The sudden closure of the city gates also angered many people, as they had planned to go out to hunt creatures to earn money, or come in to sell various items they had acquired outside.
Although there aren't many players in Heavenly Stone City, there are still quite a few independent players. In addition to players, there are also native residents coming and going to do business. Now that the city gates are closed, all of this must be interrupted.
The city gates closed so suddenly, without any warning, that many people blocked at the gates were very unhappy, shouting protests or pleading, "Could we at least let the last group of people out or in?"
The garrison commander snorted coldly. He had received a death order and could not possibly let anyone pass. He shouted, "Close the city gates! Anyone who trespasses will be killed!"
This command, laced with murderous intent, forced countless people to back down. Though they were dissatisfied, they had no choice; when faced with a situation where their lives were more important, their lives were paramount.
At the same time, they were also puzzled. What was wrong with Heavenly Stone City today? Why was the city gate suddenly closed? This was the first time they had ever encountered this before.
The large crowd that had been blocking the city gate retreated, and the soldiers pushed the gate, which was over ten meters high and made entirely of silver-quality materials, and it looked as the gate was about to slowly close.
Zhao Fu, hidden in the crowd, knew that if he didn't act now, he would have no chance. He activated his King's Power to the fullest extent, and a large amount of black King's Power emerged from Zhao Fu's body and spread outwards like mist.
"Clang!"
With a crisp clang of the sword, Zhao Fu drew the Heavenly Demon Sword, raised it high, and poured all his kingly power into it.
Sensing Zhao Fu's power, the slumbering Heavenly Demon within the sword suddenly opened its blood-red, icy eyes. A surge of Heavenly Demon energy erupted from the sword, and the Heavenly Demon Sword emitted a soul-devouring demonic light. With a soft shout, " Heavenly Demon Slash!"
"Boom!"
With a deafening roar, Zhao Fu raised his sword high and slashed straight down, as if a demon had roared. The air seemed to split in two as a huge black sword beam shot out.
The dozen or so soldiers who were closing the gate, along with the twenty or so soldiers standing guard nearby, were caught off guard and struck by a sword. The huge and terrifying sword light engulfed their figures like a wave. After the sword light passed, the ground was completely stained red with blood, and countless pieces of corpses fell on it, with a pungent smell of blood spreading out.
At the same time, a sword mark over twenty meters long appeared directly on the ground, with wisps of demonic energy emanating from it.
The sudden change startled everyone, and they all turned to look at the person standing beside them, cloaked in black, who resembled a demon god.
To everyone's astonishment, Zhao Fu Zhao Fu transformed into a streak of black light and darted towards the city gate, seemingly about to burst through it.
Sudden!
A powerful figure leaped down from the city wall, which was dozens of meters high, blocking Zhao Fu's path. It was the city gate guard, whose cultivation had reached the second level or above.
"Roll!"
Zhao Fu let out a cold shout and slashed with his sword. The Heavenly Demon Sword, carrying a domineering and murderous power, slashed towards the defending general.
This sword strike was extremely fierce. The defending general immediately used his broadsword to block Zhao Fu's sword, but he still underestimated Zhao Fu.
"Bang!"
The garrison commander felt as if a giant beast had crashed into him. His body was thrown back and slid back more than ten meters before he came to a stop. He looked at Zhao Fu with some astonishment on his face, but Zhao Fu did not linger with him and rushed out of the city gate.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
As soon as Zhao Fu stepped out of the city gate, the archers guarding the city wall fired arrows one after another, creating a whistling sound as they pierced the air, forming a fierce rain of arrows.
Fortunately, normally, one of the city walls of the main city of the system has a maximum of four thousand guards, and most of the soldiers are still inside the city. At this time, among the four thousand guards, there are only a little over a thousand archers. As they shoot arrows, Zhao Fu quickly dodges while raising a protective shield.
soon!
Zhao Fu escaped the volley of arrows, while the other melee soldiers could only hastily climb down from the city wall. They were not as strong as the defending general, who could jump directly from the tens of meters high city wall.
At this moment, the guard general raised his broadsword and came forward again. Zhao Fu's eyes flashed with Leng Mang. He raised the Heavenly Demon Sword and pointed it at a point, using the Heavenly Demon Soul Devour Devouring Technique. A huge demonic phantom emerged from the sword, spread its fleshy wings, and flew towards the guard general!
The guard was startled and quickly used a defensive skill, holding his broadsword in front of him. A blue crescent moon appeared in front of him, emitting a faint, hazy blue light that protected his body.
The phantom of the Heavenly Demon swept past him, and the blue crescent moon emitted blue light, desperately protecting the guard's body. In the end, the phantom of the Heavenly Demon dissipated without absorbing any essence, and at the same time, the blue crescent moon slowly disappeared.
Sudden!
The guard coughed up a mouthful of blood and knelt on the ground, clearly severely injured. It seemed that although the Heavenly Demon Soul Devour had not absorbed his blood and flesh essence, it had still caused him serious injury.
Zhao Fu stopped attacking and turned to rush to the other side. His only goal at that moment was to save his own life.
The garrison commander watched Zhao Fu, who had already fled far away, with resentment. What seemed like a slow passage of time had actually happened in an instant; his soldiers hadn't even descended the city wall yet. Suddenly, Spirit Light thought struck him, and he shouted, "He is the S-class fugitive Li Wu! Dead or alive, whoever kills him will receive 100,000 gold coins!"
"What? 100,000 gold coins!"
Countless people inside and outside the city were shocked by the amount. They hadn't yet checked the mission stele and were unaware of the wanted notice for Zhao Fu in Heavenly Stone City, but that didn't matter anymore. They were now completely captivated by the 100,000 gold coins.
"100,000 gold coins, that's equivalent to 1 billion copper coins, or 10 billion real-world currency. This staggering figure made countless people's eyes gleam with greed, and their expressions turned ferocious and terrifying, because as long as Zhao Fu was killed, everything would be theirs."
They knew Zhao Fu was powerful, but looking around at the massive, surging crowd, they were certain they could kill him with sheer numbers. And if anyone got lucky and killed him, they'd be rich for life.
Without hesitation, countless people charged towards Zhao Fu like madmen. Zhao Fu's gaze was icy, filled with murderous intent, as he looked at those rushing towards him, "Since you want to die, I'll grant your wish!"
Zhao Fu was not afraid of even first-tier soldiers, so why should he be afraid of this group of weaklings whose cultivation was at most fifth level? Holding the Heavenly Demon Sword, he charged directly into the crowd like a black light.
The massacre... has officially begun!
Terrifying black sword beams slashed out, accompanied by agonizing screams that rose and fell incessantly. Zhao Fu charged into the group of people as if he were among a crowd of defenseless individuals. Due to the crowding and their own weakness, no one could attack him.
Zhao Fu also began to go on a killing spree. Every time he swung his sword, it was extremely ruthless, and he would dismember more than a dozen people. The ground was completely stained red with blood, and the corpses were scattered all over the ground. The smell of blood became so strong that it was pungent. Zhao Fu's black cloak was also stained red with blood.
"Hahaha..."
Looking at the crowd still rushing forward recklessly, Zhao Fu threw his head back and laughed wildly. His laughter was cold, sinister, and piercing, inspiring fear in everyone.