Chapter 709 Audience
"Here they come. They are our reinforcements, the seventh-level Necromancer [Heidasta]!"
Seeing the appearance of the person coming, the flying goldfish slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
In a ball of blue ghost fire that appeared at some unknown time, the black-robed spellcaster holding a pale bone staff stood proudly on the back of a huge bone dragon.
As he stomped his feet lightly, two balls of emerald green ghost fire suddenly became blazing in the empty eye sockets of the huge bone dragon. Then, it opened its bony mouth to the sky and roared silently.
The invisible and intangible soul sound instantly swept the entire battlefield, causing all the professionals present to turn pale and their spirits to be shocked to varying degrees.
"No matter how many times, I feel cold all over when I see His Excellency Heidasta. Fortunately, he is on our side."
Rubbing the goose bumps on his arms, Yingji Changkong shuddered.
At any time, when facing these real high-level professionals, you can feel the huge aura of oppression.
That was a completely different sense of crisis from when they faced the chief guest [Inmo] before. It was like being blown by the cold wind of winter, and it was chilling and piercing to the bone.
Even without the panel information prompt, they could feel how powerful the other party was.
They could not make any moves that would make the other party hostile, otherwise, they would 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 guard team's attention, Yingji Changkong and Feixiang Jinyu suddenly broke out, briefly trapped the city guard captain who had lost his heart, and then quickly slipped away.
The task of attracting attention has been completed, so next, it is time for them to move freely and reap the benefits.
Solving the enemy can get military merits and drops, and exploring the castle or other important building areas in the city can obtain rare equipment and high-quality materials and props and other precious materials.
Except that they cannot slaughter civilians at will, they have no restrictions on their actions.
Time is running out, and the two quickly headed towards a noble manor in the city that they had already eyed.
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“It has begun, the prologue of the troubled times——”
When the rebels began to act, Avis stood alone in the darkness of the top room of the stone tower, staring at the burning city below, as if he was watching the opening of an epic stage play.
Unlike what the two players imagined, Avis did not flee, nor did he make any moves, but simply watched everything happen.
As for the Thirteenth Prince, he temporarily arranged for a clone to follow him and pretended to be loyal to protect the prince. Not seeking merit, but seeking no fault.
For this grand opera performed tonight on the stage of the Federation, he was not an actor in the play, but an audience.
At the same time, in Avis's hand, a black and red eye quietly opened, and a strange sense of comfort and relaxation even flashed in the depths of his eyes.
In its eyes, with the unrest in the city, the extremely strong black desire power quickly spread, and even the two moons in the night sky were covered with 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 can never be so vividly reflected as during the war.
The members of the Spark Resistance Organization in Frost Lake City are actually not only those who have sneaked into the city lord's mansion. There are more ordinary resistance members with weaker strength inside the city.
At the beginning of the action, they also rose up, besieged the mansions and manors of the nobles and wealthy businessmen in the city, and raided and occupied the city walls to create riots.
Although due to the action program of the Spark Organization, they did not interfere with the civilians. However, the fact that the rebels did not rob civilians does not mean that other thieves and villains in the city will not do it.
While the city guards and the Spark Organization were fighting fiercely, these people sneaked into the civilian residential area and burned, killed and looted.
The noble manor was a difficult target, and it was also the target of the Spark Organization. Those ordinary civilians became soft persimmons that were easy to pinch.
After all, although a family could not rob much money, it could not resist the accumulation of a little, and there was no danger. As long as you are diligent enough, you can still get a rich harvest in the end.
Seeing the looting gains of these people, even some mercenaries who were originally behaving honestly began to have other thoughts.
In this regard, although some righteous professionals and players tried to stop it, there were too many such incidents and they could not handle it at all.
As for the people of the Spark Organization, they would only arrange personnel to manage public security after completely occupying the city.
On the one hand, it was because they were unable to divide their troops, and on the other hand, it was because they could only help people who were rescued after they experienced despair first, so that the rescued people would remember their kindness.
At the same time, with the appearance of the seventh-level necromancer Hedasta, the thirteenth prince and his party also encountered a crisis.
Under the command of the black knight with blue flames in his eyes, the endless skeleton army surrounded the thirteenth prince and the people around him.
The huge bone dragon carrying the necromancer descended from the sky
The seventh-level combat power is not in the team around the thirteenth prince. Even the bone dragon alone is enough to challenge the city guard commander around the thirteenth prince.
"I can spare the lives of those who surrender within one minute. The rest will become members of my Skeleton Army."
Looking down coldly at the Thirteenth Prince and others below, the Undead Mage 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 couldn't stand the pressure, howled and ran towards the undead army, and then was restrained by two skeletons with magic shackles.
With the first leader, many other people who wanted to surrender couldn't help it, and fled to the opposite side and surrendered.
"Your Highness..."
Looking at this scene, the commander of the city guards hesitated.
"..."
But the thirteenth prince didn't make any move, just quietly watching many of his men flee.
Then, his eyes turned to Anvis, who was also standing quietly behind him on the right.
"Sir Inmo, aren't you going to escape?"
"I don't think there will be any good end, Your Highness Thirteen."
Hearing the prince's question, Anvis answered casually.
Among all the people in the audience, he was the one with the least psychological pressure.
"...Unfortunately, time is up."
Soon, a minute passed, and seeing that the number of people in the prince's team was only a small half of the original, Hedasta slowly spoke, with a look of indifference from the dead to the living.
"Then, everyone, please get on the road!"
As he spoke, the many undead armies 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 was any abnormal movement, they would immediately be hit by thunder.
Facing the enemy getting closer and closer, the expression of the thirteenth prince suddenly showed a strange calmness.
"That's it, Hedasta!"
In an instant, an extremely violent magical aura suddenly emanated 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 saw some monster.
The aura of the thirteenth prince reached the eighth level, and the intensity was even close to the peak of the eighth level!
"This feeling... is it you?!"
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