Warhammer: The Beginning is the Crisis of Annihilation

  Chapter 529 The brutality of the empire (for subscription)

  The original cast warriors used their own methods to make the local aborigines make the right choice.

  The professional who was pointed at the gun spoke so sincerely.

  Some officials couldn't help but glared at him.

  How can you say that?

   What would they do if the world accepted the rule of the Holy Emperor?

  They all count on their allegiance to the king, serving as public servants of the people of Wudu to get paid to pay for gas and water.

  Eating and drinking at home is also a big expense.

  Without the king, what should they do?

  Will the Holy Emperor continue to employ them?

  Thinking of this, they looked at the professional with vicious eyes.

   Still not a citizen of England, he has no backbone at all!

   Just surrender to others like this?

   What about national integrity?

  What about family and country feelings?

   Of course, they didn't stand up.

  The arm-sized gun muzzle was swarthy, like an abyss, pressing a huge stone on everyone's heart.

  Vinsenhorn watched the harmless smile appear on the professional's face, and then stepped back into the crowd.

  He didn't care about this episode.

  When the empire enters every world, there will be some opposition, which is not a problem.

  The fleet he brought is enough to easily deter all humans in this world.

  Let them know that fighting the empire is never a good thing.

   "Take that guy away." Vinsenhorn said in the communication.

   "Understood, Lord Judge."

   Teleportation Tech Lead responded to Vinsenhorn.

  Then opened the teleportation panel, preparing to pull all the demons back.

   Crack!

   Crack!

   Subtle lightning flashes across the air.

   A thick fog gushes out from the opened space crack.

  An invisible force pulled the dense fog, causing it to spin.

  A vortex channel appeared above Cherubel and the demons.

  The other end of the passage is a closed space.

  Such devices are also used to transport demons or some special creatures with mysterious powers.

  The powerful suction sucked up the huge bodies of the demons, trying to send them into the closed space station.

   "You can't treat me like this! Wronged, wronged!"

   Countless tentacles try to grab something.

  Cherubel knew exactly how he would be treated once he was sent back to that mysterious space.

  Which one of these demons is not gnashing their teeth at themselves, wishing to swallow it alive.

   Just a few mouthfuls of Maca, Cherubel sensed the other party's hatred for wanting to swallow him alive.

   As for?

   Wasn't it just when he was running away, he tricked it. As for such a deep hatred? ?

  As a devil, he has no pattern at all.

   Do you understand?

   Preoccupied, a demon without a pattern will not succeed.

   "Vinsenhorn, you bastard. You framed Zhongliang, you are despicable and shameless."

   "I did my best for the empire, I didn't defect, I was wronged, I was wronged! Vincenthorn, Your Majesty will not let you go, this villain."

  Cherubel yelled as he hooked a tentacle to the stone pillar.

  A look of being framed by someone.

  The suction power suddenly increased, and Cherubel's last tentacle pulling the stone pillar was also difficult to support.

  The teeth on the tentacles drew terrible tooth marks on the stone pillar.

   "Vinsenhorn, I will definitely meet with His Majesty and report you, the villain who framed Zhongliang."

   With a snap, the tentacles could no longer hold on.

  Cherubel and many demons were sucked into that closed space.

  The vortex exuding dense light also began to slowly shrink.

"No!"

  Cherubel opened up the shrinking vortex again, squeezed out a head and half of his body, trying to escape.

  In the next second, countless tentacles entangled it and pulled it back forcefully.

  With a shrill cry, the vortex also slowly closed.

   Only a few arcs of light drifted in the air.

  The vision in the sky also completely disappeared.

  The sun resurfaced, bringing light and warmth to the world again.

  For ordinary people, the crisis is completely resolved.

   But for some people, a new crisis has also emerged.

  Those outsiders claim to rule the whole world in the name of the Holy Emperor.

   No one dared to raise an objection.

  When this kind of speech spreads.

   There were still a few warriors who protested.

  Until a grey-armored warrior fired a shot at a palace.

  The palace was shattered into powder in the explosion.

  Everyone was silent.

   Buildings that mix rock and steel just disappear.

  Put them up, I'm afraid they will disappear in just two strokes.

  Family and country are important, but so is one's own life.

  The flag of the double-headed eagle was flying in the fog.

  The gods also left in fear.

   Believers, no matter which religion they are in, are horrified to find that they can no longer get any revelation from God in the area covered by double-headed eagles.

  Even the gods are afraid of this external force.

  The Church of the Holy Cross chose to give up resistance.

  After the Renaissance, the church had lost control.

   With the rise of steam machines and wizards, their influence waned.

   There are some other religions that choose to resist.

   Among them, a sect named God chose to resist.

   Even though it was the Renaissance, this religion was weakened, but it was still a very powerful religious organization.

  Second only to the Holy Cross.

  Earthsea, as well as dozens of countries near the transcontinental canal are their territory, with unparalleled control.

  Their holy city is located on the edge of the Earth Sea, and it is a super city no less than the city of fog.

   Hundreds of thousands of believers make pilgrimages every year, and it is very prosperous.

  For the request of the empire to abandon the belief in God and turn to the Holy Emperor, they were furious and angrily rejected this proposal.

   And burn an imperial double-headed eagle banner in public.

   "Death to that dog emperor, in the protection of God we have nothing to fear. We will defend what we believe in, and if anyone tries to change this, be prepared to shed blood." Said a prophet.

  The empire's response to this was crisp and neat.

  Give the so-called holy city three days to ask the local people to surrender, hand over the mastermind of this vicious incident, or evacuate to avoid being implicated in the subsequent trial.

   This announcement was quickly spread.

  The true Catholics did not succumb to the pressure of the empire.

  They came from all directions, united under the command of the Great Prophet, and defended the Holy City.

   When the agreed deadline on the third day comes.

   There are not many ordinary people in the Holy City anymore.

   They did not want to waste their lives in conflict between the Empire and the God.

  The rest are all believers, with an initial estimate of nearly 600,000.

  All of them were armed with the determination to fight to the death.

   Their eyes are full of firmness and conviction.

  In order to defend their beliefs, they will never spare their lives.

   Of course, they also paid with their lives.

  If a dovish judge, they may still have a chance to negotiate.

   It's a pity that they met the radical Vinsenhorn.

  In order to defend the existence of the empire, Vinsenhorn even dared to collude with demons and issue an order of extermination to a city, which was just a trivial matter to him.

  The judgment of the empire is so cruel.

   When the deadline comes.

  A huge head fell from the sky.

  When several God believers saw the head, they screamed in fright.

   It was the head of God, if the statues and books had not deceived them.

  The invaders killed their god.

  All the gathered believers cried out.

   Their struggle did not bring any good results, and their **** was killed.

   However, the fall of that head was only the beginning.

  Vinsenhorn has never been a soft-hearted judge.

   It may have been at the beginning, but in his long career, he has already become unfeeling and indifferent.

  The sky is lit up.

  Thousands of light spears shot into the holy city with 600,000 believers from above the clouds.

  The extremely strong light took away the vision of many believers.

   Countless screams of fear rang out.

   Some people were far away from the holy city and witnessed the destruction of the entire city.

  Countless explosions formed a sky-like flame.

  Those fine towers fell and were engulfed in flames.

  The majestic temple was turned into ruins, and those precious books and artworks that had been passed down for thousands of years were turned into fly ash.

  Those onlookers all showed expressions of horror.

  A city with 600,000 believers, in the end only ruins and some charred bones remained.

  The news of the destruction of the Holy City spread.

  Every force that wanted to try to resist the empire fell silent.

  Whether men or women, old people or children, all were killed.

  In the ruins of the holy city, not even a single living mouse could be found.

   This is just a warning.

  A warning to all forces.

   This is the price of rebelling against the Holy Emperor.

  Wudu also received a message.

  Many people have mixed feelings. They escaped the disaster brought by Cherubel, but because of this, they got into a more terrible object.

  The empire can destroy the holy city in ten minutes, and it can also destroy the fog city in ten minutes.

   Their killing speed is much faster than Cherubel's demon.

   Under pressure, the king of England swore allegiance to the empire.

  The strength shown by the empire made them realize that resistance was useless.

  If you surrender, you might still have a chance.

   After the Cherubell incident, Sherlock and Watson recuperated in the rented house on Garden Street.

  The news about the Holy City, the two of them also learned about it through newspapers.

   This is undoubtedly a tragedy.

   "They are much more terrifying than demons! Cold dictators." Sherlock walked back and forth in the room and said angrily: "Six hundred thousand people, they only took fifteen minutes to kill them all."

  Watson was silent, and sadness could be seen on his face.

  The destruction of the holy city is the most terrible thing in this era.

   600,000 people died in this way.

   Simply because they humiliated the Holy Emperor and resisted the rule of the Empire.

   Throughout ancient and modern times, there has never been such a brutal dictatorship.

  In order to maintain his own rule, he was able to do so insanely.

   Da! clatter! clatter!

  Footsteps sounded, and the landlady ran up from downstairs.

   There was fear on her face, as if she had seen something terrible.

   "Gentlemen, the men with the eagles are here, and they want to see you."

  Hearing this, Watson trembled involuntarily.

  Those guys put a lot of pressure on him.

  When you see those guys, you think of their ruthless nature.

  They are all demons, the embodiment of blood and brutality.

   Dealing with them is no fun.

   "If they want me to work, then they have miscalculated." Sherlock said angrily: "I will only denounce their atrocities and let them get away."

   After saying this, Sherlock looked at Watson and the landlady.

   "Watson, please leave quickly. I will definitely not give in to those guys. I am worried that they will implicate you in their rage. And you, madam, please leave quickly."

  The landlady nodded, and left through the other door with a frightened expression.

  Watson did not move.

   "How can I leave at this time? I am with you, Sherlock."

   "That will kill you."

  "I am very afraid of death, but I will not succumb to power and tyranny, please let me stay. Even if it is death, we have to show those guys that we ordinary people have tough bones."

   Watson's words made Sherlock smile.

  He asked Watson to stay, and the two went to open the door together.

   Standing outside the door was the young man I saw at the Wizarding Academy.

   This time, there were no gray armored soldiers behind him, only a few armored soldiers holding strange guns.

   "It's an honor to meet again, Mr. Sherlock." The man didn't have the domineering and superior tone that the two of them imagined, but was a little approachable.

   "What do you want to do?" Sherlock asked coldly: "There is nothing you want here, and there is no one you want."

"My name is Vincent Horn, and I am a judge of the Empire." Vincent Horn didn't care about the attitude of the other party, but introduced himself, "I heard from Master Merlin of the Wizarding Academy that you are a very He's a good detective, so I want to come and meet him."

   "I will not serve you." Sherlock said solemnly: "You are all butchers."

"Don't be so full of words!" Wensenhorn said with a smile: "I have heard about your deeds, you are not a pedantic person. If we hadn't come, you would have killed four people to save Wudu ?"

  The sudden question made Sherlock somewhat unexpected.

  Honestly, he would.

   Sherlock has his own values.

  In order to protect some poor people, he would even intentionally let the murderer go.

  He also took revenge for some clients who were killed.

   To put it simply, he is a person who loves to love and hate.

  Will never let off the heinous people, and will also show consideration for those who have difficulties and have to commit crimes.

   If a few days ago, killing a few people could have prevented the disaster that destroyed the city of fog and even the entire world, Sherlock was sure that he would be the one who sentenced others to death.

   "The holy city just resisted your rule, that's two different things." Sherlock said angrily, "You're making excuses."

"Then why don't you let me in and let me tell you the whole story of this matter? You should be very curious about Cherubel's origin, right? If you are willing to give some time, you will understand that 600,000 people His death, and the test that mankind is about to face, are nothing at all?"

   These words convinced Sherlock.

  He wants to see what medicine is sold in this guy's gourd!

  If the other party wants to confuse him to do things for the empire through some fallacies, then he has miscalculated.

  He, Sherlock, will never serve the Empire.

   Not to mention doing things for that holy emperor.

   Comes with the reincarnation game.

  The world pattern has also undergone earth-shaking changes.

  Yamato has also become a top power.

  The reason is that Yamato, a tiny place, has the largest number of surviving players.

   It may be related to their otaku culture.

  The prosperous animation industry makes them very familiar with concepts such as time travel and games.

   The most discussed topic in various otaku forums is what should I do after time travel? What should I do if I am pulled into the game?

  Similar time-traveling, death game animations are already rotten old things for them.

  Those with a little Internet experience have basically participated in topics such as how to survive time-traveling.

  Even if they are suddenly pulled into the reincarnation game, they can quickly calm down and look for opportunities to survive.

  The player's enhancements and special props greatly reduce the power of thermal weapons.

  Yamato originally lost its sovereignty due to some things, and did not have its own army.

   There are also Union garrisons in the territory.

  The alliance was initiated and formed by the three most powerful countries. There are a total of 153 countries, covering all regimes.

  The alliance is responsible for mediating international disputes, has peacekeeping troops, and is responsible for implementing some international rulings and the like.

  Yamato is not allowed to form an army because of the war.

   This incident was once regarded as humiliation by Yamato.

  As the number of players ranks first among all countries, Yamato's status in the league is rising rapidly.

  The garrison base of the alliance of various countries was bloodbathed by several Yamato players overnight.

  The corpses are hung on the buildings of the garrison base, and the methods are extremely cruel.

  The National Alliance protested several times, but there was no response.

  At the same time, with the efforts of several big families, in the name of the rise of Yamato, several official organizations of Yamato were established, such as Ronin, Breaking Dawn, etc., becoming the first country with an official official super organization.

  Its strength has risen rapidly, and it even has a tendency to overwhelm the three major powers. It looks like it is going to become the new talker of the alliance of various countries.

  Taku Nagase doesn't want to participate in these things.

  He is not a fool.

   I can see what those families want to do!

   It's nothing more than the previous set, in the name of the rise of Yamato, fooling those idiots to die.

"Because Yamato didn't give you a job that allowed you to live a decent life before, is that your attitude?" A female gamer with two ponytails blocked Nagase Zhuo's door, accusing angrily : "Dahe has provided you with a safe environment, education, and so many things. Don't you have any gratitude at all? You white-eyed wolf!"

"This letter of commitment to voluntarily dedicate everything to Yamato, if you don't sign it, I will keep pestering you. The rise of Yamato is related to the interests of each of us. As long as Yamato rises, we can get rid of those big countries. Restricting and oppressing us will allow all Yamato people to live a good life."

  (end of this chapter)