Don't move, it's a robbery!

Chris limped forward, his heart filled with resentment at his own incompetence.

If he had been stronger, if he had been able to kill the leader of the Desert Gods last night, his knight companions would not have died, and these self-proclaimed Gods would not have had the chance to attack Mogoslor.

However, he failed to do these things, which led to the disaster.

"It's all my fault..."

Chris scolded himself again, but he did not despair, because he knew there was still someone in the city who could stop the crisis.

As long as the Robin Hood launches an attack, everything will be alright!

Chris prayed silently, believing that the outlaws would prevail, until he saw the fire giant running rampant in the upper city.

To be honest, even though Chris had learned about the power of heroes from the literature, he still felt a sense of powerlessness when he saw this power appear before him.

It feels like you're dueling someone with a dagger, and then you discover your opponent is a building that can run and jump.

The opponent could destroy an army with a stomp of its foot and demolish a house with a twist of its body. Human attacks were nothing but a joke to it. Even the "Elegant Glacier," which was specifically designed to counter elemental creatures, was helpless against its armor.

Faced with such a mythical being, even the Ice Knight Chris would briefly lose his will to fight, not to mention ordinary people. Many people knelt down the moment they saw the fire giant, directly regarding it as the incarnation of the desert god.

How can a person disobey God's will?

Perhaps, if everyone kneels down, the gods will be more merciful?

However, the reality was cruel. The fire giant unleashed a large number of monsters, which, along with the sand bandits, slaughtered the innocent residents of the city. The purpose of all this was simply to force the rogue to reveal himself.

How ridiculous! The gods of the desert, in order to force an outsider, did not hesitate to slaughter their own people.

But just when everyone was almost in despair, the hero appeared. He descended from the sky and pounced on the evil god who was ravaging the world, like a serpent that devours gods in mythology.

Soon, the fire giant engaged the rogue in combat. Although people could not see the rogue's actions, they could still see the fire giant's movements.

The two sides are evenly matched!

It turns out that humans are also capable of fighting against the gods.

Seeing a glimmer of hope, the will to survive surged once more. The soldiers raised their weapons and charged again at the sand bandits who had gone mad. Militia units from the city also appeared near the dune monsters, trying their best to drive them away.

The so-called militia were actually just a group of ordinary people in their prime. They had not received any training, did not have much proper protective gear, and many of them did not even have suitable weapons. Such a group of people were simply insignificant in the face of the dune monster.

But they still rushed forward, because their families, whom they had to protect with their lives, were hiding in the city behind them.

Since the fire giant's previous order was to destroy the city as much as possible, the dune monster chose to split itself in order to cause maximum destruction, which created a sliver of hope for the militia's victory.

After numerous attempts and sacrifices, someone finally discovered the Dune Monster's weakness.

"Water! Quickly, bring water! These monsters are afraid of water!"

"Let's all splash water together!"

"Dig with a shovel! Don't chop! Slashing doesn't do much damage to these monsters! Just dig through the surface sand, and they'll be injured!"

The militiamen, wielding hoes and shovels, began a frantic digging campaign against the dune monster. Many ordinary people joined in, including blacksmiths, craftsmen, musicians, and numerous slaves, especially a group of faceless slaves.

These people are all gladiators in the arena. Compared to ordinary people, they have richer combat experience and the courage to fight to the death. Although they are not good at teamwork, they know how to inspire the morale of those around them.

At the cost of three to five people taking down one sand monster, the sand dune monsters in the West District were quickly wiped out, but the battle in the South District turned out to be one-sided.

Due to a lack of gladiators and experienced soldiers, the militia alone is still insufficient to inflict damage on the dune monsters.

Admittedly, they were brave enough, and despite the many sacrifices they made, the absolute gap in strength was still an insurmountable barrier in their path.

Just as the militia was about to collapse, a jet of water appeared out of nowhere, shredding several sand monsters into sand. Although the damage was limited, it still instilled a sense of fear in the remaining sand monsters, who were naturally afraid of water, and they stopped attacking.

People turned to look at the source of the water column, only to find a handsome knight wearing silver-white armor, his body covered in scars.

"Charge! Follow this knight! Let's take down this monster!"

People shouted and charged toward the dune monster once more.

Meanwhile, in the East District, the sand bandits' good luck finally came to an end.

The raging magical flames burning on their bodies were not a gift from any deity, but merely the work of elemental creatures that feed on human life force.

After a long battle, their vitality had long since reached its limit. Gradually, the first sand bandit to die suddenly due to exhaustion appeared, and then more and more people began to fall.

The soldiers, who had been driven to the brink of despair, suddenly saw a glimmer of hope for victory. This joy of escaping death, coupled with their desire for victory, ignited a surge of high morale among the soldiers, instantly turning the tide of the battle. Due to their depleted life force, these sand bandits were even unable to escape.

"We can win! We can win! We can win!"

The cries of anguish still lingered in the city, but even more so, there were cheers of victory.

At this moment, the only place where the battle is still ongoing is the upper city.

People turned their attention back to that spot, and the joy of victory vanished without a trace.

The fire giants seem to possess the power to destroy the world. Every action they take causes immense destruction. Once they reach the lower city, no matter how many people are in the city, all that awaits them is despair.

"You must win, Sir Thief!"

In the dead silence, someone suddenly shouted, and soon others joined in.

Gradually, the shouts grew louder and louder, and countless people began to cheer on the chivalrous thief, as if doing so would help him defeat the enemy.

Suddenly, after swinging his sword, the fire giant briefly stopped moving. After regaining his mobility, he began to launch a series of random attacks on his surroundings. When the smoke cleared, the giant was still standing with his sword in hand, but the battle in the upper city suddenly came to a standstill.

"What happened?"

"Has the battle ended?"

"Why is that monster still standing there! Why is he still standing there?!"

Amidst the murmurs of the crowd, the fire giant slowly turned its head, and almost instantly, a terrifying sonic wave swept into everyone's ears.

"Robin Hood! Come out! Stop hiding!"

"If you don't come out, the entire city will lose its lives because of your cowardice!"

"Look carefully!"

The fire giant swung its sword at the ground, and a gray-black sword aura pierced through the entire lower city. Stone buildings touched by the sword aura instantly turned into sand, and humans and livestock were drained of their life force.

For a moment, apart from the terrifying roar of the fire giant, the city fell into dead silence.

"Did the Robin Hood escape?"

Some people asked the question aloud, and many more, though they didn't say it, were thinking the same thing.

The children huddled fearfully in their mother's arms, unaware that their mother was just as afraid as they were. The men wanted to pick up their weapons and fight back, but found their hands trembling so badly they couldn't control them.

Seemingly because the rogue didn't respond, the fire giant strode directly toward the lower city.

Just when people were almost in despair, another beam of light shot into the sky from the ruins of the upper city.