With a huge sum of 80,000 gold, a mercenary with an extraordinary professional status may not be able to accumulate such a large amount of money in his life.

However, if you're just buying a nice piece of gear or buying a few spell scrolls, spell books, etc., it's easy to run out of money.

When Cangye returned to the inn with such a large fortune, the store manager handed over a stack of letter paper with a courteous face.

And in his room, there are a lot of gifts neatly placed.

There were gold coins, scrolls that shimmered with magical brilliance, nice equipment, and even two scantily clad slave girls with graceful curves.

Cangye looked through the letter paper with a blank face.

These are all invitations from various forces, and the purpose is nothing more than to invite Cangye to join their own forces.

Ignoring the temptation of the charismatic female, Cangya carefully considered the advantages and disadvantages of each side.

In addition to the familiar Blood Raven mercenary group, even mercenary groups such as the Skinning Demon and the Double-Headed Eagle also participated, and even the leaders of various city-states.

The last one was an invitation from Hearthstone.

After politely and resolutely driving the slave girl out of the room, Cangye sat on the bed and carefully considered the value of each faction.

It's a pity that if there was an invitation from the top of the dark blue, the night might not have been so long to think.

Two hours passed.

Night's last choice was to return all the gifts.

At the same time, each of the forces has not yet written a sincere and firm letter of apology.

In the end, Cangye chose to become a lone mercenary.

The reason for this consideration is that there are more and more secrets that cannot be seen in him.

……

After being recognized by the Professionals' Guild, Cangye was successfully promoted to a D-rank mercenary.

As his evaluation increases, he can receive more tasks and more rewards.

There's even the ability to join the Professionals' Guild directly without testing.

However, I believe that any mercenary with small achievements will not easily use this authority.

Walk out of the Professionals' Guild and arrive at a weapons shop in the night.

A pair of scabbards was custom-made.

The final material was chosen as an enchanted tiger sharkskin, which could mask spell fluctuations, but it was also expensive.

That's a thousand gold.

Cangye paid the bill very happily.

The alchemist who accepted the order politely asked Cangye to get the goods three days later, so efficient must be for the sake of money.

After all, an alchemist is a profession that is both rich and poor like a spellcaster.

Leaving the weapons shop, Nightnight's next target is the High Library in Hearthstone.

The so-called high-level library is not something that can be entered by money, but someone who has a certain status in Hearthstone.

Using 'Hearthstone Friendship', Nightnight managed to get half a day of free reading time in the Premium Library.

Hearthstone is a city that is much more than the heritage of Rover, and the collection of books, which is one of the symbols of the heritage, is four or five times that of Rover City.

And the occult knowledge here is already enough to meet the conditions for his employment as a trainee mage (second order).

But Night's ambition doesn't stop there.

……

The armies of the surrounding city-states were all evacuated and left for the wilderness.

Dozens of castles were in a state of defensive emptiness at the same time.

However, the lords were not worried, and even in celebration of the victory of the Ogre Lair, some city-states even lifted their curfew and reveled all night long.

Yajiao City is a medium-sized city located about 300 miles northeast of Hearthstone.

With a population of about 400,000, it is even stronger than Rover City.

The city is Hearthstone's most loyal ally, and as a result, nearly seventy percent of the City Guard's combat strength is involved in the crusade against the ogres.

That night, a group of black-robed people quietly sneaked into the carnival of Yajiao City.

The soldiers on the night vigil were almost always dealt with instantly.

Not only did this group of black-robed men have a large number of skilled assassins and assassins, but they have even appeared as spellcasters.

A few ordinary magic spells [Silence Spell] even blocked the sound of the soldiers screaming.

This group of enemies who came from nowhere wore black robes, covering their heads to their feet, and even their faces were hidden in the shadows.

If anyone wants to look closely, they will see a terrifying scene in the shadows.

Hidden under the black robe was a skeletal face with white bones and no flesh attached to it, and its hollow eyes lit up with ghostly fire.

Not an ordinary low-level undead, but a noble undead among the undead!

As an enemy of the living, Prometheus can contain demons, devils, and even necromancers, but once there is a trace of the undead, it is bound to kill them all.

The towns and villages attached to the outside of Yajiao City have long since fallen.

In the frenzied and muffled chant of the black-robed undead—

One by one, the dead beings are given strange vitality and return to the world as undead spirits.

Manipulating a large number of undead, the undead launched an attack on Apsara City.

Half an hour later—

"Guards! Guardsman! ”

The city lord roared, and even bothered to put on his clothes to direct the remaining garrison to resist the undead siege.

Damn it! Where do so many undead come from? There are still undead? These bastards!

Now that most of the army is still out of the country, the so-called covenant of sending so many troops on a trip is a source of chagrin in the hearts of the city lord.

A hint of panic spreads.

Since the siege of the city by the undead, the already small number of guards have been assigned to various urban districts to garrison and patrol.

However, when the alarm was actually raised, there were very few corresponding guards.

The end can be imagined.

There was a terrible whistling sound in the sky, and a winged true dragon with only white bones left flew in the city, its chest flashing with a miserable green light, and in the blink of an eye, a mouthful of death dragon breath erupted.

The inhabitants of the city were killed and wounded innumerably, and the so-called powerhouses could not even touch the tip of the tail of the bone dragon.

It turned out to be the Worship of the Dragon!

The city lord gasped.

This is not a simple cult.

The Cult of the Dragons not only spread evil doctrines in Prometheus, but also in other planes.

This is an evil sect from the plane of the dead!

The Yajiao City Lord was terrified in his heart, and his body retreated backwards in a hurry.

He closed his eyes in agony.

The city is over.

Now, I have to find another way.

Turning around without attachment, the city lord quickly retreated from the balcony into the hall.

However, an uninvited guest has been waiting for a long time.

Unlike the black-robed dragon worshippers, the guests wore overly ornate mage robes, with a long back embellished with various patterns of undead.

Skeletons, walking corpses, ghosts, death knights, bone dragons, and more......

The palms deep inside the wide sleeves are unusually pale and dry, with colorful rings on each finger.

If a spellcaster is here, after all, it will be horrified to find out.

Every ring is a magic item!

Seeing the host return, the guest's head, buried under the burqa, was raised.

It was an equally pale, skeletal face, pale blue flames that ignited a cold temperature in the eye sockets that no longer existed.

"You...... You ......"

The lord of the castle had never been so frightened and desperate.

"Damn the Lich ......"

But before he could finish speaking, the lich raised his hand and pointed at it.

A miserable green ray full of plague aura instantly hit the city lord.

Looking at the host, who was kneeling on the ground, lifeless, and looking out the window at the city burned out in the flames of death, the guest gradually revealed an eerie smile:

"Tonight, it's going to be a long ......"