The brave man opened the coffin and rose

Chapter 221: There Are Too Many Transcendents

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Which will come first, violence or redemption?

Of course it is redemption.

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Just as this group of prisoners were preparing to march towards the center of the city, the city guards suddenly appeared in large numbers.

Even though it was daytime, their arrival was very eye-catching.

Like the first ray of sunshine in the morning, it dispels the dark haze that shrouded the city.

Traditionally, guards would wear mail shirts, wield spears and shields, and stand in battle formation.

However, when these prisoners who had been detained for some time and missed the developments outside looked closely, they could only see a different picture.

First of all, due to the increase in assembly lines and steel production, it is not that difficult to stamp out a set of plate armor.

Secondly, the production volume of magic arm armor is absolutely sufficient, in addition to arming soldiers, for the patrol police and city guards under Philip's jurisdiction.

And precisely because of this arm armor design that is similar to an additional small round shield, they no longer use spears, but instead all use long swords.

However, regardless of the changes in weapons and equipment, even the most evil bandits could realize that when these people gathered together, they had firm eyes, were ready for battle, and were not afraid at all.

Afterwards, this group of evil thieves also attempted to launch a counterattack.

However, their counterattack seemed like it was poured on hard stone, only sparking a little spark, and was unable to shake the indestructible team in front of them.

The city guards were in a tight formation, and each guard raised his sword with an extremely firm determination. Their eyes were firm, as if telling the prisoners that they would never let anyone destroy the peace of the city.

Faced with such eyes, the prisoners who rushed forward in a swarm but failed to achieve the expected results couldn't help but feel their determination waver as they watched this scene.

Not to mention casualties, not even the formation was shaken.

Plate armor, which was extremely rare in other places, can be equipped to every city guard here, which greatly enhances their defense.

It is very difficult to charge them with people, unless there are extraordinary people. Otherwise, perhaps only cavalry can deal with them.

In short, what the prisoners once thought was a no-man's land has now become a solid fortress.

Their counterattack not only failed to achieve the desired effect, but instead provoked even stronger resistance from the guards.

And please remember one thing - what I said before, "a little spark was sparked", is not an excellent metaphor, but a genuine realistic description.

Because, huh!

The power of the magic arm armor was fully demonstrated at this moment, it was a flaming arrow that had been ready to be launched!

As the sharp whistles sounded, the city guards raised their magic arm armors at the same time.

Then, a magic flaming arrow streaked across the block like a meteor, flying towards the group of evil prisoners.

When the flaming arrows fell, they instantly ignited the surrounding air, and a raging fire instantly surrounded the prisoners.

They screamed in terror and tried to flee from the flames, but the tight formation of the city guards left them with nowhere to escape.

The power of the flaming arrow is not that great, but it is a spell after all.

And when these spells were fired in series from the arms of every city guard as if they were free, the prisoners screamed in fear rather than being burned to death.

Listening to the screams one after another, the city guards just continued to shoot flaming arrows ruthlessly, and began to gradually adjust the direction to compress their movement space.

Obviously, a slightly violent mentality cannot improve their fire resistance at all.

What is truly needed to survive the burning may be love and a spirit of sacrifice.

In short, faced with the sudden magic attack, the evil thieves were immediately thrown into disarray.

The city they thought they could conquer easily now became a high wall they could not cross.

These once arrogant villains now seemed timid under the firm gaze of the guards. Their courage was dashed and the weapons in their hands no longer seemed strong.

At this point, those guys who are stronger have to show up.

Wanderers, take action!

As soon as they appeared on the stage, they launched a killing move with the joint efforts of five people!

Armed with a sharp dagger, they quickly sneaked into the battlefield, shuttling between the city guards like a gust of wind.

Using their agility and speed, they easily circumvented the guards' attacks and attempted to stab them in vital parts with their daggers.

And when they approached quietly, they could see clearly the source of the flaming arrow, which was the triangular launching port at the end of the arm armor.

Although the number is a bit larger, no matter how you look at it, they should still be within the scope of magic props.

I can handle it!

As long as they controlled their joints, this thing, which required clenching the palms to trigger and could only be triggered at the wrist end of the arm armor, would not cause any harm to them.

The more troublesome thing is the plate armor. These things should have been worn only by high-ranking officials and superiors in the past, but now everyone has one.

Even these few wanderer brothers were like ghosts in the dark, fast and deadly.

But if you want to penetrate the armor, you still need some means and time.

And this conflicts with their way of doing things.

However, just as they suddenly appeared and launched an attack, and seemed to be about to take the head of the first city guard, other forces suddenly spread across the entire battlefield.

Then, the hard brick and stone ground suddenly turned into a trap that left people with nothing under their feet.

Feeling that they were being controlled, how could they give up with murderous intent? Their first reaction was not to struggle or save their own lives, but to throw the daggers and short knives in their hands at the target.

If the thrown strike hits the plate armor that they are about to penetrate, perhaps this one blow will take the target's life.

However, their throwing weapons were broken one by one by a series of short arrows.

"Even though I ran away, it doesn't mean I won't come back."

The blonde double spiral hairstyle reveals a rather childish, half-elf face.

"Are you the ones who killed my subordinates who didn't reply to my messages? Are you ready to face my wrath?"

A tiefling holding a huge axe and not wearing any armor.

"Although the giants, dragons, and old Winston are all scary, when I see you, I feel like I am worthy of fighting you, old man."

A dry old man, the ground beneath his feet seemed to be rippled by waves.

Behind them, there are dozens of transparent humanoid creatures with blue gelatinous bodies.

"Is this what Lord Abes has asked us to do? I'm so angry that we can't fly!"

Without further ado, a fierce battle broke out on the edge of the city.

Although the prisoners were numerous, they were just ordinary people after all.

However, at this moment, those assassin wanderers from the Breland family, who were also extraordinary beings, were gradually becoming overwhelmed by the joint attack of all the other extraordinary beings.

Their attacks became weaker and weaker, while the momentum over there became more and more fierce.

And the more they came into contact, the more desperate they felt.

Where do so many extraordinary people come from!

Originally, they thought that Abes, who had killed their brother with a single blow, was very strong, and Hyo Nagi, who was able to control four or five living people with two or three spells by multitasking, was even stronger.

But now, they realized that powerful extraordinary people are nothing in this damn place.

There are too many extraordinary people in the royal capital!

The half-elf had escaped directly from prison, and they thought he was weak.

Unexpectedly, after getting help, this guy's arrows became more and more accurate.

He is obviously a half-elf druid, why is he cosplaying as a ranger?

The tiefling holding the giant axe vividly demonstrated what a perfect cosplay is.

Whenever he fought with him, he would immediately recall the momentum and scene when he was killed by Abes with one sword in the Mud City and the old walls of an entire villa area were chopped down.

As for the old man at the end, he often used fossils to turn into mud to torture them. Maybe his strength was not so perfect, but this warlock talent was really hard to guard against.

And finally, when the city bells rang again, each and every one of these escaped prisoners had completely lost the power to resist.

What awaited them was to be subdued one by one and then sent back to the prisoner camp.