When the first ray of sunshine in the morning tore through the curtain of night with difficulty and shone on Golden Port, what came into view was a hellish scene.
The smell of gunpowder smoke, blood, and the burnt smell of burning wood mixed together, like a thick poisonous fog, covering the entire city.
There is no longer the hustle and bustle of the past in the air, only sporadic screams from the distance, the moans of the dying, and the "crackling" sound of wood being devoured by tongues of fire.
On the streets, the former prosperity has disappeared.
Ornate shop fronts were torn apart by violence, precious goods were looted, leaving broken crockery and overturned shelves.
The muddy ground was littered with scattered weapons, bloody clothes, and gruesome body parts.
Several abandoned War Boar corpses fell in the middle of the road, their fur was burnt and they exuded a foul odor.
Occasionally, surviving residents crawled out of the ruins. Their eyes were dull and their faces were pale. They wandered the streets like zombies, searching in vain for their relatives or belongings.
Benjamin stood under the porch of "Dawn Mansion", the breeze blowing his meticulous robe.
After a night of killing, his breathing was not disturbed, and his body was not stained with dust.
In front of the villa, hundreds of corpses of Orc and human soldiers were neatly stacked into a hill. After the blood dried, it showed a dark brown color in the morning light.
The mountains of corpses exuded the chill of death, but also silently declared the peace of this area.
Looking at the three generals Orc beside him who were still struggling like being tied into rice dumplings, Benjamin nodded with satisfaction:
"Not bad, not bad. I didn't expect a surprise like yours. It's not in vain that I spent so much effort."
In order to launch the attack as covertly as possible and ensure the success rate, Orc sent a small number of soldiers this time, but all of them were elite, and the three leading generals were all Level 2 Being.
Although there are five "Legend" resident in Golden Port, the strength between Legend and Legend is also different.
For example, these three orc generals are basically good at the second level. The five rookie legends who are at the beginning of the second level in Golden Harbor can fight against two without any problem.
"Who... are you... and what is your purpose?!"
Intermittent Orc words came from below. When he looked down, he saw a Orc general holding his own cheek and making sounds from the side of his mouth.
Orc General was extremely frightened. He could not understand what this man's purpose was.
If they were the hidden guardians of this city, then their invasion yesterday should not have been so smooth. They even watched the three of them surround and kill five Legend of Golden Port.
But if it doesn't matter, why do we need to take action in the final stage?
And this strength... how terrifying!
Orc General believes that he has always been known for his caution. Even though his strength is at the peak of mortals, after discovering that something was wrong yesterday, he still immediately found his colleagues to come to help.
With the strength of the three of them and the blessing given by Shaman before departure, even if they encounter Angel, they can survive one or two moves.
But the two of them had no power to fight back when facing this guy. They clearly felt that the essence of life of the other party had not surpassed "Legend", but why...
Orc General suddenly thought of something, his pupils suddenly shrank, and because he was too excited, his torn cheeks could only make an indistinct sound:
"Wizard... Master, you are a wizard..."
"Oh? It's such an exaggerated vitality. Although I've known about it for a long time, I still can't help but marvel at it every time I see it. You guessed it right, but it's a pity that no one can hear it."
Benjamin looked down at General Orc and couldn't help but sigh in admiration. Then he kicked the three Generals Orc into the manor one by one.
The reason why Benjamin did this is actually very simple, it is to bring the war between Orc and humans to a stalemate, so that both sides can consume more power while adding more hatred.
As for catching a few experimental subjects, it was done casually.
Of course, he won't do these things and there is no need to tell the experiment subjects.
Anyway, there is a set of six-level shielding Magic Array that he purchased in the manor. Considering the special nature of Wizard System, even Overgod in this world would not be able to detect anything strange inside the manor, whether by calculation or not.
Now, apart from the top brass at Orc, the only ones who really know the specific strength of this Orc raid are the five dead humans Legend.
If both sides want to figure out what happened, then let's fight slowly!
In the distance, some of the castles and manors in the aristocratic district were smoking, while others appeared to be crumbling in the faint firelight.
But most of them seemed to be frightened and not completely broken.
Just as Benjamin was calmly cleaning up the remaining blood stains around the villa, several cautious figures emerged from the alleys of the aristocratic district.
They are Golden Port some of the most prominent nobles in the local area. They are wearing somewhat messy nightgowns and expensive furs, and their faces are filled with the fear and exhaustion of the aftermath of the disaster.
Their soldiers were clearing the way ahead, weapons in hand, and every step they took was as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
Their lives were hanging by a thread last night, but they didn't expect that those Orc seemed to have received some message and left one after another.
This reduced the pressure on them so much that they could survive until morning.
"Look! It's the villa of Baron Garcia!" A housekeeper pointed tremblingly in the direction of Benjamin, "There... there is no fire there!"
When they tremblingly approached "Dawn Mansion", everyone stopped involuntarily and took a breath of cold air.
What caught the eye was not the tragic scene of being looted, but the mountains of corpses, and the statue-like young figure of Silence next to the corpses - "Jack".
"This... this is impossible!" A gray-haired earl whispered, his legs becoming weak.
They hid in the airtight cellar last night, listening to the loud shouts and screams outside, thinking that the end of their family had come.
They knew the ferocity of those Orc vanguard troops and the defeat of the Golden Port guards, and they knew even more about the strength of the invaders.
However, the facts before them told them that this young man had single-handedly killed so many intruders!
"Jack Lord!" The first person to react was the fat baron.
He ignored the dignity of the nobles and rushed forward. His knees softened and he fell to the ground with a "plop", his fat body trembling uncontrollably:
"Thank you for your kindness! Thank you for your... unparalleled bravery! If it hadn't been for your action, sir, we would all have perished in the flames!"
Other nobles also reacted one after another, and immediately knelt down, bowed, or bowed, their postures were extremely humble.
After last night's experience, these nobles were truly frightened.
For the first time, they clearly understood the meaning of "power".
"Sir, you are the patron saint of Golden Port! My family is willing to serve you from generation to generation!"
"My God is above! Your power is like the God of War descending to the mortal world!"
All kinds of complimentary words are thrown out for free. These nobles who are usually aloof are now like a group of humble servants, trying their best to please Benjamin.
They didn't even dare to look directly into Benjamin's eyes for fear of offending this powerful man who was already a "devil" in their hearts.
Benjamin just looked at them calmly without any expression.
"No need to be polite, everyone should clean up quickly." Benjamin said coldly, his voice was not high, but it made all the nobles involuntarily stop flattering and feel awe.
The brief ecstasy and gratitude soon faded, replaced by greater fear and despair.
These nobles are not people who are ignorant of worldly affairs.
They quickly woke up from the "temporary safety" provided by Benjamin and realized the deeper crisis.
"Everyone, although we are temporarily safe... but this is only temporary." The count turned pale and his voice trembled, breaking the short silence. "Last night's attack was by no means the full strength of Orc! It was just the vanguard, a signal for them to tear up the peace agreement!"
"That's right!" Another viscount echoed in a trembling voice, "Orc is fighting under the cover of darkness! Golden Port's defense is vulnerable! We have lost the city guard and the headquarters... This city cannot be defended!"
Panic quickly spread among the nobles, and they exchanged desperate looks.
"We have to get out of here!"
"Go to the capital! Only the capital can withstand Orc's army!"
"But... but, it takes at least seven days to get from here to the capital, even by fast horse! Along the way in the wilderness, Magic Beast is raging, and since Orc has torn up the agreement, it is likely that he has set up an ambush on the way to the capital!"
"Our private soldiers..." The baron looked at the trembling guards around him, with despair written on his face. "They couldn't even withstand last night's attack. How could they escort us across the battlefield?"
The entire aristocratic group fell into unprecedented chaos and anxiety.
Seeing their wealth and lives at stake, this sense of powerlessness almost brought them to collapse.
"Quick! Go pack your things! Take everything you can take with you! The sooner the better!"
"Carriage! Prepare more carriages!"
"Gems! Put them all into the box! Don't worry about those bulky gold and silver!"
For a moment, outside "Dawn Mansion", the nobles' troops dispersed like a hornet's nest that had been stabbed, and they all went home and got busy.
They ordered their servants to stuff the most valuable jewelry, rare magic materials, long-herited books and scrolls, and even some artworks that symbolized the family's status into strong boxes, and then loaded them into their own gorgeous carriages.
The servants looked panicked and their hands were covered in dust.
The meticulous aristocratic etiquette of the past has disappeared, the gorgeous silk dress is stained with mud, the expensive fur has been wrapped in a hurry, and the originally carefully cared for hair style has become messy.
The air was filled with anxious shouts, the sound of objects colliding, and the nervous neighing of horses.
Benjamin looked at all this, with a slight arc at the corner of his mouth.
He knew that this group of nobles would soon take the initiative to come to him again.
(Updated today, there is another chapter.)