Chaos!
Absolute chaos!
Accustomed to Signo City's peace and quiet, Karl felt a trace of discomfort at the disorder before him.
Flames raged everywhere, while countless people cried out and screamed.
Others were taking advantage of the chaos to rob people.
In the distance,
he could vaguely hear the miserable sounds of slaughter. The turmoil at the city gates had somehow spread throughout the entire city.
No!
Karl gently shook his head.
It had to be the Kolon people who had breached the city gates. Otherwise, the city wouldn't have descended into such chaos.
Signo City had thousands of city guards, numerous constables, patrol officers, and the Guardian Knights of The Church.
Not to mention that many nobles kept quite a few private soldiers.
This wasn't even the front line, yet the city gates had still been breached. How incompetent could the city's administrators be?
Fortunately, after experiencing everything that had happened in Black City, Karl quickly adjusted his mindset and became familiar with his surroundings.
"Boom!"
A tremendous crash came from nearby. The roof of a building flew straight into the air and exploded midair.
"Barro!"
A roar followed close behind:
"You won't get away!"
Barro?
Count Barrow!
Karl's eyes shifted, and he instinctively looked toward the source of the voice.
The moon was half-hidden by dark clouds, but the flames burning everywhere provided enough light to see what was happening.
Count Barrow, clutching a longsword, was covered in blood. He staggered into the street, his eyes filled with rage and terror.
"Tucker!"
"Crackle..."
As though lightning had flashed, a streak of light crossed more than ten meters in an instant and appeared in front of Count Barrow.
It was a horse!
The knight on its back was tall and broad, far more imposing than an ordinary man.
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