"Bone Claw Hell!"

The demonic voice urging death sounded again, and the pale power enveloped the earth, as if the countless humble creatures on the ground were just ants being slaughtered at this moment, regardless of high or low, no noble or low~

You may be wearing a king's divine attire purchased with a lot of money, and you act like an ancestor in front of ordinary players. Especially the demeanor of being the boss and your second child makes countless people around you who can only envy and hate the popularity, but also feel itchy.

Nothing can be done.

You may be a monster-level perverted master like Liu Yifei or Xue Lan. After many trials and accidental coincidences, you have acquired terrifying combat power that is far beyond ordinary people.

People can only have a surge of admiration for you...

But even the blood billowing like a storm goddess is nothing more than a small, insignificant piece of dust that can be wiped away at the feet of the "Pale Lord" in the sky at this moment~

Death seems inevitable~

However......

The dazzling blue light suddenly exploded!

The expected dense and vast white bone grabbers, like a sea of ​​needles in a stone forest, did not appear~

The moment the Pale Lord's attack was about to land on the Dark City, it triggered a huge blue circle of light that enveloped the entire Dark City. Then, the Pale Lord seemed to strike with a blow that was enough to destroy the lives of more than ten thousand people...

Was it actually offset?

The facts witnessed were astonishing. The next moment, everyone's eyes were involuntarily looking towards the direction of the city's teleportation array~

If there is anyone present who can resist the methods of the pale lord in the sky, it must be those beings shrouded in teleported white light.

Anyway, there is no such level of awesomeness in the Plague Alliance, not even the legendary Selastro.

The teleported white light flew away and disappeared. But the existence revealed in front of people caused a series of gasps from the crowd in Dark City!

Hiss~~~

Toradre???

Isn’t this His Majesty the King of Solna?

So far, most players of such a high-end NPC have only heard of their name but never seen their true appearance, and even if they know their name, they have found it from gossip news on the forum, which may not be exact information.

However, there is at least one person in the audience who can determine the true identity of the other party...Xuelan~

As Liu Yifei's closest companion, Xue Lan and Toradre have been in close contact for a long time. However, even so, Xue Lan never expected that Toradre would show up at this time...

...

And among the faces following the opponent... Xue Lan actually didn't recognize any of them!

It is neither Emoni, who has close contacts with Plague City, nor the other close sect members who have "business" dealings with Plague City... It is not even the one who followed Xuelan when he saw Toradre the previous few times.

Those guards and followers around him!

Among the people who appeared with Toradre, there were almost all skeletons, zombies, undead, vampires, corpse witches, and black knights. The complete range of races could be said to cover the entire undead genealogy from top to bottom.

However, what is even more surprising is that...these guys are all well-armed, and they look more like warriors about to go into battle to kill the enemy!

Could it be that...they actually want to...

"Why do the powerful people in this world... stop the pale majesty from fulfilling the established contract?

Do you want to resist the will of God?

As powerful beings in the undead clan, you should know the pale terror better than anyone else!

The will of the gods cannot be resisted, and the Pale Lord has accepted the sacrifices of the believers, so the will of the gods must be carried out.

Do you want to suffer the consequences of offending the gods by standing here now..."

The indifferent and cold voice sounded again, just like the cold wind in the frost season on the endless plateau. It was so cold that it penetrated the heart and lungs, making people tremble like chaff.

Even if the great god in the sky does nothing, the majesty he exudes instinctively is enough to make the player crawl to the ground at this moment.

It's just that obviously such majesty doesn't have much effect on Toradre and the others.

The group of people did not delay too much after they appeared, and did not even look at Xuelan and the others... It was as if these guys had really become insignificant passers-by, and the purpose of Toradre and the others was not at all

It has nothing to do with the people they just "conveniently" saved.

"The clone of the great monarch's will.

We hereby beg you to calm down your anger~

How can the sacrifices offered by those humble beings be worthy of the great will of the gods?

Those are just boring, defective products.

If you are willing to listen to our sincere prayers, we are willing to offer sacrifices a hundred times more precious, just to obtain the favor of the great Pale Lord."

The boss group flying into the sky faced the Pale Lord from a distance, and Toradre took a step forward, caressed his chest and gave a gentle salute before answering calmly.

“Blasphemy!!!

How can God's will be tampered with!!!

As long as it is something decided by the gods, there is never any regret!

Even if the believer's sacrifice is humble, as long as he obtains the favor of the gods, the contract must be implemented!

If you wanton fellows want to communicate with the spirit of the Pale Lord, you can go through normal channels~

Although I am only an avatar of the god's will, I have no other ruling rights other than fulfilling the contract.

It’s not that you don’t understand this. But why do you want to stop the gods from fulfilling their noble and unshakable ‘faith contract’!”

The "Pale Lord" who had always seemed indifferent and calm seemed to be suddenly furious. The milky white liquid on his body that was originally quiet and slowly flowing suddenly jumped like a flame and then surrounded him and burned fiercely, like a ball that was completely ignited.

of kerosene!

The undead war horse covered with iron armor beneath him sprayed out a scarlet gas as thick as blood from its mouth and nose, covering almost half of its body~

Looking from a distance.

The lower body of the Pale Lord's horse has been completely covered by the scarlet blood mist, but the knight's body is burning with bright milky white flames like life... like a white fire knight standing in the sea of ​​blood. Angry

He stared at the existence in front of him that dared to blaspheme the majesty of the Pale Lord.

"In that case..."

"I remember, your name is Xuelan, right?"

At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in Xue Lan's heart.

She couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then realized that this was actually His Majesty Toradre who was contacting him through the "Language of the Soul".

Xue Lan had heard Liu Yifei mention this method of communication many times, but she had not experienced it much herself. Being suddenly frightened by Toradre, Xue Lan almost thought she was hallucinating.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty?"

"It's me~

What is the approximate content of the contract that this god's clone signed with the sacrificer? Where is that person?"

"That person has committed suicide and sacrificed himself. The content is probably to kill all of us...

Your Majesty, can you handle it?"

"It's hard to say... If this is the case, you should start from the teleportation array first. There is no need to make unnecessary sacrifices here."

"Well...Your Majesty! I know I shouldn't cause you any trouble at this time.

However, there are a large number of Lord Liuyun's brainchild gathered in the city at the moment. These war machines were all accumulated by him with great difficulty. If they were all destroyed here, it would be too heavy a blow to Liuyun...

..”

In fact, Xue Lan knows very well that for these high-end NPC rulers, today's players do not have much negotiating capital.

Don't say that she is just one of Liu Yifei's "subordinates", even if Liu Yifei himself is here, for such a big matter, sometimes when faced with some god's clone, I'm afraid Liu Yifei has no choice but to shut up and obey.

However, Xue Lan really couldn't let go of the many war machines in Dark City at this moment...

Not to mention the hard work involved, the accumulated market value loss of more than 10 million gold coins is enough to make people vomit blood.

Although it is very likely to arouse the dissatisfaction of Toradre, Xuelan has no choice but to give it a try.

"As soon as possible, we can't hold back against something like this. The whole city must be evacuated. Immediately."

Without giving Xuelan any more chance to intercede, Toradre decisively ended the Soul Language with a simple sentence. And in the sky, his time-delaying rhetoric came to an end.

"...So, dear descendants of the Pale Lord, if possible, we do not want to be enemies with you, but please give us a chance to appease your anger.

I think~

We must be able to find a suitable balance between each other, which has allowed us..."

"Enough!

The strong in this world exist!

You've wasted too much time~

You don't have much room for change in the will of divine grace.

Get out of the way, or fight! There are only these two paths in front of you!
To be continued...