The Rise of the Cemetery

(He Sheng, the great lord of the abyss for the book friend, and thank you for the red envelope that is immortal! The second one will be sent)

The rain was pouring down.

The sleeping city lies dormant beneath your feet!

Most areas in the city are dark and silent, and it can only be roughly judged which urban area they belong to by the rolling dark outlines. In contrast, some city guard posts, aristocratic districts, and high-end consumer areas are still feasting and feasting. Looking down slightly under the dark night sky, there is always a kind of unruly feeling that the earth is under my control.

But in reality, there are really seven of them who are completely black, and even the hunting cloaks behind them are black on the outside and red on the inside, standing motionless in the night sky two to three hundred meters away.

The dense raindrops hit their bodies, but quickly slid down along the silky silk fabric, and mixed into the torrential raindrops under their feet along the corners of the clothing. While the raindrops are falling towards the endless darkness under the feet, a terrible illusion that there is a bottomless abyss under the feet will slowly grow in people's hearts.

The howling wind swayed the scarlet cloak, but the 7 black figures stood proudly in the wind like bronze statues cast in steel, motionless.

Even the deep darkness couldn't completely cover the sudden burst of dou qi in the center of the city, let alone the large area of ​​divine magic radiance that followed it. The violent elemental fluctuations shook the night sky. It can be said that at this moment, the entire city of Hans was alarmed!

"The magician of the Justice Church has already confronted that mind flayer! Necromancer, we are also working hard to lure him to the position where the legendary mercenary is... As for those characters, the hidden means are too strong. Gao Ming, we have no way of knowing their specific whereabouts. Look, should we make a big search?"

It was a black robe at the corner who spoke, and his tone of voice had a strong aristocratic accent. One could imagine that there must be an expression of arrogance and contempt under his dark burqa.

But the one who answered him was the one in the middle of the seven black robes. Hearing the voice, it turned out to be Hera, a female blood sorcerer who hadn't shown her face in the Great Cemetery for a long time.

"No need. Let the little guys down there have enough."

"Hera, the little guys below have come here from Talanta, allowing them to hunt once may recover their energy faster. This will be good for the challenges ahead!" Hera's left hand A high-ranking male blood warlock obviously has a different opinion on this.

"Count Beat, please pay attention to your identity! Next time, remember to use an honorific title for me." Hera stared at the other party dissatisfied: "And, do you think we should show up at this time? Don't forget, At present, only the scouts and little guys of the major forces are playing. Once they are hurt, the next time they will be playing is the old guys of the legendary level! Which legend do you think we can compete with with our blood power? contend?"

"He... respectable Marquis Hera!" The male vampire was obviously still a little dissatisfied: "Then do you think we should hide in the dark and do nothing? Or just like before, secretly throwing A whistleblower letter? Then what are we doing here?"

"This is not a secular war, Earl Beate. The scale of the war in front of us is far beyond our imagination. After the balance of power in the underground is disturbed, the drow elves are likely to rise strongly. Once they enslave several other underground powers family, rushing out of the surface, I am afraid that a new dark war is inevitable. At this time, this treasure hunting incident is very likely to become the fuse of a future war, so we must closely monitor the progress of the situation and work hard steer it in the direction we want to see it."

"At this time, we are the eyes, a pair of eyes hiding in the darkness. The most important thing is not what we did, but what we saw? As long as we report the information, there will naturally be suitable guys to go Do. Do you understand?"

Speaking of the last sentence, Hera's beautiful and delicate face turned ferocious, revealing a pair of sharp fangs that protruded from her lips in anger.

"Understood, Marquis Hera. Your will is our mission, and we will fully follow your orders!" Under the threat of naked alder, Earl Beat finally bowed his head and gave in.

As the patriarch of blood clans in this nearby area, just by virtue of his status as earl, Beata is enough to lead as many as 200 blood clans in the Altin states. Therefore, in the previous deployment, he had a strong rejection of the Marquis Hera who was airborne here.

However, from the little information revealed in the other party's words, it can be seen that the bloody castle has gradually shifted its attention to this area. At this time, it is even more impossible to make mistakes, otherwise the punishment within the blood clan will be super terrifying.

You especially heard that Lord Gorefiend, the ancestor of the blood clan, recently intends to select several saints for the first embrace, and bestow on them the status of blood princes. Although no one talked about this gossip officially, it has caused great waves in the blood clan in private.

Saint, First Embrace, Prince... These hot words are as heavy as a mountain in the heart of any blood race, and it is the end of their lifelong struggle. Although I have no chance, from another perspective, the Marquis Hera in front of me is obviously a strong competitor.

It may be a good choice to invest moderately in her!

Just when a few people stood proudly in the night sky and observed the movements in the city below them at a glance, the battle in the center of the city was drawing to a close.

"Count Beate, take two people to the scene to observe closely. If the mind flayer is only moderately damaged, just let it go and fix its landing place. If it is seriously damaged or its life is in danger, you have a chance to make a decision You can call the nearby blood clans to surround and kill them. Be careful to avoid other forces when you act!" The order Hera issued was simple and crisp, but it fully showed her style of doing things.

Beater sneered, and took the two high-ranking vampires around him and turned into three huge black bats in an instant, flapping their fleshy wings and disappearing into the bewildered night sky.

Just as they were talking just now, strong magical fluctuations erupted in two places in Hans City. The terrifying and gorgeous wave of elements makes people feel secretly frightened even if they explore it from a distance. These outsiders don't have the slightest affection for Hans City, so they don't care about the harm of ordinary civilians at all.

The battle that took place in the slums in the distance was considered restrained. Except for the dazzling fire, the damage on the surface was not serious. However, in the central area of ​​the city, the battle between the Mind Flayer and the Justice Church was a brutal one, directly destroying most of the street, and three or four mansions and villas were razed to the ground.

If the fragile humans inside didn't escape in time, I'm afraid it would be impossible to survive!

Under such circumstances, if the ruler of Hans City does not come forward, he will probably face a wave of accusations and complaints from all the nobles and wealthy businessmen tomorrow, right?

Just as Hera was secretly guessing, a terrifying magical wave rose from the location of the City Lord's Mansion. A strong and angry wave of consciousness quickly swept every inch of Hans City along with the elemental shock wave.

All individuals with elemental fluctuations naturally came up with such a sentence in their minds.

"Get out of this city, damned outsiders, or you'll just wait to rot here!"

Well, the master of the city has chased away the guests!

According to the information from the Blood Rose Merchant Guild, there are only 4 legendary powerhouses in the Altin states. Among them is a legendary mage, a legendary dark warrior, a legendary berserker, and a night ranger.

And from the analysis of the means used by the other party just now, it should be the protector of the country, the legendary spellcaster Rosewall. It seems that the other party has just arrived here, otherwise they wouldn't have let this group of lunatics wreak havoc for so long!

In normal times, the appearance of a legendary spellcaster would definitely make everyone shudder and die. However, on this rainy night of murderous murders, it can only barely suppress the situation that is about to turn around, and let those red-eyed guys move the battlefield outside the city.

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Wakeman is an 18th-level mind flayer.

Such a level is enough to become the most powerful messenger in a small mind flayer lair. In other words, if it hadn't received a direct order from the great mastermind, it would never have set foot in such a densely populated human city.

The denser the population, although it indicates more brain food, but it also indicates the existence of strong human beings.

Especially these nasty magicians! Wakeman thought bitterly.

If the attack is an ordinary human city defender, the mind flayer who is best at mind perception and mind control can use his talent to start a cannibalism between humans in the opposing team, and it will quietly escape.

But in the face of the attacking church knights, priests, and priests of the Justice Church, Vikman's many small tricks lost the sharpness and smoothness of the past.

Most of the church knights and priests were shouting and building momentum outside, and the only one who could stand opposite the adult mind flayer was a grand knight with a full set of exquisite holy knight armor. To deal with mind flayers, having more people is not a good thing! Any member who fails to protect his mind properly may become the opponent's helper under the terrifying mind control of the mind flayer.

So there were quite a few members of the attacking church team, but only one went to the battlefield.

One is actually enough!

The great knight striding across from him was covered with divine magic halos, ranging from ordinary energy protection damage to high-level spiritual barriers, and then to the holy light barrier that cast spells to reflect injuries. This layer upon layer of magical aura is blessed on a barefoot farmer, and it is enough for him to kill an eleventh or second level combatant with his bare hands.

Now it is attached to a great knight with 18th-level combat skills, and its power in a short period of time is no less than that of the legendary "Avatar".