"The underground tunnel was destroyed. Chaos blew up a large section of the passage and blocked all the passages leading to the eastern part of the city. We could only find an exit to get to the ground." Faced with Marin's question, Ke

Lin spread his hands and pointed at the old Hoffman not far away: "The instructor has already anticipated this situation, so he asked us to come here. It sounds like you are easy to find. Where are the gunshots?

Where, didn’t I find it?”

Marin nodded.

Isn't it? The shouting of killing here is so loud that any guy with a brain will either stay away from this place or flock to it.

As they walked through the alley, several soldiers stood at the entrance and shook their heads. One of them turned to look at the church team: "Have you come here to take a look?"

"What's wrong?" Colin walked over, and Marin followed.

He saw the Chaos that he killed: "It's Chaos."

The soldier walked over and looked at several corpses: "It's really Chaos. This alley is full of Chaos who were killed by magic. We thought they were ordinary citizens at first." Then the soldier looked at Marin.

: "How do you know they are Chaos."

"I killed him with a lightning gun." After Marin finished speaking, Colin knocked him on the head: "I used a four-ring spell again. As I said, don't use a three-ring or higher spell unless you have to."

"But think about it, there are seventy or eighty Chaos dead in this alley. If I use a musket or other magic to fight, how long will it take?" Marin spread his hands.

The big-headed soldiers smiled. They knew nothing about magic, so they could only laugh at the conversation between the two.

Colin had no intention of arguing with Marin at this time. When the soldiers left, he looked ahead: "I'm a little worried that the Chaos are coming well prepared. This may be a bloody battle."

Marin hummed. He understood why he waited until the soldiers left before saying this. As a commander, don't show your pessimism and fear in front of the soldiers: "This is a desperate situation.

, Colin, but what's the point of worrying, death won't let you go just because you're afraid of it."

Colin smiled and reached out to rub Marin's head: "You are right, death is the fairest existence in this world, no one can live forever."

After Colin finished speaking, he took out the cigarette case from his windbreaker pocket, took one out and wanted to light it.

Marin stopped his action: "Lighted cigarette butts are the magnets that attract bullets in the dark. If you want Margaret to remarry, then I won't stop you."

So Colin put away his cigarette obediently and sighed: "I really want to kill all those Chaos now."

"Then you'd better wish those Chaos can line up."

At this time, a mage flew down from the sky. He came to Old Hoffman and said, "Sir, you are too prominent. Can the troops on both wings advance forward?"

"Tell the reserves to follow us." Old Hoffman glanced at the mage: "Time is not on our side. Mage, tell your friends that when I need you, your spell array can pull

come out?"

"No problem, Your Excellency, the Mage Tower is waiting for your order. Let's face the desperate situation together." The middle-aged mage nodded vigorously, then put his left hand on his chest and performed a Sidney-style military salute: "For Sidney

Glory, Your Excellency.”

"Wait a moment." After Old Hoffman said to the mage, he turned around and waved to Marin.

Marin trotted all the way to the old man: "Teacher, you called me?"

"Yes, I heard from Colin that you often have insights far beyond those of your peers, so this time I want to ask you, what should we do." The old man looked at Marin and smiled, as if waiting for an answer.

Marin thought for a while and decided to speak directly: "I don't think we should go looking for the holes they dug, because if we go early, we will have to fight them first. And if we go late,

,Who knows what will happen." At this point, Marin looked at his mentor: "My opinion is to find a detailed map of the underground tunnel, confirm the fluctuations of psychic energy, and then dig a hole ourselves, damn fat man.

We don't care about the holes on the side, and let them fight with the Mockingbird believers to make a life-and-death battle."

"I think it's a good choice, at least it can reduce a lot of casualties." Constanze, who was beside Hoffman, nodded to his old friend: "Especially when we can't confirm the Chaos excavation point.

, which seems to be the more practical option.”

"So, who has a map? Do you have one?" Old Hoffman asked.

In response to this question, the mage smiled and nodded: "There is it in the mage tower library. I can go find it. It only takes ten minutes to go back and forth."

So the team stopped, waiting for the two wings to catch up, and also waiting for the map to arrive.

Marin felt that his method was not a good one, but it was still better than everyone rushing in to fight.

"I don't like this idea very much. We should rush up and kill all those Chaos." O'Neill from the Church of God of War was a little unhappy. For him, sitting here in a daze was simply a blasphemy to life and his own teachings.

"Friend, I think this is a good way. Although it is a little more timid than rushing up to kill all the opponents, but now we are facing two groups of Chaos troops. When the three parties are hostile to each other, why can't we

Let the chaos consume each other." A young man wearing the battle uniform of the Church of Justice came over: "I am Haman, from the Church of Justice."

"I've never seen you before." Marin was a little wary.

"He is Constanze's godson and Faye's cousin." Colin said beside Marin: "Haman, aren't you in the north?"

"My troops and I returned a week ago and were undergoing repairs. My men were there." The young man smiled and pointed to the soldiers not far away: "I was originally at a villa in the suburbs. After I discovered that something happened in the city,

I just came over. I have been fighting Chaos and rescuing citizens in the northern and eastern districts of the city." The young man took a sip as he said this: "Citizens corrupted by Chaos appeared in droves. This city's

The city lord cannot absolve himself of the blame."

Haman mentioned the city lord, and several young people smiled in unison. O'Neill patted him on the shoulder: "You probably don't know that the city lord went to the Central Province to recuperate a year ago.

, now it is always managed by the City Agent. I was still wondering why the old fox left, but now it seems that he has already confirmed the emergence of Chaos."

"I kind of pity that guy named Jamie Shearing." When Colin said this, he also glanced at Marin.

Marin rolled his eyes at this.

Look at what I'm doing and don't care about my business.

……………………

Kassaman crouched in the alley, and above him, a team of Chaos marksmen on top of the bell tower were firing rhythmically.

This is the Kanika Market near the south and east districts of the city. His location is on the second floor of the three-story bell tower directly north of the market.

The city guards and volunteer citizens in the southern district of the city are fighting Nurgle's Chaos Believers. The Chaos Marksman on this bell tower has caused a lot of damage to them. After Kasaman passed here to confirm the situation, he was ready to go up and fight with those guys.

A cordial face-to-face 'communication'.

The only problem now is that there is a team of Chaos on the first floor of the bell tower, and the prince is among them. His subordinates are still carrying the child. Although there is no movement, Kasaman can still confirm his status through his breathing.

This child is still alive.

The problem is...Casaman can't expose himself for him alone. He has to go to the third floor to clean out the sharpshooter team.

Otherwise, more people will die under their guns.

This made the hatred in Cassaman's heart even more intense.

He swore that if given the chance, he would hunt down the prince - the strength given to him by the lady gave him enough confidence.

"Your Highness! We have started digging in the northeast. According to the feedback from psychic fluctuations, those mockingbird wastes are under that area!" A guy who looked like a leader of believers knelt on one knee before the Prince of Chaos.

in front of.

Listening to his flattering words, Casaman raised his eyebrows - he had found his position.

"That's good, hold this area and I will go to the excavation site." The prince finally spoke this time.

It is a very unexpected but standard Pamir accent.

A local degenerate?!

This made Casaman hate this prince even more.

If it is a prince of chaos from the outside world, Kassaman will only think of it as a dog under the throne of the evil god of chaos. But if it comes from this world, then this means that it is a person full of evil - only so despicable and shameless

Only those who can get the 'promotion' from the Chaos Evil God.

One more reason to offer its head to the goddess.

Kassaman waited for the Prince of Chaos to leave with his team. He paused for a few minutes to make sure that this guy would not wait and wait, and then he started to open the small skylight on the alley side of the clock tower.

The skylight was so small that humans could not enter it at all, but at this moment Casaman passed through the skylight as if it had turned into running water.

There is no Chaos on the first floor, and when there are Chaos troops outside the door downstairs, neither the Chaos marksmen on the top of the bell tower nor the Chaos believers below would have thought that humans could enter the first floor quietly.

.

Kassaman placed a trip-type explosive behind the door. After making sure that it would not be detonated by the opened door, he carefully followed the steps to the second floor. Kassaman saw a man with his back to him.

The followers of Chaos were rummaging through the box. The latter was muttering words like treasures and wealth while flipping the boxes.

The treasures here come from nowhere, they are all parts needed for the clock tower machinery.

Kasaman pulled out the dagger from his waist, came up behind him silently, covered his mouth with his right hand, and stabbed Chaos' back of the heart with the dagger in his left hand.

With a strong push and a strong twist, this chaos immediately lost its resistance.

Putting it down on the ground, Kassaman pulled out his revolver with his right hand, held the dagger in his left wrist with his right hand, leaned against the inner wall of the lighthouse, and Kassaman walked up to the top step by step.

Chaos Marksman is a standard trio, a marksman, an assistant, and an observer.

The three people were discussing quickly at a speed that Kasaman couldn't hear clearly, and they didn't notice the Death that came up from under the stairs behind them.

Kassaman carefully stepped over the trip wire, took two steps up, fired the revolver in his hand, and the bullet penetrated the head of the observer who was kneeling on the edge of the platform, pushing him down the bell tower and jamming

Saman had turned his gun, and the revolver fired again. The assistant who turned around and held up the short-barreled rifle died with the sound. The bullet ripped open his skull and turned everything inside into a ball of paste.

The long-barreled rifle in the hands of the Chaos marksman got stuck on the pillar of the bell tower when he turned the muzzle, so Chaos, whose head had been completely mutated, jumped up and jumped towards Kasaman with a scream.

When he was about to meet Kasaman, Kasaman, who was holding the revolver against his chest and holding the fire, had already drilled into its forehead with the dagger in his left hand. The exoskeleton skull that ordinary bullets could not penetrate was here.
To be continued...