The news of the imminent spirits, like wings, quickly spread throughout the streets of Muxicheng.

The disaster that the Dragon God personally informed everyone clearly understands that this may be the most severe crisis since the establishment of the kingdom.

The human beings, the Crusaders, and the marine community, all have put aside their arrogance and prejudice in the past, and everyone has only one goal-to defend the city and live.

Regardless of gender, regardless of age, almost everyone in the city took up arms.

There is no way for everyone to retreat. According to the army patrolling outside the city, the Dragon Kingdom may be the last kingdom in the world to stand on the ground, and all other cities have long been the dens of the dead.

In the next three days, the undead on the Plain of Falling Stars launched dozens of attacks on Muxi City.

The sound of explosions, fighting, and screaming echoed on the ground outside the city every day.

In the eastern defense zone of Twilight City, the orc Carroll split the last struggling undead in half with an axe, and then leaned against the wall and panted hard.

Uprooting the corpse of the parasite that had penetrated his chest, Aldenan paid no attention to the blood pouring from his chest. He staggered to the ground, looking at the gray sky, and could no longer get up.

"I heard the group of Valkyries in charge of investigating that those who attacked Twilight in the past few days are all necromantic forwards..." Aldenan's hair was mixed with blood stains, knotted and tangled together: "Tomorrow morning, The first giant corpse group of the undead will reach the border of Twilight City. The number is roughly estimated to be close to 300,000..."

Carroll glanced at Aldenan: "Which Valkyrie told you? Is it Hedrin? That girl who loves to laugh?"

There was a hint of emotion in Aldenan’s calm tone: "Hedlin was dead. When she came back from the patrol yesterday evening, she ran into a swarm of necromantic crows..."

Carroll was taken aback.

The two fell silent.

After a while, Aldernan whispered: "In Guyan City, I heard that there are corpses from the direction of the southern empire, crossing the foothills, and entering the plain; and on the west side of Waiheke Island, traces of marine dead have also been found. All ports and trading posts were closed, and the navy blocked the access to the sea."

Carroll looked around, then said to Aldenan, "Just say what you want."

Aldenan: "You know what I want to say."

Carol gritted his teeth and said, "I won't leave here."

Aldenan rolled his eyes. "I never thought of persuading you to leave here."

Carroll: "Barbara's delivery date is coming soon, and I must make sure that she and the child are safe."

Aldenan struggled to get up from the ground, kicked the dead body next to him down the city wall, and said to Carroll: "Don't you think about yourself? If you die, I very much doubt that woman will A tear was shed."

Contrary to Aldenan's expectation, Carol looked directly at the former, his face was unusually calm, and there was no sign of anger at all.

Carroll said: "I remember you once asked me a question."

Aldenan: "What?"

Carroll: "What are people pursuing in this life? Food? Wealth? Prestige? If you let me say, everyone has something in their heart that they want to protect. For such a thing, we can give up everything and change. Everything...you didn't find it, it doesn't mean it doesn't exist."

Aldenan waved his hand: "I never knew that you still have the talent to be a philosopher. For example, those illusory things, I prefer to live and enjoy the rest of my life."

Carroll shrugged: "Well, even if it's just to survive, you have to face everything now...because, for the living, there is no other place in this world except for the West Side."

Aldenan sighed for a long time: "You are right, this world is about to end, and Muxicheng may be our last chance to live."

At the Eastern Defense Line Command 17 kilometers away, Cumberland, who hadn't closed his eyes for 24 hours in a row, opened his bloodshot eyes, looked at the sand table with dense black flags in front of him, and asked, "Chakley How is the gap in the special defense line now?"

Alfonso Decavo pointed to the black flag on the eastern front and said: "At noon today, the Fourth Wing went up and drove all the dead spirits that broke through the defense line off the wall."

Cumberland looked at the sand table, frowned, and said nothing.

Alfonso thought for a while, and then said: "Most of the garrison troops in the Chaklit defensive circle are soldiers from the Holy Guard and Silver Ring. They are good at dealing with ordinary necromen, but they are really good against a large number of alien necromen. It is powerless...this time the line of defense collapsed, and the blame cannot be entirely blamed..."

Before Alfonso could finish speaking, Cumberland said: "At this time, it doesn't make any sense to hold accountable. The key lies in how to allocate military power to prevent the next crisis of defense."

Alfonso looked at the sand table and suggested: "Or else transfer the Crusades from the southern defense line? In the southern line, they have been relatively stable these days. There have been only a few small-scale attacks, and then some Crusades would be transferred to support the eastern front. Contribute to the balance of forces."

Cumberland thought for a while and rejected the proposal: "You can't transfer troops there... Think about it, most of the undead facing the Eastern Front are from the parish kingdom, where the population is relatively small and the terrain is relatively flat. So the undead marched. At the time, the speed is faster, but the scale is smaller."

"And most of the undead on the southern line came from the southern empire. The area was large in population, but because of the steep terrain, the speed of travel was slower. But once the undead in the south crossed the mountains and reached the plains, their offensive would be stronger than The Eastern Front is even more severe here."

"So ~lightnovelpub.net~ the Crusaders in the Southern Defense Line cannot be transferred."

Alfonso nodded, and then said: "According to the report of the patrol unit, at sunrise tomorrow, the first giant group of undead corpses will reach the eastern front of Twilight City."

Cumberland: "Tomorrow's war, I am afraid it will be the most severe battle in the past few days. After the notification, let everyone be prepared, and the defensive materials will be counted and dispatched."

Alfonso: "The citizen representatives in the city have found Prime Minister Emerson, hoping to come to the front and join the battle."

Cumberland said in a deep voice, "Tell the guys who will only add to the chaos, where are you going to get me cool! They are not trained, and some people don’t even know what a dead spirit looks like. This kind of person went on the wall. , Just screaming and fleeing like crazy, it's useless!"

Alfonso knew that the other party was telling the truth, and did not refute it.

Cumberland shook his head and said, "I'll go to bed for a while, come and wake me up if there is any movement."