"For the Lord!"
For a time, men, women, old, and young all rushed back into their homes and took out every weapon they could use.
The mood began to spread throughout the entire city.
"At least that's good news."
Standing atop the distant bell tower, Miss D1 looked down at the city below and let out a soft sigh.
The talk of besieging and slaughtering the city had not been made up, of course.
At least a hundred thousand enemy soldiers were on their way. The civilians of this city were already destined to die miserably in the coming disaster.
Miss D1's actions had at least turned them from lambs passively awaiting slaughter into warriors brave enough to resist.
As for how long that courage would last, or whether it would accomplish anything, that was hard to say.
At this moment, fifty Dusk warriors had already climbed onto the city walls.
The fighting behind them had unexpectedly become much easier. Once they reached the top of the wall, they discovered that quite a few civilians were fighting the enemy with weapons in hand, while even more seemed to be rushing over to welcome them.
"Are you people from Dusk?" The tall, fair-skinned commander had just wanted to question one of the people who came up when his throat suddenly seized up, preventing a single sound from escaping.
He immediately understood. They really were natives, not transmigrators from his side.
Though confused about what had happened, he still smiled when he saw the enthusiasm on their faces.
Only after entering the city did he understand what was going on.
"Damn it, that girl we saw earlier... she couldn't really be a god, could she? I was just talking nonsense."
The commander turned to look at the few members beside