876 Cooperation (2/2)

”I am very disappointed and nervous,” Arnold replied with a smile.

”I don't see it.” Fernando glared at Arnold and speculated, ”Actually, you intentionally let go of him, didn't you? Or maybe, did something else happen in the darkness?”

”Haha. How would I know? I wasn't there,” Arnold said with an innocent look on his face.

Douglas nodded, deep in thought. ”In any case, Kritonia also belongs to the nobles, and killing him will raise the panic and counterattack of nobles. It may be better to…”

”Hehe.” Arnold smiled but did not say anything. Pointing at Priscilla who was at the entrance of the cave far away, he said, ”Let's go and talk to them first.”

At this moment, Priscilla also saw Arnold. Immediately, scorching fireballs emerged and flew around her before she grimaced. ”Old fox, come here and explain what happened. I promise I won't beat you!”

”We can already talk well over such a distance.” Arnold scratched his beard and took a step back.

”You owe us an explanation.” Congus flew over. Since he only had bones, it was difficult to tell what was on his mind.

Arnold's smile was gone. He told everybody what he said to Douglas and Fernando earlier solemnly and sincerely.

”Do you mean that the few legends are willing to work with us? To what extent?” As the leader of an organization, Priscilla had already recovered from the fury of being deceived and began to consider the situation carefully.

Arnold looked at them. ”It depends on our negotiation and the countermeasures of the Church. However, it shouldn't be a problem to reach a preliminary agreement.”

”Yes. Now that a level-nine bishop is killed, the Church will definitely hunt harder. The two grand cardinals and the few legendary knights will all be deployed. We have to stay away for now.” For the first time since he came to the party in Allyn, Nielson spoke in a rather friendly tone and attitude.

Since even the Liege of Death was willing to cooperate and forget the unpleasant experience in the past for now, it seemed unnecessary for him to cling to it.

The moment he finished his sentence, the darkness around suddenly split, and a necromancer with an enormous black scythe floating on his head walked out. He was entirely covered in a black robe. The only thing that could be seen was the two red spots in the shadow of his hood.

Behind him, fuzzy souls were screaming, moaning, and crying around him, as if they were expressing fear and submission.

”You are the dominator of death and the will of immortality.” Arnold, Nielson, Priscilla, Douglas, and the other sorcerers all held their chests and their foreheads while they recited the tributes for the Liege of Death.

Remembering the tributes for every legendary sorcerer was a mandatory subject for every magic apprentice. Thankfully, there weren't too many legendary sorcerers.

”'Escape' is better than death…” The voice of the Liege of Death sounded like from a distant past—weary, gloomy, and lifeless. However, before he finished his sentence, he raised his head abruptly and looked at the sky before he vaguely said, ”It has begun…”

It has begun? Including old fox Arnold, all the sorcerers looked at the sky after him.

They saw that the sky, which had been dim and starless previously, turned clear and bright at some point. A dazzling, dreamy silver moon struck the sky with a chilly brilliance.

Then, it was drowned by an infinite light.

”That was…?” All the illusions were gone, and the sky became dark and gloomy again. Having vaguely sensed something, Arnold asked half in panic and half in expectation.

Douglas seemed to have returned to the nightmare in the past. He asked at a loss, ”God's Arrival?”

As far as he knew, God's Arrival couldn't be seen by people in other places unless it attacked a target who was at very high altitudes. According to the records, the demigods such as the Lord of Hell and the Will of Abyss could not attack across the continent. However, there was one exception. The battle with the demigod could be seen wherever the silver moon could be seen. That was Alterna, the God of Silver Moon.

”Have the demigods finally been involved?” Priscilla felt that so many things had happened tonight that they did not seem like a coincidence at all!

Fat Nielson asked in a hurry, ”Mr. Tannanois, has the Silver Moon blocked God's Arrival?”

The Liege of Death heaved a long and soft sigh. ”The moon has fallen…”