When the Saint comes, she does not collect food

Chapter 1254 The City Falls in One Day

Following Cook's finger, a huge black shadow slowly emerged from the clouds to the west.

The sunlight was blocked by shadows, creating a blurry dark area on the ground and city walls, and even the shimmering light on the river was dimmed.

"Dark clouds?" Collins said instinctively, his body stiffening, but he immediately realized he was wrong.

Where would you find such dark clouds? The edges of the shadows are so neat; they don't resemble rain clouds, irregular dark clouds, or even a flock of geese.

Could it be a legendary celestial behemoth? Or a dragon? But that's from the mythological era, how could it possibly happen now?

The Norn gods haven't manifested for so many years, why are they manifesting now?
"No, no!" the sharp-eyed baker's head exclaimed. "That's a ship? That's a ship! Damn it, how could that be a ship?"

"How can a ship be in the sky?" The blacksmith ran to the window, gripping the stone windowsill, his eyes widening in disbelief.

As the shadowy figure descended, the clouds parted, revealing its shape.

A wooden boat, resembling a sail, is suspended in the sky by a huge spindle-shaped sphere.

The dark brown sphere was also decorated with terrifying images of the three-faced beast gods, including the Horrible, the Fearful, and the Mighty, along with the black and red gear and sun patterns of the Holy Alliance.

Without a doubt, there must be a large number of beastman sailors on board, or perhaps they are unarmed.

On each side of the flute-shaped hull are two paddle wheels, turning slowly, creating a breeze that scatters the surrounding clouds.

People tend to believe everything, regardless of whether it makes sense or not.

Just as the sun rises in the east and sets in the west, just as the Father truly exists, just as the devil steals souls at night.

Regardless of the truth, they firmly believed in these common-sense principles—until they were completely shattered.

A person who has never seen a floating warship cannot understand why a ship can fly into the sky.

This is something that no human can do, as countless historical records have shown.

But there really is such a spaceship here.

Unless it's the work of the Holy Father or the devil, this spaceship couldn't possibly be here.

In an instant, the previously orderly militiamen of the city wall began to waver and collapse. Silent rumors were passed between their eyes, and eventually turned into panic.

"A miracle! A miracle sent by the Holy Grandson!"

"No! It's the devil, this is the devil's thing, quickly recite the sutra to make it come down."

"Father, where is the priest?"

Dozens of priests began chanting incantations simultaneously, but this did nothing to stop the giant from getting closer.

As the terrifying thing drew near, especially with its lifelike depiction of a three-headed demon, the soldiers finally succumbed.

Some soldiers were able to hold their posts, but many militiamen found it hard to accept. They screamed and turned to run towards the stairs, only to trip over the threshold and fall, their faces covered in blood.

The people inside the fort were in chaos. They crawled into the cellars and trembled while clinging to the pillars. Cook and Collins rushed over immediately and tried to restore order.

Although they didn't understand what had happened, they all knew that, regardless of whether they were friend or foe, they had to maintain their own order first.

The riots at this level were not yet out of control, and the officers and sergeants remained calm.

still have a chance!

"Call those old folks in the neighborhood over. Anyone who takes in deserters will be killed, including the three households on either side of them." Knight Cook drew his longsword and strode toward the deserters.

As for the other sergeants and the leader, they also began to organize their soldiers.

Looking down from the sky, the trampling of people and horses resembled a swarm of ants about to be drenched by rain.

"Look, how much they resemble ants."

"Don't talk nonsense before the battle." Hearing his comrade's laughter, Otto took a deep drag on his cigarette and kicked the comrade who was peering down through the narrow, round window.

Inside the dimly lit cabin, the temperature was gradually rising, and as the screams outside grew clearer, Otto revealed a slight smile.

Despite having taken to the skies countless times, this time, the Shadow Raven soldiers were truly about to take to the air. Damn it, he would never forget this feeling.

They are free eagles, like the Wild Wolves, the wildest of the wild dogs.

"This is a win, can we get a bigger bonus, Captain Otto?" Someone asked loudly with a laugh in the dimly lit cabin. "I just had my second child."

"That depends on your performance. If you perform well, you'll get maximum bonuses and allowances; if you don't perform well, hmph..."

Another hoarse voice immediately laughed: "If you don't perform well, you'll get compensation, and a lot of money too. Don't worry, I'll treat your wife and son like my own."

"Bullshit, go to hell..."

"Want to fight? Let me show you the number one fighting skill..." "Stop messing around, you're crowding me!"

"Stop making noise." A red light suddenly came on in the dimly lit cabin, and the previously noisy and laughing cabin immediately became as quiet as a glacier.

Otto threw down his tobacco and stomped it out, knowing it could start a fire, but he didn't care.

The Shadow Raven sergeants carry out the most dangerous missions. Once they go down there, they may never come back up. Having a smoke is nothing to them.

"Guys, are you ready?"

"Ready."

"Hatch in position, prepare for launch, three, two, one..."

As the commander was swallowed by the sound of "May your military fortunes prosper" in the wind, light and wind rushed into the lowest cabin.

Inside the cabin, masks with crow's beaks and glass goggles were visible.

"See you in heaven, or in the Kingdom of Heaven!"

Giving a thumbs up, Otto was the first to lie on the catapult and was launched out with a whoosh.

Small doors opened on both sides of the floating warship, and tiny black dots were ejected from behind them.

The wind blew the black dots apart, turning them into unfolded black wings.

Black wings parted the clouds, leaving a long trail of wispy mist behind them.

Nearly a hundred black dots shot out from the cabin, but they did not immediately dive down, as that would be suicidal. They had to circle and reduce their altitude first.

At this moment, sixteen hatches were also opened at the bottom of the airship, and plasma bombs were emerging from them.

With a click of the shuttle, the plasma bomb with tail fins was launched and fell haphazardly to the ground.

Thus, in the eyes of the citizens of Herringburg, it appeared as a flock of humanoid crows with outstretched wings circling the stone wall.

Sparkling objects kept falling, white flashes bursting out, blinding people, and plaster crumbled off the walls.

It was an apocalyptic scene; anyone who had read the Gospel stories could almost picture Mesella destroying the city of sin.

"It's the Holy Father! The Holy Father has sent down the Angel of Destruction to punish us!" Countless people screamed; this was the only plausible explanation.

Gazing at the black wings, Cook, clinging to his last glimmer of hope, asked Collins, "Is that the vampire count from the royal court?"

“I don’t know.” Collins stared blankly at the airship. “But I know that flashing thing is the Holy Alliance’s plasma bomb.”

At this moment, all fantasies and all thoughts of defending Herringburg vanished.

The Shadow Raven soldiers split into three groups: one towards the East Gate Battery, one towards the West Gate Battery, and the last towards the City Hall.

They landed very quietly, but they drew their pistols and sabers with incredible speed.

From inside the East Gate Fort, a muffled groan was heard first, followed by the sound of metal hitting the ground.

Before long, blood seeped from the firing ports of the gun emplacement, flowing down the stone wall in a thin, pale red stream.

Soon, the West Gate Battery was also captured by the Shadow Raven soldiers, as only a minority still had the willpower to continue fighting.

Inside the city hall.

"Don't kill me! I was forced!" The blacksmith guild leader tried to run, but was stopped by a Shadow Raven soldier.

The soldier didn't speak, but tapped the blacksmith's guild leader on the back of his knee with his scabbard, and the blacksmith's guild leader immediately knelt down.

Collins tried to slip away through the back door, but as soon as he opened it, he saw two Shadow Raven sergeants standing outside, their hang gliders still in place.

He slammed the door shut and turned to run toward the fireplace chimney, but was kicked in the knee from behind.

The soldiers lifted their black cloaks, revealing the Blood Pact Gun at Collins's waist.

"be honest!"

The rain started again, pattering against the stone foundation beneath the fortress, but the noise within the city was gradually extinguished by the rain.

The floating warships hovered in the sky, like the Holy Father's Blissful Mountain generals, suppressing the chaos.

Upon seeing the city gates slowly opening before them, the Norn soldiers ceased their discussion.

They all looked up at the ship in the air, their eyes filled with complex emotions, their thoughts unreadable.

"Sigh, if only the grandson of Saint Sun had been born in Norn..."

(End of this chapter)