Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The combat power of a high-level professional was very strong. He could inflict enormous damage, levitate for a short period of time, and possessed long-range battle energy skills.
They could be considered supreme masters in the world of ‘Gods’!
But as long as a middle-level professional used a fast horse, he did not have to worry about a supreme master being able to catch up…
Cough, cough, cough, that was the truth. It was because the high-level professional levitated very slowly…
The levitation skill was useless in a city siege, as heavy-duty crossbows could deal with levitators. It was better to scale up the city walls.
A middle-level professional without long-range attacks would be easily overwhelmed by a high-level professional.
Lansett arrived at the battlefield. But the soldiers of Black Lava Nation did not dare to attack him out of fear of being killed.
Lansett was on par with Handur so there was no obvious outcome from their battle.
Battle was about killing, killing and more killings.
After an intense attack on the city during the daytime, both sides only took a rest at night.
On the second day, the soldiers of the two nations fought again.
The powerful warriors from both sides did not fight to the death. Instead, they reserved their strength and returned back to their respective camps to recuperate.
But the casualties of normal soldiers reached tens of thousands.
The players had died countless times. Many players who revived at the army flag were reluctant to enter the battlefield. If it were not for the sake of silver coins, contribution points and experience points, they would rather train among themselves…
Another thing that bothered them was that their Prince who fought the most during the start of the war had vanished…
Fortunately, the guild leaders and professionals knew that William had an important task to attend to. They boosted the morale of the players by leading them in the attacks.
But now.
The tide of battle was leaning favorably towards the Black Lava Nation.
Not because of other reasons.
Black Lava Nation had the reinforcement of two ‘regular legions’.
These legions were led by Marquis Chris. One of the legions was Marquis Chris’ personal legion while the other one was composed of nobles and their personal guards.
Nedrick was initially wary of the legions. However, when he saw the reinforcements scaling the city walls, he was very touched.
He had not expected that the nobles who were loyal to other princes would send their soldiers to help him…
Nedrick was relieved. He invited Marquis Chris to accompany him.
The 50-year old Marquis Chris observed that there were 500 royal guards protecting the King. He immediately accepted the invitation.
He ordered his 300 soldiers to stand by the side while he stood by the King and nodded respectfully. He looked solemnly at the city walls and said, “The capability of my legions is pretty good. I hope they can turn the tide of city siege.”
“That is the best scenario,” Nedrick said as he observed the reinforcements. The combat power of the legions was ordinary, but the two legion commanders were powerful. They gained footholds on the ramparts and became more ferocious as time went by. It took Nedrick by surprise.
The Black Lava King looked at the grave Marquis Chris. He had nothing against Marquis Chris. Though Marquis Chris had supported the second prince initially, at the critical moment, he presented the decapitated head of the second prince to show his loyalty.
Nedrick did not trust Marquis Chris. He would only allow them to guard their cities. If they allowed Iron Nation to cross the river, everyone would be killed.
Marquis Chris chose to send reinforcements now as a show of loyalty. He hoped to reap some benefits after they had defeated Iron Nation.
For a moment.
Nedrick could not resist laughing.
War reports were being conveyed.
The city walls of Iron Nation had fallen into their hands. The chosen ones of the City of Dawn were invigorated by their ally’s success and attacked once again.
Lansett was a high-level supreme master but was on par with Handur in terms of combat power. Both of them were bleeding profusely.
Lansett executed a series of chain-kicks that sent Handur flying.
He wanted to make use of the momentum to dash up the city walls.
Whiz!
A lightning arrow with a fatal accuracy shot out from a soldier who was on the ramparts!
Lansett was shocked and used his hand to parry!
Bang.
He did not manage to deflect the arrow. Due to the immense impact, he fell back to the ground.
In a flash.
Handur took the opportunity to pierce his sword at the back of Lansett.
Pfff.
The longsword penetrated his back and heart, causing fresh blood to spurt out.
Lansett did not wait for Handur to laugh. Instead, he grasped the long sword and pierced himself.
The sword penetrated Lansett’s body, and through it also pierced Handur’s throat and his skull…
Both high-level professionals remained motionless.
They stood frozen on the battlefield and took their last breath.
Nobody had expected such an outcome.
At this moment.
Whether it was Goethe Nasis or Nedrick, they both swallowed hard.
They felt a sense of joy while grieving.
Because as rulers, they loved to make use of these powerful warriors, but they were also wary of their existence.
Someone wanted to find the soldier who fired the fatal arrow, but no one could find him…
Smart people understood that the person who fired the arrow must be someone extraordinary!
The arrow was shot by a powerful warrior.
If he could hit Lansett, he would possess the capability to injure high-level professionals.
Moreover, he chose the exact time when Lansett levitated to the city walls to fire the arrow. It indicated that he had the time and power to fire the fatal arrow.
“Who was able to find such a good location and time on the battling ramparts to fire a fatal arrow at Lansett? And it forced Lansett to perish together with Handur.” A few intelligent players contemplated.
But they did not have much time to ponder.
Another arrow flew out.
Goethe Nasis felt a sense of danger. He leaned back his head to evade the unexpected arrow.
But Renekton’s sword hacked on Goethe’s body and splattered fresh blood all over. Goethe fell down into the city interior…
Renekton felt that the powerful warrior was helping the Black Lava Nation. He jumped into the city without hesitation. He wanted to decapitate Goethe Nasis!
But he did not expect this.
When Renekton and Goethe landed in the city.
Pairs of soul tentacles appeared from the ground and grasped them tightly.
The fearful Renekton could not get rid of the tentacles while Goethe Nasis possessed soul magic which provided soul protection. Hence, the soul tentacles did not have much effect on Goethe.
Goethe freed himself in a short time. He thrust with his long black sword!
Pfff!
Renekton could not evade and his chest was pierced open with a large gaping hole. His heart burst immediately…
But…
A transparent Ghost Arrow flew towards the forehead of Goethe Nasis while a figure followed closely behind!
And suddenly.
Thousands of people on the ramparts shouted, “Victory!”
At this moment!
Nedrick Blackstone walked a few steps forward. But suddenly ‘Marquis Chris’ who had been behind Nebrick stabbed his neck in such a way that the blade exited from his mouth!
This sudden action,
It stunned all the people present on the battlefield…
Meanwhile.
In the two tunnels that were 1.5 kilometers from the battlefield.
2,00 Elves appeared…
They escorted tens of earth and metal element mages. The mages were looking for a specific spot before they started using their earth element magic…
The earth collapsed.
The collapse continued.
Earth element magic was used continuously.
The earth that was thousands of meters wide collapsed…
All the people vanished without a trace…
But nobody knew.
That the collapsed earth.
Buried four legions alive.
These four legions could help turn the tide of war…
But now they would rot here and become skeletons…
