"God of fire, lord of war is above... Your servants will surely take Kad today, turn the whole city into slaves, and drive them to build greater towers and temples for you !"

Finding that the flames were useless, the soldiers of Kadefang were even more flustered. They stood on the city wall and fired arrows, threw logs and even poured hot oil.

But the enemy, already caught in a frenzy, kept approaching, risking death.

A loud bang!

In the next second, a section of the city wall suddenly shook.

The camel beasts have already rammed the city gate with the log.

Under the huge impact, the sturdy city gate involuntarily cracked inward.

With several continuous shocks, Bian 923 blocked the enemy's last line of defense-the wooden city gate with a height of about five meters finally collapsed!

The chaotic shouts of killing came into the city, making the faces of all Khads pale.

"The city is going to be destroyed!"

"Block it, we must block it! There are family members behind us... and the worship tower of God Yaxiu!"

The leader of the guard jumped off the city wall first, slashed over several approaching enemies with a giant sword, and shouted loudly:

"Don't let these heretics disturb God Ashe!"

Encouraged by the commander, the Khad soldiers also began to resist desperately.

However, no matter how passionate he was, he was still outnumbered.

There are too many enemies attacking the city.

It was a military operation in which dozens of surrounding tribes and cities united.

The reason is... Card City excludes the gods that other tribes believe in.

But the essence of this war is that Card City occupies a large area of ​​fertile land.

As the number of human beings increases and the population increases, more land is needed to support them.

In this world, a lot of fertile land is occupied by dangerous monsters.

Even if humans send a large army, they can't kill or drive them away, and they can only snatch resources of the same kind.

The contradictions of existence cannot be reconciled at all.

This war can be called a battle of faith or a battle of survival.

Chapter 13 Relics

Billowing smoke rose.

Shouting, screaming, the chaotic neighing of cattle and sheep, the collision of swords, the screams of terror before death...

On the high platform of Card City Palace, several children who had never felt the impact of the brutal war shivered.

When they were young, they couldn't understand why their homeland, the famous and prosperous city of Kad, suddenly became like this.

It seems that from a certain moment, the world collapsed in an instant.

The once prosperous and peaceful life is fading away.

If no changes are made, it is foreseeable that they will only fall into a miserable abyss in the future.

Even if he is lucky enough to escape from Card City, he will give up everything he has now.

"Father, father?"

The eight-year-old child tightly grabbed the middle-aged man's clothes, his voice trembling:

"Is Card going to be defeated by the enemy... We, will become slaves?"

"If...if we turn to the enemy—"

"Calm down, about!"

Seeing that the young son's voice was almost crying, the middle-aged man's face was ugly.

The palm in the silk sleeve robe was tightly clenched, and he whispered:

"Yo, look at your brothers. They are leading soldiers to guard the city wall, and they haven't taken a step back so far."

"They should be the most dangerous compared to you, who stay out of the sword and the flames of war, but have you seen them flinch in fear?"

After speaking, he pushed the children away in disappointment and strode towards the main hall.

Before leaving, there were low and frenzied voices, echoing on the high terrace and spreading to the distance along the wind.

"Card hasn't lost, at least not this time!"

"The seventeen clans and cities that are invading us... just wait!"

"The divine punishment of God Yaxiu will come to this earth for the first time and will appear in the eyes of everyone!"

"But Jo, I'm disappointed in you."

"After defeating the enemy, you will be driven out of this city."

"Because you were not only questioning your father, but also questioning the God of Ash...¨¨."

After leaving such a ruthless sentence on the youngest son, the middle-aged man strode into the main hall.

There, there were several old men who looked like priests sitting there quietly.

Seeing him appear, they all stood up.

Compared to the civilians, soldiers, and nobles of Cad City who were in great panic and chaos outside.

These city controllers, who are numerous, unexpectedly seem very calm.

It didn't seem to be affected at all by the approaching screams of killing.

"Has it been decided, Xi?" one of the old priests asked slowly.

"It's decided." The middle-aged man nodded vigorously, "Now is the best opportunity to show the power of God!"

The main hall fell into a dead silence.

After a few minutes, the old priests spoke slowly.

There was some kind of excited blood-red light on their old faces:

"As the city lord of Card City, and the direct inheritor of the [Sacred Artifact]... Xi, you have the right to decide all this."

"If you think today is the best chance for Ashe to show his power."

"Then... on behalf of the God-Sacrificing Tower, I agree to use the [Sacred Artifact]!"

Everyone present had deep anticipation and enthusiasm in their expressions:

"This world, and even the interior of our Card City, is about to forget the image and glory of God."

"In a few years, I'm afraid no one will remember the great god who generously gave fire and vitality to mankind and completely laid the foundation of civilization."

"This is absolutely intolerable for devout believers like me!"

"So... let the power of the true God come back to the earth two thousand years later!"

Soon, the elders of the god-sacrifice tower followed the city lord Xi into the depths of the palace.

They screened off all the guards, servants, and maids, came to the top of the castle, and opened seven heavy iron gates with keys held by different people.

Finally entered a sacred and solemn small hall.

On the central wall, a relief with clear lines and textures is carved.

There are flowers, birds, fish and insects, the sun, moon and astrology, and Qianmo rivers and other scenes.

But the most eye-catching is a white-robed man with a fuzzy face.

The simple but clear lines outline a circle of brilliance around him, and outside the ray of light, countless human beings in animal fur and straw clothes are kneeling on the ground and worshipping the white-robed man devoutly.

As soon as they walked in, Xi and several priests quickly lowered their heads and bowed to the relief.

"God Yaxiu, we believe from the bottom of our hearts that you are great and merciful."

"And human beings like us are small, blind, and ignorant. Everything needs to rely on God's guidance, and we have been mediocre for countless years before we can have weak achievements."

Xi bowed his head reverently and murmured:

"But that's not a reason for humans to desecrate you at will."

"God, other cities and clans are killing your believers in an attempt to coerce your believers to convert and make them imprisoned in false gods' lies."

"Maybe you are as tolerant as you, and you won't be angry, but I wait for the descendants of the Khad tribe, and I have the honor to meet the great descendants of the true God, and I am really angry!"

Xi tried her best to stick her head on the cold slate floor:

"` 〃I beg your forgiveness again, I will use your holy relic today to clean up those ignorant false god believers!"

"Cruelty is me, vanity is me, impulse is me, killing is me... But even if it is not recognized by God, I have been waiting for the hope that you can reap all the glory and splendor of this earth! "

With that promise, he straightened up slightly with a very low stance, and slowly moved his knees forward.

Finally, both hands hold up a fine stone box on the front table in relief.

In front of several priests, he slowly opened the lid of the box.

An ordinary stone cross with a rough shape was printed in the eyes of everyone present.

In the quiet atmosphere where the needles could be heard, the heartbeats of several people were clearly visible like a beating drum.

Xi hesitated, and first turned his attention to the old priest on his left hand.

"God did not refuse."

The old man lowered his eyes and spoke silently.

"Then, (promised) I..."

Xi took a deep breath, raised his right hand tremblingly, and slowly held the cross in the box.

His fingertips touched the cool texture of the stone box, which made his heart beat even more intensely.

Because this is... a [Holy Artifact] bestowed by the true God!

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