Who hid My Corpse!-Chapter 260: Eighty-one, then I am your thousand troops and ten thousand horses.

Chapter 260: Eighty-one, then I am your thousand troops and ten thousand horses.

Chaos, pure chaos.

For the people of Lyra City, this was undoubtedly a night they would never forget.

In the early part of the night, they were joyously celebrating, ready to welcome the new era and bid farewell to the Old God.

But in the latter half, everything changed.

The fireworks had ended, yet the fire did not cease. It continued to burn wildly, but what it consumed was not gunpowder; it was the flesh of Lyra’s people and their absurd, frenzied fantasies.

They watched helplessly as gear trains collided one after another on the tracks, as prosthetic limbs uncontrollably killed their owners, and as people ablaze with fire rushed out of the rubble, only to fall to the ground with agonized screams.

Everything unfolded as if it were the end of the world.

Yet, just earlier in the night, there was a future filled with hope.

Under such despair and fear, the people of Lyra instinctively turned to their spiritual anchor of thousands of years—the Sky Tower.

This tower built the city; this tower brought order and stability.

But now, as everything crumbled, the people once again leaned towards the tower, driven by instinct.

It wasn’t until they drew near that they realized the ancient tower, which had stood unshakable for millennia, was now tottering in the approaching dawn light, as if it could collapse at any moment.

“Back! Back!”

Chamos screamed till his throat was raw, howling at the crowd that surged like a tidal wave.

“Don’t go any further!”

The reassembled Bone Knights attempted to form a human barrier, but their bodies seemed too thin in the face of such enormous numbers, like a piece of paper that could be punctured at any moment.

But they had no choice; they had to hold their ground and prevent the people from advancing.

Because they were well aware of the situation inside the Sky Tower.

Their revered Bishop of the Sky Tower had gone mad.

Whether he was mad in spirit or not was uncertain, but his actions were that of madness.

He had turned into a Monster even more terrifying than the Abyss, dispatching a full contingent of Devil Knights in an instant.

So obviously, if these unarmed civilians were to rush in, the consequences would be unimaginable.

But facing a crowd of this magnitude was far too difficult for them; even if they shouted themselves hoarse, only those in the front could hear, and it was futile because those behind could not. Those at the back would still desperately push forward, sweeping the people in front into the soon-to-collapse Sky Tower like waves crashing ashore.

“Where’s the Devil’s Army?” A squad leader shouted at Chamos in exasperation, “Where are they?!”

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“On their way,” Chamos could only shout back, feeling as if his voice was aflame like burning paper, “They’re facing big troubles too and are doing their best to get here.”

“I just hope they arrive before we’re trampled to death by these people!” said the squad leader, “Why do they keep moving forward?! Can’t they see the Sky Tower is already in trouble?!”

…Yes, why indeed keep pushing forward?

Chamos cast another glance at the people surging like a tidal flood before him, his expression complicated.

As a Bone Knight, he was different from most citizens of Lyra; he had visited other churches and had seen the customs and manners of different regions, gaining some understanding of the outside world.

But most citizens of Lyra had not.

In their eyes, the world was simple, consisting purely of Lyra City and the wastelands beyond.

So when such an accident occurred, they didn’t think to flee outward but instinctually gravitated towards the Sky Tower, the most dangerous place.

For the majority of the citizens of Lyra, the Sky Tower was the safest and most important sanctuary—leaving Lyra was nearly an unthinkable option in their minds.

All one had to do was leave the city to be safe from any of this, but no one thought to flee.

It was a disaster… as if tailor-made for Lyra.

“Damn it, what are you thinking!” another captain’s roar snapped Chamos out of his daze, “Your hands are about to let go!”

Chamos noticed that his grip on the other person was about to be swept away by the crowd.

“We can’t go on like this!” Chamos shouted back to the other captain, “We must find a way to let them know this place isn’t safe, that the safest option is to leave the city!”

“I agree with you! So how do we make them aware?!”

Before Chamos could answer, he saw a Bone Knight finally overwhelmed and knocked to the ground by the crowd. Dozens of people trampled over his body in an instant, as they rushed madly towards the Sky Tower.

The Bone Knight was silent in a moment.

“Damn it! Cotton!!” The fallen Bone Knight was this captain’s subordinate; the scene before him nearly shattered his teeth with rage, “You beasts…”

Before he could finish, they heard a series of muffled thuds.

They immediately turned their heads, only to see those dozens of people, who had made it to the front of the Sky Tower, suddenly bursting apart like punctured balloons, their organs scattering in all directions.

Everyone was stunned.

And then they saw the Sky Tower shaking even more violently, countless fragments breaking free from the top.

Like a beating embryo.

Or like an enormous egg about to hatch.

…

Pain,

such agony.

Oliver felt as if his soul was being torn apart.