Doomsday courtyard begins to survive by planting pea shooters

Chapter 189 Fortress City

The fortress city of Manoron stands at the intersection of a vast grassland and forest.

The afterglow of the setting sun was shining on the city, casting long shadows on the towering stone walls.

Perhaps it has not experienced the baptism of war for too long. This towering city wall is not only an indestructible barrier, but also a medal of the fortress city Manoron.

The tall city wall, which is more than ten stories high, is engraved with countless words and huge, gorgeous and exaggerated reliefs.

Obviously, those who are lucky enough to be inscribed on this city wall are the heroes, heroes and... enemies of this fortress city.

This is not only a city wall, but also engraved with the war epic of the Dragon Skull Clan.

Every brick and stone on the city wall carries the past wars and pain... and also records the glory and glory of the past.

Within the impressive and majestic walls of the fortress city Manoron, the most conspicuous thing is the magnificent church - the great temple dedicated to the god of gods [Sue Keli Pi].

The spire of the temple reaches straight into the sky, and the tower is engraved with countless mysterious runes.

At this time, under the setting sun, those inscriptions were emitting a faint blue light.

Countless buildings of different styles surround the temple in a tight and orderly manner, like stars over the moon.

The innermost circle is the magnificent large manor villa.

They show the nobility and glory of the nobility with their magnificent momentum and exquisite decoration.

The setting sun shines on the exaggerated gold ornaments and pillars inlaid with various gemstones, reflecting the colorful light called wealth.

Slightly outside, there is an area composed of exquisite small independent houses.

Although these small single-family houses are not as large as the manor villas in the inner circle, each one is unique and exquisitely designed.

The small garden, exquisite balcony, and flowers and green plants placed on the windowsill all reveal a warm and peaceful atmosphere of life.

The buildings in the outer circle are made of solid and neat masonry.

Although these buildings are not as gorgeous as the inner circle, every stone brick has been carefully trimmed, polished, and stacked horizontally and vertically... Although it is not gorgeous, it is at least clean and tidy.

However, outside the protection of this strong city wall, it is a different scene.

Dirty shacks built haphazardly cover every land as far as the eye can see.

If the temple located in the center of the fortress city Manoron is a pearl, then the place besides the pearl is a hot mosaic with a fresh taste.

At the edge of this mosaic, dozens of shackled humans were being whipped by green-skinned overseers.

"Work! Work! Don't be lazy! You pigs who don't understand!"

"If you can't complete the donation before dark, I will cut open your stomach and dig out your tender and delicious liver! Then use your intestines to serve as food and drinks..."

"Work, work! Get moving! Pigs!"

The green-skinned overseer looked at the human slaves with salivation. Although he knew that these slaves could not understand what he said, he still couldn't hold back.

Under the predator-like gaze of the green-skinned overseer, everyone couldn't help but speed up their movements——

——They are smearing a kind of brown-red oil on a certain kind of fruit, and then using flower petals to stick it on layer by layer.

This is a very labor-intensive job, and the requirements of the green-skinned overseer are very strict, which makes it difficult for everyone to go faster.

Suddenly, there were commotions in the distance.

One of the women was slightly distracted, and the green-skinned overseer suddenly whipped her!

"Work! Work! No distractions! Keep working for me!!"

The woman who was whipped trembled slightly and did not dare to cry out. She endured the pain in her body and accelerated the movements of her hands.

However... as she continued to work, the whip hit the spot on her back, and blood slowly seeped out, soaking the clothes on her back.

The green-skinned overseer who smelled the smell of blood became even more excited, baring his teeth from time to time and making remarks about how to eat human internal organs.

Although they didn't understand what he was talking about, his cannibalistic gaze made everyone secretly cheer up.

Suddenly, another green skin came in next to him and shouted something to the supervisor. The supervisor immediately frowned, shouted a few words at the human slaves, and hurriedly followed the green skin and left.

"Freya! Are you okay!?"

A strong black man came over and looked at the whipped woman with concern.

"It's okay, thank you." The woman forced a smile, but did not dare to stop the work in her hands.

"These damn orcs...can I help you take care of your wounds?" the black man continued to ask with concern.

"No, I'm fine." The woman still insisted.

"Then...okay." The black man left the woman disappointedly and returned to his work station.

"Tsk..." Next to him, another big man sneered.

"Why are you laughing!?" the black man said angrily.

"You are laughing at me, you look like a male dog in heat..."

"You!?" The black man blushed, as if he was going to charge like a bull in the next second.

However……

"boom----"

A loud noise sounded next to several people...

Immediately afterwards, the ground beneath their feet trembled, and the violent shock wave made it impossible for everyone to stand still!

And the "handicrafts" in their hands were rolling everywhere, and occasionally there were fruits that were broken and cracked, emitting a strange smell that smelled like fresh protein.

The oil drum fell over and brown grease spread all over the floor.

The flower basket filled with petals also fell to the ground, and the bright petals fell on the sticky grease, covering the ground with a "flower carpet."

The woman called Freya, who had just been whipped severely without saying a word, now looked at the "craft" she was about to finish, but grabbed her hair in despair.

In the messy workshop, almost all the "handicrafts" fell to the ground in violent vibrations and turned into a pile.

The part this woman was responsible for was no exception.

"It's over...everything is over, wuwuwuwu..." Freya cried softly.

"What happened?"

The strong man who mocked the black man frowned and tried to walk to the window... However, it was not until he walked out from the workbench that he could clearly see that his feet were tied with a rope thicker than a coffee cup.

One end of the rope was connected to his workbench, and the other end was tied to the iron hoop around his ankle.

"There seems to be a battle...I saw some orc warriors."

said a young man standing by the window.

"Opportunity! This is our chance! Run away!?" The strong man's eyes shone, "Anyway, after these tributes are gone, we won't be able to survive... Should we take advantage of this opportunity and run away quickly?"

"Tsk! To put it simply, why don't you take off these shackles?" the black man who had been sprayed by the strong man before mocked.

"..."

The strong man stopped talking, because it was not that he had not tried before, but both the ropes and the iron hoops were unimaginably strong, and the unarmed people had no way of untying these restraints.

Just when everyone was silent under the pressure of being killed or eaten, a raven landed at the window and looked at everyone curiously with its dark eyes.

"Huh? A bird!"

The boy by the window exclaimed.

"It's so big, so fat...catch it quickly! It's been a long time since I've eaten meat. Even if I die, I'll at least be a satiated man!"

shouted another man nearby.

Suddenly, the raven turned its head and fixed its eyes on the man who shouted "Eat the bird".

"Fuck, it seems like it can understand human speech..."

"Could it be a monster?"

"It's impossible...the orcs are more enthusiastic about the spirits than us! It's impossible for the spirits to appear in the orcs' territory."

"..."

Many human slaves argued for a while and then gradually stopped.

The raven seemed to be attracted by the noise outside, and turned his head to look at the scene outside.

The man who was shouting "eat the bird" was about to move, but just when he was about to pounce, the raven suddenly turned his head, flapped his wings and popped out a feather, which was directly inserted into the man's shoulder.

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"ah……"

The man tilted his head and fell down. It was obviously just a scratch, but his whole body was shaking as if he had lost half his life, and he could not stand up.

And this raven is naturally Xiao Jian's clone. And that feather is obviously another use of the [Feather Arrow] feature.

At this time, Xiao Jian has 61 attack points, and the clone can inherit one-third of his attributes, so the clone's attack power is 20 points.

The [Feather Arrow] characteristic causes each feather to generate one-tenth of the attack power, so with successive decreases, Xiao Jian's attack only has 2 attack points left.

However, even so, for an ordinary human with only 3 points of health, this blow would directly kill most of his life.

And following that seemingly random blow, the entire workshop fell silent.

Everyone looked at the ordinary-looking raven at the window with fear.

The raven glanced around the crowd, and then asked: "Are you all from 'Noah's World'?"

Its sound sounded layer by layer, like countless echoes superimposed together, making everyone who heard it feel slightly dizzy.

Xiao Jian didn't mean to show off, but after all, these people didn't speak Chinese... This was the only way they could do it when they didn't understand the language.

"Yes, Lord Crow God." The strong man suddenly fell to the ground, "Can you save us? Great Lord Crow God? We are willing to become your believers, fight for you, and capture the evil god's treasure for you. authority!"

The direction that the strong man pointed was exactly where the temple was.

And the "evil god" in his mouth, of course, refers to the "Shou Keli" who is enshrined in the temple.

"oh?"

Raven looked at the strong man with interest, "Why do you think I need followers? And why do you think I want to seize its authority?"

"..."

As soon as this question came out, the strong man who fell to the ground was confused.

"Um... I think that's what the evil god does... doesn't it?"