Francis II collapsed. Although his body was still twitching slightly due to the powerful vitality of an Extraordinary, the old king had truly reached the end of his life. Under such circumstances, even the presence of a saint would not be able to save his life.
"To be honest, if not necessary, this is the worst choice." Duke, or Clement, looked down at Francis II, who was gasping for his last breath. He shook his head slightly and sighed. "I don't want to do it myself."
"You overestimated the ability of the flesh construct," Edmund said in a low voice. "I've already warned you that a king is not that easy to deal with. My father always carries the Shadow Seal Ring with him. In the decades when he was on the throne, at least four high-order assassins had died under the power of this ring."
"Shadow Seal Ring … I know about it." Clement quietly watched Francis II breathe his last breath and then bent down. "Now that His Majesty no longer needs this thing, let me …"
Edmund reached out and stopped him. There was a trace of coldness on the young prince's face. "Master Clement, this is my father after all."
Clement looked at Edmund with a faint smile. "I'm surprised that you still remember that."
"All this just to save this …" Edmund said, frowning. But before he finished, Clement suddenly waved his hand and interrupted him. The high-order bishop disguised as a legendary sorcerer stared at the dark fissure in the air. "It seems that we have a guest who is not on the list …"
As Clement's voice trailed off, a powerful magic shockwave immediately spread out with him as the center. Under the magic shockwave, the air between the spatial fissure and Francis II began to twist and tremble. A petite figure shrouded in shadow fog appeared in front of the two.
The figure was hazy, and even the lower half of her body was almost ethereal. But the upper half of her body was solid and real. This form, which was between a real creature and a shadow inhabitant, stunned Edmund and Clement for a moment. While the two were stunned, the petite figure had already rushed to Francis II and took the Shadow Seal Ring from the king's finger with shocking speed and dexterity. Then, she turned around and rushed to the dark fissure.
"Humph!" Clement snorted coldly. He had clearly sensed the presence of a real creature from the figure and realized that this uninvited guest would be the biggest uncontrollable factor. Without hesitation, he rushed to the fissure that was trembling violently and was about to collapse.
Edmund did not see the nature of the figure. The first thing he thought of was the danger of a shadow inhabitant, so he immediately warned, "Wait! Master Clement! "
But by the time he shouted, Clement's figure had already disappeared into the dark fissure. The spatial fissure, which was already unstable in the first place, finally exceeded its critical value after the additional impact. With a strange screech, the entire fissure disappeared in an instant.
In the luxurious lounge, there was only the wreckage of the flesh construct, the body of Francis II, and the crown prince standing silently on the ground.
Hu Po felt that her consciousness was rapidly falling between the Shadow Realm and the real world, but what was even faster than her consciousness was her heart, which was constantly sinking — —
"Damn it, damn it, damn it … I don't have anything better to do! I don't have anything better to do than look for clues! This is really a big deal! "
Hu Po was so regretful that her intestines had turned green. Along the way, she kept scolding herself for her daring actions. However, the ring that she had taken from Francis II at the last moment was still tightly held in her hand. No matter what, she absolutely could not let go of this item!
The illusion of falling rapidly only lasted for a moment. The next moment, the familiar black and white scenery of the Shadow Realm appeared in front of Amber's eyes. As soon as she landed, she immediately confirmed that she was next to the "black fog vortex". This was still the "corresponding area" of the Shadow Experiment Field in the Defiant Stronghold.
In the next second, she felt a terrifying pressure coming down on her. That old man, who looked like he was not to be trifled with, had really chased her into the Shadow Realm!
There were rather dangerous natives in the Umbra Realm, and even Legendary champions were in danger of falling at any time. However, Amber could guarantee that before those Umbra natives were enraged and attacked the old mage in the starry robes, she would definitely be beaten to death first. She did not dare to say anything else, but she was still rather confident in her own combat strength. Under any circumstances, she was very confident that she would be the one to die …
"Solderlin must be a good fighter like the old man said!"
With this last thought in mind, Amber resolutely dispelled her shadow form and let herself fall back to reality.
In the Shadow Experiment Field, Solderlin immediately ordered the soldiers to be on alert after Amber "set off". This was the quality and teamwork that an experienced ranger must have. Because exploring ancient ruins like this, anyone's actions could lead to dangerous challenges. Therefore, when a teammate said "I'll scout ahead", it was basically equivalent to "a wave of enemies may come later".
This was not a trap for a teammate, but a normal procedure for a team exploring ruins.
Just as Solderlin was on alert at the edge of the platform, a blurry shadow suddenly emerged from the circular pit.
The high-grade elven ranger immediately raised his hand. "Alert —"
Amber's figure quickly took shape in the blurry shadow. As soon as the half-elf landed, she immediately jumped out as if she was on a spring, shouting as she ran, "I'm going to lure the monsters!!!"
This was followed by a series of panicked and incomprehensible shouts, such as "I saw something big", "Something big", "My information is worth at least 200 gold coins from the old man", and so on.
Solderlin did not listen to what Amber was shouting behind her. He had already seen another figure emerging from the circular pit, so he shouted again, "Everyone, get ready to explode!"
The figure in the pit completely emerged. It was a stranger in a starry robe.
"Fire!"
Solderin swung his hand down forcefully. Immediately after, he took out a few special heavy grenades from his body and threw them into the pit with all his might.
The figure in the starry robe had reacted at once, but before he could raise his shield, the Steel Rangers around him had pulled the triggers of their launchers. With a series of sharp booms, four grenades shrouded in pale green magical halos flew toward the target almost at the same time.
What followed was a powerful explosion that even Solderlin did not expect. Four consecutive explosions almost sounded as one, and the powerful blast even sent Solderlin flying!
Explosive Shot was a skill commonly used by rangers. One of the ways to release this skill was to compress powerful arcane energy into an arrow and use the arrow as a carrier to cause a big explosion in the target area. The other way was to hit the enemy's head with a heavy grenade.
The second way was currently limited to Cecil.
Might! Strength! Great! Great!
In the huge explosion, Clement felt that he had lost his balance as if he had been carried by a gust of wind. Even his five senses were in a mess. An impact formed by the most primitive and violent energy was tearing apart his defense. The attack was too sudden. With all his experience in casting spells, he had never thought that any senior-rank spell could be released so quickly and without the slightest magic wave. Due to his lack of preparation, his shield failed to be activated. Instead, the two protective magic items on his body were activated automatically and helped him block at least half of the damage.
However, as a high-level Extraordinaire, he managed to survive with great difficulty.
He was not the real "legendary sorcerer Duke", but he was still a senior-grade expert. Also, he was a Druil the Fallen who was best at survival among all the extraordinary classes. Relying on the protection of his magic items and sacrificing part of his own flesh, he managed to save his own life in this brief moment.
This could be a trap. After realizing this, Clement immediately chose to get out of this uncontrollable situation. At the very least, he had to figure out who attacked him.
Solderin was shocked to see a man covered in blood rushing out of the explosion. What shocked him even more was that this man, who was covered in blood and wearing a sorcerer's robe, had a layer of grayish-brown "skin" that looked like tree bark.
Echinoderm, a Druil's ability?!
Solderin thought to himself, but his hands moved even faster. Grenades were not very useful against enemies who were moving quickly, so he took out the short bow he was good at. He raised his right hand and nocked three arrows on the bowstring. As the three arrows emitting a faint arcane light flew towards the target, a series of runic triggers were pulled, and the sound of light beams piercing through the air came from all directions. Scalding rays and small arcane missiles continuously flew towards the enemy like a rain of rain!
Several attacks landed on Clement's body. The high-grade Druil endured the excruciating pain all over his body and stopped by a pool. He immediately pointed at Solderin's direction and shouted, "Wither!"
Solderin immediately felt his vitality slipping away. He found that his hands were quickly covered by an unknown layer of grayish-white. He had to stop shooting and use his mana to resist the spell. However, the other Steel Rangers were not idle. In this short period of time, the grenade launchers had quickly finished reloading and aimed their launchers at the enemy who was covered in blood by the pool.
At this moment, Clement's hair stood on end.
But in the next moment, an even greater sense of danger surged in his heart.
Solderin and the other Steel Rangers instantly stopped what they were doing.
The pond behind Clement started to surge violently. Along with the weird sound of some kind of mollusk stirring in the water and a series of bubbles, several thick tentacles suddenly reached out of the water and wrapped around the terrified fallen druid.
Then, more tentacles came out of the water and wrapped around Clement's body. At the same time, an angry voice came from the water, "I'm just taking a nap! Do you have to blow me up with your grenades?! "
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