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Chapter 64 Resistance(1/2)

clang!

Dangdang!

On the walls of Golden City, smoke was everywhere, and the giant bells in the central square were ringing again and again.

The slave traders, smuggling merchants, robbers and bandits gathered in the city raised their heads one by one.

They didn't understand what was going on to make Golden City feel like it was against a great enemy.

You must know that in this land, even the burning dawn cannot shake the status of the Golden City.

Over the past century, the reputation of the Golden City built by force has long covered the power of the Burning Dawn a hundred years ago, or... under the deliberate arrangement of some people, those who come to the Golden City have forgotten that the Golden City a hundred years ago are just the outpost camps for Burning Dawn.

"Will it have anything to do with the previous fireworks?"

"That devil's head?"

"Is it the Burning Family?"

"Can the Burning Family leave the Dawn Capital? Stop kidding!"

"The Emperor of Saint Seanda wished he could tie the Burning and the Dawn family to his feet like a dog."

...

The discussion caused a burst of laughter.

But the laughter came to an abrupt end at the next moment.

They saw Qin Ran in the air.

The demonized Qin Ran flew in the air. After the flames' eyes scanned the entire Golden City, the [Fire Shock] that was blessed with blessings was like a pillar of fire that penetrated the sky, smashing straight down.

The Golden City is known as the strongest and tall city wall, like to befu, and the soldiers turned into ashes on the city wall and behind the city wall.

Then, the people in the city saw what made the golden city smoke everywhere and sounded the alarm bell.

The Undead!

Endless army of undead!

Looking at the cold but burning soul fire in the eyes of the undead, these people shivered one after another.

"City Guards!"

"City Guards!"

Some people couldn't help but shout.

But more people drew their swords.

People who can come to Golden City to do business are not all good things. Whether they are slave traders, smugglers, or simply robbers and bandits, they have considerable combat power.

But, unfortunately... the undead they encountered were not ordinary undeads, but soldiers from the original Golden City. What’s more important is that these soldiers have obtained some reinforcement to varying degrees after "resurrecting from the dead".

Bang!

A tall and strong robber slashed the undead's neck with a knife.

The other party who was making a living near the Supreme Road was very clear that the seemingly terrifying undead actually had many weaknesses. Apart from flames and lightning, the most effective thing was to cut off their heads.

Therefore, the other party did this.

But the result was unexpected.

This knife hit the undead's neck accurately, but it was like a defeat.

The undead, who should have been fragile, had a tough neck like cowhide armor. After the knife that hit the knife only advanced half of the finger, it would be difficult to make an inch.

Perhaps, for ordinary people, the half-finger wound on the neck is already fatal.

But for the undead, it really doesn't hurt or itchy.

In the horrified gaze of the robber, the long sword in the undead's hand pierced the other party's chest.

The scorching blood sprayed on the face of the undead, and the strange smell was mixed with familiar feelings. The soul fire in the eyes of the undead unconsciously lit up a little.

roar!

The deep, like the roar of a wild beast, burst out from the chest of the undead.

The undead has become stronger.

And mixed with the aversion to the living, such a stronger growth is undoubtedly catastrophic.

Just when the people in the Golden City discovered that the undead in front of them were extraordinary, they suddenly discovered again that the undead in front of them had become stronger after being killed.

"What kind of undead is this!"

"Why is this happening?"

"Damn the Devil!"

"Is it still the Lord of the Undead?"

The noisy shouts have not changed the status quo.

The undead army defeated the first line of defense composed of these miscellaneous armies.

The second line of defense completely disappeared without any effect.

Because, the people in the city discovered that when they resisted the attack of the undead army, no guards of the Golden City themselves were seen.

Such discovery made the collapse uncontrollably happen.

These people are not guys with firm beliefs.

On the contrary, what they are best at is taking advantage of the situation and robbing things.

Now the rulers of Golden City want to make them shields, and these people are completely unwilling to do so.

It was already possible to support the team, but it was defeated like this.

These people used their own methods to escape from the Golden City.

Some of the bold ones ran towards the depths of the Golden City.

As for what you want to do?

Of course it goes without saying.

The slave trader ran away.

The smuggling merchant ran away.

The robber ran away.

The bandits ran away.

But their goods were all left behind.

The slaves looked at each other, watching the undead creatures who hurriedly passed by without hurting them, and didn't know what to do.

Finally, the slaves looked at Qin Ran, who was flying in the air.

"You are free."

"Whether you want it or not."

"Whether you dare or not."

"You are all free!"

"If you miss the days before, you will continue to stay here and wait for your master with fear and fear."

"If you want to welcome a new life, then pick up those swords, follow my army, and use the sword in your hand to create the life you want."

The demonized Qin Ran's voice was like thunder, rumbling in the slaves' ears.

Some are in a trance.

Some are confused.

Some people simply went to the 'commodities' left by smuggling merchants, and selected the right guys from them.

Someone takes the lead, so naturally someone follows.

Who wants to be sold as goods?

Who wants to be regarded as something worse than animals?

Who is willing to live a life of no peace and depends on the mood of others?

Now there is hope to get rid of such days.

Who wouldn't be unwilling to do it!

Resist!

Resist!

Resist!

for……
To be continued...
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