late at night.
City of Holy Grace.
west.
At the western city wall more than ten kilometers away from [Western Frontier Corps] and [Forward Camp No. 7].
Looking upstairs, a drowsy scout was suddenly awakened by a burst of noisy movement.
"Um?"
"What happened?"
The scout stood up in a daze and walked to the lookout.
Then activate the skill: [Eye of the Wind Spirit].
He is a very typical [auxiliary] character, majoring in investigation.
Most of the auxiliary players responsible for reconnaissance are [Assassins], and he is no exception.
This type of assassin gives up the high burst damage that they could originally possess, and spends most of their [Skill Points] on mobility and vision capabilities.
And such a career path choice can indeed bring them closer to the position of a supporting role.
So after [Eagle Eye] was turned on, the scout quickly observed the source of the movement and sound.
"Fuck..."
"That is……"
The scout's eyes widened immediately, and he couldn't help but gasp wildly.
Normally I might just talk casually.
But this time, what he sucked in was really cold air.
——Because the one who comes is [Ancient Prison Breath].
Scout couldn't believe her eyes.
He blinked quickly, rubbed it hard a few more times, and turned the [Wind Spirit Eye] skill on and off several times.
Only then was he convinced that he had read it correctly.
——The person walking at the forefront of that menacing army was none other than Ancient Prison Breath.
And the mighty group of creatures following behind him——
They are all [Dead Souls]!
"How can it be……"
The scout's face suddenly turned pale:
"Isn't that the ancient prison breath?"
"The down-and-out mage who was exiled and imprisoned in [Kassadin] for violating a taboo more than ten years ago..."
"How could it be him?"
The scout was completely panicked.
It has been more than fifty years since the birth of the [Holy Spirit] world.
so.
Most of the players are aware of this [incident] that happened in the Principality of Orenst.
And Gu Yuxi was the most crucial figure in that [big incident].
But if he remembered correctly, as early as ten years ago, the [incident] related to the ancient prison had been settled long ago.
And the hero who went out with the Holy Grace Crusade and "killed" the Ancient Prison Breath has now become the Duke of the Principality of Orenst.
Logically speaking, those past stories and memories should have been sealed in the dust of time.
But now——
Those histories were repeated on stage again.
"It's over..."
"Hurry, it's too late..."
The scout didn't hesitate anymore.
After a brief fright, he was extremely frightened and began to issue an emergency message to the [Western Regiment] Central Committee:
"The Western City Wall, at coordinates (182121, 299212)..."
"It has been detected that a large-scale legion is rapidly approaching the Holy Grace City, and it is suspected that it is preparing to launch an attack..."
"Discovering an extremely high-risk target in the opponent's formation——"
"No. 66 on the list of forbidden criminals in the Principality of Orinster——"
"Necromancer, Ancient Hell Breath!"
For the first time ever.
Scout broke out with the fastest hand speed he has had in so many years of being single.
He has deeply realized the seriousness of the matter.
Ancient Prison Breath is not a fuel-efficient lamp.
A few years ago, whenever there was an ancient hell breath, it would be inevitably accompanied by a series of big and small [things].
But this time, the situation is completely visible.
Perhaps it will be much more difficult than every time in previous years.
Thinking of this, the scout felt a rather ominous premonition in his heart.
…
…
It's late at night.
The hour hand has pointed beyond the zero point.
At this moment, it is the dead of night, when everything is silent.
Within the [Western Base], senior personnel were summoned urgently and sat together in the tactical conference hall, talking intensely.
"Everyone, have you seen the coordinates sent by the frontline [investigators]?"
A senior staff member said excitedly:
"(182121, 299212)!"
"I guess you don't need to say anything more about the coordinate information of this location, right?"
No one present raised any objection.
Yes, that's right.
In the [Western Territory Corps], as long as they are not the lowest level soldier or general, basically no one does not know what it means.
——This is the weakest point on the west wall of [Holy Grace City].
When the city walls of Holy Grace City were first built, they were injected with a strengthening spell that could greatly increase their sturdiness.
It was not until later that a [big incident] of [Monster Attacking the City] broke out in the western suburbs of [Saint Grace City].
And in that [major incident], a piece of the west city wall was destroyed in the fierce battle.
The spells cast on it will naturally become ineffective.
The coordinates of the destroyed part of the city wall are exactly (182121, 299212).
After the ancient prison incident, the Duke ordered the city wall to be repaired.
But it is very regrettable.
The player who once cast a strengthening spell on the city wall was an old mage who was the president of the Mage Association at the time.
However, decades have passed and the old mage has passed away long ago.
So until later, the city wall was indeed repaired, but the spell could not be repaired.
The Duke and [Saint Grace City] have not thought of adding a new spell.
But firstly, different spells will have some mutually exclusive reactions, and secondly, there is currently no second master player who specializes in this area of spells like the old mage.
So this matter has been shelved ever since.
In the end, the location of the coordinates (182121, 299212) became confidential information.
No one has the right to know this information except high-level personnel within official organizations who hold certain powers.
And now——
This information seems to have been leaked by someone unknown.
Otherwise, it would be absolutely impossible for [Ancient Prison Breath] to appear in this position impartially.
There is absolutely no such thing as a coincidence in this world.
"Who did this?!"
Someone said loudly and excitedly:
"Go crazy!"
"Once the west city wall is attacked, a new [big event] will follow!"
"All of us are responsible. Not to mention our jobs, whether we can keep our heads in the future is still a question!"
After a long moment of silence.
Someone said with a slightly trembling voice:
"It's difficult. Could it be that..."
"yes……"
"It's him?"
