Chapter 259: Humans and Demons (3k)

Now even if that damn Constantine comes again, there is no way to stop everything.

Relying on this chaos and atrocities that lasted for three eras and were entirely led by humans themselves.

The entire abyss has completed the overlap with the Old Continent.

It can be said that the abyss at this moment is the Old World, and the Old World is the abyss!
Now, unless the original being that created everything wakes up, no other existence can stop everything.

Because even the gods who are high above cannot separate the old continent that belongs to the real world.

This is a better era than the so-called Demonic Age that came before it.

Because they don't even need to open the door.

Human beings themselves directly squeezed into the world with the entire abyss!
They themselves really didn't even think that it was possible to achieve this.

This was not even their involvement. At least compared to the long period of three eras, they really did nothing.

Humans have made all of this happen in an incredible way.

Dig your own grave.

This is the only description the demons can think of.

"Go ahead, destroy everything you can see, enjoy everything you can see!"

Under the instigation of the demon lords, countless demons crawled onto the earth and headed towards every place they could see, unable to suppress their restlessness.

The gray snow continued to fall.

But people are no longer hiding from the gray snow, they are now hiding from the demons that are almost everywhere!
But what is very interesting is that many demons cannot help but stop when chasing humans.

It was not because they encountered fierce resistance. Now the only force still resisting in the Old World was the Army of Honor. It was not because they were expelled from the real world. At this moment, the Old World was the abyss and the real world.

The only reason they stop is because they see an amazing masterpiece.

They saw houses built with human corpses, they saw castles built with human bones, and they saw humans locked in cages one by one and piled up into hills.

They saw humans nailed to wooden boards and used as road signs, they saw women buried in the ground with only their lower bodies exposed, and they saw humans cooked into various foods.

They saw humans whose limbs were chopped off and whose teeth were pulled out and used as urinals, they saw humans who were chained together and used to pull millstones, they saw "human creations" that they thought about for a long time but had no idea what they were used for but felt were extremely blasphemous and confusing.

Then, they saw that none of the masterpieces were made by them, the demons.

The demons, who had almost no chance to learn because of Constantine's closure, finally saw what the demon was doing.

These masterpieces became the greatest help to the survivors in escaping, because the demons simply could not get enough of them.

And I kept thinking about how I could create such a masterpiece.

But soon, more and more demons will sadly discover that they can only imitate but not surpass.

Because their biggest thought when they catch humans is to eat them, or to raise them and wait to be eaten.

Rather than how to turn it into a chaotic and decadent aesthetic.

But as time went on, the demons occupied one place after another.

They are discoveries of great assurance, and as long as they carefully preserve the masterpieces they discover, they will probably always have aesthetics that can be imitated.

People are really evil!
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Because of the human aesthetics that were left behind, whether during those four days or before.

So the demons' attack speed was greatly slowed down.

But even so, Quintus and the Army of Honor kept shrinking their defense lines.

It’s not that the demons’ attack is too fierce. The demons are not very willing to come here now. They are busy collecting human aesthetics and chasing those humans who will not resist!
The reason why Quintus and his team repeatedly retreated their defenses was that even though they had been trying to maintain a stable base in the early stages, it could not be called a base at all.

Many slaves, instigated by surrendered nobles and spontaneously born cultists, tried to kill honorable soldiers and true warriors, and sacrifice them to the demons in order to obtain rewards and pardons.

This is not an isolated incident; it happens in many occupied areas.

Therefore, Quintus and his men could only retreat again and again.

He planned to rely on the protection of the Memorial Temple to make the final resistance.

Meanwhile, at the memorial temple, Miss Leida was busy treating the wounded.

As a transcendent of the puppet path, she can still be used in many places, although it has no effect on the overall situation.

But looking at everything in front of her, she couldn't just do nothing.

Finally, after a busy day, she found a chance to catch her breath during the break between shifts.

Looking at the gray snow still falling overhead and the ground beneath his feet, which was protected by the mourning temple and had not a single ashes left.

Leida was also a little confused.

She could also commit suicide and hide back in the Human League before the worst outcome happened, where she could still live well.

But what about these people?
What about these real warriors and human beings?
What are they going to do?
Although Quintus did not say it explicitly, as a time traveler and a transcendent being, she still knew that because the old continent had directly turned into an abyss, the other continents had chosen to wait and see.

In other words, the other gods chose to ignore it.

Leida didn't know what these real big shots were thinking.

But she knew that they were the only ones who could still save the people in front of them.

Now that they are all silent, who can save these poor people?
Although Miss Witch said that she would end it all, Leida really couldn't imagine how Miss Witch, who was not a god, would end this nightmare that even the gods were said to be powerless to stop.

In her confusion, Leida could not help but hear these words: "If only Lord Augustus were still here."

This also resonated with Leida.

Yes, it would be great if Augustus, the only saint who still cares about the life and death of mortals, were still alive.

After shaking her head, Miss Leida gave up her fantasy and stood up to rescue the wounded who were sent down from the front line.
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Outside the Old Continent, the knights who once followed the witch and the rest of the Abyss Watchers are now meeting with many messengers.

They represent all the forces that the Abyss Watchers can muster.

Looking at the envoys who had all taken their seats, the knight said seriously:

"I believe you all know what we want, so can you lend a helping hand to the Old World?"

In response, the messengers were silent for a long time before someone stood up and said:

"We are also deeply saddened by what happened over there, but sir, it is a land that has nothing to do with us after all. You cannot ask us to let our soldiers shed blood for irrelevant people just for the sake of justice and fairness."

The knight asked in confusion:
"But you were there before, just a few days ago!"

The messenger said seriously:

"That's because we need to respond to the silence of our ancestors three eras ago! And now, the great Augustus is gone."

They owed a favor to Augustus, not to the Old World.

The knight still said unwillingly:

"But if you let the abyss run wild, it will bring disaster to you sooner or later!"

The messengers said:

"That's why we need to place our precious troops and resources on our borders!"

The knight frowned and said:
"And what do the gods and kings think?"

The messengers of the Church said:

"The Supreme One has no need to answer questions from mortals. Be aware of your status, my lord."

The knight was stunned for a moment before he lowered his head helplessly and said:

"Is there really no possibility?"

The messengers said:

"Think positively, sir. This is what they deserve."

"But there must be a large number of innocent people on that land."

"But there are still countless innocent people on our land!"

The knight was speechless.

He knew full well that they were right.

The Old World was a land that had nothing to do with them, and they had to take care of the people on their own land.

This is a crisis of the Old World, but not a crisis of the entire world.

It might be okay to hope that they would provide humanitarian assistance, but asking them to send troops directly to conquer the abyss is really asking too much.

They are here because of the thousands of years of dedication of the Abyss Watchers.

If it were someone else, they probably wouldn't have paid any attention.

Some messengers looked at the knight who bowed his head and couldn't help but say:
"My Lord, you and your companions have already sacrificed a lot for this world, and everything in the Old World has nothing to do with you. You don't need to blame yourself."

"You have done a good job, but this is indeed their own fault."

"Sir, please let go of your noble character for a moment."

"Or think differently. You and your companions can stay here or somewhere else and continue to guard those truly good people who need protection."

"Why bother yourself with an abyss that is no longer something a mortal can solve on his own?"

To these words, the knight gave his answer after a long silence.

He bowed to the many messengers and said:

"I appreciate your coming, but I'm sorry we can't host you any longer."

After saying that, he put on his helmet and walked out of the house with his companions.

In this regard, an envoy could not help but ask:

"My Lord, where are you going?"

The knight paused and said:
"Let's go to the Old World, to the Abyss. I heard there are many survivors waiting for us there."

In response to this, an envoy immediately stood up and grabbed him and said:

"My lord, you and your companions have paid too much. I sincerely hope that you will not go there again. This time, you will never come back! That place is the abyss now, and it is not something that mortals can solve!"

"Just think of it as me begging you, please stay!"

The knight also said to him seriously:
"Just think of it as me begging you, let me save more people!"

(End of this chapter)