597 – Inn
Two hours later.
The City Lord's residence was within sight.
After avoiding several Demon Spider Race patrols of experts, the two rapidly neared the City Lord's residence.
But everything they could see in their vision caused the hearts of the two people to become heavy.
"It seemed like this place still could not be spared." Ye Qingyu sighed.
In the past, the City Lord's residence was the most luxurious and affluent place in the entire Flowing Light City. It was also the place with the highest authority, like it was a divine palace. It represented the greatest glory and power of Flowing Light City, it was the center of the governing party. On the two sides of the residence was the residences of the sects and major powers within Flowing Light City, incomparably glorious.
But right now, all the flourishing wealth and glory had turned into ashes and rubble.
It was the cornerstone of the Flowing Light City of the past. It stood like a palace, presenting a dazzling sight. The City's Lord residence that stood like an Imperial building, right now was a swathe of rubble and destruction.
Under some collapsed walls, they could see some small demon dogs that were currently tearing at the corpses of some humans the Demon Spider Race soldiers had thrown away.
Amidst the bones and flesh being ingested, there were some maggots and worms that were currently moving.
In the skies.
There were some bloody eyed vultures that were currently looking down onto those scattered corpses of the humans that had been killed. There were some that dived down to eat some pieces, and swallowed the corpses the Demon Race soldiers had casually thrown away.一
Apart from this, in this ruin of bricks and tiles, there were rows upon rows of punishment pillars towering above. On the pitch black peak of these punishment pillars, there were countless heads and tattered corpses hanging on it. They were all of dead humans, and there were at least ten thousand heads. These bodies belonged to people of all sort of ages. Someone witnessing such a brutal and cruel scene could not help but shiver.
Amongst these heads, apart from the brave warriors of the Human Race who fought against the Demon Spider Race, there were a proportion of it that belonged to some old people as well as some innocent young children as well as young women.
What caused Ye Qingyu and Hu Bugui to be taken aback was that apart from the soldiers of the Demon Spider Race that were entrenched outside the City Lord's residence, there were also some human nobles as well as their forces that were patrolling around.
These human experts had a black and red spider marking on their arms. Evidently they had already given up and seeked refuge amongst the Demon Spider Race, betraying their own race.
Those traitors that knew no shame were even shouting and cursing, loudly advertising the graciousness of the Demon Spider Race.
There was a shred of killing intent that flashed by in Ye Qingyu's eyes.
For those people to become the dogs of the enemy in such a dangerous moment, changing their sides as soon as the wind changed. To please the Demon Spider Race, they even cursed and shouted at their human comrades. For those people, it was not too much even if they were trod upon by over a thousand people. Ye Qingyu had already judged them in his own heart. No matter what, once he had obtained the news and information he wanted, he must absolutely exterminate these people.
"Do you see, this is the consequence of resisting against the divine race."
"Every single person up there deserves to die, because they dared to fight against the almighty divine Demon Spider Race."
"Everyone of you be a little more honest. If I hear one bad word about the Demon Spider divine race, then I'll kill that person.“
Those traitors were frantically hooting, like a bunch of jackals without spines baring their teeth. It was absolutely repulsive.
Ye Qingyu stood far away, carefully remembering each and every one of their faces.
“I recognise that person…"
Hu Bugui suddenly opened his mouth, his eyes fixated on a pole.
Ye Qingyu turned his eyes towards where he was looking at.
It was the head of a young man. The right side of his skull had been cut apart, and his face was filled with blade wounds as well as burn marks.
"This is Lie Fengxing, one of the leaders from Honour Hall. He wa a true hero…"
There was a trace of respect that flashed in Hu Bugui's eyes, his figure solemn.
He continuously recognized the heads of several warriors and officers among them. They were all famous, loyal, and brave warriors of Flowing Light City.
Ye Qingyu stood silently by the side. Through Hu Bugui's gaze, he examined them one by one.
When those corpses were alive, they had spent their last breaths to fight to the end. They were brave warriors who had struggled to their last breaths without surrendering.
Their broken heads that were filled with wounds were a sharp contrast, like clouds being contrasted against mud, when compared to those shameless and despicable people outside the ruins.
"They should not receive such treatment. Even if they died in battle, they should be buried in the ground," Hu Bugui said lightly.
"That's right, I must bury them." Ye Qingyu's eyes gradually became decisive.
There was a raging fire burning in their hearts as they walked towards the ruins.
……
The ruins of the City Lord's residence.
"Hahaha… tomorrow is the day that those trash that dare resist against the divine might of the Demon Spider army dies!"
"It's young master Chen that had such foresight. You made us immediately surrender and seek the Demon Spider army after the city had been broken through. After handing out the maps of Flowing Light City as well as the treasures of the family, the Demon Spider Race did not kill us and even gave us such heavy responsibility. It was you that made them give us such good treatment.“
A person that had a sneaky face, with a massive black mole on the corner of his eyes, had a face of flattery.
The so called young master Chen was a young man that seemed to be around twenty years of age. He had white clothes, and his face was exceedingly handsome, with a somewhat scholarly aura. Right now, he had a fan that he was lightly using in his hands, his face filled with self pride. His aura was exceedingly sinister, and did not seem like a good person just from first impressions.
There were several other traitors that were loudly laughing, echoing what the others said.
"Haha, thats right, that's right. We're not like those idiots. If you don't even have your life, what right do you have of speaking about taking vengeance."
"There are not even a hundred people that remains that are still firmly resisting. Haha, tomorrow we will completely take care of them. We'll place their heads above these pillars, and we'll see if anyone dares to lightly make the decision to resist against the divine Demon Spider army.“
There were several other people with marks on their arms that came over, there faces filled with a vicious pride.
Ye Qingyu and Hu Bgui had already neared at this time.
But after hearing the words between these two people, the footsteps of the two suddenly stopped. They exchange a glance, But by looking at each other's eyes, they realized what the other was planning. They temporarily suppressed the urge to act.
After a slight hesitation, the two remained silent, and turned around to leave.
They did not act, because they had heard that there were still some heroes, humans that were still resisting, that were being imprisoned.
Such news was the best news that they had received so far.
There was no need to rush in terms of burying those brave warriors, or taking care of these scum who had betrayed the Human Race. What was most pressing was to rescue those heroes that had been imprisoned. Otherwise, if he acted and alarmed the Demon Spider Race, then those brave warriors of the Human Race that were still imprisoned would most likely meet with misfortune.
To prevent them from disturbing the grass and startling the snake, they both chose to temporarily endure.
"Let's first go and find a place with more people and settle down, then go and obtain more information," Hu Bugui advised.
Ye Qingyu nodded his head.
Since it was like this, they could only follow such a path.
At this time, there was an inn that was not far away, still functioning, and that attracted their attention.
Ye Qingyu gave a glance to the signboard that was somewhat broken and fractured, casually tossed aside by the entrance of the inn.
[Heading South Inn].
"En? The last time I came to Flowing Light City, I also came here. Who would have thought it was still in business?"
Ye Qingyu was somewhat surprised.
He had some impression of this inn. All the furniture and arrangements of this store was facing south, and was somewhat special.
In the past, the business of this inn was extremely busy. Because it was near the City Lord's residence, all that came here were either nobles or important people, rich guests who did not lack for wealth.
At this time, there were thirty or forty refugees that were gathered at the entrance to the inn. Their eyes were all dispirited and lackluster, their face yellow and malnourished, their clothes tattered. Every one of these refugee had bowls of all different sizes, hoping that after the inn closed down for the day, the owner would spare them some leftover food and rice.
But at this time, there was a young server that came from the inn, bringing some left over foods that he gave to the refugees.
"The owner of this inn has a good heart." On Ye Qingyu's face, there was a shred of warmth that rarely appeared.
On the way, he had seen far too many scenes of brutality and violence. It caused Ye Qingyu's mood to become extremely poor. But seeing the scene in front of the inn, it made him suddenly feel that the Human Race still had hope.
In this world, perhaps there were many heinous people, perhaps there were many many heinous people. But there would absolutely also be kind people.
Such as those heroes who had died resisting.
Such as the owner of this inn, as well as this young server.
After a brief thought, Ye Qingyu said, "Why don't we first settle down in this inn. There’s a decent number of people, so it's convenient for us to obtain news. Then we can save the people tomorrow.”
Hu Bugui nodded in agreement.
The two came to the inn, and the young server came out, passionately receiving them.
The two guests settled down in the hall of the inn, and ordered two bowls of noodles.
"Guests, your faces are a little unfamiliar." A young and beautiful woman, her aura gentle, came out from behind the counter of the manager. Carrying a jar of wine, she placed it on their table with a smile.
She should be the owner of this inn.
This young owner had thick black hair, with two wild flowers on her hair. A green jade hair pin tightly held the hair behind the back, jade circulating in her eyes like a spring. Her figure was slender, and her moon white dress had a yellow outer robe. There were several faintly pink silhouettes of peaches on her robe, her posture elegant. She was evidently not just some common owner of an inn.
Ye Qingyu opened his mouth, "I did not think the Flowing Light City that was known as the city without night, would have turned like so coming here today."
"The world changes, the world transforms. There is no such thing as an eternal huge city," the young female owner said calmly.
Without knowing why, Ye Qingyu faintly felt there was a shred of caution in her tone.
The food that they ordered was quickly brought to them.
The young owner turned around to leave. Coming to the counter, she said something to another young man by the counter.
The young man that was standing at the counter should also be the owner of the inn. His appearance was elegant, and his looks and aura uncommon. There was three strands of white hair within his black hair, his hand holding a coarse brush that was the length of three fingers. While speaking to the female owner, he had his head lowered, seriously writing something on the bamboo.
In the hall of the inn, apart from Hu Bugui, now there were thirty or forty people. There was even more than imagined. There faces seemed filled with worry, they were discussing matters in a low voice in groups of 2 or 3. They were like birds being scared from a bow, their expressions filled with caution and warning.
Ye Qingyu carefully examined his surroundings. Although everything seemed normal, but he still felt something was not right.
A bolt of lightning flashed by in Ye Qingyu's brain.
He suddenly realized something—
