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"Lord Pangsalili! Something bad has happened..."
Suddenly, several soldiers, with panic on their faces, staggered and ran towards Gerard and Ponsalili.
Their faces were filled with tension and anxiety, and their eyes flashed with deep fear and worry.
"I have heard something about the problem of Anima."
Pangsalili quickly glanced at the busy equipment in front of him. His tone was calm, as if he was explaining something to the soldiers.
"We are trying our best to hopefully find a way to stop this."
However, the soldiers did not seem to be in the mood to listen carefully to Ponsalili's explanation.
They interrupted Ponsalili impatiently, their faces full of anxiety:
"We understand what you are doing, sir. But the situation now cannot be delayed. The thugs in the city are causing chaos everywhere. We urgently need you to personally go and suppress them!"
"Thugs?" Gerard frowned, obviously puzzled and confused by this sudden news. He looked at Ponsalili and then at the soldiers, trying to find some clues from their faces.
The soldiers looked at each other, and one of them scratched his head and said to Gerard with some confusion: "Uh...Excuse me, who are you..."
Pangsalili didn't seem to want to waste time explaining Gerard's identity at this time. He grabbed the soldier and Gerard, with an unquestionable firmness and decisiveness on his face:
"Now is not the time to discuss these unimportant matters! We must act immediately to quell this riot that is about to get out of control!"
After saying that, Pangsalili led the soldiers and Gerard to rush out quickly. Their steps were hurried, as if they were racing against time.
Pangsalili's face was full of determination and resolve. He knew that if the riot was not controlled in time, the consequences would be disastrous.
Not long after, the group hurriedly arrived outside the castle. The scene before them was horrifying. The sky and earth outside the castle seemed to be covered by a thick black curtain. The light became extremely dim and it was almost impossible to see the surrounding objects.
There was a dull and depressing atmosphere in the air, as if foreshadowing the coming of a huge disaster. People's moods also became heavy, and their hearts were filled with anxiety and fear.
At this time, huge rocks began to rain from the sky. These huge rocks fell from the sky like cannonballs and hit the ground, making a series of earth-shaking noises. Every time a huge rock hit the ground, it would cause a violent vibration, making people feel that the whole earth was shaking.
At the same time, dazzling beams of magic power occasionally shot up into the sky from the ground, forming dazzling rays of light that instantly illuminated this dark world.
These beams of light seem to be gushing out from deep underground, containing immense power and majesty, which makes people feel awe. They are like mysterious signals, seeming to convey some information to the outside world, but no one can interpret their meaning.
The residents of the capital had already been frightened to the point of paleness and trembling all over. They fled in panic, trying to escape this horrible disaster. Desperate cries were heard one after another, echoing in the empty streets like a sad and miserable elegy.
"King! Where is our great and wise king?!" Some people shouted at the top of their lungs while fleeing, their voices filled with helplessness and deep despair. However, in this chaotic and noisy moment, the tall and upright figure of the king did not appear in people's sight.
Pangsalili was anxious and worried. He strode forward quickly, grabbed the collar of the soldier guarding the city, and asked angrily, "How many people participated in this riot? Why didn't you notice the abnormal situation in advance?!"
The soldier was almost suffocated by him. He hesitated and stammered for a long time before he stammered and answered hesitantly: "Only... only three people... but..."
"What? There are only three of us?!"
Pangsalili's eyes were as big as copper bells, his face full of disbelief. He stared at the soldier in front of him, his mouth opened so wide that it seemed as if an egg could be stuffed in.
He shook his head desperately, as if trying to wake himself up from this terrible nightmare.
At this moment, another soldier came over. His face was as pale as a piece of white paper and his eyes were filled with deep fear.
His body was shaking uncontrollably, and his voice was filled with fear. "They... they are too powerful! We have no way to resist them! They actually know how to cast magic. That kind of power is far beyond our imagination!"
"Magic?" Hearing these two words, Gerard and Ponsalili were both shocked. They looked at each other and had the same idea in their minds. They leaned over the wall and looked down, trying to see the figures of the three rioters.
"Hahahaha! I, King Doraniger, am here! The magic power of this world will be enjoyed by me alone, and all of it will belong to me! Hahaha!"
At this moment, Natsu was standing proudly on the top of the roof, like a majestic mountain towering into the clouds. He was wearing a jet-black robe and a pair of sharp horns on his head, looking majestic and mysterious.
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