"This is the devastation that chaos can bring to this world."

While walking back, Marin saw the burned streets. Only stone parts of the houses were left, and many brick walls fell because they lost their support.

The streets are filled with dead people, some chaotic and some innocent.

Some walls were covered with blasphemous symbols and words, and some of the words he could understand were too transgressive - they were insulting the royal family and nobility, and the words were extremely vulgar.

For Marin, neither the royal family nor the nobles are the so-called divine right. Although there are gods in this world, it seems that they have no control over the affairs of the mortal world.

It's just too much to smear things that others haven't done. For example, this wall says that the city agent of Pamir City is a fool. I came to Marin to see that this guy's brain is missing, but

At least he really didn't do any evil things like robbing civilian girls.

What kind of guy with a head full of Knights Creed would do this?

Even his opponent, Marin, felt that this was too false.

"Do any of you believe what's on this?"

"Who would believe what Chaos said? Those guys can't even believe the words, not even the symbols and punctuation." A Foxman turned around and smiled.

"Yes, I remember the last Chaos invasion. They also said that the old city lord at that time drank the blood of virgins every day. Poor guy, he is eighty years old and still has to suffer unjust injustice. Fortunately, no one believed it.

That’s what it says.” The old-looking punisher sighed.

"Speaking of which, sir, you won't believe what's on this." Oliver the Bear Man came over.

"No, I just think they didn't live up to their talent in not writing gossip news." After Marin finished speaking, he made a sound and came to the next wall: "Our respected Majesty is a cannibal.

Monsters, my God, these guys really dare to think, why didn't he say that our respected Majesty suffers from domestic violence every day."

There was roaring laughter from the team.

Marin took a few steps forward and then saw the new content on the wall: "Embrace the Lord of Wisdom and enjoy a better tomorrow... This guy is from an advertising company."

"I think so too, but this must be a false advertisement, because such a beautiful tomorrow will never come."

The old Punisher came over, holding a Chaos head in his hand, and threw it into the burning ruins. The old man glanced at Marin: "Sir, what do you think of Chaos?"

"Well...most of them are mentally ill, and every sect will fight with each other, and even every leader in the same sect will fight to get more attention...I hate them, you see, every moment in this world

People will die, if they died every time, how wonderful the world would be." Marin said as he walked to the front of the team.

"This is such a wonderful idea, Mr. Marin." A halfling punisher turned his head and said.

"Yes, it's so beautiful. It doesn't feel like a dream, but like a delusion." The old punisher laughed when he said this: "I had such a delusion when I was young, but I don't dare to think about it now. I only think about what I can do."

While I can still move, kill a few more Chaos."

Just as Marin was about to say something, he heard gunfire from ahead.

The team that was originally advancing along both sides of the street dispersed immediately. Marin leaned against the ruins and glanced at the team: "Has anyone been shot?"

"No, sir, the bullet flew by." Someone said, "It must have been a stray bullet."

As soon as he finished speaking, gunfire rang out in front of him. This time the gunfire was very intensive. Marin took a look and found that there was fire in the distance of the street. "Take cover and move carefully between the covers." After that,

Marin handed the ax to the bear man: "You are too big and your target is too obvious, so I give you a task to help me hold the axe."

The bear man pursed his lips, but in the end he couldn't tell the nonsense that he was losing weight recently, and he hid in the corner of the bunker.

Marin led a group of halflings along the passage between the ruins. After approaching the scene, Marin saw a group of armed citizens besieging a Chaos stronghold.

Without Marin's explanation, the halfling took out a white handkerchief from his pocket and hung it on the muzzle of the gun: "Hey, we are from the church here."

With this greeting, the two sides connected. Marin also learned that the property opposite was owned by a big nobleman in Pamir City. It was originally rented out as a store to a foreigner. Who would have thought that today the foreigner's family would be transformed into

He recruited fresh and hot Chaos believers, and even asked the Master to besiege the noble's mansion, and repelled the siege of Chaos. This Mr. Michelangelo was also a wonderful man. He turned around and surrounded the whole family with his personal guards.

They began to besiege the foreigners.

"I knew your church would definitely succeed. One more me in Chengdong District is not more, and one less me is not more. So I have no reason to ask you to help me buy my real estate. But the news of victory you can bring is

The best news I can hear today is that I almost set my house on fire with the idea of ​​dying with chaos." Michelangelo, who is over middle-aged and has a bald head and long hair.

The gentleman said carelessly.

Marin glanced at him, then pointed to the house behind him: "Your house is on fire."

After saying that, Marin added: "Chaos should have ignited it himself."

The gentleman turned his head, stared blankly at the burning house, and then cursed Chaos in a sharp voice.

Marin shrugged at the halfling beside him, and then walked away without saying a word - did he stay to see how the poor gentleman was hoarse?

After retreating from the scene, calling his team, Marin continued to move towards the mission area.

There were armed citizens everywhere along the way. City guards and noble guards fell in love and killed each other with Chaos. After hearing the news brought by Marin, everyone in Pamir City was naturally overjoyed - this meant that Chaos had no reinforcements. They

One less person dies.

Then they killed even more vigorously - yes, even more vigorously, because the head of a Chaos believer could be exchanged for five yuan at the church, which was equivalent to half a year's salary of the lower-class citizens.

If there is something about them that proves they are different, the price will naturally go up.

According to the old Punisher, the heads of Chaos Warriors are worth at least fifty dollars, and their weapons can also be worth ten dollars. As for Chaos Warlocks, it is a real seller's market, and the asking price can naturally be described as doing whatever you want.

"I always feel like this is like a carnival." Marin watched the armed citizens rushing forward to engage in hand-to-hand combat with the Chaos believers under the cover of shooting from the city guards and noble guards. He couldn't help but turn his head and glance at the old punisher.

"Your Excellency Marin, this is the moment when the lower class citizens trade their lives for the future. During the last Chaos invasion, some of their parents did not have the courage, but my grandfather did, so my father was able to enter the church.

Study, and I have been able to become a punisher reserve since I was a child, and now I can retire and watch my grandson become a church apprentice." At this point, the old man seemed to notice the surprise on Marin's face.

He smiled and said: "The nobles back then were also their ancestors who sat on the gambling table called fate, using their martial arts and lives as bets to gain glory, so there is no need to think that the city guards and noble guards were watching the citizens go up to die.

They are also selecting people with courage and strength, either to expand the city guard team, or to let them join the guard... After all, each of us is sitting at the gambling table of fate."

Marin pursed his lips - Marin had always scorned this theory, but when he thought about it... it didn't mean it was unreasonable, at least it was not wrong in this world.

In this world invaded by chaos, the courage of the citizens is not just for themselves, as the old man said, but their bets are a bit too big, which is hard for Marin, a guy from another world, to accept.

But for them, this kind of bet is perfectly justified.

The winner takes all, and the loser cannot be said to have nothing, but when he has lost his life, it doesn't matter whether he has nothing.

After all, the most fatal thing is that you have a life to make money but not a life to spend.

"The yarn woven by the Goddess of Destiny is really..." Marin smiled. There are some things that should not be said too clearly in this world with a true god.

As for mentioning her name, Marin is not worried. If the goddess of fate has the ability, she can come and fight him, and see who beats whom.

The old punisher also smiled. An old man like him naturally knows what can and cannot be said.

After the Chaos stronghold was completely breached, Marin took his people and left, without needing to thank you for anything.

"You don't seem to be worried about the church." The old punisher looked at Marin.

"I think now that the Chaos army in the east district of the city has been defeated, it's also a question of how much power the Chaos have, and they have to consume each other. I suspect that when we arrived, they hadn't been able to separate one of their hundreds of people.

"Winning or losing." Marin spread his hands as he spoke: "Besides, the church also has protective guards and punishment agents, and the terrain is also conducive to us. How many sacrifices Chaos needs to make to attack the church hall is a question.

.”

The old punisher thought for a moment and nodded in agreement: "You are right."

………………

At the same time, everyone in the Church of the Harvest Goddess was watching Mockingbird and Nurgle's followers hurting each other on the street on the second floor.

Jessica leaned against the wall. She glanced outside and yawned: "When will they be able to tell the winner?"

"If they are only content to shoot at each other in the bunker, I think they should be able to fight until tomorrow morning." Cross's ears drooped on the sides of her head. She was already very tired and drank a bottle of energy potion.

: "This damn chaos, can't they fight somewhere else?"

"I think it'll be fine as long as they leave us alone." The human apprentice sat behind the bunker and joined the conversation while eating hard bread.

"I think so too. If possible, I think they can fight outside the gate for as long as they want. When our church troops come back, they will all be dead." A Fox fox girl expressed the same view.

"It's said upstairs that there are people from both sides of Chaos coming again." The little leopard girl who had been talking to Maya upstairs with gestures also yawned: "When can I get some sleep? I'm so sleepy."

The wolf girl poked out half of her head and glanced at the street. She saw that the two sides who were shooting jumped out from behind the bunker again after joining the new force. The two sides were fighting while holding fire. There were also various shooting postures. Some people raised their guns.

Above their heads, some people had guns tucked into their waists, while others simply held their guns upside down, using them as large clubs.

"Can't they be more serious?" Wolf Girl said with a frown.

"That's why they are Chaos." Lilim came over. She glanced outside the street, then patted Jessica on the shoulder: "How about it, does anyone want me to take over?"

"Come on for me, I want to take a nap." The little leopard girl over there wailed.

So Lilim exchanged with her, and the little leopard girl moved herself to the mat beside her, and then sat on the mat.

"By the way, she is a little leopard, and Maya is also a little leopard. I think Maya seems to be very energetic." Lilim glanced at her head, then turned to look at her sisters.

"That's why she can self-awaken, but we can only take drugs to become stronger." Jessica looked at her sisters and sighed, then looked at Cross: "By the way, Cross can also do it on her own.

The kind of people who become stronger."

"Have you ever seen a mage who has become so powerful that there are traces of animal transformation all over his neck?" The rabbit girl gave the wolf girl a roll of her eyes.

"But having said that, whether Faye is a mage or not, I noticed last time that she has never used a spell book at all." Jessica looked at Cross, not caring about the rabbit girl's hygiene at all.

"I feel like she is more like a bloodline sorcerer, a natural one, but she does use a spell book to record spells." Cross answered.
To be continued...