Chapter 253: The Siege of the Masked Devil (2/2)
It was the dark murderous night.
The perfect time for cleansing the evils that had been committed by these sinners using the pure flames.
This was the only way that would put the innocent Chambordians and other weak people who were killed by these mercenaries to rest.
“Put out the fire first…… I will take care of him!”
The leader of Blood-Edge immediately made the decision. He ordered the people around him to put out the fire as he dashed towards Fei like a meteor that drew a long blue tail in the air.
Like a terrifying beast that roared as it opened its mouth, he struck down at Fei with all of his might.
“[Kiss of the Frost] …… die!”
The leader of Blood-Edge didn’t hesitate and used his strongest technique.
He knew that he had to kill this mysterious mage as soon as he could. Otherwise, the mercenary group would suffer unrecoverable damage! Even an idiot would know that it was asking for death if anyone allowed a six-star mage to cast spells freely on the battlefield!
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“Eh? Who…… is that? Why is there a terrifying fire mage under King of Chambord’s command that I didn’t know about?”
On the peak of a tall tower at the headquarter of Blood-Edge, a young figure who was observing the fight suddenly frowned. There was a ton of surprises in his sharp and calculative eyes.
“King of Chambord, just how many more secrets do you have? No, I have to convince the elders of the family to recruit this person! It is worth it doesn’t matter how much we need to pay!!”
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“Eh, finally. Killing and Burning, King of Chambord has a good plan…… Sent someone to investigate the origin of this mage.”
On a huge tall tower north of Blood-Edge’s headquarter, a young man murmured as he was surrounded by more than a dozen guards.
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[Zenit’s God of War] was also carefully observing this battle from afar.
Arshavin was able to secretly exert his energy into the headquarter of Blood-Edge and screen the area. He didn’t sense the existence of the King of Chambord, so he could only focus on the mage who was wearing the devil-like mask. Numerous guesses appeared in his head, but he was only able to conclude that this mage’s temperament was really different from the King of Chambord. On Azeroth, every powerful warrior and mage had his or her distinct sensation; this sensation was really hard to change. Therefore, Arshavin was sure that the mage with the mask and the red cape wasn’t King of Chambord.
“If he isn’t the King of Chambord, then – he must be a master mage under King of Chambord.”
“Tanasha is very clear about the talent under the King of Chambord. Why hasn’t she told me anything about this terrifying mage?”
[Zenit’s God of War] was really perplexed.
The strange feeling in his head was getting stronger and stronger.
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“Huh? This sensation…… Since when did a mage like this appear in Zenit? This sensation is really unfamiliar.”
“What? Old guy, you don’t know who this is? You sure that he isn’t your mysterious disciple?”
“No.”
“What kind of a magic surge is that? Why did I sense a strange, ancient, and mystic feel from it? As if ……”
“As if it is from the Mythical Ruins.”
“Could he be an assassin from Spartax?”
“No way, we are really familiar with the old guys from Spartax. To my knowledge, there had never been a mage like this in Spartax.”
“Could he be a new talent that is from other remote kingdoms? Time is the greatest force in the world…… Since King of Chambord came into the public eyes, I feel like us, the old guys, are rusting……”
“Whatever, the two princes and other superpowers had come to an agreement…… Tonight is the night of blood…… we don’t need to show up.”
Magic surges and energies containing consciousness shot out of the eight tallest magic towers located in St. Petersburg; these were so subtle that ordinary people couldn’t detect them at all. On top of the holy city, the most prestige mages of Zenit quickly communicated and then quieted down.