Alien world

Chapter 1737, Chapter 370: Rescuing People
There are 30 minutes left before the execution.

Suddenly, a deafening roar erupted from afar, and the residents throughout the northwest of Montreal Hills heard the sound.

Countless residents, still asleep, were startled awake. They got up in a daze and looked out the window, only to see the knights galloping past on horseback.

"what happened?"

The deputy judge looked in the direction from which the sound came, where a clear cavity had been created by the impact of the thin mist.

Soon, a group of clerics arrived: "A team of clerics encountered stubborn resistance while searching the Black Watch Legion Commander's mansion. The noise just now was from heretics destroying the mansion. The Inquisitor is sending people over and told us not to pay any attention and to continue the executions."

"understood."

But this was just the beginning. Next, loud explosions echoed all around. Some were magical, others were gunpowder, which wasn't entirely unfamiliar.

The Chaos Cult has actually caused quite a stir in the capital.

Da da da da——

The sound of galloping warhorses suddenly rang out in the street, heading straight for the circular square.

The Nationalist soldiers raised their lances, showing no sign of flinching. The knight tightened the reins, stopping less than a meter from the raised spears.

The knight stepped aside on his warhorse and shouted, "The Chaos Cult is attacking Grand Duke Zakaria's estate! The Grand Duke orders you to send reinforcements immediately!"

“The National Army is carrying out the executions and cannot leave,” the deputy judge refused.

"No, the Grand Duke demands that you go and rescue them immediately!"

The deputy judge remained unmoved: "I'm sorry, but the court only obeys the Emperor's orders."

"You..." the knight said angrily, "Grand Duke Zakaria has been attacked, and your Imperial Church has stood by and done nothing. What are you trying to do!"

"You don't think today's turmoil is just a coincidence, do you?" The deputy judge looked at him calmly. "If Albek and the others are rescued, the court will be fine, but you and your Grand Duke will definitely be tied up here for them."

The knight gritted his teeth in anger. Of course he knew, but the Chaos Cult's attack on the manor was also true.

Unable to command the court, he had no choice but to turn around and head towards the more distant Knights' headquarters.

There are still twenty minutes until the execution.

The deputy judge, looking at the crowd outside, suddenly ordered the police to disperse the crowd outside the circular plaza.

The Black Armored Order soldiers activated, pushing the panicked Imperials, along with the Chaos forces lurking among them, out of the street.

"Please let me take a look." Some people were still pushing forward.

"Stop, no..."

As soon as Jiao Jun opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood and foam suddenly gushed out. He looked down in a daze and saw a dagger ignoring his sturdy armor and plunging into his chest.

With his last strength, he slammed the resident who attacked him to the ground and thrust his spear to pin him to death!
"Enemy attack!"

"The Nationalist Army has gone mad; they're going to slaughter us!"

Two voices rang out almost simultaneously, and chaos erupted in an instant.

The fleeing civilians, the chaotic cultists mixed in, and the civilians who were being drawn into the approaching Nationalist army.

The Nationalist Army no longer distinguished between friend and foe, raising black tower shields with spears piercing through the gaps, treating anything that approached as an enemy.

The streets were filled with cries and screams, and blood seeped into the paving stones.

The reconnaissance airship drifted towards them, but before it could get close, it was engulfed by gargoyles that rushed out from the side. The attacked airship crashed into the clock tower, billowing smoke, with gears and shattered glass cascading down like a waterfall. The street floor bulged, and ratmen swarmed out of the pits like ants, scurrying about and causing destruction.

Ratmen, demons, and explosions all around.

The Imperials stared blankly at the chaos emanating from all sides. This was the first time since the founding of the Empire that Montreal Hills had been invaded by a foreign enemy.

Looking down at the chaos on the street and the smoke-filled Montreal Hills, Annan was suddenly filled with profound bewilderment.

Unlike the Elven Royal Court, which had become complacent due to long-standing peace, the Empire had always prided itself on its barbarity and martial prowess. Today, the Empire was allowing the chaotic sects to wreak havoc throughout the capital, which was a significant loss to the Empire's reputation.

So the empire paid a heavy price just to send Albek into the Chaotic Cult... What exactly happened in the far north?
Annan's expression suddenly brightened, for he had already become involved. He would know when the truth was revealed!
Seeing that they could not attract the attention of the state religious army at the execution ground, and that the believers mixed in with the crowd were about to be killed, the chaotic sect hiding in the shadows ordered an attack.

The cultists burst from their hiding places and charged toward the State Church's army formation along with the gargoyles that resembled dark clouds.

"I hereby declare you a heretic!"

The vice-judge picked up the documents, and the dazzling stigmata instantly wove into a giant net in the sky. The swooping gargoyles immediately billowed smoke, their black bodies igniting sparks, turning into drifting ashes when they were still a hundred meters from the ground.

The Nationalist soldiers, who had erected tower shields, blocked the enemy's first wave of attacks, but their comrades behind them suddenly turned their spears and pierced the bodies of their comrades in front of them.

Their movements seemed controlled, their eyes filled with struggle, yet their actions were like those honed through countless trials, stabbing and killing their comrades.

Baron Jim Kelly appeared on the chaotic street, his bloodshot eyes blazing, his fingers flying through the air like bees.

With everyone around him fighting, Annan, who was following the Baron, was unsure if anyone was watching him. He had no choice but to take down his bow, take a deep breath, and draw the bowstring.

Recalling the teachings he received from his instructors at the Elf Royal Court, Annan's dark eyes suddenly sharpened, and he loosened his grip.

call out--

"what!"

A cold glint appeared first, followed by a scream. An arrow shot into the back of a chaotic cultist, who fell to the ground screaming in agony!

Annan stiffened and quickly glanced around. Fortunately, the chaos meant no one was paying attention to them.

The Nationalist army, which was blocking the way, collapsed due to the attack from both inside and outside. The chaotic sects took advantage of the victory and rushed forward. Annan slowed down as he passed his comrade who had been shot in the back. He reached out, pulled out the arrow, and destroyed the evidence.

He stood there for a moment, then pulled out a branch from the otherworldly tree and stuck it into the wounds of his comrade's corpse.

Although it's not on the verge of death, it's still warm, so it should still be usable, right...?
Then Anan felt something flowing from the branch he was holding, being drawn into the branches of the other world.

Really useful!

Annan looked up, his gaze sweeping over the countless fallen corpses, his dark eyes gleaming.

The bodies of the Nationalist Army soldiers must not be desecrated; what if there's a chance of resurrection? But the bodies of the Chaotic Sect cannot be wasted.

Annan was dashing around the battlefield, constantly asking, "What is this? Insert... What is this? Insert..."

If the Chaos Cult asks me about it later, I'll say I'm draining their life force—do you dare say I'm not chaotic enough?

Chaos was approaching the execution ground. The court erected a second line of defense outside the circular plaza. The deputy judge looked at the shouts of killing in the distance, his face still calm.

"That's quite a grand gesture, but Albek, do you think the Chaos Cult can rescue you?"

There were still more than ten minutes until the execution, but the deputy judge was no longer going to wait.

"Execution!"

(End of this chapter)