with the cannonballs.

So the unilateral attack continues. A reconnaissance monster told me that the atmosphere of the portrait house was already inside the city. Humans don't know when the attack will start again.They 're just trembling. That fear and helplessness were deep pleasures for the old man.

"Good work. Keep it that way."

Praise came from the Heavenly Demon King. The old man kneels and bows, his head to the ground. The Demon King's footsteps become distant. The old man was gone for 30 minutes with the footsteps completely gone.

As soon as he woke up, the old man set out to attack a new city. The Demon Lord himself watched. We had to accelerate the attack even more. But I'm not in a hurry. I dare not disobey the order of the Demon King.

"Be strong and thorough!"

The old man smiles cruelly. The Demon King gave me a new weapon this time. We'll be able to heat up that goddamned holy neutral city. The old man gladly stared at the city.

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The night was late and the day was bright. Usually, the diligent farmers would wait for the opening of the gates with their farming tools and snoring. But nowadays, I've been stuck at home, holding my family in my arms for attacks that I don't know when.

For farmers with no combat capabilities, the area outside was no more than a danger zone. Most of the attacks on monsters were just shooting things that explode at night, but there was often a time when they were out near the castle during the day. Monsters' combat abilities within the realm of the Holy Neutral City are no different from those of animals, but even animals pose a great threat to farmers. Even so, I couldn't ask the paladins or soldiers to escort me. The city's defenses are urgent to escort the farmers. Some farmers have already crossed the river that cannot be returned because they have gone outside at risk. Some farmers were unable to farm this year because the fields were completely burned down. A year of farming is like everything for farmers. The farmers, whose fields had been burned, sat in their homes dumbfounded and calmed down.

Farmers weren't the only ones. Cities are a huge consumption. There are many mines in the realm of the sacred neutral city. There are also mountains rich in timber. Grain productivity is also good. However, the access to the outside of the castle is completely blocked and a shortage of supplies begins to appear. Of course, the Holy Neutral City also stockpiled a lot of supplies for the war. However, the relentless firing shots often hit those stockpiled with emergency supplies. No, it seemed like you were the primary target. The impact is beginning to emerge.

Now everyone can see the enemy's thoughts. The Demon King clearly thought it was time to examine the Holy Neutral City itself. But now I realize it's too late. It was wrong of the Demon King to think he would use the same strategy 50 years ago.

The shop is already closed and there is only a small amount of food to distribute from above. Many buildings have collapsed due to continuous firing of cannons. No stone or wood to repair was brought in, so people had to live in ruins like beggars.

And they filled the sky with things to further their despair.

"That one!"

Taking care of the children who lost their parents to the attack, the eyes of a priest who was still praying in the sky today were opened. Something black and enormous was filling the sky. The urgency in the face of the synagogue was young. They were flying monsters.

Hundreds of monsters whirled around in the heavens in the holy neutral city with a strange cry. It was a movement that seemed to be looking for food. The people on the street screamed and hid inside the building. The synagogues gather to intercept the monsters. I raised my hand to the sky and burned my life force.

Tuck!

The monster drops something that was holding you tight with its feet. As soon as you fall off the flying monster's feet as if it had a device, a flame blazes through it. Placed at once by hundreds of monsters, they embroidered the heavens of the sacred neutral city with brilliant sparks. It was like God's wrath. The waves of flames that were blown away by the wind settled in the city.

Glug-ug-ug!

The city caught fire at the moment. Everything that could be burned, such as wood, cloth, human, etc. was burned. The screams of the people soon resounded because of the high temperatures.

Some people bring water and sprinkle water to extinguish the fire. But the flame never died. Rather, a few people who bravely went out to extinguish the fire were still burning.

"Shhhhh!"

What if there was a scream in hell? People rolled the ground to extinguish the flames on their bodies. But the flame that did not go out in the water did not go out. They died slowly in agony.

The synagogues who were out for the intercept also quickly dodged. In the meantime, dozens of monsters have been shot down by a few priests who shot magic. However, slowing down the priests did not prosper because of the use of magic.

"Ahhhh!"

The fire on the kidney robe slowly began to burn to its owner. Surrounding colleagues rush to recite the healing spell and find water and sprinkle it. But the flame does not go out. Rather, the time of pain began to prolong. My colleagues were embarrassed because they had never heard of it. But I couldn't let him die, so I continued to heal. The flame burns, heals, and the cycle of evil is repeated. He had already fainted from extreme pain. Finally, a colleague cuts off the burned area completely with his knife. Then the flame fell. My colleagues rushed to the shrine and left.

The flame burns and burns the surroundings for a long time before it disappears. Then people could barely sigh. But wait a minute. Once again, the faces of those who discovered the flying monsters that had filled the other side of the sky turned pale. Again, the flying monsters were holding onto something on their feet. A white substance containing water in a sealed bottle. It was a white rain. The horrors of the crowd brutally drained the power of their feet. Once more, the flames filled the sky.

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