A young soldier gripped his long spear tightly, roared at his comrades beside him, “Brothers, the demon souls have killed our kin, destroyed our homes. We cannot surrender! Fight them to the death!”
“Fight to the death!” The soldiers shouted in unison, raised their weapons one after another. Their eyes flashed with resolute light.
The civilians below the city tower also heard Liu Kun’s order, immediately fell into frenzied protests.
“We will not surrender! Even if it means death, we will perish with the Divine Capital!”
“Liu Kun is a traitor! We must kill the traitor, resist the demon souls!”
“Sons of the god clan, take up arms, defend the Divine Capital!”
In an instant, the civilians of the Divine Capital drew their weapons, stood shoulder to shoulder with the soldiers of the National Guardian Legion, formed a human wall.
Although they were civilians of the Divine Nation, they were also god clan cultivators with strength.
From childhood to adulthood, god clan cultivators would never bow to anyone.
Liu Kun looked at the scene before him, his heart filled with mixed emotions.
What he wanted was only power. He had never thought of betraying the Divine Nation, nor had he thought of letting the civilians of the Divine Capital fall into the hands of the demon souls. But now, he was in a dilemma.
“You… you are seeking death!”
Liu Kun roared hoarsely, yet dared not order an attack on the civilians.
Seeing that the city gates remained closed for a long time, the Soul Devourer Venerable lost patience, roared in anger, “Refusing a toast only to drink a forfeit! All forces attack, raze the Divine Capital to the ground!”
“Kill!”
The hundred thousand demon souls roared in unison, surged towards the Divine Capital’s city gates like a black tide.
Although the city gates were not open, under the fierce assault of the demon souls, cracks soon appeared.
“Brothers, hold the city gates!” The commander of the National Guardian Legion waved his broadsword, slashed at the demon souls climbing the city gates.
The soldiers followed suit, attacked the demon souls with long spears, broadswords, bows and arrows. The civilians also joined the fight against the demon souls. Some even embraced demon souls and self-detonated, perishing together.
An old woman held a demon soul, cursed with her last bit of strength, “Demonic clan scum, even in death, I will drag you down with me!”
With that, she directly self-detonated her body.
Reaching the Earth Immortal realm was no easy feat, yet these civilians of the Divine Capital would rather self-detonate than surrender.
A young mother hid her child in a crevice of the city wall, picked up a spiritual knife herself, charged towards the demon souls. She shouted, “Child, Mother is sorry, I cannot accompany you as you grow up!”
On the city walls, blood stained the bricks red, corpses piled up like mountains.
The soldiers of the National Guardian Legion and the civilians advanced wave after wave. People constantly fell, but not one retreated.
They interpreted their loyalty to the Divine Nation with their lives.
Liu Kun stood on the city tower, watched the tragic scene before him. His heart was filled with self-blame and pain.
He covered his face, tears flowed from between his fingers, “It was my fault… I have harmed you all…”
Blood Wuying stood to the side, a smile of excitement on his face. He took out a black gourd, gently sucked towards the battlefield. Countless souls of the fallen soldiers and civilians were drawn into the gourd.
These souls contained rich resentment, perfect material for cultivating demonic arts.
“Hahaha, good! Truly excellent! So many souls, enough for me to break through!”
Blood Wuying’s laughter was filled with madness and cruelty.
Half an hour later, the Divine Capital’s city gates were finally breached by the demon souls.
Without the barrier of the city gates, the demon souls surged into the Divine Capital like a tide, began to slaughter the civilians and soldiers madly.
On the streets, cries, screams, sounds of battle intertwined. Everywhere were burning houses and fallen corpses.
The Divine Capital, this prosperous capital of the Sixth Heaven, instantly turned into a hell on earth.
Liu Kun stumbled along the streets, watched the once-familiar scenes become unrecognisable, watched the civilians die miserably under the demon souls’ blades. The self-blame and despair in his heart reached their peak.
