It was a very restless night.
Søren heard the sound of fighting and explosions, and there were fires in some places. The City of Wealth, which was originally rich and relatively orderly, had now become a place of chaos. None of the gangs in the Evil Faction were simple characters. They were all violent and evil members. Their equipment and strength may not be as good as the city guards, but they could definitely cause chaos if they fought desperately. No one would be naive enough to think that these bloody people would surrender without a fight. It was impossible for them to do so without a fight.
A curfew began to be imposed on the streets, and the city guards lit torches to open a line of defense to avoid the chaos affecting ordinary people.
There were sounds of cursing and crying everywhere.
Their originally relatively peaceful life was broken, and many people locked the doors and windows tightly to prevent the chaos outside from affecting their families. There were traces of Rogues shuttling in the dark. Rogues had always been the backbone of the gray area. From time to time, the screams of the city guards could be heard. In the dark, they could not easily deal with Rogues above grade 2. Søren's figure was hidden in the shadows. He stood on a clock tower and looked at the city in front of him.
In just the middle of the night, this bustling city revealed a sense of depression.
There was a fire in a warehouse in the dock area, and the city guards were controlling the spread of the fire. Sporadic fighting occurred everywhere, and there were members of the Umbral Realm trying to escape. The fire seemed to have spread a little, and there were cries and howls in the direction of the slums. The paladins had also joined the battle, but the southwest corner of the slums had been set on fire. It was not known whether it was because of the chaos or because of the deliberate revenge of the Umbral Realm.
Their behavior today would undoubtedly make many people hate them!
The City of Wealth was a very prosperous city, but these prosperity were also evil prosperity. Now that some people were being purged, their armed forces would inevitably resist. In the future, the trade of the entire City of Wealth would be affected. Ordinary people in the lower class would lose their jobs, and there would be less smuggling trade and black market trade. In the next few months, nearly 30% of the dockworkers would be unemployed. Then they would not have a good New Year this year.
"Sigh."
Søren sighed softly and said slowly, "Sure enough, it will only turn into a farce in the end!"
The City of Wealth compromised, and so did the paladins.
The victims did not get the justice they deserved because they were too weak.
Perhaps in the future, the evil forces in the City of Wealth would be restrained a lot, but the current chaos would also affect and change their lives. They might not be able to live well in the future, but it was certain that the present and future days would be very difficult. The purge of the Paladins would severely hit the trade of the City of Wealth, cutting off smuggling, slavery, and black market trade. Who knew how many people would lose their jobs as a result. These poor people who had lost their jobs would have an even harder time. They might even have to sell their children.
The wealth was still here.
However, it would be transferred to the hands of the strong and would never fall into the pockets of the weak.
Temporary justice was nothing but a false justice!
Søren's figure shuttled through the darkness. His agile shadow leaped from roof to roof, covering a distance of more than ten meters in an instant. He shuttled through the darkness like a ghost, searching for his target. This was a time of chaos, and it was also a time to take advantage of the situation. There were many people who had the same goal as him. Whether or not they could get a sum of money from those organizations that had been purged would depend on their own strength.
Taking chestnuts out of the fire!
People in the evil camp were never afraid to take risks. They were originally in a dangerous industry.
The City of Wealth was too rich. Those organizations that had mastered smuggling trade and so on had accumulated more than 100,000 Kindler Coins. This wealth was enough for many people to take risks and take advantage of the chaos to get a sum of money. They could easily get thousands of Kindler Coins. This income was comparable to an adventure. If they were more evil, they could even rob ordinary people directly. Anyway, after the event, they could push the blame to those organizations.
Without order, evil would descend.
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"Daughter! … Mira! … My Mira! … "
A man with blood-red eyes stood in front of the fire. He was wearing tattered clothes, and his thick arms showed that he often worked. He looked at the house that had turned into a sea of fire and let out a sad howl. There were no living people inside. The fire was so strong that his wife and daughter couldn't run out.
"No!!!"
The middle-aged man let out a shrill howl and rushed to a white-haired old man next to him. His whole body was trembling. He grabbed the old man's neck and lifted him up. He roared, "It's all your fault! It's all your fault! If you didn't beg the paladins, those bad guys wouldn't retaliate against us! My daughter wouldn't have died! "
"You damned old ghost! … I'm going to kill you! … I'm going to kill you! … "
Bang.
A young paladin raised his hand and knocked him out. The old man suddenly fell to the ground. He looked at the sea of fire in front of him. His face was full of tears. It seemed that he didn't think that things would turn out like this.
He murmured like a fool, "Why did it turn out like this! … Why did it turn out like this! … "
The young paladin also had a complicated expression. He also didn't think that things would turn out like this. In the end, it led to an uncontrollable chaos. He didn't know how many innocent people died in this chaos. For the first time, he doubted his faith. He doubted whether the justice he upheld was right or not. Because after the chaos spread, they couldn't stop it, even if they had great power.
"Firm faith!"
An older paladin appeared behind him. The other party raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder. In a deep voice, he said, "There must be sacrifices to maintain justice! … "
"Why did it turn out like this?" The young man murmured in a low voice. There was a trace of sadness and regret in his eyes. He was full of passion and justice. Why did he kill so many people? Why did the maintenance of justice turn into a war in the end? How many people did this war have to kill before it ended?
"Devil!!!"
Shrill screams echoed over the city. Everyone was dead silent for a moment. Then the paladins turned into shadows and rushed in the direction of the sound.
"Detect Evil!"
In the end, they still used this spell. The power of the Sacred Samurai began to spread, and a faint aura appeared on the bodies of everyone nearby.
Many of them were white, but more were gray. There were also many pale red, dark red, and blood-red auras.
For a long time.
These ordinary people worked for the evil, carried goods for them, guarded forbidden goods for them, and covered up their sins. Under the aura of the paladins, these people were also guilty, but their sins were very light.
They were all gray areas.
These people walked between good and evil. They may not be aware of the crime, but they were part of the evil.
In the fire all over the sky.
A trace of blood appeared in the City of Wealth. The wealth accumulated here for a long time was also accompanied by sin. Finally, under the Detect Evil, it turned into a blood-red light and rose into the sky. The power of the aura of the spell was no longer under the control of the paladins. The supernatural power gathered on its own for some reason, turning the whole sky into a bloody light.
The devil had come.
No one knew who had summoned the demons, but from the moment they appeared, a frenzied massacre had already begun.
Perhaps the more evil existence hidden in the City of Wealth had long noticed this place. They had been waiting for an opportunity, waiting for an opportunity to cause chaos and slaughter. The appearance of the Paladins was an opportunity. The good people turned the Paladins into a knife to fight against the evil. How could the evil not use this knife to sow discord and stimulate more violent contradictions?
No one could stop it.
In the fire, a three or four meter tall Hezrou appeared. It let out a crazy laugh and waved a battle axe to cut a group of civilians in half. There was only killing and satisfaction in the eyes of the devil. Even Søren was not willing to deal with these guys. From the moment they arrived, they had been satisfying their thirst for slaughter. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of people were killed. Heads rolled in the ruins, and severed limbs were everywhere. Fresh blood dyed the ground red.
"Bastards!"
The strong man led the army and roared in grief and anger. He roared, "That group of damned paladins! That group of damned degenerates! My city! My City of Wealth! … "
"Send someone to the temple to ask for support! … Go! … Idiots! … Go and ask the Saint Necromancer to help! … "
Quasits, Demon-Hunting Spiders, Vrocks, Hezrou, and Four-Armed Snake Demons.
The figures of the devils appeared from the fire. They howled excitedly and rushed toward the city in front of them. The glory of the paladins was so small in the face of evil. These devils whose strength exceeded grade 3 and above were like a wild current. In an instant, they crushed the city army in front of them and then crazily slaughtered any creatures in front of them.
"Hahaha! … "
A distorted shadow appeared in the fire. It turned into a ferocious figure and slowly stood up in the fire. It laughed and said, "Stupid mortals! … "
"Finally, the moment has come!"
"This evil city should have been sublimated in the fire long ago! I heard the cries of the souls! Bring them to hell and I will be stronger! … I'll let these idiotic demons kill first! … "
"The devils are the real victors!"
The distorted shadow gradually turned solid. A devil stood up in the raging fire. It did not join the battle in front of it, nor did it vent its desire to kill. Instead, it walked directly into the sea of fire. The scorching flames did not seem to hurt it at all. It disappeared in the fire little by little as if it was brewing a new conspiracy.
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