It suddenly started snowing in Nice on a winter night.
The enemy had already appeared. When the cold snowflakes hit Charlie's face, he saw a black figure flashing in the distance. A few orc soldiers roared and charged forward, but they were quickly pierced by sharp blades, blood spurting out of their necks.
"Quick." Krendo panted heavily, his footsteps not stopping as he spat out a single word.
The warning braziers had only just been lit, and thick smoke billowed from the edge of the city. This was definitely an attack that had been planned for a long time. Otherwise, the enemy would not have been able to break through Nice's defenses so easily.
Figures of demon hounds appeared one after another beside them. These demon hounds had dark golden eyes, and their bodies were covered in mottled scales. Their faces were uneven, making them look like skeletons. Their bodies were only four to five meters tall, but their muscles bulged like the roots of old trees.
As an important high-ranking official of the Empire, Krendo's security level was very high. These demon hounds that were no longer in hiding were all powerful creatures of the clan. The Black Dragon's radiation had caused these beasts with demonic bloodlines to mutate once more, turning them into true monsters. They could fight until their blood ran out, and even if their heads were chopped off, they could still jump up and bite you.
Even though Nice was currently in chaos, the irradiated demon hounds were still able to spread out in an orderly manner, quickly and efficiently monitoring the surroundings.
The demon hounds let out low growls, fiercely pouncing forward, sweeping past the figures in the darkness. They twisted their bodies and swung their tails as their blades swept across, their spiked tails tearing through the enemy's armor, leaving behind a terrifying wound.
At the same time, another demon hound appeared like a ghost, crushing the soldier's skull with its claws.
"Well done."
Charlie panted heavily. The demon hound guards' hunt had given him a lot of confidence, but the situation was still not optimistic. The enemy had already entered Nice's port, and they still did not know where these people came from. A dangerous aura flowed in the darkness.
Krendo didn't look at the scene there, and simply walked back to his residence with his head lowered. When he passed by a watchtower, the steel watchtower collapsed, and large pieces of metal and debris fell from the sky. If the Demon Hounds hadn't saved them in time and carried them away, Krendo and Charlie would have been buried under the rubble.
The Demon Hound placed them on the ground steadily, twitched his nose and sniffed, then said in the common language: "The smell of blood."
This meant that the garrison of Nisto was fighting with the invaders.
Kendor and Charlie rushed into the study and meeting room, their foreheads covered in sweat. The bookshelves were filled with all sorts of documents. Most of them were intelligence reports from Nice, but there was also a small portion that they had brought from the north. It was about the grand plan to build a war dock in Nice.
"Start the fire."
It was too troublesome to retrieve the information one by one. No one could be sure of the outcome of this attack, and no one knew how much time they had left.
Charlie didn't have time to answer. He grabbed the oil lamp on the table and burned it on the bookshelf. Anyway, the information was clearly memorized by him and his teacher. They could copy it at any time.
It was not difficult to start a fire on a cold and dry winter night, especially when you were faced with a bookshelf full of information. Ten seconds later, the fire burned uncontrollably in the room, bringing with it thick smoke and black embers.
When Charlie walked out of his residence, he was shocked to find that not only was the house behind him burning, but the entire city was burning. Nice, the city that was crowned as the 'city on water', had now become a strict purgatory. The dancing flames dyed the winter night a bright red, and everywhere was bright red.
This was not just an attack, but destruction.
"Crap."
After receiving this information, Krendo suddenly realized that he had made a huge mistake. "Charlie, send a message in my name. Order the Third Fleet to leave Port Zero immediately."
"There's no response from there!" Charlie was a little panicked.
As the most important military port in the central region of the Black Wing Empire, Port Zero and Port Number One possessed the highest level of defense. However, when they returned from Port Number One to their residence, they did not encounter many enemies. It was very likely that the enemy had placed most of their forces in Port Zero and were currently launching a fierce assault on the port.
"Let's go." Krendo stared in the direction of Port Zero with a determined gaze.
"Teacher, we won't be of any use if we go there now," Charlie said loudly. "You should prioritize your own safety."
"If Nice falls, what safety is there to talk about?
Only by boarding the ship will we have a chance of survival. "
The old man looked at his disciple, his eyes suddenly filled with an unbearable dignity. He was like an old lion that had suddenly stood up. At this moment, Charlie remembered that Krendo was not only his teacher, but also an important person who had the right to participate in the Royal Council.
The Hound let out a low growl, the bones in his body cracking slightly. He went forward and gestured for them to sit on his back. "It's very bumpy, be careful."
"Thank you," Krendo said softly.
Heavy snow fell, but it was unable to extinguish the raging flames in Nisdu. Port Zero was already in a state of chaos. The soldiers were fighting with their lives on the line against the invading enemies. The overall quality of the Black Wing army was definitely one of the best in Eladia, but the invading enemies were stronger than them. Almost every one of them was a Great Warrior. With such a great disparity in strength, it was undoubtedly a one-sided massacre for the Black Wing garrison in Nisdu.
The Radiation Hounds were very smart. After receiving the order to head to Port Zero, they immediately led Krendo and Charlie into action. Taking advantage of their familiarity with the terrain, they used a shortcut to transport maintenance equipment to enter the port from the side.
As the last line of defense at Port Zero, the situation here was not very optimistic. Powerful retardation spells, disruptions, and brittle steel were everywhere. Rings of fire and mana bombs exploded in the midst of the Blackwing Army from time to time, causing terrifying damage to the Orcs and Dragonborn soldiers.
On the surface of the sea, a warship that had already left the port was ablaze. It was slowly sinking into the turbulent sea. Clearly, there were powerful ability users among the enemy who had bypassed the front line of defense and were planning to destroy the Blackwing Army.
Krendo and the others were targeted by the enemy as soon as they appeared. The sound of armor clashing with swords could be heard from the side. Spells enveloped them and the Hounds one after another, constantly smashing towards them.
The Hounds roared and all of them pounced forward, blocking the enemies that were pouncing from the side.
"Thank goodness."
Seeing that the Northern Dawn was still anchored at the port under heavy protection, Krendo heaved a sigh of relief. "At least for you, there's still time."
"What do you mean?" Charlie was alarmed, but he immediately returned to his sincere attitude. "Let's go, Teacher."
"You go."
Krendo slowly sat down and covered his mouth as he coughed twice. His palms were bloody. "I'm old, I can't even take a little bump."
"Teacher, I'll carry you."
"It's difficult for you to even move in the retarded state. Let's go. Hesitating isn't in Northern Praise's character."
Krendo stared at the Hounds in front of him. At this moment, he actually smiled. His expression was very relaxed as he waved at Charlie. "You still have information on the new generation of warships in your head. You have to go back. I don't have such a heavy responsibility."
"Just let me stay here. I want to stay here. After all, Nice … is my home."