Chapter 271 The End of the Road

The city of Askatra is burning!

After the city wall collapsed, the rebellious people who survived the meteorite bombardment retreated into the city and hid in the houses in the city, hoping to use firearms and bombs to fight the knights who entered the city.

But this plan was also frustrated. The mage slowly advanced under the cover of the knight. Once encountering a cold gun, he would release fireball spells at the house where the citizens were hiding, setting that house and nearby houses on fire. He was not in a hurry to attack and was indifferent. He looked towards the fire scene, relying only on the raging flames to burn to death the shooter hiding in the house and the innocent civilians hiding in the house.

If city attackers do not consider the issue of friendly fire, street fighting will not slow down the attackers at all.

Jack used his rifle as a crutch and limped along the burning street. The fire and thick smoke gave him a slight opportunity to escape. If it weren't for the fierce fire on the street behind him, he would not have been able to escape based on his injuries. The pursuit of knights.

It was over, Jack knew it was all coming to an end.

He was disappointed and even ashamed that he could not last even one day in the defense of the city.

The city of Askatra fell so quickly. Can the people who left by boat reach the Fish-Man Island safely after the enemy reacted and mobilized a fleet to pursue them?

However, under the bombardment of high-level magic, even if a mortal holds a gun, he is extremely fragile and has no power to resist.

The city wall can be demolished so easily, so why spend money and manpower to build it?

Could it be that war is just a game between extraordinary beings? No matter how many mortals gather together, they are just piles of sand that can be easily broken up by extraordinary beings without much effort?

Jack is running away, but he is not running for his life. There is no way to escape from the city of Ascaltra. Surrounded by fifty thousand siege troops, not even a fly can fly out of the city.

He wanted to kill a few more knights with the lever rifle in his hand before he died. It would be better to kill one or two mages, create chaos and attract enemy soldiers. Even if he delayed for a second, it would be better than dying in vain.

Unfortunately, his injuries no longer allowed him to continue. He had lost too much blood and had countless broken bones in his body. His physical strength was exhausted with the continuous flow of blood. His eyes were bright red and his vision was blurred.

Being able to survive the meteorite bombing was considered lucky for him. He expected to continue fighting. Without the blessings of the gods, there was no possibility at all.

Only the son of destiny blessed by the gods, the adventurer with a heroic aura, plays his role in the script prepared by the gods, can he survive a desperate situation and turn defeat into victory.

"Lord Knight, I just saw a wanted criminal fleeing from my door!"

Faintly, Jack heard someone shouting loudly behind him, calling for the enemy soldiers who were pursuing him.

"Sir, I was coerced. Those lunatics threatened to kill my family if I didn't go crazy with them. I am a devout Lathander believer. I have never believed Bradlow's lies from the beginning to the end. Now I finally I’ve been waiting for you to come, so let me help you, lead the way for you, and eliminate all those demon minions!”

Jack smiled bitterly. He recognized who the voice belonged to. It was a wealthy citizen who owned a shop in the Watkin Temple market area. When the Lathander Temple collected taxes, this man shouted the loudest slogans at the citizens' gatherings. During the uprising, he received the Migne rifle and personally killed a knight of the Knights of the Zealous Heart. He even volunteered to participate in the defense of the city.

Frightened by the terrifying power of magic, this man threw away his rifle and fled back home. He felt that his life could not be saved by escaping and he would be liquidated afterwards. However, he came up with such a shameless method to betray other insurrectionists. Protect yourself and your family.

Even if he is betrayed by a traitor, Jack does not hate him. In despair, ordinary people must find a way to survive in order to survive.

What's more, after the city was broken, many citizens immediately surrendered to the knights who entered the city.

Instead, there are few who, like Jack, are determined to fight to the bitter end and never surrender.

"No, Lord Knight, that guy is lying. I am the real devout believer. That guy participated in the riot and killed the knight. He just escaped home from the front line..."

"No, no, no, sir, don't listen to his nonsense..."

There was a quarrel from behind, and the guy who betrayed Jack was betrayed by his neighbor a second later. The quarrel between the two actually delayed Jack's time.

Gritting his teeth, Jack held on to the wall and used his last bit of strength to speed up his pace. However, his serious injuries made his last efforts in vain. His feet went soft and he fell to the ground. He didn't even have the strength to get up. .

The footsteps of the heavily armored knight came from behind, and the quarrel between the two betrayers ended. The method of ending was simple and crude. The impatient knight randomly hacked one of them to death and let the other lead the way.

Ironically, the person who was hacked to death was the neighbor of the traitor. That person did not lie. His report was true. Compared with the person who was reported, he did not participate in the uprising or the defense of the city.

The last moment was coming. Jack leaned against the wall and took out bullets from his pocket with trembling hands. He wanted to load the rifle in his hand to full ammunition. He could no longer escape. He had to empty the magazine before he died. was his last wish.

The thick smoke from the burning house obscured his vision, but louder footsteps came from the other end of the street. Jack raised the muzzle of his gun, waiting for the knights to emerge from the smoke.

Suddenly, the door of the house he was leaning against opened, and a woman rushed out, grabbed him by the collar, and dragged him through the door. After dragging him into the house, she immediately closed the door. .

The woman held the injured Jack in her arms and pressed her body against the door, as if her weak body could protect Jack and prevent the strong knights from breaking open the door.

The sound of heavy footsteps slowly approached, and the pursuing heavily armored knights had arrived at the location where Jack had originally planned to fight to the death. However, their footsteps did not stop, and they continued to run forward, farther and farther away, and the sound gradually disappeared.

"Thanks……"

Jack said weakly, but the woman kissed him on the face. She was trembling and crying, and the tears that kept pouring even washed away the ashes on Jack's face.

Jack blinked, and after regaining his composure a little, he saw clearly the face of the woman who saved his life.

"Liz?"

That woman was the wife who was supposed to have left by boat a day ago.

"No--!"

Jack groaned in pain: "No, why didn't you listen to me? Why did you disembark quietly? You shouldn't have come back, you shouldn't have come back!"

"Remember? If you dance, I will dance too."

Liz hugged Jack tightly, wiped the ashes from his face with her tears, and tried to force a smile.

"This is different! That's a shadow story, not reality! No one will come to save us, we will all die! Why can't you live like Rose?"

"Because this is not the story of the Phantom..." Liz hugged him and murmured: "I don't have the courage to live alone. I'm not as strong as Rose. I'm sorry..."