When Spengler failed like this, everyone immediately went into a panic.
"Boy, do you hear me? Get out of the way!"
"What the hell, a guy with no hair at all is just pretending to be here. I don't believe it, you can still see the flowers!"
"That's right, why are you pretending to be a master? Does a guy like you understand the magic pattern array? Get out of the way!"
"If you keep pretending to be deaf and dumb, don't blame us for being rude."
In the crowd, Sandra and Scarlett both frowned slightly.
"Is this guy an idiot?" Scarlett bit her lip and said. Next to her, Ralph looked at Roy as if he were a poor guy riding a tiger, which made her feel inexplicably embarrassed.
Sandra was a little disappointed. In her opinion, no matter what the boy's purpose was, it was unwise to squeeze out Spengler and lead to an angry siege.
What made her think this guy was even more idiotic was that what he did gave others a good opportunity.
Sure enough, at this moment, several men in black walked out of the crowd.
As soon as they saw these men in black, the noise suddenly became quiet. Everyone had a look of fear and surprise on their faces.
Everyone knows the identities of these people. Everyone has been guessing and being vigilant as to why they appeared here. But unexpectedly, they walked out at this time.
What was even more unexpected was that on the other side, the Thunderstorm mercenaries made way for a passage, and Morton slowly walked out. On his expressionless face, his red eyes showed fiercely.
The two groups of people showed horns and faced the joint mercenaries.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense and depressing.
"What do you want to do?"
Landero, Wood, Olivia, Jacob Chazo, and Sanchez all stood out from the crowd and stood at the front of the semicircular formation.
………
Thorst was very pleasant.
When the target appeared, he was always thinking about how to take action.
As a killer, he never likes to attack targets head-on. Killing the opponent silently is his favorite and best method. And this kid is in a team of hundreds of people, and his own number is at a disadvantage. Even if he kills the opponent,
If you lose him, your losses will not be small.
Even if a secret agreement has been reached with the Thunderstorm Mercenary Group, it is not safe.
Neither Thorst nor Morton can be sure how many mercenaries will stand in the other side's camp to deal with them if the war begins. Over the years, the Thunderstorm Mercenary Group has made a lot of enemies. And the reputation of the Dark Executioner is also uncertain.
How nice it sounds. Just look at the eyes of those mercenaries and you will know how wary they are of them.
It was clear that this was not possible, so naturally the only option was assassination.
But what makes Thorst find it difficult is that the opportunities needed for assassination cannot be found casually.
There is definitely no chance in this unobstructed open space in full view of everyone. The only chance seems to be to enter the ruins.
But Thorst didn't know what the situation was like in the ruins. The unfamiliar environment had a far greater impact on the killer than on the target. If this kid had stayed in the team, it would be difficult for him to find a chance to take action.
.even the target trace may be lost.
Besides, the nights are long and the dreams are many. Since we finally found this guy, killing him as soon as possible is the best choice.
What Solst never expected was that just when he was in a dilemma, this kid would hand the knife handle into his hand.
"What do we want to do?" Faced with Landreaux's question, Solst showed a trace of confusion on his face. He sneered and said, "I'm afraid we should ask you this question."
Thorst naturally stood on behalf of everyone.
People looked at each other in confusion, wondering what the dark executioner wanted to do. They and Morton were not the kind of people to stand up when there was an injustice.
However, after all, we were standing on a common ground and no one spoke.
The silence of the crowd made Solst's mouth curl up with a sinister arc. He knew that soon, as he pushed forward, the silence would turn into anger against Landero and others.
"I don't think I need to say why everyone came here," Solst said. "I don't need to say how many dangers we have experienced on the road and how many people have died. Now, everyone is blocked out by this magic wall.
, Mr. Spengler is our only hope..."
He took a step forward: "But you pushed Mr. Spengler away and let a young boy delay all of our time. Do you think it is you who asks us what we want to do, or we should ask you what you want to do?"
What to do?"
The crowd fell silent for a while.
Solst's righteous words did not make everyone less wary of him and Morton. Many people looked on with cold eyes, believing that Solst and others were making excuses.
Solst looked around and said: "If this was a matter between you in normal times, I would not interrupt. After all, this has nothing to do with me. But now, I have to speak.
Because this matter is vital to the life and death of all of us!"
Amid a slight commotion, Solst pointed in a direction behind him and said: "I can tell you that in that direction, a huge cloud storm is approaching us. It won't be long before this cloud storm...
Will consume us all!"
boom!
Thorst's words were like dropping a bomb on the calm water, and the crowd suddenly became chaotic. Shouts of exclamation rose to the sky.
Looking from here, no one could see any sign of the dark clouds and storms Solst said. Therefore, everyone was both frightened and suspicious of the news, and was in chaos for a while.
"How did you know?" a mercenary asked loudly.
"My name is Thorst," Thorst turned his head, staring at the mercenary with a pair of lifeless eyes on his skull-like face, "I am a necromancer."
People suddenly became quiet.
Everyone stared at Thorst blankly, with a hint of awe in their eyes.
Among magicians, the Necromancer is definitely a terrifying and powerful existence.
This kind of terror and power is not due to their terrible fighting strength. In fact, most of the magicians present can easily defeat a necromancer of the same level in a face-to-face battle. If the distance is close enough, the knight and
Archers can also take them out.
In terms of frontal combat strength, they are pitifully weak.
The terrifying thing about necromancers lies in their fighting method of summoning and controlling undead creatures. It is this fighting method that gives them large-scale warfare capabilities that other professions cannot match. The existence of a necromancer can even change a battle.
The most famous example is Austin. The legend of this Roman dynasty prince is still the most terrifying chapter in the history of human magic. Back then, he single-handedly destroyed the entire southern part of the continent. There were millions of people who spread the plague.
died in.
Therefore, when the Roman dynasty fell and the glory of the holy religion suppressed the secular imperial power, necromancers became the target of their suppression. If they were caught, they would be burned at the stake.
Not only is the Holy See suppressing him, but the secular world also dislikes the necromancer.
In people's eyes, these guys who like to hide in dark magic towers and conduct experiments on corpses, walk among glass jars filled with broken limbs, and exude the smell of putrefaction and plague, are simply natural devil's advocates.
.The fear and hatred of them is innate!
Almost every noble lord has declared the Necromancer persona non grata.
Once they discover that a necromancer dares to operate in their territory, they will kill him at all costs. They don't want to become a controlled walking zombie one day, or watch the plague spread in their territory.
.
But even so, the Necromancer still exists.
They are like underground forces under the glory of imperial power, which have never been cut off for thousands of years. Not to mention Saint Solan, who has weak control in the Holy See, there are still many necromancers even in the Pompeii Empire and the Philip Empire.
Live as tenaciously as a cockroach.
The mercenary world, half of which belongs to the underground world, is one of the places where necromancers are active.
Solst's disclosure of his identity as a necromancer certainly shocked and frightened everyone. But most importantly, his words gave everyone no more reason to doubt him.
Obtain information beyond the horizon through the summoned undead creatures. It was originally the war talent of the necromancer!
After a moment, everyone broke out. All their anger was focused on Roy. There were endless scoldings and curses.
"Damn it. Look at the good things you did!"
"Son of a bitch, get out of here!"
As Thorst expected, under the shadow of death, everyone completely ignored the fact that they used the topic to play. No one could remain calm under the threat of the dark clouds and storms. Even the most objective bystanders joined in at this time.
A line of condemnation.
After all, when faced with a dark cloud storm, the safest way to escape is to enter the ruins. Otherwise, you can only leave here and escape to other places. However, the speed and scale of the dark cloud storm far exceed that of ordinary clouds. In addition, the Dark Basin is full of dangers, and you can run around.
Collision is a dead end.
Amidst the scolding, many impatient mercenaries couldn't help but draw their swords.
Seeing this, Thorst and Morton each winked at their subordinates. After a moment, several murderous voices suddenly broke out from the crowd.
"If you say anything more to them, kill this kid!"
"They are pushing us into a pit of fire! Come on guys, we will kill anyone who blocks our way."
"Yes, go ahead! If we don't kill them, we will all die!"
The threat of death, coupled with the help of thoughtful people, immediately put the situation on the verge of getting out of control. The mercenaries surged and approached Landreaux and others whose expressions changed greatly. The unsheathed swords made a series of choking sounds.
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Outside the crowd, Scarlett's expression suddenly changed, "Ralph..."
"Yes, Miss." Ralph looked at Scarlett's worried eyes, his heart moved, but there was no change on his face, he bowed and said, "What are your orders?"
"You..." Scarlett bit her lip and was struggling in her heart. Suddenly, a voice rang out.
"This is the double triangular six-ray magic pattern. It should be one of the key nodes of this magic circle. We have to break it." Roy, who was squatting by the magic wall, turned around and said to Spengler, "
Hey, can you help me? I can't do this alone." . . . . (To be continued.)