Sandro's fall was heavy and sudden. He didn't even finish his sentence before collapsing to the ground. Even the players from Hua Xia were speechless.
After a moment of silence, a few players who were closer to Sandro went up to check on him. They realized that Sandro's fall wasn't just a heavy one. His head had even been smashed. Indeed, it wasn't strange for someone to fall from such a height and land head first on the ground. However, the problem was that he had just made an impressive entrance, yet he was inexplicably killed by a brick before he could even finish his lines. What the hell was going on?
"Ugh … Guild Leader, the Boss fell to his death …" The speechless guild members quickly reported this matter to Night Hang, who was behind them. Night Hang didn't know how to comment on this.
"Uh …" Night Flight glanced at Li Huailin. Of course, he saw it clearly. The Brick was thrown by Li Huailin. While Sandro was still speaking, Li Huailin picked up a Brick and threw it at Sandro. Before Sandro could react, Sandro died. Night Flight didn't know what to say.
"Why are you looking at me? Who told him to wear plain clothes? Isn't he courting death? " Li Huailin shrugged. Of course, Ye Hang also knew about the judgment of the Godly Sword. Now that he thought about it, he understood what was going on.
"Can you at least let him finish his sentence?" Night Flight said with a bitter smile.
"What a waste of time. Hurry up and attack." Li Huailin waved his hand.
"Alright then …" Night Hang casually said. He then said in the guild channel, "Alright, ignore this Boss. Continue attacking the city."
"Attack!" Although they did not understand what was going on, since the Boss was dead, they could continue attacking the city. So, Hua Xia's players started attacking again.
Autretin City was in an uproar at this time. What's going on? Their continent's famous Holy rank Warlock Sandro Daren was actually thrown to death by a brick. What the hell is going on? I don't understand. The Hua Xia Region is really toxic. How can inconceivable situations happen?
Commander Masertolaen was dumbfounded. He couldn't accept this fact, "This … This is impossible. How could Sir Sandro be killed by a brick? This can't be true!"
"Lord Masertolaen, the enemy is attacking!" Of course, the soldiers didn't believe it, but the truth was right in front of them. The Chinese players had already begun to attack the city, and they needed Marthertolaen's command. So, they quickly shook Marthertolaen and shouted.
"No … this can't be real. I must be dreaming." Marthero Tolaen had already started to escape from reality. The impact was too great. When the adjutant saw Marthero Tolaen's situation, he quickly ordered the defense on his behalf.
However, although the order was given, the morale of the soldiers was too low. Sandro's appearance gave them some hope, but that hope was shattered by a brick. The soldiers really couldn't take it anymore. Even if the higher-ups gave the order, they didn't have the confidence to continue fighting.
Of course, the players in the East Asia region were also in an uproar. They were already panicking when the fleet ran away. Sandro's appearance made them feel slightly better. Although they didn't know what was going on with this NPC, he seemed to be very powerful and might be able to turn the situation around. In the end, he was killed by a brick. Are you kidding me?
What should they do now? It was obvious that they couldn't go back. How could they fight against the players in the Hua Xia region? There were so many players outside. They could drown them with just a mouthful of saliva. Therefore, the players started to panic again.
These people weren't from the same guild. There were people from everywhere, and there were also solo players. Therefore, they weren't very organized. Now that they were facing a disaster, how could they hope to unite? Among them, the first to be questioned was Ten Stone Lotus. Everyone thought that it was because of Ten Stone Lotus's wrong leadership that led to their current situation. As long as something happened, everyone's first reaction was to blame someone else. Some people had accepted the mission and wanted to gain some benefits, but now they were blaming Ten Stone Lotus. Of course, Ten Stone Lotus had to bear the responsibility. After all, he was the commander.
"What do you think we should do now? Didn't you say that it would be fine if we followed you? "
"Yeah, how do we go back now?"
A group of players started to criticize Ten Stone Lotus. Ten Stone Lotus was furious. He had enough of a headache, and these people were still arguing. However, he still took a deep breath and said to everyone, "Everyone, do you still have time to argue in this situation? Right now, the only solution is to charge out together. Staying in the city is equivalent to waiting for death. Let's kill our way out and escape to the wilderness. When the players in the Hua Xia region leave, we'll think of a way to go back. "
What Ten Stone Lotus said made sense. Yes, the players wouldn't die, but if they stayed here, they would be spawn camped by the Hua Xia region. Even if they forcefully went offline, the players in the Hua Xia region would be waiting for them in the city. There was nothing they could do. However, if they went out and found a place to go offline, the players in the Hua Xia region wouldn't be able to find them. This was much better than staying in the city.
Seeing that many people accepted his suggestion, Ten Stone Lotus hurriedly said, "In that case, everyone, listen to me. We'll gather at the west gate. I just saw that the west gate is …"
Before Ten Stone Lotus could finish his sentence, someone suddenly pointed to the sea and said, "Everyone, look, our fleet is back!"
Everyone immediately looked over. Under the setting sun, a row of warships appeared on the sea. These were definitely their warships.
"We're saved!" At this time, the fleet appeared again. Of course, everyone thought that the fleet was here to pick them up. In an instant, the crowd erupted in cheers. However, when they saw the situation of the fleet, everyone took a deep breath. They hadn't seen the fleet for tens of minutes, but it was completely different now.
The mighty and magnificent warships from before were gone. Almost every ship in the fleet was covered in black smoke. Many of the ships were still on fire and were slowly sinking. In the end, even their main battleships were already riddled with holes. It was really a tragic sight to see.
Yes, during the time they returned, the fleet had suffered a few rounds of attacks from the Wyverns. Although the effects weren't very good, they weren't meant to sink them. Wilken had plenty of time to play with them, so he slowly eliminated the support ships. He didn't care about these small ships at all. His target was the main warships. First, he wanted to sink all the support ships. Although the main warships were powerful, they couldn't continue playing. They were just moving metal boxes.
Of course, Marquis Ledvart understood the enemy captain's plan, but he still had hope. The opponent was relying on the Wyverns in the sky. Marquis Ledwater couldn't do anything about it, but someone else had a solution. He thought of Sandro, the Warlock who came with them.
Just like in the Hua Xia Continent, the Warlock profession wasn't very popular in the Trioleun Continent. After all, it always reminded people of the infamous Necromancer. Although they weren't the same profession, it didn't affect Marquis Ledwater's dislike for them.
Marquis Ledwater was also very displeased when he learned that Sandro was going on the expedition with him. However, he had to listen to the Emperor's orders. After thinking about it, he didn't say anything. Anyway, he could just ignore this guy. That was why he didn't look for Sandro during the previous meeting. He made all the decisions alone and treated him as if he didn't exist. But now, they had to deal with the Wyverns. Marquis Ledwater finally remembered Sandro. If he knew that they would encounter the Wyverns, he would have left Sandro on the warship.
The main warship approached the coast. The Wyverns' next wave of attack hadn't arrived yet. Marquis Ledwater hurriedly sent a small warship to inform Sandro in the city. He wanted him to quickly deal with the Wyverns in the sky so that they could still fight. So with Marquis Ledwater's order, the messenger found the landing commander, Mathertolaen.
"Sir Mathertolaen! Where's Sir Sandro? Sir Ledwater ordered Sir Sandro to deal with the Wyverns on the warship, "the messenger said anxiously. However, Mathertolaen wasn't in a good condition. He was lying on the ground in exhaustion.
"Mathertolaen!" The messenger was also anxious. He went up and pulled Mathertolaen back.
"Sir Sandro is dead. Hurry up and let the fleet take us away." A soldier next to the messenger said anxiously.
"Yes, the fleet is here to take us away, right?" At this time, the soldiers started to disobey orders. When they saw the fleet coming, they naturally wanted to retreat. Moreover, Commander Mathertolaen was in such a state. Of course, the situation was chaotic.
"What? Sir Sandro is dead? "The messenger looked puzzled." How is that possible? "
"See for yourself." A soldier pulled the messenger and pointed to a pile of rotten meat at the bottom of the city wall. "That's Sandro. Stop talking. Hurry up and retreat. Let the fleet come and pick us up."
"Yes, let the fleet come and get us!"
The scene was chaotic. The herald didn't know what was going on. At this moment, something even more troublesome happened. The players were rioting. Yes, when they heard that the fleet had sent people over, everyone was in a hurry to leave. They hurried over to ask what was going on. Of course, they were stopped by the guards. However, who cared what the guards said at this time?
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