The scout's face changed drastically.
He hurried back into the city in a blur.
He reported everything he had just seen to the lord of Black Cloud City.
"Several tens of thousands? A Plague... Plague Emperor? Are you sure you didn't get it wrong? Such a massive force, all for one tiny Black Cloud City? Has the Pestilence Demon Clan gone fucking mad?"
Inside the City Lord's Manor, Black Cloud City's lord, Mo Cong, began trembling all over upon hearing the scout's report. The white jade teacup in his hand fell to the floor with a bang, shattering into pieces as tea splashed everywhere.
Black Cloud City was no more than a tiny place.
Its population was only a little over a hundred thousand!
Without Fortune Hall and the Blade and Sword Brotherhood interfering, just several hundred Sick Demons could have wiped out the city.
Yet now, fifty thousand had come!
And a Plague Emperor stood behind them.
It was no different from a calamity that blotted out the sky and covered the earth.
Even with Wu Sande guarding the city,
there was absolutely no way they could hold them off.
"Reporting to the City Lord, there is no way I could be mistaken. I believe the Blade and Sword Brotherhood has been killing Sick Demons too ruthlessly lately, enraging the Pestilence Demon Clan. That is why they are taking revenge on Black Cloud City!" the scout said.
"That's right, it must be that! I said long ago that those brats from the Blade and Sword Brotherhood have no hair on their lips and can't get anything done properly! Everything should stop while there's still room to turn, but they insisted on driving things to the bitter end! And now look, they've gotten this City Lord killed!"
Mo Cong was