Lord: I have built a witch's sanctuary.

Chapter 21 What if one is born sinful

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The explosion was deafening, and the city wall beneath our feet trembled violently.

Those crimson flying insects are actually enhanced versions of the second-tier "Living Snowflakes".

Just like how a large number of locusts can cause a locust plague.

When the snow season arrives, live snowflakes can turn into snow disasters.

Compared to the living snowflakes that usually only attack by biting, these red living snowflakes are not only more ferocious, but also possess the ability to self-destruct and perish together with their enemies.

The frost sacs within each one reversed their attributes, transforming from ice-attribute magic to a more violent fire-attribute magic.

They are like high-explosive grenades with wings. Once they come into contact with any obstacle, whether it is a rock, a human body or a magical shield, the fire element within them will instantly become unbalanced, causing a violent secondary explosion.

"Damn it! These bugs are insane!"

Victor unleashed a sword strike with his aura, shredding a dozen or so flying insects in the air.

But more and more live snowflakes kept crashing into it.

"Boom!"

A burst of fire exploded in front of him, and Victor groaned as the shockwave blew him over, sending him crashing heavily into the wooden house behind him.

His makeshift, secondhand armor was riddled with craters from the explosions, and blood streamed down his forehead, obscuring his vision.

"Don't stop! Keep attacking!"

Lorraine's voice remained frighteningly calm, as if devoid of any emotional fluctuation.

But his hands, hidden in his sleeves, were already clenched tightly.

He is waiting.

Waiting for the mastermind behind the laughter last night.

That high-level being who can command wolf packs and possesses wisdom.

But no.

There is no commander tonight, only these crimson, living snow calamities that exist purely for destruction.

He understood why the woman who had made that mocking laugh yesterday hadn't come.

Even that woman probably wouldn't want to face these irrational, self-destructing living snowflakes.

"I'll intensify the attack immediately, young master!"

Even with a Heart of Flame and a perfect Spirit Origin, it was still extremely difficult for Anna to handle the full power consumption of six Lava Watchtowers.

Anna's face was deathly pale; it was clear that she had exhausted too much of her magic.

Six lava watchtowers spewed out scorching flames, weaving a dense web of death in the air.

Countless flying insects were ignited and exploded in the air, turning into dazzling yet deadly fireworks.

But the number of insects was simply too great.

They are like conscious liquids, searching for every crack in the defenses.

"Sizzle sizzle..."

The newly built, once impregnable gray-white city wall began to groan under the continuous explosions.

The permafrost is thawing, and the bone meal is disintegrating.

Especially the side closest to the southern farmland.

That was the weakest point in the city wall, because the underground magic nodes were mainly supplied to Olivia, who was awakening, and the wall's defensive capabilities had been greatly reduced.

"not good!"

Lorraine's pupils suddenly contracted.

He saw a group of deep red beetles, noticeably larger than he had been, bypassing the fire net in front of him like precision-guided missiles, their eyes fixed on the weak section of the wall.

Olivia's life now belongs to more than just herself.

Because during the moment of upheaval, the lord's talents cannot be used, meaning he cannot immediately repair the damaged city walls.

Once the breach widens, the raging living snow will quickly flood into the camp, killing everyone with explosions.

Only by waiting for Olivia to awaken can we possibly mend the gaps created by the living snowballs.

"Stop them! Victor!"

"Cough cough... We can't get through! There are too many bugs here!"

Victor had just gotten up when another wave of explosions pinned him down, preventing him from lifting his head.

Anna was focused on maintaining the fire net on the front and had no time to spare.

"boom!!!"

A deafening roar.

The wall finally gave way and collapsed, creating a two-meter-wide gap.

The crimson swarm of insects instantly found the outlet, emitting a chilling buzzing sound, and surged wildly into the gap.

And directly behind that gap.

Olivia is still planted in the ground!

Only her head was visible, her eyes were closed, and she emitted a faint green glow. She was at the most crucial moment of the awakening ceremony and was completely unaware of the dangers outside.

If we let those self-destructing bugs rush in, even just one of them...

This future "Fertile Earth Mother" will turn into a pile of charcoal!

"Olivia!"

Lorraine wanted to rush over, but his command post was too far away, and several stray insects were swooping down on him in a suicidal attack.

That's too late.

Is everything going to end?

Just then, a small, thin figure suddenly rushed out from the shadows on the side.

It's Leila.

She wasn't holding the lightweight crossbow in her hand.

Instead, he dragged a heavy wooden staff with a green gemstone inlaid at the top.

That is the "Guardian of the Sacred Tree".

These were spoils of war captured from the battlefield last night. Lorraine casually stuck them by the edge of the farmland, intending to give them to Olivia when she woke up.

To ordinary people, this staff is just a heavy fire poker.

But at this moment, Leila relied on it as her only support.

"Don't...go over there!"

The girl's voice was choked with sobs, yet it conveyed a hysterical resolve.

She rushed to the gap and stood in front of Olivia, who was planted in the ground.

Faced with the swarming crimson insects, she was like an ant trying to stop a tsunami.

"Get out of here!!!"

With her eyes closed, Lyra used all her strength to swing the heavy staff and smash it hard against the insect that was charging at the front.

There's no particular method or structure.

There are no special techniques involved.

It's just pure, barbaric, random swinging.

"Bang!"

A flying insect was knocked away.

"Bang!"

Another one.

Leila felt like her arm was about to break; her hand was split open, and blood stained the handle of her cane.

But there were too many insects.

An insect that slipped through the net bypassed the staff's swing and slammed into Lyra's left arm.

A flash of red light.

"boom!"

The violent explosion instantly engulfed the small, thin figure.

"ah--!!!"

A piercing scream echoed through the night sky.

Lyra was blasted backward and crashed heavily into the dirt next to Olivia.

Her left arm...

It has disappeared.

Only a charred limb remained on the ground, blood gushing out like a fountain, splattering onto Olivia's sleeping face.

pain.

The pain was excruciating, like having your bones ripped out.

Laila's vision went black for a moment, and her consciousness began to blur.

"Is it... still not working...?"

"I really am... a piece of trash..."

Tears mixed with mud and blood flowed into his mouth.

But she didn't see it.

When her blood splattered on the "Guardian of the Sacred Tree" gem, on Olivia's face, and seeped into the soil of this enchanted farmland.

Beneath the once-dead frozen ground, the earth is slowly surging.

It was as if some enormous creature was awakening.