Chapter 265: Death as a Human Being in the Right Thing (4k)

Because he knew that those damn humans were planning to summon Constantine.

So all the demons in the Old World went crazy.

Constantine, who was almost blocking the door of the abyss to beat them, was really the guy they didn't want to see again in their lives.

And what was different about that guy from before was that he not only blocked the door, he also beat them into pieces before throwing them back inside and locking it!

Almost everything is done!
The demons also remember which era it was.

This guy was running around like he was in a hurry. Not to mention the little demons he killed without any care, even the demon lords, especially the sequence three demon lords who could challenge the demon lord, were beaten up and thrown into the door according to his planned routes.

Throughout the whole process, they didn't even hear the other party say a few polite words.

Basically, when they were having fun creating chaos in their own territory, they would suddenly be knocked to the ground with a few punches by a guy who came out of nowhere. Before they could say a few harsh words to save face, the other party had already beaten them to a pulp and locked them up!
It was a feeling that the demons couldn't find many accurate words to describe for a long time.

Until a demon heard a term called "brushing performance" from a believer in the abyss countless years later.

They are the ones that suddenly feel inexplicably appropriate.

During those years, they were really cleaned up by this guy just to boost his performance!
They have never seen processes such as fighting each other, searching for clues, and purifying people's hearts.

He was really humiliated from head to toe by Constantine.

So now, how could the demons not go crazy?
A lava demon as tall as a mountain broke through the ground and climbed out of the abyss.

It roared and rushed towards the fortress ahead.

Behind it, above its head, and in front of it were all kinds of little demons charging forward.

This is a demon lord, a very powerful one.

He may have already gotten close to the Demon Lord and is qualified to get a seat.

Therefore, the defenders in the city also felt a lot of pressure about its arrival.

But the only lucky thing was that they soon discovered a very big surprise - the chest of the mountain-high lava demon was torn open by some force, reaching the core!

"This is the wound left by Lord Constantine. Concentrate your firepower and attack its chest!"

The giant crossbows and heavy artillery that were still operational in the fortress began to concentrate their fire in that direction.

The human's actions made the demon, as tall as a mountain, even more ashamed and angry.

"Stupid humans!"

The demon's roar echoed throughout the world in a way that matched its size, and its figure became increasingly ferocious.

The Honor Army's counterattacks were very accurate, but they were all ineffective.

Because both the crossbow arrows and the artillery shells were blocked in its chest by an invisible force.

It was obvious that the demon had taken a lot of precautions against this.

After all, it is such an obvious fatal point.

"Don't stop, don't stop! Keep going, keep going!"

The commander is still trying to organize a counterattack.

But facing the ferocious demon, their attack frequency was indeed significantly slowed down.

It's not because of cowardice. No one who dares to come here is afraid of death.

The reason for the delay is simply that there is no way to act.

This is an extraordinary world, where the suppression of lower beings by higher beings is almost crushing.

There is no need for the opponent to fully exert his strength. The divinity displayed when giving it his all is enough to pollute anyone who dares to face it.

To fight against such existence, the general solution in most cases is to rely on containment by an equally powerful being.

But the defenders here had no such solution because there were too many attacking demons.

All of their remaining high sequences were used in more critical areas.

The demon lords they face in those places are not demon lords.

But he is the real Demon Lord!
So they can only use another method to deal with each other - relying on the strong wall to take away human lives!

They had no way to confront the other side head-on, but the fortress beneath their feet was indeed full of blessings of all kinds, and they also had powerful weapons left by the former Roman nobles.

Even so, it is only possible in theory, and there is no possibility of killing them in reality.

But fortunately, they didn't have to kill each other!
They just need to hold each other back!
As long as they are willing to sacrifice their lives, they have a great hope of keeping the other side here, thus completing the super-large summoning ceremony being arranged in the rear.

A very unequal fight, but they had no other choice.

Or they are glad that they still have this path to take.

As a Sequence Five commander, he can still hold on, but more than half of the defenders around him have been contaminated.

Looking at the extremely obvious red lines on the face of my companion.

The commander's face twitched wildly for a moment before he gritted his teeth and shouted:
"Jump down, everyone who can still move, jump down, jump towards the demons that are climbing up! Jump down with all the demons you can take down!"

"Second team, come up!!!"

Because of the existence of the Holy Relics, demons are almost legendary in the Old World. Since they are legends, there is almost no way to heal the pollution of the Abyss.

What's more, they were in a completely destroyed occupied area.

Therefore, once contaminated, there is basically no hope. After being completely contaminated, one may even fall directly into the abyss and become a zombie that can only madly attack living people or even a new demon.

The only way to deal with this is to kill him before he completely falls.

In this way, at least the safety of the rest of the people can be guaranteed and they can survive until the last moment as human beings.

As for the commander's order, the defenders who were still able to move did not hesitate at all, because they were the Honor Army of Augustus!

They are heroes who have fought one after another!

After receiving the order, they jumped down the city wall in front of them.

And take as many demons with you as possible.

This dealt a heavy blow to the attacking demons.

They were the fastest group to rush forward, not because they were brave, but because they felt that these humans had lost their ability to fight due to the pollution of the lord.

They wanted to feast on the flesh and blood of these soldiers and enjoy their despair at the moment.

But what they didn't expect was that the other party would be so desperate. They didn't even feel the despair they longed for.

As they got closer, they clearly felt that they were not feeling the comfort of lying in a warm bed. Instead, they felt that everything around them was freezing cold.

As creatures of the abyss that feed on negative emotions, they naturally like despair, wailing, resentment and other negative emotions. Being surrounded by these emotions will make them feel that they have encountered spring, which is not the case here.

Even though the people here are suffering from the pollution of the abyss, they are not in despair, nor do they curse everything with resentment.

They only have fire, a fire burning fiercely in their hearts!

The flames could not burn anyone, but they could torture the demons.

The first batch of demons that rushed up were led down the high wall by the Honor Army.

The second group of demons simply bypassed the "cold flames" in front of them.

As very selfish creatures, it was normal for the demons to do such things. It was also because of this delay that the second group of human defenders had already rushed to the top of the city.

The counterattack that had just stopped began to pour out firepower again.

Such a scene naturally made the demon lord in the distance very angry.

It raised its hands upwards and then slammed them down on the ground.

A huge crack opened up from under it and moved forward.

It wanted to throw the fortress directly into the ground.

Theoretically, it can be done. As a sequence three demon lord, this is really a very simple operation.

But what is opposite it is not an ordinary fortress, but a fortress carefully built by Roman nobles in order to enjoy a comfortable life.

The big crack had only advanced less than half the distance when it instantly lost its momentum.

Not to mention creating a huge crack that could let the entire fortress fall in, they couldn't even make the gap reach the bottom of the city.

Seeing this, the demon as majestic as a mountain suddenly clapped his hands forward again.

A storm of fire broke out at this point, and endless flames swept forward.

No matter whether there are demons anywhere or not, this storm of flames will move forward.

The demons fell madly in the flames like dumplings.

They didn't wait for the wails of the Honor Army, but waited for their own first.

But such a powerful firestorm was thwarted by the solid wall.

The flames destroyed the demons in front, but failed to even burn the city walls red.

The Demon Lord was able to destroy Suras easily, but it was not a Demon Lord;

The strong walls that the Roman nobles used to protect their lives were indeed able to stop it, even if the armaments stored in the city itself had not been exhausted due to corruption before the catastrophe and damage during the catastrophe.

The opponent would no longer be able to be killed only in theory.

What made it even more ashamed and angry was that in the face of its attack that could burn the city down, not even all the mortals on the city wall died.

As the flames burned past, they fought back at themselves with the flames burning all over their bodies.

Those attacks didn't hurt it at all, but they made it feel insulted.

"Whoever dares to retreat will be burned to death by me like them!"

After leaving these words, the mountain-like demon shot up with both feet off the ground.

The giant as big as a mountain jumped to an incredibly high height.

Its wings had been torn off by Constantine a long time ago, so it could only try to jump in this way.

However, the height that should have directly jumped over the fortress, but it began to fall straight down after it reached a very delicate position.

In the end, it could only fall in front of the city wall in a huge cloud of dust.

"Damned mortal!"

This time, it finally couldn't help but let out a huge roar.

The ferocious and huge arm swung directly towards the top of the city.

This time, it destroyed a large number of crossbows and killed a large number of honor soldiers with ease.

But its hand also triggered the blessing that had been bestowed on it because it slammed suddenly on the city wall.

As the holy chant sounded, the demon lord's arms suddenly caught fire.

The demon who was as tall as a mountain could only fall backwards while covering his arms.

However, before it fell, it also spewed out a large amount of poisonous fire towards the top of the city.

Even though the poisonous fire was quickly extinguished due to the blessing of the city wall itself, the defenders who were still trying to attack it were all ignited by the poisonous fire.

"Charge forward, charge in, kill them, kill all these damn humans!"

Under the urging and tyranny of the demon lord, the demons seized this opportunity and rushed forward.

This time, the demons occupied almost the entire city wall, and some demons had already rushed into the city and started destroying it.

This made the demon lord feel that it was finally coming to an end.

However, first a dragon-slaying arrow that had been waiting for it to approach suddenly shot towards its chest, and then more soldiers of honor stepped on the corpses of their companions and pushed back to the top of the city wall under the burning of poisonous fire.

The dragon-slaying arrow that had been waiting for its arrival failed to penetrate its defense. Even the crossbow and archer who shot the dragon-slaying arrow were completely knocked down by its immediate reaction.

But looking at the dragon-slaying arrow that was almost piercing its chest, it still chose to retreat.

That was probably the last time, but how could a demon gamble with his life?

Looking at the retreating Demon Lord, the commander, half of whose body was burned, showed great unwillingness.

He pounded the wall behind him in frustration.

Just a little bit, just a little bit!
If it was not against dragons but against demons.
But after a moment of reluctance, the commander tried hard to suppress everything and looked behind him.

He was dying and would not live long, although they had made arrangements in advance for replacements in various situations.

But he was still very worried because the Honor Army was almost wiped out.

In three more rounds at most, it will be the turn of the slaves and survivors.

He believed in the Honor Corps, but he didn't know if he could trust them.

Along the way, he saw too many horrible things that he thought were caused by demons but turned out to be human.

So they didn't dare to let these slaves and survivors come up with them.

They were so afraid that the other side would turn against them at the last minute that they couldn't even hold on for the most basic amount of time.

But now, the Honor Army is about to be wiped out, and we can only rely on them to take over.

Is this really okay?
The commander didn't know the answer, nor did he dare to think about it. He could only drag his almost crippled body and tie himself to the flagpole and continue to command.

Finally, as time approached evening, the honorary troops stationed here were basically wiped out.

But the demons outside are still coming in an endless stream, and the demons in the abyss are indeed not endless.

But they have to face the demons that occupy the entire Old World.

After looking at the demons still roaring outside, the extraordinary person who took over the command subconsciously looked at the slaves and survivors holding weapons behind him.

They are timid, shrinking and hesitant.

He really wanted to ask them to follow him up.

But in the end, he said nothing, because he remembered the heads stuck in a circle and the demon's earth-shattering words:

'You humans did that!'

Beside him, the last few soldiers of the Army of Honor followed silently and walked up the cracked city wall.

They didn't know what the final Roman people would choose.

But they can choose their own path - to die as a human being in the right thing!
(End of this chapter)