The Creators: From Night City

The raw materials for the Green Grass Trial on the shelf had no choice but to be placed there first, after all, saving lives was the most important thing.

The city's alarm bells were sounded, and a large number of Eternal Flame Guards rushed from all directions of the city towards the location of the Horseshoe and Sewing Needle.

Novigrad has a population of approximately 30,000, and the number of merchants and visitors coming here is twice that number. With a population of 90,000, the city's temple guards of the Eternal Flame and witch hunters together number nearly 500.

In order to cover the two men's retreat, Jiang Bing had no choice but to kill the reinforcements.

This killing made him blood-thirsty.

Jiang Bing fought his way from the gate of Niubao to the Bishop's Square, facing the incoming reinforcements, and killed nearly a hundred temple guards along the way.

The number of people doesn't sound large, but the blood that flowed almost dyed the entire street red.

A freshly burned female corpse was tied to the metal stake in the Bishop's Square, and the firewood that had not yet burned out showed that this was the product that had just been created by the eternal fire.

The fanatics around him shouted the doctrine of the Eternal Fire, and the temple guards who were frightened by Jiang Bing surrounded him.

"The flames burn everything and burn the hearts of the enemies."

"The flames dance, lighting the brightest path for us."

To give themselves courage, the temple guards all repeated the prayer to the Eternal Fire.

For a moment, Jiang Bing, wearing blood-red power armor, looked like the evil demon being conquered in an epic story.

Countless crossbow arrows were fired at Jiang Bing continuously. The temple guards holding long weapons were lined up in an orderly manner and kept pressing closer, reducing his space for movement and trying to drown him in the sea of ​​guns.

Jiang Bing stared at the face of the person on the stake. Although it had been carbonized, one could still see the hideous face of the charred corpse due to pain, and couldn't help but sneer.

This shitty place is really infuriating.

In the presence of nearly a thousand people, the metal stake buried deep in the ground was pulled out of the ground by the "devil".

Jiang Bing carried the nearly four-meter-tall stake on his shoulders, and the charred corpse was even tied to the end of the stake.

Jiang Bing's move made all the soldiers subconsciously stop what they were doing.

But the killing will not stop, it will only intensify.

The heavy metal pillars were swung, crushing the soldiers who had automatically gathered together without any sense of obstruction.

The sounds of broken bones and prayers almost merged into one, and death and fanatical ignorance filled the entire Bishop's Square.

[Power - Chi You]'s performance at this moment was just like that of the military leader in the myth of the wild world. Wherever he went, he caused a storm of blood and a cloud of corpses.

More than a hundred fully armored soldiers were wiped out by Jiang Bing in less than five minutes.

The bodies of the dead in Bishop's Square almost covered the entire square.

Jiang Bing carried the stake that he had accidentally found and continued to move towards the Bridge of St. Gregory, which was the only way to the Cathedral of the Holy Fire.

Temple guards and witch hunters continued to arrive along the way, and frightened soldiers fled in the opposite direction. Jiang Bing did not let any of these people go, and sent them all to see the Eternal Fire.

Eradicate all evil and remove the roots of the weeds.

Walking along the long pilgrim steps made of blood and flesh, the stake was smashed all the way from the Bishop's Square to the door of the Holy Fire Cathedral. The number of people who died under the stake was almost uncountable.

Jiang Bing thought that the number of people killed by it should have exceeded the number of people burned to death by it.

The remaining temple guards and witch hunters gathered in front of the Holy Fire Cathedral, under the command of the obese Archbishop Cyrus Hemelfat, and vowed to live and die with their faith.

Jiang Bing fulfilled their wishes by saving people to the end and sending Buddha to the west.

Caleb Manji, the leader of the witch hunters, didn't even last a single round. While he was loudly encouraging morale, Jiang Bing, who jumped into the crowd, made him the primary target and smashed him into a pulp.

Chapter 160: Novigrad Massacre

The storm began to gather, and Jiang Bing only then realized that the stake on his shoulder was mixed with a large amount of magic-blocking gold. It was probably because he took into account that many of the people tied to it to be burned to death were real mages, and in order to curb their dying counterattack, he made such a design.

Fortunately, Laurel did not rely on chaos magic to mobilize the storm. Even though the stake drove away nearly half of the chaos magic, the whistling airflow still formed a tornado around Jiang Bing.

Preachers, bishops, archbishops, soldiers, guards, witch hunters or fanatics, everyone who stood in front of Jiang Bing was treated equally.

The screams and wails of terror were gradually drowned out by the whistling sound of the air. Jiang Bing was already mechanically waving the stake on his shoulder, destroying all the enemies he could see in front of him.

Destruction from the physical to the spiritual level.

As the storm grew in size, the corpses on the ground were sucked in, flesh was torn, and blood was thrown out. Under the gaze of the entire city of Novigrad, the towering tornado turned into an enchanting blood red because it sucked in too much flesh and blood.

The Holy Fire Cathedral was quickly destroyed by Jiang Bing and the tornado.

The goal was achieved and the giant tornado began to dissipate, but this also brought about consequences that Jiang Bing had not expected. The flesh and bones were thrown high into the sky by the continuously stalling storm and scattered throughout the city.

A "blood rain" fell across Novigrad and its surrounding suburbs.

The remaining Eternal Flame Guardians still haven't been redeemed. Once Jiang Bing gets into work mode, his craftsman spirit forces him to pursue the greatest possible perfection.

Whether it is 'being' a person or doing things.

Jiang Bing didn't lower the stake until no living creature dared to appear in his sight. The charred corpse on it had long been fused with the enemy's bones and blood after thousands of blows.

The entire pillar looked like it had been soaked in a pool of blood for decades, covered in blood and emitting a fishy smell.

Fortunately, the end of Jiang Bing's arms was relatively clean.

This pillar was so convenient to use that Jiang Bing was reluctant to throw it away, so he simply carried it with him when he left.

Carrying a stake weighing several tons, [Power-Chi You] walked back from the Temple Island to the Bishop's Square under the gaze of countless people hiding in the streets and alleys and in front of and behind houses, and then walked along the Cuitog Gate in the south, into the wilderness, and gradually disappeared.

As for the trivial matter of a demon hunter and a shapeshifter carrying a wounded sorceress quietly leaving Novigrad from near the gate of the Oxburg, no one would care at all at this moment.

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After the Novigrad Massacre, this free city in the north has become much more lively than before.

Spies from various countries rushed into the city like gadflies seeing blood.

Thanks to Jiang Bing's efficient massacre, the two groups, the Eternal Flame and the Witch Hunters, were completely defeated.

Not only were the religious leaders and church armed forces wiped out, but in this incident, the lofty religious sanctity of the Eternal Flame was trampled into the mud by Jiang Bing.

Their entire families were executed, but there was no sign of the Eternal Fire appearing to roast the enemies to medium-rareness. This is just like lice on a bald man's head - it's obvious that the Eternal Fire does not exist.

Not to mention the religious holy place - the Holy Fire Cathedral was also destroyed.

The hard-hearted Radovid V, who was docked at the port of Novigrad, didn't even have time to send out spies and left the port in a hurry overnight.

It's nothing, he just feels guilty.

He was the one who supported the Eternal Flame from behind the scenes, and bribing Hawthorne II was also his preliminary preparation to retake this free city.

Thanks to Geralt's professionalism, all this was commissioned by a demon hunter to go back to the time before liberation.

Fortunately, although the Eternal Flame is gone, the 'Syndicate' still exists.

The gangs under the command of the Beggar King, Cliff, and Gudrun Jonsdottir took control of the order in the city at the first moment, so that the city did not fall into chaos.

At the same time, the arrogance of the entire Northern Kingdom in persecuting mages and non-human groups suddenly subsided a lot.

This is all thanks to the hideous appearance of [Power - Chi You]. One of the most talked-about speculations about the truth behind the Novigrad Massacre is that a powerful wizard finally couldn't stand seeing his group being persecuted by the witch hunters, so he cast a spell and summoned the "Scarlet Demon" from somewhere, which directly destroyed the Eternal Flame.

Anyway, this kind of thing has actually happened in history and is not surprising.

The wizard Azul once used the double cross summoning spell to drop a giant lew demon from the sky above Maribor.

Not only did it reduce half the city to ruins, it also successfully killed its own summoner.

Until now, the huge saliva demon still exists in this world, sleeping in the Ten Thousand Demons Cave in the south.

But these things have nothing to do with the Wolf Faction Witcher Master who sneaked back to Novigrad.

He rode on the carrot he brought back from the inn, looking at the bloodstains that had not been cleaned up everywhere on the streets, roofs, and walls, and felt mixed emotions.

To be honest, Geralt has made some trouble before, otherwise how did he get the nickname "The Butcher of Blaviken"?

But he had never made such a big mess. The bodies in the ruins of the Holy Fire Cathedral had not been cleaned up yet. These people died too evenly and were thoroughly mixed with the collapsed bricks and stones under the stirring of the storm. This created a great obstacle to the post-war cleaning work.

Fortunately, Geralt's murder commission ceased to exist because the client, the client's superior, the client's superior's superior, and the organization to which the client belonged all disappeared. At this moment, no one knew that Geralt was related to this major event that shocked the North and South Kingdoms and even the Skellige Islands.

The "Horseshoe and Needle" was also preserved.

It must also be preserved.

If there really is an organization that finds out some of the truth behind this through various clues, he will only be more afraid of this store and the people related to it. No one wants to sacrifice his entire organization because of a shabby store worth more than 2,000 kronor and one or two lives.

'Vanilla Inn'

Geralt met up with old friends whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Damn it! I was just out for a little while and the owl disappeared!"

A dwarf was jumping up and down and complaining to the bard.

"Maybe it flew away. You have to understand that some birds are born to be caged." The troubadour was covering his face and laboriously cleaning the bloodstains on the outer wall with a shovel.

"Zoltan!" Geralt's voice arrived before he arrived.

The enthusiastic dwarf saw Geralt from afar and couldn't help but laugh heartily, "Haha, look who's here! Isn't this the famous White Wolf?"

"When did you arrive in Novigrad? Come on in, let's have a bite together."

Chapter 161 My Badge is Vibrating

Geralt couldn't let go of someone's request before returning to the city, so he could only wave his hand and refuse. "I have things to do. When I'm done, we won't be home until we're drunk."

"What's going on? Can we help?" Dandelion also came over.

The Novigrad Massacre happened very suddenly. At the time of the incident, the bard was fooling around with a washerwoman on the outskirts of the city, which resulted in him still not knowing the truth about the massacre.

Given the relationship between the three of them, Geralt wouldn't be polite at all.

"Of course, I need a carriage to load the goods. It would be best if you could go out of the city with me."

Soon, a loaded carriage drove to the location of Horseshoe and Needle.

The first thing Geralt did after entering the city was to come here to conduct reconnaissance. The people in the 'Syndicate' were busy maintaining stability and dividing up the profits left after the fall of the Eternal Flame. No one paid any attention to this small grocery store.

Along the way, Dandelion and Zoltan learned the truth about the "Novigrad Massacre" from the White Wolf. The two of them opened their mouths, looking like they didn't know how to complain.

So the three of them could only focus on the present and work hard.

Among the three people, one was a mutated demon hunter, and the other was a dwarf who was born with a strong body and broad shoulders. In addition, a bard who had been dealing with words for many years assisted in the inventory. A large amount of herbs and monster materials were loaded into the truck in a short time.

The carriage Dandelion hired was a large two-horse truck. In the transportation industry of Novigrad, this kind of luxury truck was roughly equivalent to a 4.2-meter semi-trailer, and its cargo capacity was much greater than that of the flatbed truck corresponding to the small carriage.

Seeing that there was still some space in the carriage, Geralt, at Zoltan's suggestion, loaded the iron felt and other blacksmithing tools in the yard onto the carriage.

The dwarves cherish these blacksmithing tools very much.

Dandelion and Zoltan drove the cart, with Geralt riding on "Carrot" in front to lead the way, heading east out of the city.

Hundreds of years ago, Novigrad was once the city of the elves, but the first humans immigrated here from across the continent, forcing the elves to abandon their city and live in the forest.

Hundreds of years have passed, and the elves have long since withdrawn from the stage of history, but the large forest to the west of the city has been preserved.

Unlike Velen in the south, the terrain in the west is flat and level, the land is fertile, and the vegetation becomes increasingly lush as the three men move forward.

"Where are we going?" the dwarf asked Jerlock.

"The forest, the middle of a wild forest."

But the destination was not what Geralt said.

The forest is indeed a forest, but a clearing has been cleared out in the dense forest.

Several wooden houses have been built in the center of the clearing.

From a distance, these wooden houses appear to be straight and level, with very smooth surfaces. They are not like the current village houses that simply split logs in half. Instead, they are carefully planed so that each component fits tightly.

The wooden house is as exquisite as a house in a fairy tale, and it looks like it is made with extremely fine workmanship.

The three of them slowed down the car and walked along the wooden thorn fence that was used to protect against wild animals to the entrance. The bored Dudu was waiting for them at the door.

"coming."

The carriage drove along the gravel road into the small camp. Dandelion stomped his feet and found that the compacted ground had been leveled.

He looked at Geralt, his meaning clear.

"Is this the wild forest you were talking about?"

Geralt was also confused. He remembered that when he left, this place was still a primitive and wild land. It had only been one day since he last saw it, and the changes were so great.

The dwarf suddenly elbowed the two men, signaling them to look deeper into the forest.