The Unjust System and My War-Crazy Self

[Eh, that's strange. Why is Beibu Yariyi also in the underground palace?]

【Logically speaking, she shouldn't be trusted by Zamplin.】

[How did he get into the underground palace that Zamplin would never let anyone else enter?]

System 12345 is a little confused.

But after looking through the data for a while, System 12345 was shocked to find that Biebuya Rii was in extreme pain and fear.

Ah, this one—

I remember now!

[This is the plot——]

System 12345 opened the data.

[Oh, so Zamplin turned all the other sisters into food in order to become a god.]

[Ehhhhh!!]

System 12345 thinks this is a good opportunity.

[Hey, host, maybe you can use a two-pronged approach. First, attack Zamplin's heart. This is a soft approach.]

[If the soft approach doesn't work, you can also ask Beibu Yaliyi for help.]

[Anyway, Don't worry, Yariyi was already very afraid of you, host. If you can rescue her, I'll give her a good beating.]

[She is definitely a loyal slave girl to you, the host.]

Given Shu Yichao's outstanding performance before, System 12345 had no doubt that Biebu Yari would bow down at the host's feet.

[Host, this is the map of the Holy City's underground palace. I've marked all the traps and paths for you.]

[You can use this to find Biebuya Rii. Once you conquer her and have her help, it will be much easier to capture Zamplin.]

System 12345 sent the map of the Holy City to Shu Yichao.

【but……】

After much thought, System 12345 felt that it was not safe enough, so it sent another thing to Shu Yichao.

[Host, Zamplin, who has merged with the Ancient Evil God, is still quite dangerous. His temper may become extremely violent——]

After all, it is an ancient evil beast, and its destructive power is simply terrifying beyond words.

and so……

[Host, this thing is for you to save your life.]

【Keep going!!】

【Host, you can do it!!】

Chapter 241 - The Fate of the Traitor

holy city.

late at night.

Even though he was in a luxurious mansion, with fine wine and lamb on the table and beautiful women around him, Bibiger was still restless and worried all day long.

Because the Tang army is about to attack!

Under the leadership of the Black Lotus Buddha, they were invincible and unstoppable, looking down on everyone and being invincible!

I'm afraid the Anxi army will be at the gates of the city in a few days!

Zamplin has ordered all nearby residents to move into the holy city and set fire to houses and buildings in the suburbs. It is clear that he wants to wear out the Tang army by defending the city.

What started as a rebellion suppression campaign more than two years ago has now become a battle to defend the capital. What a setback!

The empire is in danger

All the Tumu people with a keen sense of smell also noticed this.

As a result, the holy city was in complete chaos. Robbery, murder, arson, food looting... all kinds of vicious incidents plunged this once prosperous city into terrible chaos and complete disorder.

But these are not enough to make Bibiger worry.

No matter how chaotic the situation is outside, it will not affect a noble like him.

What Bibire is really worried about is the court!

Although Zamplin declared that with the chief witch in charge, the holy city was as solid as a rock and the Tang army would definitely be defeated and flee.

But the problem is that two of the three great witches of the Tumo Empire have now been turned into zombies. Can they really defend the holy city with only one great witch, even if they have a great formation to rely on?

Bibire expressed doubts about this.

And once the holy city is breached—

A traitor like him would probably be cut into pieces.

When Bibiger thought of this, he felt bitter in his heart.

If he had known that the Tang army could make a comeback, why would he surrender?

But when I think about the result of not surrendering, I was toiling like animals in the mines and farmland until the last two years.

Comparing the wealth and glory he had enjoyed over the years, Bibigre hesitated again.

But even if the holy city can be defended, people like him may not be able to save their lives.

Recently, the way his colleagues looked at him had become increasingly strange.

No matter how much he changes himself, Bibiger is still an outsider in the eyes of the Tumo nobles.

If the Tang army really attacked the holy city, he would inevitably be dragged out and executed as a traitor.

Moreover, even if those Tumo nobles did not take action, what if the Tang army could not capture the city after a long siege and one of the conditions for retreat was to kill this traitor?

Bibiger believed that Zamplin would not hesitate too much between his throne and the life of a mere traitor.

The deeper he thought about it, the more desperate Bibire felt.

He subconsciously wanted to ask for his ancestors' blessings, but suddenly he remembered that his ancestors might be on their way to clean up their house with knives.

"..." A bitter feeling like a stray dog ​​surged into Bibiger's heart.

Although the world is big, he seems to have nowhere to go.

At this moment, Bibiger suddenly heard shrill screams and wails coming from outside the mansion.

"What's going on!!?" Bibigre stood up in horror.

Could it be that those powerful people in Tumo have turned against each other and are going to attack him?!

He hurriedly climbed up the high tower in the mansion and looked into the distance in the moonlight.

Afterwards, Bibigre felt as if all the blood in his body had run cold with fear.

"OMG!!"

"What's going on?!"

Inside the holy city, the hundreds of stone pillars that were erected not long ago, which were said to be for the chief wizard to cast a city defense formation, were now emitting a dazzling blood-red light.

At the same time, countless strange black shadows spread out from the ground like gushing magma.

Then, an inhumane massacre began.

If those shadows touched a living person, they would extend countless inky black tentacles, tie them up, and then shred them alive!

Since the Holy City had previously absorbed a large population, these shadowy figures could easily capture a large number of living people. The horrific smell of blood filled the entire city in the blink of an eye!

“Ahhh!!”

Countless people were running around wailing miserably, like rats whose nests were flooded by a flood. They were running around in panic, stepping on each other from time to time.

But where can they escape?

The protective shield of the holy city has been raised. Those shields flashing with dim light are like a natural barrier, isolating all hope of survival.

Strange black shadows were everywhere, like a meat grinder, slaughtering all life in the holy city.

No matter if they were rich or poor, soldiers, beggars or slave owners, they could only die with broken limbs and flesh hanging all over their bodies, bathed in blood and wailing.

“Damn it!! What the hell are these monsters!!”

The wizards soon discovered these terrifying things and immediately launched a counterattack.

"Come on!!" They chanted spells, trying to drive the war puppets to destroy those strange black shadows.

但一

"Ah!!" Accompanied by a howl, those iron-hard war puppets not only did not attack the black shadow, but instead swung their butcher knives at the heads of the wizards.

"No!!" the wizards shouted in horror.

"The war puppet suddenly lost control!"

"Why!?"

"Of course it's because their control is actually in my hands." Deep underground, he observed Zamplin in the city through his own "eyes" and smiled lightly.

"Very good, there are more than enough offerings."

The trickle of blood flooded the entire city.

The cracks on the surface of the Holy City were greedily absorbing all the fresh life and bringing it to the Chrysanthemum, which was getting brighter and faster.

"It's time to become a true god."

A gleam of light flashed in Zamplin's eyes, and then he slowly walked into the darkness, towards the cocoon.

Near Chrysalis, a magnificent and magical magic circle was lit up bit by bit as Zamplin took her steps, as if welcoming Zamplin to ascend the steps of the gods.

"What's going on?"

When Shu Yichao led the undead army and rushed to the holy city with great momentum, he went straight over the towering defense shield and then stopped near a tall tower.

What he saw was the entire city, submerged in a pool of pungent blood and a strange red light.

"I haven't even made a move yet, and they've already fallen?"

Shu Yichao looked around and found that the capital of the Tumo Empire had now become a living slaughterhouse.

The ground was flooded with flowing blood, corpses piled up like a mountain, and countless viscera rolled into the mud...

"What happened?"

"Internal evidence?"

Shu Yichao vaguely remembered that the last time he was fighting in a city in Osman, those people seemed to have started a fight before he attacked, which saved him a lot of effort.

"Not good!" Mia Zola was knowledgeable and could tell what was happening at a glance.

"Someone is performing a blood sacrifice, and this aura!!"

Mia Zora's expression, hidden behind the gas mask, changed drastically.

“So strong!!”

“What a terrifying aura!!”

"More than ten times stronger than those great wizards!!"

"Son of a bitch, next time, we have to be extremely careful!!"

"I understand." Shu Yichao nodded and closed the pop-up prompt.

“Almost cleared.”

"The final boss is about to appear, right?"

"Bang!!" As Shu Yichao said this, he raised his hand and released a thunderbolt, blowing a tall tower next to him into pieces.

Then, amid the smoke and flying bricks and stones, a scream was heard.

"Don't!"

“No!!”

Mia Zola turned her head and saw a middle-aged man in brocade robes rolling out from the smoke and dust, his head covered in blood.