Glorious City.
A team of knights in silver-white armor was galloping. The armor of the paladins seemed to be shining in the sun. The farmers on the roadside saw them and could not help but bow their heads in respect. The team went south for more than 20 kilometers. Soon, a clergyman appeared. He quickly came to the front of the team of knights and respectfully said to the middle-aged man in the lead, "Your Excellency the Silver Hand!"
The neigh of a horse rang out.
The Silver Hand reined in the horse, looked at the clergyman in front of him with a dignified expression, and said in a deep voice, "How is the situation?"
The clergyman quickly replied, "The enemy has been destroyed."
"The bishop is checking the nearby environment. The appearance of these enemies is too strange."
This was the Glorious City.
It could be said to be the stronghold of the good camp in the material plane. The church of the Lord of Glory had absolute control here. For thousands of years, no demons and devils dared to set foot on this land. But recently, for some unknown reason, not only did demons appear near the Glorious City, but even the figures of devils appeared frequently. And the ones that appeared were not low-level devils. In a town near the north, the priest in charge of presiding over the temple was actually tempted by the devil.
If it weren't for a high-grade paladin who happened to pass by there, perhaps people would not know that there was an evil and depraved devil lurking in this town.
"Take me to see it!"
The Silver Hand looked around, and then said in a deep voice, "The matter here must be reported to the Pope. Send someone to inform him at once. "
A young paladin next to him responded, "Yes. Your Excellency the Silver Hand. "
…
At the same time.
A hundred kilometers north of Autumnfall, a vigorous figure was also leaping in the jungle. She had a slender figure and a pair of pointed ears. One did not need to look much to know that she was an elf. This elf had a strange tattoo on her arm. After landing, she suddenly turned into a black panther. She carefully sneaked along the grass and soon found the source of the bloody smell.
There were traces of battle around, and there were pieces of broken bodies on the ground.
"Demon? Or devil? "
The black panther turned back into the tall elf Druil. The girl picked up the strange horn left on the ground, as well as the broken limbs with dark red skin, and murmured, "No! I must report to Your Excellency the Earth Walker immediately! "
…
Opposite Luoye City.
Eugene's tall and sturdy body stood outside a newly built village. The departure of the gnomes made his mood a lot better because this meant that they had given up on this land. As long as he led his people to properly manage this place, the gnomes would not be able to take it back in the future. The arrival of winter made life difficult for the orcs, so they wanted to collect as much food as possible before the first snowfall in the south.
But!
A very bad thing happened.
The hunting team sent out by Eugene was almost completely wiped out. The only one who came back alive was delirious. All he could do was shout, "Demon! … Damned demon! I'll kill you all! … Hahaha! … Come on! … Come and eat me! … "
It had already gone mad.
Excessive violence and psychological stimulation could drive the half-orc crazy, and the news it brought back cast a shadow over Eugene's heart.
…
Winter arrived.
Before the winter completely enveloped the world, some irresistible changes were slowly eroding everything. Many of the lower-class civilians were still unaware of this, but the high-level rulers had already noticed this.
Demons appeared.
They not only appeared in their own territory, but also frequently appeared all over the world.
In one night.
The evil sects hidden in the material planes suddenly became active, especially the followers of the demon lords and archdevils who had developed in the material planes. Now, they were frequently operating in the dark, using the power of fear to recruit fallen followers.
Mordor City.
Søren slowly put down the information that had just been sent back, and then ordered in a deep voice, "Send out all the hidden sentries, there must be no fallen followers in Mordor City."
"Kill them all!"
The drow warrior standing outside the door answered, "Yes, my lord! Sir Søren! "
The demon followers appeared.
They used fear to confuse ignorant civilians, telling them that the terrible demons were coming to the mortal world. Only by joining them to serve the powerful demon lord, these mortals would not be attacked by the demons. To a certain extent, they weren't wrong. The demons might not attack these fallen followers.
But!
If you wanted to join these fallen, you had to go through a very evil and bloody sacrificial ceremony. At that time, people could no longer be regarded as people.
They used the fear of the demons to grow rapidly. In a short time, there were even traces of the fallen on the south coast.
"Da Da Da."
Søren's fingers tapped on the table gently. He was thinking about whether to tell the news to the people.
In fact!
After the frequent appearance of demons, many people in Mordor City had already heard the news, especially the well-informed merchants. They had spread the news to many places, but no one had brought the news to the surface yet.
It was inevitable that this would cause a certain amount of panic.
Søren was now thinking about whether to tell the ordinary civilians in advance, so that they could avoid the number of casualties. After all, it would be impossible to block the news until the New Year.
Finally.
Søren decided to tell the news to the lower-class civilians slowly. Now, he would let some of the smart ones be aware of the situation first.
There was no shortage of smart people in this world.
So Søren directly issued a decree, ordering the city of Mordor to enter a state of slight preparation for war.
— — Militia Training!
The decree from Søren was transmitted to the entire island through the City Hall for the first time. At the same time, other places on the south coast quickly received the news.
Mordor City entered a state of preparation for war!
The decree clearly stated that all adult men (16 years old or older) in Mordor City must receive militia-level combat training every three days.
Training every three days, this had reached the training intensity of the auxiliary soldiers.
Mordor City had a very large army. Whether it was a fleet composed of pirates or a legion recruited by civilians, the number had far exceeded most of the duchies on the south coast. Now that Mordor City had entered a state of preparation for war and began to train all adult men at the militia level, then the hidden meaning was worth pondering.
Perhaps even the ordinary people could feel that something was wrong!
Was there going to be a war?
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