novelsite Chapter 137 The Sky Cracked
Chapter 137 The Sky Cracked
The troublemakers never expected that they would actually take action.
They thought they were noble upper-city people, but it wasn't like that when the old city lord was alive...
"Don't kill me, don't kill me!"
"I'll never say it again, I was wrong."
"I know I was wrong...you..." The man who had been at the forefront and making the most noise had his throat severed by the mecha's wing blades.
The raging blood gushed out like the ceaseless babbling of a stream along a spring river.
His body quickly lost its vitality, and his face turned pale and ashen.
His chin was still stained with drops of blood that had sprayed from his own body, a pure, bright red.
Countless corpses fell like dominoes, piling up and covering the road.
This was a necessary "killing the chicken to scare the monkey" massacre.
Otherwise, such incidents will continue to occur again and again.
Feng Tian stepped over the corpses' hands, looked into their unseeing eyes, and sighed.
"Sigh, why bother? The outside world has changed. You should just stay home and wait for the new policies to be announced, then continue with your lives. Isn't that better?"
The corpse: "..."
Feng Tian kept walking, weaving across the ground, searching for a few open spaces where she could put her feet down.
She walked forward while gazing into the distance.
When disaster strikes, everyone flees for their lives.
The mob, having lost its leader, quickly dispersed and fled for their lives.
The disheveled people of the upper city no longer cared about elegance or their noble lineage; they were chased by swords and blades like stray dogs.
"These are just insignificant fellows, nothing to fear." Ah Zhu arrived with a group of men, his body covered in blood.
Feng Tian turned to look at him, "I know, it's just a warning to reduce trouble, the real trouble is yet to come."
As these words fell, their gazes drifted from the nearby area to the distance.
Several private gardens are located within a few hundred meters of the city lord's mansion, in the east, west, south, north, and central areas.
They are hidden among ordinary residential buildings, and their outer walls look no different from their surroundings.
However, their advantageous geographical location constantly underscores their distinct social status.
From the outbreak of war in the city lord's mansion to the current cleanup of the remnants, which is nearing its end, these "neighbors" who live closest to the city lord's mansion are among the first to know the news, no matter how you look at it.
However, until other residents came to protest on their own initiative and were met with a brutal crackdown, they did not send anyone out to show up.
They offered no support or assistance to the old city lord, choosing instead to sit back and watch the two fight it out, waiting to see who would win.
He seemed completely indifferent.
"She really knows how to keep her composure..." Feng Tian remarked.
Ah Zhu pushed up her glasses, which had slipped slightly off her face, and a small crack appeared on the right lens.
"Don't worry, we won't move unless the enemy moves. We'll just wait for them to walk into our trap and come to us for negotiations. If these old guys keep silent and stay silent, it won't affect what we're doing."
"Yes, we still have a lot to do right now, and we don't have time to waste on them. Just send a few people to keep an eye on their movements."
"It's already been sent out."
Feng Tian nodded and looked at the seasoned guards of the city lord's mansion who were being suppressed by the crowd behind A Zhu.
At the time, some of the staff and guards who surrendered internally harbored resentment and had not yet been completely won over.
Always taking the opportunity to cause trouble and disrupt things, Ah-Zhu seized the chance to catch the person, intending to make an example of them.
Although Yang Mo suddenly disappeared and was temporarily absent, the place was gradually brought back into order thanks to everyone's concerted efforts.
There will always be someone who can fill a "position"; no one is always indispensable.
Admittedly, only those who were guarding outside the main hall at the time, as well as Feng Tian and A Zhu, knew about Yang Mo's disappearance.
It's been less than an hour since Yang Mo and the others disappeared, so it's unlikely to cause any significant disturbance for now.
But as time goes on, things could get complicated. The two pretended to be calm, but they were actually worried.
Every person is precious, and there is only one unique version in the world.
Emotionally, regardless of whether they are "comrades-in-arms," "superiors and subordinates," or "friends, relatives, or family members," they cannot sever ties.
"Based on our announcement that we will remove the restrictions on the lower city template, free them, and connect them to the upper city, we have already met with 99% opposition from the public." Azhu changed the subject, her voice tinged with sadness.
Feng Tian frowned, kicking a large rock by the roadside. "Is the remaining one percent our own people?"
"That's right..." A-Zhu was also a little embarrassed. The numerical ratio was really too cruel. "But isn't this the extremely bad response we expected?"
"Fortunately, we severed the connection between the lower and upper cities in advance, so now no one from the upper city can wear the eerie skin to cause trouble in the lower city."
"It ensured the safety of the people in the lower city to a certain extent; otherwise, it would definitely be more chaotic there than it is here right now."
Feng Tian agreed with A Zhu's point, "Yes, they can't get any benefits from us and keep getting thwarted. Their frustration is then transferred to the people of the lower city, which will intensify the conflict between the two cities."
The barrier above the sky appeared and disappeared, completely enclosing the entire territory of the upper city.
The outside world they could see through the barrier wall, a world they couldn't escape, was similar to the environment inside the upper city.
But in reality, the world after breaking through the barrier was already overflowing with dark particles.
They squeezed together, completely covering and enveloping the barrier.
The dark particles themselves possess consumption characteristics and strong corrosive abilities, constantly occupying the entire world, and continuously reproducing and fissioning into new particles until there are more and more of them.
Over the years, Upper City, located within the outermost barrier, is actually the most dangerous place in all of the lands.
Once the barrier collapses, the first to suffer and die will be the people of the upper city.
In comparison, the second safest place is the eerie lair, the place where they house their operational models.
The safest place was actually the lower city, which had been placed under numerous restrictions by the old city lord.
To prevent the people of the lower city from escaping, the layers and levels of the entire barrier and sky screen are several degrees higher than those of the upper city.
Feng Tian and the others had not experienced the [Mirror of Past Lives], so naturally they were unaware of these inside stories.
But her intuition made her feel heavy-hearted and depressed, and her eyelids kept twitching restlessly.
"Now that it's cut off, what's the situation in the lower city?" she asked.
"Everything is normal right now, just like usual. Most people are working on the infrastructure. Xing Dazhuang's three nephews are very good at managing people and have arranged things very well," Azhu explained.
"The legacy left to us by the old city lord was very rich. Only after we took over his management system did we realize that there were so many hidden guards secretly monitoring us."
"Yes," Feng Tian replied listlessly. The suppression of the rioting residents in the surrounding area was coming to an end, with corpses lying everywhere.
The street, which had been gradually quieting down, was suddenly filled with exclamations from afar:
"Aaaaaah! The sky has split open!"
"Run! Someone's killing us with falling debris!"
"Help! Where can we run? The old city lord is dead..."