Rebirth of the Viking King

Chapter 457 111 The Fire Gang is in action (1)

The frost giants standing outside the castle did not attack the city immediately.

The past few days of fighting on the French soil have completely awakened their fighting instincts stored deep in their memories. Especially in the wetlands outside Paris where strong psychic energy floats, the frost giants stuff almost all the creatures born in this swamp into their mouths.

Most of their originally depleted spiritual energy has been restored with the nourishment of unicorn blood.

"Avalanche Oran" picked off Alfred who was standing on his shoulders. Then, he and hundreds of adult frost giants behind him stood in a wedge shape, forming a huge triangle.

Oran stood alone at the front of the wedge array. He once again made the familiar move - raising his left hand and reaching into the sky.

Only this time, no frost spears condensed in their palms.

Hundreds of frost giants behind them raised their left hands at the same time. Light blue mist rose from their palms, and this condensed smoke-like blue mist shot straight up into the sky, and when it touched the clouds, it quickly formed a group of lead-black dark clouds.

The warm afternoon sunshine was quickly driven away, and as leaden gray clouds covered the sky, large clumps of sticky snowflakes began to fall from the sky.

It was midsummer in the Principality of France in July, and the people in the city were all wearing light silks. Heavy snow falling in this season was an unusual phenomenon they had never seen before.

What's even more frightening is that the heavy snow falling from the sky is getting denser and denser. With the help of strong winds, it is quickly evolving into what Slavs call a "white-haired wind."

Light blue psychic ripples were hidden in the snowflakes and spread out to cover the surface of the city wall, immediately condensing on it to form huge ice cones several meters long. This is a sign that the temperature is being taken away quickly.

The dark sky and earth were mixed with the wind and snow, and the golden scale guards on the city wall could not see what was happening 3 meters away in front of them. The flying dragons fell back to the ground one after another. In the wind and snow, they were also blind, breathing fire randomly and even accidentally injuring friendly troops on the city wall.

With their ears straightened, they could only hear the heavy footsteps getting closer and closer in front of them.

When several high-speed flying ice spears suddenly appeared in the wind and snow, the defenders were just about to raise their weapons, when the dark blue face of the frost giant appeared in front of them.

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"All brothers and sisters! Today, we are facing a disaster of annihilation!"

"All the cities in the 'Lorraine' and 'Brittany' regions that were occupied by the mob have been destroyed! The Dukes of Earle and Lancer have all been killed in the battle, and there are no residents in the provinces. Anyone survive!"

"If you want to escape from this disaster, I need all of you to take up arms! Go to the city wall to defend!"

On the street, a holy bishop monk wearing a monk's robe and holding a spiked chain in his hand was beating gongs and drums wildly. Heavy snow fell on his face. Although he was wearing thin clothes, he still shouted to the residents on the street with all his strength.

"If you don't have a sword, pick up a kitchen knife!"

"No kitchen knife, any iron tool, even a wooden fishing rod will do!"

"Everyone, listen to me! This time, we will not hide women and children in the underground palace like we did when we resisted the Arab attack more than a hundred years ago.

It's useless!

If the city is broken and those demonic mobs are allowed to break into the city, we will all die!

Remember, it’s everyone! "

The monks who were banging the gongs and drums gradually disappeared, and the women who were rummaging through the boxes and putting on thick cotton-padded jackets walked out of their homes one after another.

"Oh my God, I didn't even know our neighbors hated us so much?"

"Yeah, why is that?"

"If we hadn't sold them the food produced in France, they might still be living a life of eating hair and drinking blood! These barbarians are all white-eyed wolves!"

"Haha, if you have this time to complain, why don't you think about where to run away! Listen to me, the residence of the Solonis family is not far from us. I heard that 'Diamond Flower' Durang has many enemies. On weekdays, he There are many private soldiers in the house, and there are even magicians from the Eastern Tang Dynasty! "

"Really? Then why are you hesitating?! Call the children quickly and let's evacuate together."

"Don't listen to those Crusaders and stupidly climb up some city wall! I heard that those giants are so powerful that even the fire-breathing dragons may not be able to resist them."

Walking and chattering, women in small and small groups quickly passed by the window with their children in hand.

Reverend Francis stretched out his hand to close the curtains, and then ran into the basement of this low-key house.

Sitting in the basement were 7 members of the Fire Gang with different skin colors and races.

Sitting at the head of the table is naturally the "Bishop of Fire" Mycroya. Although the Temple of Fire in Paris has been sealed by the torture acolytes, the escape skills of everyone in the Fire Gang are amazing. Outstanding excellence.

A person like Microloa always has five clones spread all over the world. If you want to kill her, you need to kill all the mirror images at the same time.

This is an almost impossible task.

"Sir, the plan was successful! In the Conqueror's Fortress, although I don't know where His Highness the Conqueror sent Alfred, it is obvious that his judgment was not wrong!"

"The city of Paris is already in chaos. When the elderly and children need to take up arms and walk up the city wall, it means that the destruction of the city is almost around the corner."

"Our chance has come!"

Everyone present nodded in agreement. Although their skin color was different from that of the International, this group of people could be said to be the core backbone who followed Micronia.

After the death of the High Sparrow, the other fire gangs in Paris had been severely corrupted by the "Firefly Swarm" led by the "Insect Master".

Only these few around him can still gain Microloa's trust.

Among them, of course, was Father Francis who returned to Paris.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend. It was relying on the information he provided a month ago that Microloa could easily win Alfred's trust.

"Priest Francis, are you really ready to turn your back on the Light?"

The old dean was silent for a moment, and finally nodded vigorously.

To put it bluntly, he is a "doubter" with deep roots. If this mysterious Holy Lord could manifest his holiness like the "Tenderer of Fire", and if he could actually solve the sufferings suffered by believers even once, he would definitely be willing to surrender at his feet.

But this mysterious Holy Lord never appeared.

As for every sermon, he opened his arms in the Lindisfa Monastery and told the believers affectionately the holy gospel that the Lord Christ had dropped in his ears. But in fact, since he joined the church, he has never heard a single word spoken to him by God.

Even though he stumbled up to Sequence 7 of the "Holy Light Pathway", he still doubted that the Lord in heaven drank too much when he gave him strength.

Treating illnesses and saving lives is not something Father Francis is good at.

At this time, his status was far removed from that of the dean in Lindisfar Monastery. He no longer has to be like a barefoot doctor, ready to release holy light spells anytime and anywhere to solve the illnesses of the surrounding villagers.

What the old patriarch needs now is the ability to protect himself and fight.

"I've thought about it, Lord Bishop, I think the Vulcan Cult is my final way out!"

On the streets overhead, the shouts from residents continued to be heard. Micronia knew that they had to speed up.

"The 6th sequence of King of Fire - Phoenix, Ember, Enchanted, Witch, Balrog, Fire Knight. The Witch Exterminator requires that the chosen one must be female, and you can't achieve it. There are other 5 sequence paths, which one you want to choose. One piece?"

"If you are not familiar with the Chosen Ones of my religion, I can give you a brief introduction."

"The Phoenix Path combines offense and defense, and is the most powerful, but the upgrading consumes a lot of spiritual energy. Unless you are a strong person with extraordinary talents, and the Pope will pour a lot of resources into it, I do not recommend choosing this upgrade path as a sequence. Start."

"The Ember Man is immortal. Even if his whole body is cut off, as long as the remaining head is brought back by his companions, he can still survive. Frankly speaking, I don't recommend this sequence path, because it is usually reserved for those within the gang. "

"It can sometimes be very troublesome to transport dead soldiers out of the territory of a hostile country, but it will be much easier if only one head is preserved." Seeing the puzzled look in the eyes of Reverend Francis, a middle-aged man in his forties stood next to him. The lady smiled and said to him.

From the outside, this person looks as kind and kind as the lady boss at the corner bakery. I really don’t know what kind of extraordinary ability she has behind her back to be accepted by Microloa as a fire thief.

"The possessed person is a fire magician with pure magic power, and can also use some fire illusion tricks."

"The Fire Demon is the promotion path I have practiced, which can transform the body into pure elements. Although the power of the elemental body is limited, it is invulnerable to all poisons, has strong recovery ability, and can use most of the world's Occult magic.

High-sequencers can also create mirror clones that exist in multiple locations at the same time. "

"As for the last Fire Knight, this is necessary to enter the 'Fire Knight Legion', the main army of our empire. The chosen ones under the Fire Knight path can be mentally connected to the 'Fire-Stepping Horse'. This is a kind of body made of pure essence. The magical beasts transformed by magic energy also come from ancient times.”

The din above him intensified, and Father Francis knew he didn't have much time to lose.

"I made a decision."

"I choose the path of obsession."