I have to say that when she is not going crazy, Albedo can definitely be regarded as a good housekeeper and can always give the most correct advice.

But how could the old man who had been ntr in front of him swallow this breath? He turned his head and looked at the scene of Shalltear being controlled outside the car window, and a flame called anger instantly ignited in his heart.

Unforgivable!

Intolerable!

How could the "children" created by the guildmates' hard work be taken away by the enemy!

But this anger was quickly suppressed by the characteristics of the undead, replaced by rational thinking and the fear of the item that could control the undead.

After all, he is immortal. Before he can figure out how many people this thing can control and whether it has a cooldown, any rash action may lead to the annihilation of the entire army.

Especially as the only player in the guild, if he is accidentally controlled, the entire Great Tomb of Nazarick will fall into the opponent's control.

This is absolutely a devastating disaster.

But the problem is that allowing Shalltear to be taken away will also expose the secrets of the Great Tomb of Nazarick to the native eyes of this world.

Just based on the fact that the guild is basically full of undead creatures and all kinds of terrifying aliens, anyone can guess how various countries will react.

As a result, Old Bones inevitably fell into a dilemma.

Just as he was struggling, the player's adventure team, which had already declared two people dead, walked straight towards the Black Sacred Scripture.

Due to the strong strength these people showed in previous battles and their heroic and fearless spirit of sacrifice in the eyes of outsiders, the latter did not make any threatening moves.

Captain Will took the initiative and took two steps forward with one hand on his chest, bowed, and said in a respectful tone, "Thank you, thank you for your assistance and sacrifice.

Otherwise, we would not be able to control such a terrifying vampire so easily.

I swear as the leader of the Theocracy’s Black Codex that all those who died in this battle are heroes.

Their names and yours will be engraved on stone tablets for all humans to admire.

In addition, I can also guarantee that when I return, I will apply for a pension from the great priests so that everyone can get the compensation they deserve."

There is no doubt that Will True Roland is an extremely proud and arrogant person. Before encountering the Theocracy's strongest combat force and fighting to the death, he even had the aura of being the boss of heaven and the second child of me.

Even after being pinned to the ground and beaten up, he still didn't change much. He just became a little more humble in front of Jue Die Jue Ming.

This can be seen from the fact that he always claims that I am equal to the entire "Dark Scripture".

But today, this extremely proud and arrogant guy lowered his head and put on a humble look.

Because Will had already concluded from the moment he saw Shalltear that it was absolutely impossible for him to defeat such a monster.

Not to mention winning the battle, if the world-class item of Qingguoqingcheng was not there, I am afraid that the entire team and themselves would have to answer for it.

But what about the scarred players in front of them, who have fought with such a terrifying enemy for so long, and even caused great harm to the opponent?

Not only did they successfully hold back Shalltear, but when Shalltear rushed towards the Qingguoqingcheng user at extremely fast speeds to attack him, they used their own lives to delay and hinder the enemy's progress, even allowing such a powerful

The vampires are afraid.

If such people don’t get the respect they deserve, then who else deserves respect?

Are those decadent nobles in the kingdom just waiting to die and only fighting for power?

Seeing the solemn expression on the face of the captain of the Dark Scripture God, the second in command of the team stood up and whispered in the other's ear, "Thank you for free. Now is not the time to celebrate victory."

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Did you see that carriage behind you?

There are two guys inside who are in the same group as this vampire.

None of them is much weaker than the vampires you control."

"What? Are you sure this is not a joke!"

Will's expression suddenly changed.

To know that just one Shalltear made him despair, let alone two equally powerful ones.

"Of course I'm not kidding.

Why do you think we are being attacked?

By chance?

How is that possible!

Everything is premeditated.

The masterminds behind the scenes are the two bastards on the carriage.

From the moment they hired us, these two bastards have been secretly planning this attack.

If you don’t believe it, you can ask the vampire controlled by you.

So for the sake of mankind and the peace and security of this world, we must get rid of them.

Based on our observations over the past two days, one of the guys is definitely an undead creature, and the other one is hard to judge for the time being.

We happen to have a spell that can cause huge damage to undead creatures in an instant.

As long as you cooperate fully, we can definitely defeat each other together.

Even if we can't defeat you, we are still willing to stay and give you time to escape.

What do you think, do you want to join forces to do this?"

The face of the second-in-command of the player team showed a chilling and crazy expression.

The two brothers who killed me still want to escape intact?

Stop dreaming!

Even if everyone dies today, you will still have to pay the price!

What's more, for players, the Theocracy, the Great Tomb of Nazarick, and the Black Sacred Scripture are all just NPCs in the game. They must use them if they can.

"Lord Carlyle, are what they say true?"

Captain Shenman immediately turned around and asked the old woman who used Qingguoqingcheng.

The latter had obviously obtained a lot of information about the Great Tomb of Nazarick from Shalltear through a simple conversation. He nodded without hesitation, "Yes! What these warriors said is right! And I also got a tomb.

The most important news is that the undead creatures on the carriage are the ones who have suffered this hundred-year aftershock."

"A hundred...a hundred years of aftershocks!"

Hearing these words, Will felt a chill instantly rush from his feet to Tianling Gai, and shivered involuntarily.

As a descendant of the first advent player, and the Theocracy’s top combat power second only to Jue Die, how could he not know how terrifying the players who descended from the “Hundred Years Aftershock” are?

Just look at the Theocracy, which was able to lead mankind to stand firm in this world for hundreds of years based on the legacy left by the six great gods, and then look at the Eight Desire Kings who almost wiped out the dragon race and once dominated the entire world. You will know this group.

How terrifying is its destructive power to the entire world.

Compared with the fear-filled reactions of the local indigenous people, the team formed by players was obviously much calmer.

The second in command put on a look of disdain and sneered, "What, are you scared?

Don’t forget, from the moment you forcibly control that vampire, your relationship with them will never end.

Especially after you have obtained so much news and intelligence, even if it is to protect yourself, the people in the carriage will not hesitate to drive out all the insiders and kill them all.

Rather than being timid here, it is better to launch a surprise attack before the opponent is ready. If you are lucky, you may be able to take them away in one wave.

Even if it fails, at least enough information can be collected.

So don’t be like a bitch and tell me if you want to do it or not.”

"Do it! Of course we have to do it!"

Will, who was young and energetic, could not bear such provocation, so he immediately responded in the affirmative.

After all, he has now successfully controlled a powerful combat force of the opponent, and there are so many warriors who are willing to risk their lives. If he backs down, he may be called a coward for the rest of his life.

The most important thing is that, with a powerful country and a beautiful city around him, he feels that even if he can't win and retreat, it shouldn't be a big problem.

Soon, the two groups briefly discussed tactics while Old Bones was still struggling in the carriage.

In just half a minute, the controlled Shalltear descended from the sky and launched a violent surprise attack.

Boom!!!!!!!!!

Accompanied by deafening loud noises and explosions, she kicked off the battle with her ninth-level magic [Vermilion Nova].

Although Sebastian, who was always alert, tried to parry and block on his behalf, the problem was that the spell was a group explosion plus fire damage, so it had no effect at all.

Old Bones flew out sideways, and the camouflage used to cover his face and arms was instantly destroyed in the flames, revealing the white humanoid skeleton inside.

When he saw the sinister smiles on the players' faces, he instantly understood that he had been exposed from the beginning.

It's just that for some reason, the other party didn't choose to expose it, but pretended not to know anything and acted out a show with him.

What’s even more ridiculous is that he was still feeling proud of the arrangements he had made.

The clown is actually me!

Old Bones broke through the defense on the spot and asked angrily, "You...you knew the truth from the beginning?"
To be continued...