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Chapter 414, The Promised Land, City of Hope

All sorts of things.

"A rake, a broom, a kitchen knife, and black bread."

With the recent wheat harvest, the survivors have also started to rediscover the old craft of baking bread.

These hard, rock-like black breads are a product of such circumstances.

"It's barely usable for eating."

"As a weapon, it seems more suitable."

Survivors who climbed the city walls.

"Elderly, young, female."

In reality, there isn't a very clear division between men and women in this terrible world.

It was only during this period of comfort that...

"New life has begun to sprout."

And so, the current situation has come to be.

Lena climbed the city wall, now clad in armor, looking less like a ghost and more heroic.

His words resonated in the ears of everyone in the city.

"We need to get into war!"

"For our own sake!"

"To survive!"

It seems to have a greater talent for public speaking than Xiao Yang.

Those returning home began to climb the city walls.

Most of these guys are prisoners, swindlers, cowards, or fools who have been tricked into thinking they can make a fortune.

There is a finite number of prisoners, but the City of Hope has virtually no limit to the people it needs.

No matter how many people come, or who they are, we accept them all.

In order to gain more population, Lena tied the amount of extraordinary materials traded each week to the number of people provided.

In such a situation...

In order to gather more people.

To earn more money.

"Go to the distance, return to your homeland, where there is an incomparably vast land, full of gold, wealth, power, or new opportunities, all of which can be found there."

"It's truly the Promised Land!"

With such propaganda, a huge number of people were sent here.

In some ways, it can't be considered deception.

"The Land of Decay, Xiao Yang's City of Hope, is indeed a land of gold, the true Promised Land."

Leave the city.

In that wilderness, anything picked from the roadside with a little effort can become extraordinary material; if you can bring it back, it will become money and wealth.

But the premise is.

"I can go back."

"It's normal to feel cheated, hopeless, and disoriented when you come here."

But there is no way.

"There's no going back!"

Xiao Yang wasn't the only guy who learned to accept reality, voluntarily lay down, and started exercising on his own.

If you don't push yourself, how will you discover that you have such a strong ability to learn?

"What else can we do? We're already here!"

And so, at that moment, gripping their weapons and filled with fear, they stepped onto the city wall.

The walls of the City of Hope are quite tall.

The light curtain of the statue of the goddess of rest is already shrinking back.

This covered most of the city wall, allowing the swarming shadows of war to confront the defenders on the wall.

of course.

There are still some guarantees in terms of safety.

After all, Xiao Yang had put a lot of effort into building defenses.

Standing atop the city wall, facing the surging shadows of war, if the figure could no longer hold on, simply taking a step back would allow them to re-enter the protective barrier of light.

Although the Shadows of War have lost their minds in corruption and become complete pawns of war, they are not truly mindless beasts.

The powerful combat skills have been retained.

Before long, the residents on the city wall had already suffered casualties.

A young child was easily knocked from his hand by a rusty iron sword he had picked up from somewhere, and then a scarlet flail came crashing down on him. A pregnant woman shielded the young child with her shoulder, taking the blow for him.

He then used the spear in his hand to pierce the chest of the Shadow of War in front of him.

The only advantage the survivors have over these shadows of war lies in their various abilities.

After being corrupted day after day by evil gods, everything in this rotten world has become more or less strange.

"Its body is covered with hard scales."

"Able to spit out highly corrosive green slime balls from the throat."

"Its power is extraordinary."

For a time, the elderly, weak, sick, and disabled in the city were truly engaged in a back-and-forth struggle with the swarming shadows of war.

But these shadows of war seem to be immortal.

Moreover, upon closer inspection, this back-and-forth exchange is based on the premise that the statue of the goddess of rest is constantly depleting its own reserves of power.

The situation is getting worse.

It started raining in the City of Hope.

"He is the god of springs."

This is a healing rain, falling on those figures who grit their teeth and persevere.

The blood on the city wall was washed away.

Those shadows of war do not shed blood.

The situation is getting worse.

Until a group of weary soldiers carrying tattered flags appeared from the wilderness.

The tattered flag was lowered.

The exhausted soldiers formed a square formation.

Some of these mad war shadows were diverted.

The pressure on the City of Hope has been largely relieved.

The incarnation of the god of war frowned at the arrival of these imperial soldiers.

Reach out.

With just a simple strike, these imperial soldiers who appeared without the protection of the statue of the goddess of rest would be utterly killed.

There's generally no way to deal with the manifestation of obsession.

"But a true incarnation of a god, even an evil god, would never be among the ordinary beings."

Facing the impending divine strike.

The weary imperial commander, however, was not afraid at all.

There was a hint of relief in his expression.

Shout loudly.

"attack!"

Suddenly, a rumbling sound appeared on the field.

Followed by.

The earth began to tremble.

Just as the blow was about to land completely.

A massive structure burst forth from underground.

The Earth Explorer emerged from underground and charged straight at the incarnation of the God of War before him.

This impact was nothing to a divine incarnation.

But the crucial thing is the thing that's entangled with the Earth Explorers.

This thing is incredibly sinister.

Even gods are not immune to the mortal nature of mythological figures.

A twisted creation with only one effect.

"Silver Thorns".

At this moment, the face of the god of war's incarnation twisted in agony, and he involuntarily let out a painful cry.

Good news, His attack has been deflected.

Although the arrayed imperial legions were instantly wiped out, the tattered banner survived the attack.

Good news is inevitable, but so is bad news.

Now, this incarnation of the God of War, its body reddened by the silver thorns, cast its furious gaze upon the earth explorers who had broken through the earth and the bewildered players upon them.

They had just been brought up from underground by Lena's words and the urgent mission of the Ebb Tide Game.

At this moment, he looked bewildered and confused about everything that was happening on the field.

(End of this chapter)