Rebirth Of The Noble Mage Behind The Scenes

"Come on, that's our reinforcement, the seventh-order necromancer mage [Heidasta]!"

Seeing the appearance of the person who came, the flying goldfish slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Amidst the dark blue flames that appeared at an unknown time, the black-robed spellcaster holding a pale-white bone staff stood coldly and proudly on the back of a huge bone dragon.

As he stomped his feet gently, in the hollow eye sockets of the huge bone dragon, two groups of dark green flames suddenly became blazing. Afterwards, it opened its big mouth with thick bones and made a silent roar of filial piety.

The invisible and intangible voice of the soul instantly swept the entire battlefield, causing all the professionals present to turn pale in an instant, and their spirits were impacted to varying degrees.

"No matter how many times I see Lord Heidasta, I will feel cold all over. Fortunately, he is on our side."

Rubbing the goose bumps on his arms, Zhang Kong shuddered.

At any time, when facing these real high-level professionals, you can feel a huge sense of aura oppression.

It was a completely different sense of crisis from when they faced the chief guest secretary [Yin Mo] before. It was like being blown by the cold wind of winter, directly hitting the bone-chilling soul.

They can feel how powerful each other is without even needing a panel information prompt.

You can't make any move that will make the opponent hostile, otherwise, you will die.

When they were low-level professionals, they had never had this feeling when facing those middle-level professionals.

Taking advantage of the temporary diversion of the attention of the City Guards team, the smashing sky and the flying goldfish suddenly erupted, trapping the team captain of the City Guards who had lost his mind for a short time, and then quickly left.

The task of attracting attention has been completed, and then it is time for them to move freely and reap the benefits.

Solve the enemy to get military exploits and drops, explore castles or other important building areas in the city, and obtain precious materials such as rare equipment and high-quality materials and props.

Apart from not being able to slaughter civilians at will, they have no restrictions on movement.

Time was running out, and the two quickly headed towards a noble manor in the city that had been eyed earlier.

 …

"It begins, the prologue of troubled times—"

When the rebels began to move, Anvis stood alone in the darkness of the top room of the stone tower, staring at the burning city below, as if enjoying the opening of an epic stage play.

Contrary to what the two players imagined, Anvis did not flee, nor did he make any move, but simply watched what happened.

As for the Thirteenth Prince, he temporarily arranged a clone to follow him, acting as if he was loyal to protecting the prince. Do not seek success, but seek no fault.

For tonight's grand opera on the Commonwealth, he is not an actor, but an audience member.

At the same time, in Anvis' hands, a black-red eye opened quietly, and a strange feeling of comfort and relaxation flashed in the depths of his eyes.

In its eyes, with the turmoil in the city, the power of black desire that is so strong that it cannot be added quickly spreads out, and even the double moon in the night sky is covered with a thick black and red color!

This is a concentration that has never been reached at any time before, and the dark side of human nature has never been so vividly reflected in wartime.

The members of the Xinghuo resistance organization in Frost Lake City were actually not the only ones who had mixed into the city lord's mansion. There were also more weak ordinary resistance members in the city.

At the beginning of the operation, they also violently rose, besieging the mansions and manors of the nobles and wealthy businessmen in the city, and raiding and occupying the city walls, causing riots.

Although they did not interfere with the civilians due to Starfire's program of action. However, the fact that the rebels did not loot the civilians did not mean that the other thieves and villains in the city did not.

Taking advantage of the fierce battle between the City Guard and the people of the Spark Organization, these people mixed into the civilian residential area to burn, kill and loot.

The aristocratic manor has a tricky idea, and it is also the target of the people of the Spark Organization. Those ordinary civilians have become soft persimmons.

After all, although the family can't get much money, it can't stand the accumulation of more, and there is no danger. As long as you work hard enough, you can still get enough rewards in the end.

Looking at the looting and harvest of these people, even some mercenaries who were originally doing their duty began to have other thoughts.

In this regard, although there are some righteous professionals and players trying to stop it, the number of such things happening is too large to be managed.

As for the people of the Spark Organization, only after the city is completely occupied will they arrange for people to manage the law and order.

On the one hand, it is because of their inability to divide troops, and on the other hand, it is because only when people experience despair first, they lend a helping hand, so that the rescued people can remember their goodness.

At the same time, with the appearance of the seventh-order necromancer Heidasta, the Thirteenth Prince and his party also encountered a crisis.

Under the leadership of the black knight with blue flames in his eyes, the endless corps of bones surrounded the Thirteenth Prince and the people around him.

A huge bone dragon descends from the sky carrying a necromancer

The combat power of the seventh rank is not found in the team around the Thirteenth Prince. Even the single bone dragon dispatched was enough to single out the commander of the city guards beside the Thirteenth Prince.

"Whoever surrenders within a minute, I can let him live. The rest will become a member of my army of bones."

Looking down at the Thirteen Princes and others indifferently, the dragon

The necromancer on his back spoke hoarsely.

"I... Your Highness is sorry, I don't want to die!"

Soon, someone in the prince's team couldn't stand the pressure, and ran to the undead army with a howl of collapse, and was then bound by two skeletons with magical shackles.

"My Healing Game"

With the first leader, many other people who wanted to surrender couldn't help it, and they all fled to the opposite side and took the initiative to capture them.

"His Royal Highness Prince…"

Seeing this scene, the commander of the city guards hesitated.

"…"

But the Thirteenth Prince did not make any move, just quietly watched many of his subordinates flee.

Then, his eyes turned to Anvis, who was also standing quietly behind him to the right.

"Your Excellency Yinmo, aren't you going to escape?"

"I don't think that will end well, Thirteenth Highness."

Hearing the prince's question, Anvis answered casually.

Among the people in the audience, he was the least psychologically stressed.

"...Unfortunately, the time is over."

Soon ~www.readwn.com~ a minute passed. Seeing that there were only a small half of the prince's team left, Heidasta slowly opened his eyes, with a kind of indifference between the dead and the living.

"Then, please go on your way!"

Following his words, the numerous undead legions below immediately began to encircle them.

At the same time, in the prince's team, the sixth-order Anvis and the commander of the city guards can feel that they have been locked by a creepy sense of crisis. Once there is a change, it will immediately usher in a thunderous strike.

Facing the approaching enemy, the Thirteenth Prince's expression suddenly revealed a strange calm.

"This is it, Hedasta!"

In an instant, an incomparably violent magical aura emanated from the prince's body!

The commander of the city guard and Anvis' clone turned their heads to look at him in disbelief, as if they saw some monster.

The breath of the 'Thirteenth Prince' has reached the eighth-order, and even the intensity is close to the peak of the eighth-order!

"This feeling...is it you?!"