At 6: 20 in the afternoon, just as the sun was about to set, a small black dot appeared on the horizon. The black dot looked so small in the vast desert, but then a second of its kind appeared next to it, then a third … In the end, as far as the eye could see, there were dense black dots everywhere.
A harsh alarm sounded in Gold-Panning Town, and Loki, who was fully armed, had walked out of the command room, climbed up the granary, and nodded to Milford, the Grand Magus, who was standing there, holding a magic telescope newly developed by the Association of Mages and observing the new black dots on the Margan Desert.
Loki asked, "How many?"
"Preliminary estimates are more than 30,000, and the weakest one has the strength of grade two or above. We saw two Lords of the Abyss before the magic sentry we placed in the innermost area was destroyed." Milford shook his head and handed the telescope to Loki. "We still have too few people, so we can only choose to defend. But Gold-Panning Town is not a majestic city like New Tylt and Armored Rock City. It is just a small town formed spontaneously because of the gold rush. There were no walls originally, and these days, the simple walls made of wood are not very effective against these abyssal monsters. If we really fight, we can hold on for three days at most."
Loki shook his head. "There won't be a fight."
Milford snorted. "Forget about that. If the temple had full confidence, they would not have sent the Second Paladin Regiment. Captain Loki was also working on an emergency plan two days ago, wasn't he?"
"Just in case." Loki placed the binoculars in front of his eyes. The blurry black spots behind the lenses had turned into monsters baring their fangs and claws. They were still quite a distance away, but he could clearly see the saliva dripping from the monsters' mouths and the hair on their bodies.
The captain of the Second Paladin Regiment could not help but admire in his heart that the magic civilization had its uniqueness.
Milford said, "This is just the first batch of monsters. I don't know how many will follow. The church had better not lie. Otherwise, if these monsters spread out and rush into the surrounding towns, the consequences will be absolutely unimaginable."
"The Pantheon wouldn't lie about something like this. Many of the residents nearby are our believers. As a Holy Knight, I have the responsibility to protect them," Loki said as he returned the binoculars in his hand.
While the two of them were talking, the army of monsters had already advanced a few miles. They were moving very fast, and they were even on horses. According to their estimation, they would reach Gold-Panning Town in half a magic hour.
Milford had someone activate the magic array under the city wall.
This was the first line of defense set up by the Magician Association in Gold-Panning Town. Bone-chilling cold air gushed out from the ground and soon covered the surroundings with a layer of frost. The villagers carried buckets of water and poured it down with all their might. Soon, the simple wooden wall was frozen into a huge block of ice. The thick layer of ice greatly increased the defense of the wall.
But now that they were in the desert, this ice wall would not last long. At most, it would last for half a day. Even if the monsters did not attack, it would slowly lose its effect. Milford did not stop. After building the ice wall, he issued a new order to activate the floating fortress suspended over the town.
This was the real killer move of the Magician Association. This Fragmentary Star III floating fortress was equipped with 243 barrels, which could fire hundreds of magic cannonballs at a time. It was a veritable battlefield weapon. After waking up, the ferocious appearance unfolded. Looking at the steel fortress that represented the pinnacle of magic and technology above their heads, everyone's fear of the monsters in the desert was greatly reduced.
After issuing these two orders, Milford stopped talking and just stood there quietly. Whether it was the Magician Association or the Godly Temple, the strategy this time was very clear. The forces deployed in Gold-Panning Town were just in case. Unless the situation got out of control and they needed to take action, the order they received was just to wait and see.
At 6: 46, the first wave of monsters arrived under the ice wall of Gold-Panning Town. The guards on the wall could already see the appearance of the enemies. It was the first time for many people to see the abyssal creatures. Different from the species on the Dawn Continent, the bodies of the abyssal creatures were stronger and more ferocious. Every organ and every inch of their bones were adapted to survive. The environment of the abyssal was thousands of times worse than that of the Dawn Continent. The extreme scarcity of resources made killing the eternal theme there.
The weak species were bound to be eliminated, and the powerful species would become the food of the more powerful species. Under such cruel competition, almost all the creatures that could survive had their own strengths.
Looking at the endless sea of monsters under their feet, some people could not help but vomit under the great pressure of death. In contrast, the 19,000 people under Loki's command were the elites of the Second Holy Knight Chart. Almost all of them had seen blood, so they behaved better. However, their white knuckles also showed their nervousness at the moment.
No one had seen so many monsters in one place. It had been more than 200 years since the last time the Abyssal Chasm appeared, but the tragedy of that battle had been spread within the church.
Therefore, when the first Sheep-Head Crocodile came under the ice wall, everyone's heart was in their throat. However, unlike the rumor that it was violent and bloodthirsty, this Sheep-Head Crocodile did not immediately attack after arriving. Instead, it stopped in place, and the monsters that arrived later did the same.
As a result, a strange scene appeared under the walls of Gold-Panning Town. It was as if there was an invisible barrier blocking all the monsters there. They looked at the defenders on the wall from afar, their eyes flashing fiercely.
Milford watched for a while, waved his hand, and finally said again, "Let them go."
So a hanging basket was lowered from the ice wall, in which sat four ferocious-looking but shivering men. They were death row prisoners found by Milford from the prison of the nearby garrison. They had all done evil and had more than one life on their backs. However, such villains were as helpless and frightened as four chicks in the face of the monsters below.
Someone grabbed the rope tied to the basket and tried to climb up, but there were at least ten archers pointing arrows at them. Finally, when the basket was less than a meter from the ground, the guards on the wall directly cut the rope, cutting off the last glimmer of hope for the four men.
The four death row prisoners' faces were pale. At this moment, they were surrounded by terrifying monsters that they had never heard of before. At this distance, they could already smell the stench of the monsters' mouths. Some of the disappointing fellows wet their pants on the spot. However, the strange thing was that the group of monsters remained motionless in the face of the four moving pieces of meat in front of them. Although the few closest to them showed greed in their eyes, they had been forcibly restraining themselves.
In the end, after a quarter of an hour, the four death row prisoners who fell into the pile of monsters were still alive and kicking.
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