With the arrival of the City of Dawn's army and Lancelot's 3000 Temple Knights, the battle at the Beast Citadel came to an end.
No matter how powerful the Devil's Den was, it could not withstand the simultaneous attack of so many fierce people.
Many demons walked out arrogantly and ran back to the Dark World with their tails between their legs.
The dark creatures were chopped to the ground like harvested wheat.
The Temple Knights cleared out the dark magic, and the corpses could no longer be turned into zombies.
As for the scattered magical beasts, they were all killed and turned into rations that William stored in his space ring.
In this siege mission, he obtained some experience points and an Instance Dungeon crystal.
As for the other tools, skills, and endowments, he did not obtain any of them.
The damage he caused to Kanil was not worth mentioning. He could not obtain any benefits from it.
"This Instance Dungeon is interesting. The players have to resist the dark magic wave before entering the city to provide reinforcements. They even have to face a lunatic like Kanil. It won't be easy." The corners of William's mouth twitched. If the players wanted to enter this Instance Dungeon, they would suffer heavy losses in the first wave of dark magic.
But there were benefits to the dark magic wave.
As long as the players could resist the dark magic wave, they could obtain the teeth, sharp claws, fur, and other materials from the magical beasts.
William would let the players try it out. It was good enough that he did not suffer any losses.
William and Lancelot stood at the top of the city wall and watched the warriors clearing out the dark creatures in the city. They knew each other, and the corners of their lips curled up.
Lancelot patted William's shoulder and said, "It's been a long time. I miss you. Why didn't you visit me after you became an Epic professional?"
William shrugged. He wanted to take Lancelot's hand away, but he knew that Lancelot had been tortured by the Viscount of Darkness time and time again. So, he allowed Lancelot to seek comfort and said, "I heard that the Viscount of Darkness has been causing trouble for you recently."
"Yes. Every time I carry out a mission, I encounter a dark incident. It's related to him. Otherwise, when I carry out a mission, the Viscount of Darkness will cause trouble nearby. "That little b * stard. He makes me feel powerless every day. It's hard for me to rest." Lancelot sighed. If he was not so busy and had so many battles, it would be difficult for him to become an Epic professional in such a short time.
William laughed and said, "Why? Do you want to kill him?"
"That's the plan, but I don't know how to kill him." Lancelot nodded heavily.
The prince raised his eyebrows. "I don't know either. Just bear with it for now. One of you is the Son of Light, and the other is the Son of Darkness. Both of you are born enemies. It won't be easy for you to kill him, even with my help."
"The Son of Light. The pressure of this identity is too great. I'm not the son of the God of Light. I don't know why they gave me this identity. Come to think of it, I heard Kanil and you talking about Paul Bain snatching his God's Avatar from afar. Am I right? " Lancelot asked curiously. Innate Divine Spirits were incredible and would definitely attract a lot of people's attention.
William of Kingdom of Lancelot of of Hell. William of Gods of Town. "William of Town of Mercenaries of of of Of Faction.
"I of Town of Evil of the of of of Devils of Army of Alliance." William of Evil of Of the Kings of the War. "I of Town of King Camp of of Is of Is Alliance.
"I thought that as his brother, I had the obligation to kill him personally to prevent him from making more mistakes.
But I didn't expect him to remember our brotherhood even after he became a Lich. He even told me that Paul Bain was the one who forced him to become a Lich. "
"I didn't expect him to remember our brotherhood after he became a Lich. He told me that Paul Bane was the one who forced him to become a Lich."
The prince coughed lightly. "It seems that Paul Bain snatched away the Natural God that he was about to possess, forcing him to become a Lich to prolong his life."
"Oh, no wonder why the Eastern Mercenary Union wants to attack the Beastmaster Citadel. There is such a connection. Speaking of which, your Dawn City's intelligence agents are quite strong. You must have planted quite a few chess pieces in our Radiant Temple, right?" Lancelot didn't argue with William.
William laughed and said, "Hehe, of course not. I'm not that kind of person."
"Hehe …" Lancelot laughed. He was too lazy to care about these things.
The Eastern Mercenary Alliance had nothing to do with him. Whether they snatched away the Kingdom of God's body or not, it had nothing to do with him. He just had to report it to the Alliance.
But …
William hoped that Lancelot would report it to the Alliance so that Paul Bane could snatch away the Kingdom of God's body.
William couldn't help but sigh.
Kanil's last move was too amazing.
He even thought that Kanil was the reincarnation of Kobe!
William thought that no one would say anything about the Kingdom of God's body.
However, Kanil was determined to die, and before he died, he even threw the blame to Paul Bain. This was simply outrageous.
…
"What the hell? I snatched the body of the 'Innate God' that he wanted to possess? "Paul Bain spat out a mouthful of blood. His eyes widened in disbelief.
But the spy in the Beast Castle said with certainty, "That's right. Not only did Kanil say so, but his brother, the Lord of Dawn, also agreed."
"F * ck, Kanil is the brother of the Lord of Dawn. I'm screwed." Paul Bain's face was as black as an African's. He really needed some healing information to ease his mood.
But his spy opened his eyes wide and asked curiously, "My Lord, did you really not snatch his Kingdom of God's body? Otherwise, why would we attack the Beast Castle last night?"
"I've never seen it before. I don't even know what a Kingdom of God looks like. How can I snatch it?" Paul Bane was unhappy. He slammed the table and pouted.
It was a pity.
There was no healing information.
Instead, messages kept popping up.
"Kingdom of God? Did you really catch it? "Crown Prince Peter (I'm pressuring you to send me the Kingdom of God's body.)
"Brother, you're awesome. You snatched the Kingdom of God's body and forced the Beast Castle Lord to become a Lich. Wow, can you show me the Kingdom of God's body?" A deputy commander (I can't even show you. You're too lousy as a legion commander.)
"The Eastern Federation Chamber of Commerce is willing to pay a high price for the Kingdom of God's body. The kind without a soul. You can bid." (Don't explain.
"No, no, I don't have a Kingdom of God's body."
Paul's roar shook the sky.
In the camp at the edge of the Magical Beast Forest, countless mercenaries heard the roar of their legion commander.
But in the minds of those with discerning eyes, they would never admit to such a thing, even if they were beaten to death.
But it was a pity.
They did not hear the extreme bitterness and unwillingness in the roar. Instead, they believed that Paul Bane had a God.
…
Three days later.
Because the entire Eastern Region, and even the entire Legendary continent, had their attention on Paul Bane, William, who was in the Beast Castle, was not in trouble.
The reincarnation of a God was not a big deal.
Besides sages and a few Legendary professionals, no one else knew about it.
But it was a Kingdom of God's body.
In this magical fantasy world, many people had the 'possession' technique. They all wanted to obtain the Kingdom of God's body and possess it.
Kanil was the Beast Castle Lord. He had 10,000 reasons not to become a Lich.
He had self-destructed in despair. But before he died, he had said that his' Kingdom of God 'had been snatched by Paul. There was an 80% chance that he was telling the truth.
In addition, the Lord of the City of Dawn, who was Kanil's sworn brother, seemed to have personally acknowledged this matter.
Even if Paul had another mouth, he would not be able to explain himself.
William did not know how Paul would overcome this crisis. This had nothing to do with him.
What he had to do now was to calculate the gains and losses.
"Not a single person from the Dragonblood Legion died, but the Dawn Army lost over two thousand people. Clearly, the intensity of the battle was not small." William sighed. However, the loss of over two thousand people was not worth mentioning in front of the rewards.
William looked at the list and could not help but smile. "The Beast Castle experienced the massacre by the Giant Dragon. In addition to this riot, the city used to have a population of more than two million. Now, there are only 800,000 people left.
"But those who survived the two massacres are basically beast-catching teams and professionals.
"The population has decreased greatly, but the quality of the population has increased significantly.
Among the 800,000 people, 700,000 are professionals.
"There are more than ten thousand Grandmasters and high-level professionals.
"There are 80,000 soldiers from the Beast Castle, and many of them are Grandmasters and high-level professionals.
"Of course, the most important thing is the beast-tamers. The Beast Castle originally had 50,000 beast-tamers, but now there are only 3,000 left. This is a huge loss.
But as long as we have them, that will be the greatest harvest. "
At this time, Nox suddenly came with a middle-aged male beast-tamer.
William raised his brows and signaled him to speak.
"Your Highness, this is the representative chosen by the beast-tamers. He wants to talk to you."
"What's your name?" William's eyes lit up. It was Griffin, one of the future vice-lords of the Beast Castle and a beast-tamer with a legendary bloodline.
However, he was only at the Grandmaster level.
Griffin didn't know that the person in front of him had seen through him. He gulped and spoke in a deep voice: "Honorable Lord of Dawn, Your Highness. My name is Griffin, the representative of the beast-tamers in the city. How do you plan to deal with us?"
William raised his brows: "What do you want to do?"
"Hehe, of course, it's best to leave the Beast Castle and do what we want."
"Forget it. Continue to train your beasts. You'll get the same treatment as before."
"…" Griffin rolled his eyes. Sure enough, no matter what kind of lord the Beast Castle had, they were all beast-tamers who wanted to squeeze every last drop of blood out of them.
However, William's next words made his impression soar.
"Twenty years. You only need to train the beasts for the city for twenty years. Then, I'll give you your freedom."
"Really?" Griffin couldn't believe it.
"Yes, I, William, am a man of my word. I'll let you go, and I'll let you go."
"Thank you, Your Highness. I wish you all the best in becoming a saint and a god. Your future is boundless!" Griffin's eyes flashed with joy as he left in a hurry. He wanted to tell the other beast-tamers this good news.
Meanwhile, William raised his brows. Twenty years?
His favorability points are going to explode.
You still want to leave?
Are you born in the year of the Dragon?
You must have been dreaming during the day.
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