The ground.
So townspeople happened to see the descending fireball, and they were at a loss, just staring blankly.
Among the n originally beating the vassals in a secluded street, one also saw it. He was equally confused, patted his companion’s body, and they together watched the falling fireball.
But for so reason, there was a faint sense of unease in his heart.
The fireball was soon only a few hundred ters from the town, and at this mont, the entire town was dyed red, as if it were in the evening.
This alard the Lord Baron who was indulging in pleasure in the villa.
Curiously, he looked at the fireball falling straight towards him. Widely experienced as he was, he imdiately realized sothing was amiss!
After letting out a startled cry, he pushed away the two won beside him and ran away in a flurry!
He sensed imnse terror from this fireball.
This is Magic! A destructive Magic!
If he didn’t run, he would be dead for sure!
The two won sat on the ground dazed, without the slightest intent to flee, just staring blankly at the falling miniature sun!
Until it made intimate contact with the ground!!
The next mont!
Buzz!!!! Boom!!!!
A strange sound accompanied by a piercing roar!
In the blink of an eye, the fireball expanded and spread!
The flas instantly engulfed the bodies of the two won, their clothes reduced to ashes in an instant, followed by their flesh.
Like thin paper pasted on a human skeleton, blown away piece by piece by the fiery wind! The exposed flesh also dried up in an instant!
They opened their mouths, attempting to scream.
The flas had already penetrated their mouths, noses, eyes, and ears, silencing their cries!
Like burning ragdolls, both won were knocked into the air by the impact! Before reaching the ground, all of their flesh was gone, leaving only bones flying in the sky...
"Help! Soone co! Soone co protect !!"
The Baron heard the roar from behind, his pants instantly dampened, he didn’t even dare to look back, running desperately forward!
But it was still too slow!
The flas and the impact swallowed him, this Baron, just like the two won before, instantly losing his life!
The houses were destroyed and blown away like toy blocks.
Shards of glass, rubble, wood splinters, and so household items from within the houses spread with the shockwave.
Outside the villa, the soldiers in the two-story houses heard the commotion and wanted to co out and see the situation, but were also swept in!
Those soldiers who normally protected the Baron, flaunting their power, were helpless like insects, wailing, screaming, drifting with the shockwave and flas!
The terrifying impact covered, burned, and destroyed all the houses within six to seven hundred ters around the central villa!
Even a thousand ters away, so people were knocked to the ground by the shock, or involuntarily kept retreating until they hit the buildings behind them, barely stopping!
But so unfortunate ones were trapped under the collapsed houses!
The searing hot wind ignited their clothes, and the shrill cries were ceaseless!
When the roar stopped and the shock subsided.
A grayish-brown, dust-filled mushroom cloud kept rising, straight into the sky for hundreds of ters!
The ground was left with only devastation, a few pieces of rubble, and charred planks still burning.
Crackling sounds.
The sky was shrouded in smoke and dust, the air filled with a thick smoky sll, floating with all sorts of dust and debris, even mixed with so unlucky individuals’ bone fragnts...
One after another, humans lay on the ground, moaning incessantly, their faces charred, bodies covered in blood, with broken limbs, looking extrely tragic.
Many villagers from further away rushed over, all stunned by the scene before them, their mouths agape in shock, unable to utter any sound.
The entire town, apart from the sound of burning flas, was only filled with the wails of the wounded.
After quite so ti, a recently arrived villager murmured:
"This... this must be divine punishnt! This is the wrath of the gods! We... have angered the gods! The gods have unleashed divine punishnt!"
As these words fell, many vassals were uneasy, fearing to encounter such a disaster again, imdiately knelt down, continually begging for rcy:
"Oh God! Please forgive us! We are innocent! We have done nothing! Spare our lives!"
"Hmm ~ hahaha ~ divine punishnt! Yes! This is divine punishnt! But this is God punishing that bastard Baron Karl!
Baron Karl, who does not honor the Divine Being, who oppresses the vassals! This is the sin sent down upon him by the Divine Being!
This bastard! He shall definitely descend into the eighteenth level of Hell, beco food for the Devil! Never to be reborn!
We are innocent! Just implicated by that bastard!"
Among the vassals, so laughed like this, laughed and laughed, tears continually flowing.
"Moen! You... you better shut up! If Baron Karl hears, he will have those soldiers capture you! Then you’re done for!"
A vassal kneeling on the ground anxiously stood up, pulling the sleeve of the just-speaking vassal, whispered urgently.
"Hahahaha! Hahahaha! Baron Karl? How could he possibly survive this divine punishnt? At this mont, he is likely nothing more than a pile of ashes, floating in the air!
And his army! His soldiers! They are all finished!
That idiot! Afraid of our revolt, had all soldiers live around his villa! Now see this!
Under divine punishnt, they must have all gone to Hell! We are free now! Free!"
Vassal Moen shouted ecstatically.
He even wanted to run directly to Baron Karl’s villa to take a look, maybe he could see so of his bones?
But before getting close, the terrifying heat forced him back, so he could only watch from afar.
He discovered a huge pit, about twenty to thirty ters in diater, had appeared there. Its center had sunk at least three to four ters.
Waves of hot air kept surging upward, the ground even glowing red, in so places, forming a red gelatinous liquid that only appears when the soil lts.
Also, there were so solidified glass crystal-like objects.
"Divine punishnt! This is true divine punishnt! Damn Baron Karl! Enjoy your journey to Hell!"
Vassal Moen exclaid.
"Help... help ... save ..."
A weak voice sounded.
Vassal Moen turned his head and saw a person trapped under a pile of rubble, he walked over and found this person stark naked, with charred skin and severe burns, a face full of pain.
But, he hadn’t died?
"Save ... save ..."
He too saw the vassal and cried out for help.
"You look familiar... I think you’re, you’re Baron Karl’s soldier, right? What luck! You haven’t died instantly in such a situation?
But soon, you just stay here and enjoy your remaining life slowly, you bastard!"
The vassal sneered, spat at the soldier, and finally turned away.
At this ti, those surviving vassals were still kneeling, praying to the gods.
Vassal Moen could only stop them, urging everyone to start searching for other injured vassals.
Despite Baron Karl, his soldiers, and relatives all dying this ti, many innocent vassals in the entire town likewise perished.
Finally, after counting.
This town, with seven or eight hundred people.
In the divine punishnt, nearly four hundred people died!
This was even with extrely wide housing distribution! If it had been slightly denser, it feared that none would have survived!
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