When they arrived at the Ximen Council Hall, the attack of the Night Mask was still fierce, and the whistling arrows continued to cross the eaves obstacles and fortifications, this group of thieves no longer looked like thieves, they continued to penetrate the defense network formed by the Ximen Navy under the leadership of mercenaries, although they failed to break through, but they were as viciously entangled with the navy as if they had eaten gunpowder, and groups of assassins shuttled between the battle arrays, repeatedly giving heavy casualties to the sergeants.

However, with good organization and well-trained, as well as the combat effectiveness formed by years of naval battles, although the number of Simon Navy was only two-thirds of the number of the Night Mask thugs, it was able to suppress the offensive of the thugs, and slowly advanced, quite the upper hand.

It's just that such a stalemate determines that this battle cannot end quickly.

And Simon's bigwigs arrived on the battlefield much later than expected.

When the wizard's teleportation spell had an effect, and he was traveling through space in the astral plane, when he was about to reach the target, a powerful force blocked the teleportation spell from continuing to work, and the wizard's pupils contracted, knowing that a force blocked all teleportations to the west gate.

He had to jump out of a crack, interrupting the teleportation.

When he came out, he found himself in the harbor area, surrounded by the group of nobles involved in the meeting, many of whom were missing—it was clear that not all of them could remain calm when the teleportation failed.

"What the hell is the Night Lord doing?" Bishop Khazar looked a little embarrassed, his brow tightly knotted as he looked at the smoke-billowing city not far away.

"It's not going to be a good thing anyway, it's not a good feeling. Several of the nobles frowned, although they had lost some people to the teleportation wall, but the changes in the distant city were more disturbing, and they gradually realized that the Night King's attack during the day might have his own reasons, and it was not a gambler's desperate gamble.

In the next moment, everyone knew what the reason was.

In just a few breaths, a force so powerful that ordinary people could clearly perceive it rose from the center of the city, and the originally clear sky suddenly became cloudy, and the faces of the nobles on the harbor suddenly changed greatly.

They knew what was going to happen in the city.

The sky was covered with more than a dozen layers of dark clouds so low that they seemed to be touched, and the clear day became as dark as night.

In the midst of the rolling thunderstorms, bursts of shrill roars erupted all over the city, and everyone could see that shadows were floating around the city, and large groups of bats seemed to ignore the threat of thunderstorms, waving their wings in groups and flying into the sky, covering the sky.

Then there was the screams of the harbor defenders.

When the vampires are dispatched during the day, it is probably difficult to cope with the defenders of the city alone.

Although the heavy rain extinguished the burning flames, the darkness gave rise to a little despair in the hearts of the nobles by the harbor.

"They, they actually fought this idea......" One nobleman swallowed, "I knew that these vampires wouldn't be able to send people to death without any nerves." ”

The wizard's eyebrows are deep, as a legendary spellcaster, it is not surprising that he has the ability to change the weather, and any legendary mage, after more than ten days of research and preparation, can mostly cast such a spell.

"We can't let the city fall. ”

The sound of battle is approaching, and the navy seems to be unable to resist the attack of the vampire's Night Mask, and is retreating in the direction of the harbor.

Bishop Qajar stood in front of a group of nobles and tried to boost morale: "We should prepare our men to continue the battle. ”

"Damn, where do we still have enough manpower?" a nobleman howled, clutching his hair in anger and despair, "Our privates are all at home, but they have been captured by the bats. ”

"Harbor District, I don't think my people have been attacked yet. Selion stood up: "I can send two hundred men, and my servants have gone to the stronghold to gather them." ”

This kind of standing up can undoubtedly calm all the nobles a little, some calm nobles can start to gather the troops that can be sent, a few nobles' homes have not been breached, after transferring relatives and friends, they can also draw out scattered private soldiers, while the harbor area has not yet fallen, the wizard can also recruit the hundred Black Sea gang thugs, and some of the private soldiers that Vika and her family put in the wizard's manor are on the way, and it seems that they can't get here for a while.

As for asking for help from the Coastal Wizards Association, although the wizards did not hesitate to send a group of apprentices or bodyguards to participate in the battle, the wizards scattered in the Dragon Coast area were not all very close to Ximen, and it seemed that it was a bit difficult to gather people from them at this time.

This makes Celion and his Bloodsail mercenaries unique on the edge of the harbor - plus Penny's men and the nobles' miserable private soldiers, among the hundreds of people who have been put together on the spot, his men are well-armed and energetic, and they seem to be extremely combative.

This also made a few smiles appear on his originally solemn face again.

If the decisive battle had broken out at this moment, whether he won or lost, Celion would have been more important than Penn Diesel right now.

The wizard frowned, although it was very boring to still intrigue at this time, but this was indeed his miscalculation - the Night Mask launched a general attack at this time, which he did not expect - the situation in the city of Ximen in the previous period provided the conditions for the Night King to prepare such a conspiracy.

Selion's sturdy men had also attracted the attention of the nobles who had previously looked down on him, and now the gang leader seemed to be their new spiritual support.

If the navy in the city collapses, the motley army of 500 people here seems to be of no avail, but there is still hope: "Hold on, there are still 800 permanent navy on Dragon's Tooth Island in the north, and we should be rushing here now, as long as we can survive for two hours." ”

James Salaval shouted, "It only takes two hours!"

The depressed morale of the nobles was suddenly invigorated, although the attack of the vampires was unexpected, but the absolute power of Ximen City was still stronger than the Night Mask, otherwise the rule of the nobles would have been overthrown for a long time.

As long as all the armies are assembled, vampires don't seem so terrible anymore.

However, the rout that had already appeared in the field of vision made everyone's eyelids jump again, and clouds of screaming black smoke erupted from the streets and alleys, and the retreating soldiers used their shields and swords to block the knives, guns, and arrows that poked out of the smoke, but they still kept falling.

"Retreat!" Anthony Eldo, covered in blood, brandished his sword, rushed to the edge of the harbor surrounded by a group of guards, and when he saw the ragtag army gathered at the side, he immediately made a judgment: "Unstoppable, unstoppable!"

"It has to be blocked. Bishop Qajar drew a huge mace from behind him and roared: "There are reinforcements from the north! We must hold on! We must not give up hope......

"He, he'......" Anthony rolled his eyes, as if to say something, but eventually exhausted from excessive bleeding and dizzy with a crooked neck.

The rolling black mist, the pouring rain, the chaotic clash of weapons, the blood of the sea flowing down the ditch into the bay, the pungent blood burrowing into the nostrils of the nobles of the seashore, this unfinished sentence seemed to indicate an even more terrible calamity, and filled their hearts with depression.

As if sensing something, Bishop Khazar, who had just finished roaring together, turned solemn and low, and the dark fog that poured out of the city and covered the body of the Night Mask thug stopped on the periphery of the harbor, and the dark cloud was surprisingly thick, like a black hole frozen directly above the harbor area, and black aura spread out from the center of the cloud, stretching all the way to the clouds.

The wizard was even more able to sense the terrifying surge of source power, this surge, he had only sensed once in the Blackhall Institute in Nancel, this time although the level was weaker, but there was no doubt that this was beyond the magic power outside the source of the source.

It is this huge vortex of source power that supports the abnormal weather, and if it is too far away or disappears, the vampires who rely on dark clouds and thunderstorms to avoid the light will inevitably be wiped out.

"Reinforcements from the north?" a mocking voice emerged from the mist, low but powerful, in the center of the black mist, a tall figure gradually showed a blurred outline, and the people of the sea, who had long-range weapons, were ready to shoot, but they knew it was futile—the cloud was dozens of yards above the ground, and three hundred yards from the harbor where they were.

At this distance, it is probably impossible for an ordinary bow and crossbow to ensure accuracy, even if the weapon is enough to pass the level, there will not be such a sharpshooter who pierces Yang in a hundred steps, and even if there is such a sharpshooter, whether the powerful arrow can penetrate that layer of clouds seems to be a problem - you know, legendary spells have always focused on protection, and even demon-breaking arrows may not be able to break them.

It's the King of the Night.

The dark nightmare that has plagued the Dragon's Coast for fifteen years, whether the people on the beach have seen it or not, have confirmed his identity while hearing this voice.

"How do I remember that my spy has managed to kill the Admiral?Oh, it doesn't matter if I didn't, I bought a few batches of pirates the day before yesterday to have some fun with him......

This sentence made the nobles of the seaside turn pale, and it was obvious that this was enough news to destroy the last hope in the hearts of the nobles, and some of the nobles even turned pale and collapsed on the stone bricks of the port, which undoubtedly made people feel more depressed and desperate.

"Surrender or die. "The midday bells of the coast rang at the same time, but the sky was dark.

Albach made a declaration.

A large number of Night Masked thugs emerged from the black fog and formed a semicircle around the rabble on the harborside, and the faces of the nobles were dead to ashes.

"You can't give up the fight, you can't give in to the creatures of darkness. Bishop Khazar roared loudly.

"I admire your stubborn brain, oh, I can't bear to kill you, Bishop Khazar, if you are willing to obey me, I will make you my most honorable minions. The voice in the black fog was still full of cat banter, he looked at the group of decadent ragtag army on the seaside, and even felt that he could kill them all by himself - this is not arrogance, a legendary wizard with thousands of minions cover, if he can't even cast a few spells, it would be ridiculous.

Still, he liked to slowly break the will of the resisters: "Surrender, poor worms, what's so bad about the previous order?

A group of night masked thugs laughed and pulled out a group of screaming and crying humans, and many nobles on the beach immediately collapsed.

Although they knew that the conflict was imminent, due to the turmoil or negligence of Lian Yu, there were still a small number of nobles who did not transfer their relatives in time.

The Night King is certainly not the kind of gentleman who will bring disaster to his family, and he should not be expected to fight the Simons impartially.

Nearly half of the nobles had lost the will to fight, the decay spread, the morale of the motley army was even lower, and the eyes of the Bishop of Khajar were full of anger, but they also became difficult to attack under the thick clouds.

"So, you've already lost. "The Night King has come to a conclusion about the battle.

But it's too early to tell.

"Your Majesty, your judgment is too rash, at least I have reservations about this conclusion. ”

A voice caught the attention of the Night King, he saw the wizard in the white robe, looking at the white young face, it should be a stranger, but Albuck read a little déjà vu from the figure, heard the voice, he thought for a moment, and finally determined the source of this familiarity.

"Ah, I remember you, you mixed up with them, funny ......" The Night King's voice suddenly became surprised, as if he had figured out something: "What a good drama, hahaha, you are such a genius, especially compared to the group of idiots next to you, well, don't admit defeat, your movements are too slow, your 'allies' are too stupid, now hurry up and surrender, you will get the most noble blood of my clan - I will treat you like my son." ”

This sentence caused the vampires below who were still hidden in the fog to erupt in a whisper, and the eyes of the wizards by the sea were full of jealousy—even to the children of his cronies, Auerbach used them as tools, especially one of the young new vampires- This high-ranking vampire who was transferred from the Duke's subordinates to Auerbuck's subordinates was still mopping the floor some time ago, and his heart was full of anger: why was he treated as a lowly commodity everywhere, and that guy could be treated differently everywhere?

The deep reluctance and humiliation once again deepened Duncan's hatred for Pan Diesel.

Not just him, all the vampires had the urge to kill this guy, and they didn't want this wizard to surrender - it would give them one more guy above one man and more than ten thousand people on their heads.

"But I haven't lost yet, Lord Albuck, please take my counterattack. The wizard bowed, all eyes focused on him, but as soon as he raised his sleeve, a cloud of white light flew towards Albuck from a long distance.

The vampires sneered - the light was narrow and inconspicuous, worse than the sound and light of the weakest trick.

The nobles' eyes darkened, and Pan Diesel's words just now gave them hope in their hearts, but this light made all their hopes trampled into the mud, even the blind who didn't know magic, seeing the expression on the face of the mage next to him, knew that the power of this magic was not worth mentioning.

"Huh?" Shocked by the wizard's resistance, Albuck let out a long laugh and released a magical beam of distraction from his fingers: "Okay, I'll take your counterattack, but you'll be my ...... in the end"

His voice stopped abruptly, as he found that the magic disarming beam released with his legendary-level spell-casting ability actually shattered like glass struck by a giant hammer when it collided with this thin white light.

The silent shattering shocked him, and at that moment, the white light penetrated into the black mist outside of his body.

It all happened in the blink of an eye, and the voice of the Night King rang out again, but it was a shrill scream that shook the clouds in the sky!

(To be continued)