Wizard, I Have Another World

Chapter 80 Passing Away (Please add to your favorites)

chaos!

a mess!

Having grown accustomed to the tranquility of Signoria, Karl felt a slight sense of unease at the chaos before him.

Flames raged everywhere, and countless people screamed in terror.

Some people are even taking advantage of the chaos to loot.

far away,

The sounds of fierce fighting could be faintly heard, and the turmoil at the city gate had spread throughout the entire city.

Do not!

Karl shook his head slightly.

It must have been the Cologne who breached the city gates; otherwise, the city wouldn't have spiraled out of control to this extent.

The city of Signoria has thousands of city guards, numerous police officers and inspectors, as well as guardian knights of the Papacy.

Not to mention that many nobles also kept a considerable number of private soldiers.

In this situation, where we are not on the front line, yet the city gates have been breached, how incompetent must the city's administrators be?

Fortunately, after experiencing a series of changes in Black City, Karl quickly adjusted his mindset and familiarized himself with the environment.

"boom!"

A loud bang came from not far away, and the roof of a house was blown off and exploded in mid-air.

"Barrow!"

A roar followed immediately:

"You can't escape!"

Barrow?

Count Baro!

Karl's eyes flickered, and he subconsciously turned his gaze toward the direction from which the sound came.

The moonlight was partially obscured by dark clouds, but the flames burning everywhere provided enough to see the situation clearly.

Count Baro, covered in blood and wielding a longsword, stumbled onto the street, his eyes filled with rage and terror.

"Tucker!"

"Crackling..."

Like a flash of lightning, a beam of light instantly traversed more than ten meters and appeared before Count Barrow.

It's a horse!

The riders on horseback were tall and robust, far exceeding the average person.

With a slight flick of his arm, the knight, wielding a spear and clad in armor, sent the spear piercing through the void and arriving right before him.

"when……"

Barrow swung his sword to block, and in the next instant, he was lifted off the ground and flew into a house behind him.

Despite being a great knight, he was utterly defeated!

"Whoa!"

After knocking Barrow away with a single blow, the knight did not press his advantage but instead yanked the reins and swung his lance to his side.

Just then, a dark figure rushed out, swinging its fists in a powerful attack.

The whistling battle aura gathered on the fist, like two giant hammers, and slammed out with terrifying force.

"when……"

The spear clashed with the fist.

A visible shockwave erupted from the point of contact between the two, surging and instantly engulfing the long street.

The ground was blown away, the walls swayed, and several figures who tried to get closer staggered backward.

So strong!

Karl's eyes narrowed.

Even if he used the secret techniques of the Giant Spirit Breathing Method, he might not have that much power after his body size increased.

What was a desperate blow to him was nothing more than a casual action to a true great knight.

"Bourne!"

The knight looked at the newcomer and spoke in a low voice:

"I thought you were too old to move. At your age, wouldn't it be better to rest at home?"

"You just had to come looking for death!"

Bourne?

Karl's heart skipped a beat.

The great knight of the Noble Council, the Lion Bourne!

This man looks to be over fifty years old, yet he is still so fierce, truly deserving of the title of lion.

"Tucker." The lion Bourne clenched his fists, his eyes wide with fury:

"Don't forget, you were just a lowly commoner in Gangdo back then. Without the kingdom, you wouldn't be where you are today."

"You're right," Tucker said.

"I was just a lowly commoner, but now... this lowly commoner has become a general of the enemy country, and has even personally led a large army to attack."

"Shouldn't you reflect on this?"

"Whoosh!"

Before he finished speaking, the spear in his hand flashed out again, and the dark night suddenly became bright.

Combat Technique - Lightning Strike!

"boom!"

The spear, imbued with lightning, slammed into the fist of the lion Bourne, unleashing a violent force.

The lion Bourne's massive body slid back more than ten meters along the ground before finally coming to a stop.

at the same time.

The previously defeated Count Barrow burst forth from the ruins, leaping high into the air like a divine eagle swooping down.

"Buzz..."

The sword trembled slightly, and numerous sword shadows appeared.

The whistling battle aura was so intense that it even startled Tucker's warhorse, causing it to rear up on its front hooves.

Enchanted items!

The longsword in Count Baro's hand was actually a demonized item.

It has the effect of releasing phantom sword energy and shocking the mind; when it is used, the sword is hidden in the phantom.

If the opponent is not careful, they will be injured by the blade.

This weapon allowed him to easily gain the upper hand when fighting against enemies who were also Grand Knights.

"call……"

Tucker swung his spear.

His gaze was cold and murderous, completely unaffected by the longsword, and was directed at the attacking Count Baro.

"Bang!"

The ground trembled.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Lion Bourne swung his fists, and his battle aura coalesced into a lion that pounced on its target.

"boom!"

Dust and smoke billowed in the air.

The spears flashed, leaving many afterimages, as the warriors clashed with the two great knights.

Even though Karl was some distance from the battlefield, he could feel the murderous intent that penetrated to the bone.

Others,

They couldn't even get close.

The arrows shot by the archers in the distance were blown away by the whistling air before they even got close to the battle.

The situation did not last long.

"Crackling..."

"boom!"

A thick bolt of lightning descended from the sky, transforming into countless bolts of electricity that covered the surrounding area.

Combat Technique - Lightning Meteor!

"puff!"

The warhorse charged forward, its spear thrusting straight in, and Count Barrow's longsword was knocked away by the force of the thunder.

His body was also pierced by the spear.

With a slight flick of his arm, the knight on horseback sent Count Barrow sprawling to the ground like a broken sack.

It twitched twice after landing and then completely lost its life.

"drive!"

Thunder Spear Tucker turned his horse around, its hooves pounding, and charged towards the despairing Lion Bourne, thrusting his spear forward.

"puff!"

A figure fell to the ground.

The two great knights, both skilled among them, were no match for Tucker alone, and they died on the spot in a short time.

Outsiders may not see it clearly, but they know that victory belongs to the Thunder Spear.

And Carl,

It's crystal clear!

Count Barrow and Bourne the Lion were no match for Thunder Spear Tucker, not even when they joined forces.

The gap between the two sides was so large that once a fight broke out, neither of them would even have a chance to escape.

No wonder he's considered a potential legend!

No one in Signoria could rival him, and after losing two great knights, the city's capture was almost inevitable.

"Chase!"

Thunder Spear Tucker shook the blood off his spear and turned his gaze westward:

"Try to capture City Lord Terence alive; if that's not possible..."

"Then kill them!"

"Yes!" In the darkness, the black-armored soldier from Cologne bowed his head in response.

…………

escape!

Run away!

A group of people rushed frantically toward the west gate.

The north and south gates are now in chaos, the east gate has been occupied by the Cologne people, and the only escape route is to the west.

Before Signoria falls completely, escape as soon as possible to save your life.

The portly city lord Terence sat on horseback, galloping wildly while looking back over his shoulder.

The shouts of battle behind him grew closer and closer, making him increasingly anxious and causing cold sweat to break out on his forehead.

His body was so large and heavy that it weighed more than three or four adult men, causing even the carefully selected sturdy horse beneath him to struggle and become unsteady after running a short distance.

It seems like it could collapse at any moment.

"City Lord!"

A guard rode forward and supported him.

"Please be careful, take it slow..."

"Snapped!"

Before the other person could finish speaking, Terence slapped him across the face, his cheek visibly bulging out.

"Slow down what?"

"The pursuers are about to catch up. Are you hoping I'll be captured by the Cologne people?"

"You bastard!"

"I dare not." The guard's face was deathly pale, and he quickly lowered his head.

"Forgive me, Lord City Lord."

"Useless trash! I spend so much money supporting you, and you're completely useless when it really matters." Terence cursed, glancing back with fear in his eyes.

"quick!"

"Send some people to stop them!"

"Flammet!" he roared at the slaves not far away.

"Go, no matter what method you use, stop the pursuers behind you and don't let Tucker catch up."

"Yes."

Upon hearing this, Flamt responded and led a group of guards who had been separated from him to turn their horses around and charge towards the pursuers.

"kill!"

"boom!"

The two groups of people collided head-on.

The fully armed Black Armor Army, like steel machines that only knew how to kill, charged forward wielding their weapons.

They remained silent, neither dodging nor avoiding the attacks, letting the guards assault them, relying entirely on their armor for defense.

At the instant the opponent attacks, swing your weapon.

It's either you or me!

"puff!"

"Pfft pfft..."

In the blink of an eye, figures fell one after another, and corpses lay on the cold ground.

There are black-armored soldiers.

There were also guards who intercepted them.

This fierce battle caused the usually arrogant guards of the city lord's mansion to change their expressions drastically, and their bodies trembled slightly.

But this will not affect the Black Armor Army's charge.

Almost instantly, these guards, who possessed the strength of knights' squires or even knights, were overwhelmed.

Knights and squires, after all, are made of flesh and blood, and are no match for sharp weapons.

Even if the people wielding the weapons are just ordinary people.

Spears stood like a forest, swords swirled, swiftly reaping lives.

"No!"

Some people couldn't withstand the invisible pressure, threw their weapons to the ground, and turned to flee.

"They are not human!"

"He's crazy!"

"Run!"

The sense of collapse spread rapidly, accelerating the Black Armor Army's reaping of spoils.

"Don't return it!"

Flamt roared and brandished his longsword in an attempt to stop the demoralized guards of the city lord's mansion:

"Go meet them and stop them!"

No matter what.

Not at all.

In the heat of battle, morale is paramount; once morale collapses, even the arrival of a great knight is of no use.

Seeing the Black Armor Army break through his own ranks and pursue the city lord, he became furious.

"Tucker!"

Flamt roared to the sky:

"You lowly commoner, traitor, shameless scoundrel, if you have the guts, come out and fight me head-on!"

"come out!"

"boom!"

His battle aura erupted, and with a wave of his longsword, the black-armored soldiers who stood in his way were sent flying one after another.

"Thunder Spear Tucker, you're just a cowardly rat, all you do is order these useless bastards around!"

The black-armored soldiers around them stopped their advance and looked at Flamt, their cold gazes filled with anger.

"He's humiliating the general!"

"Damn it!"

Finally, someone spoke, their voice seemingly emerging from between their teeth, and an intense killing intent emanated from them.

Long spears and swords were pointed at Flamt, as if to chop him into mincemeat.

"Bang!"

The ground trembled violently.

A figure riding on horseback appeared in the scene.

"spread."

Thunder Spear Tucker gently waved his hand:

"Continue the pursuit."

"yes!"

The soldiers responded accordingly.

"If you want to catch up with the city lord, you'll have to step over my dead body!" Flamt flashed forward, appearing at the front of the group, arms outstretched to block their path, shouting:

Come on!

"boom!"

A massive surge of battle energy erupted from his body, like a tornado, completely blocking the entire street.

The black-armored soldiers charging forward faltered and had to stop.

"Forbidden technique?"

Thunder Spear Tucker's eyes flickered slightly:

"Is it worth burning your life force just for a stupid, pig-like Terence?"

"Worth it!" Flamt said gravely in a cold voice.

"I am my master's slave. Everything I have is a gift from him. You, a lowly commoner accustomed to betrayal, have no idea what loyalty is."

"Splash..."

His contemptuous tone enraged the black-armored soldiers in the arena, who drew their blades and pointed them at him.

Thunder Spear Tucker,

It is the soul of the Black Armor Army that will never allow anyone to humiliate them!

"loyalty?"

Tucker chuckled:

"The ancestors of these kings and grand dukes betrayed and divided the empire, which led to the creation of kingdoms like Gondor and Cologne."

"They betrayed the one they were loyal to, and who has said they were wrong?"

"Why can't I do what others do? Why can't I take the offer with better terms?"

"Hmph!" Flamt snorted coldly.

"You don't need to make excuses for yourself. The disloyalty of others is not an excuse for you to betray your master."

"Wrong!" Tucker suddenly shouted:

"I was born a commoner, but I never considered myself inferior. What difference is there between us, as fellow children of God?"

"Princess of the kingdom, descendant of the grand duke, noble blood... they are born into a high position."

"And me..."

"Born into poverty, with limited knowledge and no one to help me, they can easily obtain what I strive so hard to get."

"On what grounds?"

Tucker removed his helmet and looked directly at Flamt:

"Am I destined to be nothing more than a hardworking serf, a lowly person subjected to humiliation?"

"I once knelt on the ground begging for food, waited in a snowdrift for seven days and seven nights for a martial arts technique, and almost lost my life several times trying to obtain even the most basic breathing method!"

"Every time I went to the battlefield, I was always at the forefront, killing the most enemies, but the credit went to those nobles!"

"This world is full of heroic tales and legendary figures, so why can't an ordinary person succeed?"

He looked around and roared:

"I!"

"Thunder Spear Tucker!"

"I have never betrayed anyone!"

"I just want to prove that even those born into poverty can become legends and be praised by future generations!"

"The Black Armor Army has no nobles, and few knights or squires, yet they have breached several fortified cities. We want to show those nobles that what they can do, we can do; and what they cannot do, we can also do!"

"call……"

A fierce wind swept across the ground, but no one responded. Only a raging fire burned in the eyes of the black-armored soldiers.

"What's your name?"

Tucker dismounted, spear in hand, and strode forward:

"Your loyalty has earned my respect, but if you continue to block the way, you will only be throwing your life away in vain."

"Flame!"

Flamt raised her longsword high, staring directly at Thunder Spear Tucker, and shouted:

"loyalty!"

"boom!"

At this moment, the forbidden technique was unleashed at full power, and his life force was used as fuel, allowing his battle aura to break through the limits of a knight.

Reaching the level of a Grand Knight, or even stronger.

"Bang!"

The two collided mid-air.

soon.

Thunder Spear Tucker sheathed his spear and gave instructions to those around him:

"Although we don't know how to adapt, this man was a brave warrior. Collect his body and find a place to bury him."

"yes!"

The subordinates should be.

"Report!"

At that moment, a messenger rushed over:

"Lord Terence has escaped from Signoria, but we have captured Princess Duna of Sac."

"oh!"

Tucker's eyes flickered slightly.

When Princess Duna was brought over, her hair was disheveled, she was covered in blood, and both her legs were broken.

This is something we can't help.

There aren't many skilled fighters in the Black Armor Army. To control Princess Duna, who is a knight, the only option is to use heavy-handed methods to ensure she can't resist.

"Tucker!"

Duna collapsed to the ground, the pain causing her body to tremble slightly. She gritted her teeth and looked up:

"I am the princess of the Kingdom of Sak. Even if you capture me, I can apply for asylum according to the treaty."

"You can demand a ransom, but you can't kill me!"

"Of course." Tucker knelt on one knee, extending his right hand:

"My princess."

"I've heard that the royal family of the Kingdom of Sak has a special method that can elevate a Grand Knight to the level of a Legendary Knight."

"I wonder if I'll be able to get it?"

Duna's body suddenly stiffened.

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Carl held his breath, his body transforming into a black shadow as he leaped forward along the rooftops of the houses in the darkness.

Those with good connections already knew that the Black Armor Army had stormed into the city, and many people packed their belongings and went out onto the streets, fleeing out of the city with their families.

More and more people are taking advantage of the chaos to loot.

flame,

It is becoming increasingly vigorous.

"quick!"

In the courtyard, Kingsley was instructing the servants to pack their things:

"Load the important things into the car, and don't worry about the rest. Let's leave before dawn."

"What are you doing?"

Gergiel roared:

"If we leave Signoria, our assets will shrink by more than half. I disagree with leaving!"

"Father!" Kingsley exclaimed, dumbfounded.

"Didn't you see that Cologne's soldiers have already stormed into the city, and Signoria has fallen?"

"If we don't leave now, we won't even be able to save our lives, let alone our assets!"

"You're wrong," Gergiel shook his head.

"What's the use of saving my life if I have no assets? This is the wealth I've painstakingly accumulated over decades."

"We can't leave!"

He stepped forward, grabbed the carriage, and began unloading the items that had just been placed on it, one by one.

"Father."

Kingsley stamped his foot in anger:

"Are you crazy?"

"Father," Evelyn whispered, trying to persuade him.

"As long as people are alive, money can be earned back. The most important thing now is to leave the city and seek refuge."

"Little Muki, have you informed your cousin Karl?"

"Miss."

A young servant replied:

"Mr. Carl's residence is empty; he has probably already left."

"Nobody here?" Evian looked worried.

"Could he be unaware of the situation in the city? Maybe he's at the patrol office? Should you make another trip?"

"What nonsense are you spouting!" Kingsley rolled his eyes.

"Given the situation outside, how could we possibly find him? I'd say he's definitely already gone."

"If even we can get this information, how could Karl, as an inspector, not know?"

"But while you might think of him, he might not think of you. In my experience, all men are unreliable."

"Go! Go!" Gergiel shouted at the two men.

"All you two do is run away! When did I agree to that? I said neither of you can leave!"

"Father!"

Kingsley stood frozen, staring intently at his father:

"You're absolutely insane!"

"What's more important than life, money?"

"Who said that?" Gergiel's eyes widened.

"As long as you have money, you can buy slaves and servants, and even if you kill someone, you can pay off your sins with gold coins."

"With enough money, the Lord of Dawn can even forgive murder; what can't he do?"

"Human life is not as important as money!"

"Father," Evelyn urged.

"But if I lose my life, the money won't belong to me!"

"Who says I'm definitely going to die?" Gergiel scoffed.

Even if the Cologne people occupy Signo, they still need merchants and people to work for them.

"Maybe we can make a fortune!"

"Uncle, you've really broadened my horizons." Karl jumped down from the roof at that moment, and upon hearing this, he shook his head, speechless.

"Since you're not leaving, why don't you let Evonne and Kingsley come with me and come back when it's safe?"

"Karl!"

"Cousin Carl."

Kingsley and Evonne spoke at the same time.

"Cousin Carl," Evonne exclaimed happily.

"Are you alright?"

"It's nothing." Karl shook his head.

"Thunder Spear Tucker has entered Signoria, and the city will be occupied by the Kolonians. We must leave as soon as possible."

He came here specifically to inform a few people, since they were his only "family," but he didn't expect to see this situation.

"Father!"

Ivani turned around and advised:

"My cousin's already here, let's hurry!"

"You can leave if you want, I'm not leaving." Gegil shook his head, continuing to unload the things from the carriage.

"And you're not allowed to take any of my things, not even a penny. All of this is mine."

"You..." Kingsley trembled with rage.

"good!"

"Let's go!"

She stepped forward, grabbed Evonne who was still at a loss, and ran towards the door.

At the same time, he asked:

"Karl, where should we go first?"

"Let's go outside the city," Karl said.

"Go out through the north gate. The city gates there are already open, and there are no Cologne troops there. Let's go to my mentor's manor to meet up with my senior sister first."

…………

Black Swamp.

Tim, his face grim, stood before the entrance to a dark cave, holding a white flower in his hand.

Chrysanthemum in the daytime

The flower most beloved by the deceased.

It is usually only worn when worshipping the dead.

My condolences.

A person came to his side and nodded in acknowledgment:

"Adolf was too hasty. After obtaining the Grimm potion, he attempted to break through to the formal wizard realm without making sufficient preparations. As a result, he failed to construct the spell, and even failed to leave behind a fragment of his soul."

"Maybe……"

He sighed:

"This is our destiny!"

"Mr. Arthur," Tim said, his head bowed, his voice low and somber.

"Thank you for choosing a burial plot for my mentor and arranging his funeral. I will always remember it."

"You're welcome." Arthur was tall and thin, with a slight beard, resembling a refined elder.

He gently waved his hand and asked:

"According to the custom among wizards, Adolf's legacy will be inherited by his apprentices. Besides you, how many apprentices does he have?"

Upon hearing this, Tim's fingers trembled slightly.

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