51: Chapter 51 Priestess Lilith

At this moment, beneath the city walls, an Undead Army of ten thousand was already at the gates.

There were no siege ladders, but none of this could stump the undead.

Countless Undead Retainers piled up bones directly to build layers of bone ladders, stepping on the bodies of their companions as they defiantly climbed the city walls.

The attacks of the defenders landed on the undead legion with little effect, completely unable to block this dead torrent.

In the blink of an eye, a large number of Undead Retainers vaulted over the city walls, leaping into the town as their cold bone blades slashed out to begin a merciless slaughter.

Soon, the Undead Retainers controlled the gates and opened them.

Once the gates were opened, the entire town had no more obstacles before them.

Weeping, shrieking, wailing, and the sound of shattering blades resounded through the entire town, and blood quickly stained the streets and alleys.

Brunn caught a glimpse of the tragic state within the town out of the corner of his eye, and his eyes were completely swallowed by despair.

From the moment the undead climbed the city walls, he knew in his heart that Taoyuan Town had completely fallen.

It wasn't that he hadn't thought about abandoning the town and fleeing, but Xuankui's offensive tightly entangled him, not giving him the slightest chance to break away and sealing off all retreats.

"Game over."

Xuankui whispered indifferently, his sharp claws suddenly extending to precisely lock onto the meridians of Brunn's shoulders, the billowing death aura instantly sealing his entire body's battle qi.

Snap!

The sound of bones slightly dislocating rang out, Brunn's whole-body strength instantly collapsed, his battle qi was completely sealed, and he completely lost the ability to resist, being firmly subdued and pressed to the ground by Xuankui.

With the commander captured, the defenders' last fighting spirit completely collapsed, and not a single person dared to resist any longer, successively abandoning their weapons, kneeling on the ground, and trembling.

In no more than a quarter of an hour, Taoyuan Town was completely controlled by the Undead Army.

At this time, the remaining ninety thousand of the Undead Army also entered Taoyuan Town and began to control the entire Taoyuan Town.

All surviving town residents and remaining defenders were driven to the plaza in the center of the town, kneeling densely across the ground, firmly imprisoned by the endless death aura, with despair shrouding their hearts.

After the entire town was completely controlled by the Undead Army.

Su Ming then walked leisurely into the town plaza.

On the plaza, the survivors trembled, kneeling densely on the ground as despair permeated people's hearts.

The captured Guardian Brunn Locke raised his head, his armor stained with blood and his whole body disheveled, the gaze he cast at Su Ming mixed with extreme vigilance and monstrous fury.

"What kind of faction are you people! To rashly stir up the flames of war during the pause of the gods, aren't you afraid that the Lord of Mingyuan will lower divine punishment and annihilate you!"

Hearing these words, Su Ming couldn't help but chuckle and shake his head, his eyes filled with indifference.

He had already seen through it; everyone in this town was still immersed in illusory faith, completely unaware that the deity they worshipped all their lives had long since completely perished.

"God? Are you talking about the Lord of Mingyuan?"

Hearing Su Ming directly call out the name of the deity, quite a few people present changed their expressions.

Quite a few people were still kneeling on the ground begging for the Lord of Mingyuan's forgiveness.

However, Su Ming didn't care about so much; he sneered as he looked at the crowd present.

"Stop worshipping, your so-called Lord of Mingyuan has long since fallen!"

The dialects of the Chaoming Realm were obscure and difficult to understand, but the Star Ring bracelets developed by the Human Federation had long since simultaneously activated real-time translation, allowing whether what Su Ming said or the words of the indigenous creatures to be precisely interchanged without any obstacles.

At this moment, Su Ming's short sentence exploded like a thunderclap in everyone's ears.

The residents throughout the venue instantly turned crimson-eyed with monstrous rage, and the suppressed fear all transformed into paranoid fury.

Several strong-tempered defenders gritted their teeth and roared, rising recklessly and pouncing towards Su Ming like crazy, attempting to make those who blasphemed the divine master pay with their lives.

Su Ming stood in place, his expression without a wave or ripple, his eyes without a shred of fluctuation.

The Undead Retainers standing solemnly to the side moved crisply and neatly, their dead bone blades suddenly swinging down.

Several flashes of blood light passed, and several impulsively resisting defenders instantly fell to the ground and died, their blood staining the bluestones of the plaza.

This bloody scene instantly intimidated the entire audience.

The crowd that was originally restless turned pale suddenly, their bodies stiffening, and they no longer dared to make any unusual movements.

The ordinary residents trembled all over in fright, and a few of the weakest-minded commoners suffered from excessive fear and became incontinent on the spot, a strong stench of urine quietly spreading.

Pungent odors poured into his nasal cavity, and Su Ming's brows slightly furrowed, a trace of impatience flashing past.

Perceiving the divine master's displeasure, several Undead Retainers immediately stepped forward and forcibly dragged out the commoners who were frightened into incontinence, making the scene increasingly solemn and oppressive.

Even though fear was ingrained to the bone, everyone present still resisted Su Ming's words from the bottom of their hearts, and no one was willing to believe that their lifelong faith had collapsed.

Just as everyone was immersed in paranoid self-deception, Su Ming's gaze penetrated the crowd, precisely locking onto a special figure.

From the moment he uttered "the fall of the gods", the surrounding crowd was either furious, desperate, or maniacal, yet this person alone kept their head down and remained silent, exuding an abnormal calmness all over.

Moreover, the surrounding residents would always subconsciously look toward this person, harboring an intention of protection.

This person was dressed in the crudest cloth garments, with a face covered in ash, deliberately concealing their appearance and figure, seemingly no different from ordinary residents.

But Su Ming saw through the disguise at a glance.

That dust-covered neck and exposed wrists had delicate and fair skin, which was definitely not something the town commoners who toiled year-round could possess; the coarse linen clothes contrasted sharply with their own temperament, and the traces of deliberate disguise were as clear as day.

Seeming to perceive Su Ming's scrutinizing gaze, that person panicked in their heart, subconsciously retreating again and again, wanting to hide their figure within the crowd.

But everything was already too late.

Two Undead Retainers stepped out in response, forcibly parting the crowded throng to stand straight in front of that figure, and the cold death aura instantly locked onto them.

That person's face turned pale abruptly, their heart turning icy cold, and they smiled bitterly to themselves: "Oh no, I've been discovered."

Seeing her surrounded, the surrounding town residents instantly stirred up anger once more, rising restlessly and wanting to step forward to protect her.

But before they could make a move, cold bone blades were already placed against everyone's necks, instantly suppressing all restlessness by force.

No one dared to move rashly by even a fraction anymore.

Reaching out, the two Undead Retainers hoisted the disguised and hidden person and forcefully brought them before Su Ming.

Su Ming swept his gaze over the constantly struggling crowd whose eyes were full of stubbornness, shook his head slightly, and then lowered his eyes to look at the person at his feet, the corners of his lips hooking into a faint smile.

"It seems your identity is not simple. Tell me, who on earth can make these commoners risk their lives just to protect you?"

Pierced by a single word, the color drained completely from that person's face, turning pale as paper, their lips tightly pursed as they stared fixedly at Su Ming, remaining tight-lipped despite all kinds of questioning, their attitude extremely stubborn.

Seeing her refuse to cooperate, the gaze in Su Ming's eyes grew slightly cold, his tone bland yet carrying unquestionable oppression: "Not talking?"

As his voice fell, several Undead Retainers immediately stepped forward, forcibly escorting out five commoners who had just wanted to violently rise up, sharp blades suspended high and pointing straight at their necks.

"I'll give you five seconds to choose. After five seconds, their heads will all roll. After that, for every five-second delay, five more heads will roll. If you keep refusing to speak, I'll just keep killing until you do."

Hearing Su Ming's threat, that stubborn figure finally panicked completely, the stubbornness in her eyes shattering and being replaced by extreme panic and pleading, hastily speaking: "Don't do it! I... I'll talk! I... I am the priest of this town, Lilith!"

Hearing this person's voice, Su Ming was slightly startled, his eyes filled with surprise.