Chapter 18 - Chapter 18: Chapter 17 Massacre (1/2)

Chapter 18: Chapter 17 Massacre

Over thirty jungle natives had arrived, among them, the middle-aged Priest was the only spellcaster, and apart from the leading middle-aged Priest, there were two other Extraordinary Exponents among the natives—a pair of brothers with the power of Bloodline.

Their height almost reached two meters, having inherited the Bloodline of the “Heavy Stone Demon Bear,” a type of magic beast commonly found in the jungle that could provide a considerable increase in strength and defensive power.

Just as they arrived on the street and were still more than two hundred meters away from the Fischer Family’s estate, they suddenly heard a sharp whistle.

The middle-aged Priest quickly raised his hand and shouted, “Be careful!”

Although unclear of the reason for being discovered, he knew the sound came from within the Fischer Family’s residence, and that family was definitely on high alert.

“What’s going on?”

Some nearby residents began opening their doors to check the commotion, and the elder brother among the warrior siblings threw his axe, smashing the head of one curious onlooker.

“Aaaaah!”

Immediately after, screams ensued as someone peering through the crack of a door bore witness to the scene.

“What happened?”

“It’s the jungle natives!”

“Where is the patrol team!”

People began emerging from all directions on the street, and the original plan to raid and kill the Fischer family was now utterly exposed.

The middle-aged Priest’s expression fluctuated, and he suddenly bellowed, “An eye for an eye! Cyart people dying is of no concern! Kill them!”

Dozens of weapon-wielding jungle natives roared as if liberated, swinging axes and spears, hacking at anyone they encountered.

“Run, my son, run!”

“Aaaaah! Help!”

“Damn it, I’m going all out against you bastards!”

In an instant, more than a dozen civilians were slain, and the men on the street grabbed their weapons in an attempt to fight back, managing to kill a few of the jungle natives but were soon cut down by the three Extraordinary Exponents among the natives.

Women and children who could not escape in time cried and begged for mercy, but the towering warrior brothers each grabbed a pleading mother and daughter, slamming them to death on the ground, as the bloodthirsty natives stepped over the corpses and began setting fires house by house.

Fierce flames danced, casting everything nearby into a shade of orange-red. The dark sky was lit up as the fire reached toward the heavens, illuminating the surrounding buildings and trees.

“Revenge! The will of the Lord of Bloody Cult! People of the East Coast will eventually reclaim their land!”

The middle-aged Priest shouted as he rallied the twenty or so surviving jungle natives, charging towards the Fischer Family’s residence nearby, aiming to finish the battle before the town’s patrol team could return.

Thick smoke hung in the night sky, making the fire scene even more terrifying and gloomy. The flames jumped, soared, and twisted as if possessed by life itself.

Inside the Fischer Family’s mansion, ten guards, all fully armed and led by Lucius, sported fearful expressions, their courage waning.

Lucius, holding a sharp blade and clad in full armor, stood in front of the door with a bag of alchemical tools at his side, bellowing,

“Don’t be afraid! The patrol team will be here any moment! We have over a hundred people! They’ll be surrounded soon!”

Listening to the crackling flames and wails from outside, Lucius contemplated the unfolding battle.

The walls surrounding the courtyard were over three meters high, too tall for an ordinary person to leap over, and the main gate, reinforced with iron, would take quite a while to breach. In fact, the most critical point to defend against was the enemy’s Extraordinary Exponents.

Once an Extraordinary Exponent from the enemy side climbed over the wall and opened the front gate, all enemies would flood in, and the Fischer Family would suffer heavy casualties in an instant.

“You must hold this position!”

He had already instructed the servants to stand at various observation points within the estate, and the moment an enemy was spotted climbing over the wall, they were to blow their whistles immediately.

At that time, Lucius would personally lead his men to deal with the Extraordinary Exponents who had breached their defenses.

Irene, wearing a black dress, held Chris by the window on the second floor, gazing out at the fiery blaze. The sky was already alight with fire.

Why hadn’t the patrol team arrived yet?

Byrne, wearing a breastplate, quickly arrived and said, “Father told me to take you to the basement!”

“No, we cannot leave.”

Irene drew her flintlock, specially crafted through alchemy, and spoke rapidly, “Because of ‘God Worshiping,’ I am blessed by the Lord of the Lost every day. Don’t worry, His will shall protect me.”