"Here they come, that's our reinforcement, the seventh-level necromantic school mage [Black Dasta]!"
Seeing the appearance of the visitor, the flying goldfish slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
In a ball of blue fire that appeared at an unknown moment, a black-robed spellcaster holding a pale bone staff stood coldly and proudly on the back of a huge bone dragon.
As he lightly stomped his feet, two groups of emerald green fire suddenly became blazing in the empty eye sockets of the huge bone dragon. Then, it looked up to the sky, opened its big bone-white mouth, and let out a silent roar.
The invisible voice of the soul swept across the entire battlefield in an instant, causing the faces of all professionals present to turn pale instantly, and their spirits to be impacted to varying degrees.
"No matter how many times I see Lord Hedasta, I will feel chilled all over. Fortunately, he is on our side."
He rubbed the goosebumps on his arms and shuddered in the sky.
No matter at any time, when facing these real high-level professionals, you can feel the huge pressure of the aura.
It was a completely different sense of crisis than when they faced the chief guest [Yin Mo] before. It was like being blown by the cold wind of winter, biting and biting directly into the soul.
They can feel how powerful the other party is without even needing a panel message prompt.
You cannot do anything that would make the other party hostile, otherwise, you will die.
When they were low-level professionals, they had never felt this way when facing those mid-level professionals.
Taking advantage of the temporary diversion of the City Guards team's attention, a sudden burst of flying goldfish struck the sky, briefly trapping the disheartened City Guards team leader, and then quickly escaped.
The task of attracting attention has been completed, so next, it is time for them to move freely to reap benefits.
You can get military merits and drops by eliminating enemies, explore castles or other important building areas in the city, and obtain precious materials such as rare equipment and high-quality materials and props.
There are no restrictions on their movements except that they cannot kill civilians at will.
Time was running out, and the two quickly headed towards a noble manor in the city that they had been eyeing.
.….….
"It has begun, the prelude to troubled times——"
When the rebels began to take action, Avis stood alone in the darkness of the room on the top floor of the stone tower, staring at the burning city below, as if he was enjoying the opening of an epic stage play.
Unlike what the two players imagined, Anvis did not escape or take any action, but simply watched everything happen.
As for the Thirteenth Prince, he temporarily arranged for a clone to follow him, pretending to be a loyal protector of the Prince. Don’t seek merit, but seek no faults.
For this grand opera performed on the federal stage tonight, he is not an actor in the play, but an audience.
At the same time, in Anvis's hand, a black-red eye quietly opened, and a strange feeling of comfort and relaxation even flashed deep in the eyes.
In its gaze, along with the turmoil in the city, the power of black desire that was so intense that it could not be further spread quickly spread out. Even the twin moons in the night sky were cast in a thick black and red color!
This is a concentration that has never been reached at any time before. The dark side of human nature has never been so vividly displayed as during the war.
In fact, the members of the Spark Resistance Organization in Frost Lake City are not the only ones who have infiltrated the city lord's palace. There are also more weak ordinary resistance members inside the city.
At the beginning of the operation, they also rose up, besieging the mansions and manors of the nobles and wealthy businessmen in the city, and raided and occupied the city walls, causing riots.
Although due to the Spark Organization's action plan, they did not interfere with civilians. However, just because the rebels don't rob civilians, it doesn't mean that other thieves and villains in the city won't do it either.
While the city guards were fighting fiercely with people from the Spark Organization, these people sneaked into civilian residential areas and burned, killed and looted wantonly.
The idea of aristocratic manor was a thorny one, and it was also the target of people from the Spark Organization. Those ordinary civilians became soft persimmons.
After all, although the family can't steal much money, they can't accumulate a small amount into a big sum, and there is no danger. As long as you work hard enough, you can still get rich enough rewards in the end.
Seeing the harvest of these people's plunder, even some mercenaries who were originally doing their duty began to have other thoughts.
Although there are some righteous professionals and players who try to stop this, the number of such things happening is so great that they cannot be controlled at all.
As for the people of the Spark Organization, they will only arrange for manpower to manage public security after the city is completely occupied.
On the one hand, it is because they are unable to divide their troops, and on the other hand, it is because only by letting people experience despair first and then helping them can the rescued people remember their kindness.
At the same time, with the emergence of the seventh-level necromancer Heidasta, the Thirteenth Prince and his party also encountered a crisis.
Under the leadership of the Black Knight with blue flames emanating from his eyes, an endless army of skeletons surrounded the Thirteenth Prince and the people around him.
The huge bone dragon descended from the sky carrying the Necromancer
The seventh-level combat power was not found in the team around the Thirteenth Prince. Even the dispatch of the bone dragon alone was enough to challenge the commander of the city guards around the Thirteenth Prince.
"Anyone who surrenders within one minute, I can let him live. The rest will become a member of my Bone Army."
Looking down indifferently at the thirteen princes and others below, the necromancer on the dragon's back spoke hoarsely.
"I...your highness, I'm sorry, I don't want to die!"
Soon, someone in the prince's team could not withstand the pressure, collapsed and howled and ran towards the undead army, and was then restrained by two skeletons wearing magic shackles.
"My Healing Game"
With the first leader in charge, many others who wanted to surrender suddenly couldn't bear it anymore and fled to the opposite side and took the initiative to capture them.
"His Royal Highness Prince……"
Seeing this scene, the city guard commander hesitated to speak.
"..."
But the Thirteenth Prince didn't make any move, he just watched quietly as many of his subordinates fled.
Then, he turned his eyes to Anvis, who was also standing quietly behind him on his right.
"Your Excellency Yinmo, aren't you ready to escape?"
"I don't think that will end well, Your Highness Thirteenth."
Hearing the prince's question, Anvis answered casually.
Among all the people present, he was the one with the least psychological pressure.
"…Unfortunately, time has ended."
Soon, a minute passed. Seeing that the number of princes was only half of the original number, Black Dasta spoke slowly, his eyes showing the indifference of the dead to the living.
"Then, please get on your way!"
Following his words, numerous undead legions below immediately began to surround him.
At the same time, in the prince's team, the sixth-level Anvis and the city guard commander could feel that they had been locked in a creepy sense of crisis. Once there is any change, there will be a thunderous strike immediately.
Facing the enemy who was getting closer and closer, the thirteenth prince's expression suddenly showed a strange calmness.
"That's it, Black Dasta!"
In an instant, an extremely violent magical aura suddenly emitted from the prince's body!
The city guard commander and Anvis's clone turned their heads to look at him in disbelief, as if they had seen some kind of monster.
The aura on the 'Thirteenth Prince' has suddenly reached the eighth level, and its intensity is even close to the peak of the eighth level!
"This feeling...is it you?!"
