These crossbow arrows were reserved for killing moves by the strong men who originally built the city wall.

Obviously, this is a back-up plan prepared for the Lord of the City.

Once there is a mutiny, the city lord can take control of the overall situation.

This mechanism has not been activated for I don’t know how many years.

Only the city lord who holds the throne knows.

At this moment, Ren Kuang launches a decisive attack.

The mechanisms in the countless holes were activated, and countless sharp arrows were shot out in an instant.

These iron arrows are no ordinary arrows.

Instead, the magic weapon arrows tempered using weapon refining technology can easily penetrate the warrior's protection.

Below four stars, there is almost no resistance.

Just one salvo killed more than 80% of the defenders.

On the city wall, there was a cry of mourning.

The sheep-headed men fell one after another like dominoes.

The scene of death was projected into the sky by the Matrix, visible to the whole city.

This is both a public execution and a warning in disguise.

Although the human race has always been oppressed and is the weak side.

But Ren Kuang understands human nature well.

When the powerful enemy disappears, they fight among themselves and are also good at it.

He didn't want to kill the people he saved with his own hands.

Yang Bao's eyes were blood red, he let out a shrill roar, and charged forward with a spear in hand.

All his strength was gathered into the weapon. This blow, with tens of millions of power, seemed to crush Ren Kuang.

However, No. 8's eyes flashed coldly.

Split forward with both fingers.

The Kaitian Sword Intent is extremely powerful.

The sheep's forward rush paused.

The six-star barrier has exceeded the average yellow-level protective armor.

But at this moment, it cracked silently.

The inner nail filaments cracked with a sound, and a red line appeared on the chest.

"How is that possible?"

He couldn't accept it.

No. 8 walked forward slowly, obviously walking, but it felt like a peerless sword was penetrating through him.

The shadow flashed, and Yang Bao's huge body fell heavily.

His body has been split into two halves.

Number 8 actually passed through his body.

There was no trace of blood on his body.

His soul baby was also split in half, and his consciousness was completely blank.

But he saw Ren Kuang waving.

The black hole in the palm of your hand rotates, creating a huge suction force.

The soul tentacles tied him up and pulled him in with a whoosh.

Until the last moment, Yangbao didn't say a word.

After devouring the sheep, Ren Kuang smiled with satisfaction.

The refined soul juice dripped on the reincarnation fruit tree, causing the buds of the fruit tree to tremble, as if cheering.

More elves surrounded the fruit trees, jumping and singing, extremely happy.

Bai Fei shouted: "No. 8, control your strength and don't destroy the treasures on them."

Without any instructions, several people rushed forward impatiently.

Combined with No. 8, it's like a meat grinding machine.

Approaching step by step, killing the remaining high-level warriors.

Ren Kuang followed slowly, like a black hole swallowing him.

The soul-suppressing bell and the tyrant sword are like gluttons, opening their big mouths and devouring blood essence and soul power crazily.

The place Ren Kuang walked through seemed to have been purified.

The bloody aura that soared into the sky disappeared.

The brilliant power of faith enveloped him, and his resentment disappeared.

"Thank you Mad Emperor!"

"With the arrival of the Mad Emperor, there is hope for our human race to revive!"

"Mad Emperor, Mad Emperor, Emperor of the Human Race!"

…

The people who witnessed all this not only had no fear, but actually felt a breath of bad breath.

The propaganda by Bai Fei Xiaolong and others had a very good effect. Everyone knew that all this was done by Mad Emperor Ren Kuang.

For a moment, Ren Kuang's orb of faith kept flashing and received the thoughts of countless believers.

Through these thoughts, Ren Kuang seemed to share the memories of millions of people in the city.

He knows everything about their lives and experiences.

Countless wishes and blessings also reached his heart.

For a moment, Ren Kuang's face became very strange.

Although he prides himself on having a heart of stone.

However, he still couldn't help but burst into tears when he felt the suffering these people had suffered in the past.

The world is like a big melting pot.

Everyone is suffering inside.

Generation after generation.

There is no end and no hope.

"You have suffered."

"No hope, no faith."

"Like a duckweed without roots and nowhere to turn to."

"Life is despised and dignity is trampled on."

"Today, I'm here!"

"Regain your faith and courage, and let's work together for the dignity of the human race!"

"I declare that Jiuyang City will be renamed Nuwa City!"

Ren Kuang's consciousness field covers the entire city.

Everyone was pulled into the field by him.

Even if there were powerful warriors, he would never refuse his invitation.

Feeling the transmission of Ren Kuang's thoughts, everyone was very excited.

"Nuwa City, it turns out that this is really our own city!"

"The ancestor goddess Nuwa created humans, and we are the chosen ones. Why should we be enslaved by humans?"

"The dignity of the human race cannot be insulted! We must strengthen ourselves."

"Long live the Mad Emperor!"

…

Millions of people raised their heads to look at the majestic figure in the sky, with tears in their eyes.

It turns out that we are not humble!

It turns out that these sheep adults are also made of flesh and blood and are not invincible.

It turns out that we were not born slaves, we were also born noble.
To be continued...