I have a city in another world

At this moment, fate judges the choices made by everyone.

The group following the little girl saw a large horde of mutated monsters rushing towards them, their hideous and twisted faces clearly visible.

But in the blink of an eye, flames spewed from the seven orifices of the mutated monster, and it was then engulfed by a ball of fire.

The scene from before played out again, right before my eyes, and I could even feel the heat of the flames.

The crowd was both excited and apprehensive, certain that the unseen uncle truly existed and could instantly kill the mutated monster, yet also fearful that the burning monster might harm them.

Then, to everyone's surprise, the burning monster avoided them, as if it were being blocked by an invisible barrier.

They stood in the middle of the street, surrounded by thick smoke and a pungent, acrid smell.

No one cared about the taste; instead, they were grateful that they had made the right choice and had hope to continue living.

A roar came from behind, drawing everyone's attention. They discovered that a large group of mutated monsters were besieging the building.

Those residents who refused to leave held fast to the gate, preventing the mutated monsters from breaking in.

The building's main entrance was reinforced and desperately defended by a group of residents, making it difficult for the mutated monsters to break in quickly.

Thanks to this method of defense, the residents inside the building have been holding out for some time now.

However, this time the monster attack didn't just destroy the gate; monsters even climbed up the walls.

When the monster encounters a window, it will continuously pound and tear at it, attempting to enter and launch an attack.

There were also some mutated monsters frantically digging at the broken parts of the wall, causing debris from building materials to fall down.

If this situation continues, it may not be long before the building walls are breached.

Those involved are often confused, while bystanders see things clearly; those watching from afar felt a sense of foreboding.

Those who refuse to follow may not be able to hold out for long, and the two sides may never see each other again.

"Stop looking, let's go."

Someone said in a deep voice, turning their head away from looking behind them and instead taking firm steps forward.

Surrounding the little girl, the group continued walking forward and soon left the street.

The city streets were deserted, and flowers were blooming everywhere, but unfortunately, no one appreciated them.

The group continued forward, encountering mutated monsters from time to time.

Whenever an attack is launched, the mutated monster will either turn into a fireball or be instantly pierced by invisible flames.

The body developed large, charred holes, which were then consumed by the inextinguishable flames until it turned into a pile of ashes.

Occasionally, people in the roadside buildings witnessed this scene and cried out for help.

Some of the bolder ones rushed out of the building and decisively joined the group.

Those timid, cowardly, and hesitant citizens will miss this precious opportunity to escape.

As they continued to move forward, the group grew larger and larger, attracting the attention of more and more hiding citizens.

As they were passing through a street, a sudden burst of gunfire rang out, and several people in the group instantly fell to the ground.

At the same time, a red light flashed and headed straight for the location from which the bullet had been fired.

Inside a building by the roadside, an armed man holstered his gun and prepared to flee, when he saw a red light shooting towards him.

The armed men looked terrified and were about to raise their guns to fire when they were suddenly enveloped by a red light.

With a scream, the armed man's clothes and flesh were charred, his hands and feet turned into charcoal, but his torso was not burned to ashes.

Burns in this state will only cause more pain, leading to a slow death amidst screams of despair.

A red light floated in the room; it turned out to be a runic iron chain. Then, a semi-transparent figure appeared, coldly staring at the heavily wounded armed personnel.

"I hate dogs like you the most, you cowardly bastard who bullies the weak and fears the strong. Now you can slowly enjoy your last painful moments." The assassin's soul, fused with the magical weapon, let out a strange, cackling laugh and flew onto the street to continue acting as a guard.

For some time now, he has been following Tang Zhen closely, acting as both a bodyguard and a weapon of attack.

Although unwilling, the assassin, who had become a weapon spirit, had no choice because he was controlled by others.

Fortunately, being by Tang Zhen's side meant no shortage of opportunities to kill; the number of monster enemies killed by the assassins had already exceeded a thousand.

The assassin was quite satisfied with this job, and it allowed him to vent his resentment.

The armed men's despicable ambush resulted in three deaths and four injuries. The bodies were dumped on the roadside, and the wounded were helped to continue their journey.

About three minutes later, a flock of bird-like servants flew over and carried the injured person to the temple for treatment.

There is also a group of bird-like servants who act as trailblazers, occasionally landing in roadside buildings to investigate.

If they encounter armed personnel or Alliance monks, the bird-man servants will immediately launch an attack.

The armed man who just attacked was actually just someone who happened to run into the group and harbored resentment.

Other armed personnel and alliance monks, as well as those hidden villains, were scattered throughout the city, and were also separated and blocked by the presence of mutated monsters.

By the time they receive the message, it will probably be a long time later, and it will be even less likely that they will risk coming to provide reinforcements.

The bird-man servants were tasked with scouting and clearing out the mutated monsters, making the journey ahead safer.

Seeing this, the survivors in the roadside buildings joined in, making the group grow larger and larger.

The temple took this very seriously and dispatched teams to provide support. Armed personnel from the temple could be seen along the way from time to time.

They stood atop buildings, armed and on guard, clearing dangerous targets from the streets.

After walking for nearly four hours, we finally arrived at the outskirts of the safe zone.

Seeing those terrifying plants that resembled giant trees and were covered with thick vines, the group felt an inexplicable sense of security.

Especially when everyone saw the monster's corpse hidden by flowers and green leaves, they all showed happy smiles.

In the days that followed, they no longer had to live in fear, but lived safely under the protection of the temple.

Filled with anticipation, the team traversed the plant barrier and successfully entered the safe zone.

There are many houses in the safe zone, most of which are unattended and can be lived in after a simple tidying up.

However, few people paid attention to the houses in the outer areas; the citizens preferred to live near the temple.

Even if the houses are worse and the living environment is more crowded, people should try to gather in the center as much as possible.

According to the citizens, this location is close enough to the temple that it can respond immediately should any unusual situation occur.

If the distance is too far, more unexpected events may occur by the time the temple personnel arrive.

Having experienced various changes, citizens have become increasingly cautious and are seeking shelter as much as possible to ensure their safety.

The temple is powerful and can certainly provide the security and protection one desires, which is the main reason why houses in the temple area are so sought after.

After experiencing life-and-death trials, no one rejected the temple's attempts to win them over; instead, they actively joined and became believers.

They were even worried that they wouldn't meet the requirements and would be rejected by the temple.

Losing one's status as a member of the temple means that one may not be able to receive protection, and may even be expelled.

Although the chances were slim, no one dared to try. So, after entering the temple's safe zone, everyone began to chant poems frantically, praising the Goddess of Stars without reservation.

This operation was indeed effective; that night, the statue shone brightly, illuminating half the city.

The mutated monster, illuminated by the light, let out a mournful howl and hid inside the building, too afraid to show its face.

The suffering previously endured by the villains has now fallen upon the mutated monsters, a welcome boon for the city's residents. (End of Chapter)