Hundreds of artillery shells flew through the air at lightning speed, creating a halo on the protective cover of the city wall. Each shell represented the internal depletion of hundreds of people's survival resources; tens of thousands of people input energy into the city wall to prop up the city wall.

The defensive shield was like a flowing blue river. They exchanged defensive positions in batches, resisted vigorously, and never retreated. Ordinary residents who were afraid of breaking the city rushed to escape from the back door of the city, pouring outward like a black tide.

The internal friction of human beings by the [Tavite] invaders has exhausted the last resources, making their own hope of survival slim.

This scene is so spectacular.

At this moment, human beings seem to be divided into several completely different races. They have different ideas, different wills, and different behaviors. Some people are resisting desperately, some are killing their own kind, and some are desperately trying to escape.

The gods are indeed very capable.

Over and over again, they use words to play with the humans on this land, asking them to lose everything, asking them to turn inward, asking them to kill their own hope of survival, and shouting that the responsibility does not lie with them.

Those who want blind faith are fools, and those who are calm are crazy. Let the world become an absurd scene.

And the defenders in sheepskin, with bright red eyes, raised their torches, faced the Doomsday City, raised their heads and shouted——

"——Push Asa Akto off the edge of the world, and all problems will be solved! Lord of Doomsday City! Please appear in front of us!"

"——Asa Akto, your survival has killed tens of millions of innocent people. Please don't evade your responsibility, save humanity, and appear in front of us!"

…

The red firelight alternated between light and dark on their faces, and thick black smoke enveloped the area for hundreds of miles.

For a moment, people's expressions looked extremely righteous.

The players hid in the military formation and sighed.

"These people are so ruthless. When you need him, you call him City Lord, and when you don't, you treat him as a criminal. If you have something to do, you should be gentle with Shichu, but if there is nothing, you should be gentle with Lord."

"How come the number one player always gets such an unlucky status and is about to die. Today, the third day of the Lunar New Year, something like this happened. The copy of the game deliberately prevents people from living. I still want to go back and eat some

Here comes the glutinous rice balls."

"If you think about it carefully, I don't blame them. If the price of my survival is for Su Ming'an to die, I will also want him to die..."

"If the world game also had this kind of two-choice question, one billion humans would not hesitate to let him die..."

"..."

The bombs kept falling.

Although the technological strength of Doomsday City is at the top of mankind, the resource consumption of the [Tavi] army will eventually bring down all mankind.

Xiaobi stood at the top of the city, her black hair flying in the wind.

Noah, Noel, Yue Yue, Yamada Machichi, Violet and other tens of thousands of people stood behind her. They used up their last source of light and their last bit of mana to maintain the crumbling defensive shield of the city wall.

Although most ordinary people agree to hand over Aktor, most Doomsday City soldiers still uphold the belief of fighting to the end.

They believed that even if Akto was handed over, they would die slowly in the end. As an intruder, [Tavi] would never let them go, so they might as well fight to the death. This is a truth that anyone with a discerning eye can see.
Chapter completed!