Vol 2 Chapter 276: End

Inside the pontoon, the defenders who were ordered by the Templars to stop their resistance were with ropes by the slaves, and Li Bingheng had temporarily saved the life of the captain of the pontoon.
"Fortunately, your weapon has a flame effect, which reduces the possibility of a lot of infection." Li Bingheng bandaged the wound of the captain's broken arm while habitually admonishing: "As long as he can pass today, he will survive."
"As long as he can live to raise the airship to a height where the bugs can't threaten us." The demon hunter added: "I think our mission this time should be over."
Except for the few still alive crew members, in their positions, manipulating the airship to float up, everyone else was left outside the cab.
Abraham was comforting the slaves. For some reason, the Templar was also on Abraham's side, and he showed himself that he was accusing the slaves of how low the survival rate was under the rule of the Witch King.
According to Abraham, the Templar had nowhere to go. From the first time he compromised with the rebels, in the eyes of the Witch King, they were all the same.
As the first player to contact Yang Yuefan, Li Bingheng hesitated for a moment, or asked: "Sir, can I ask, Mr. Yang from the Legal Department, was he deliberately left behind?"
Xu Yichen smiled slightly, and said with a hint of the joy of the success of the prank: "I think he has a way to get out."
This can also be regarded as revenge for him acting alone, forcibly starting the second phase of the mission, full of joy for the demon hunter who trapped his teammates in the big pit.
Li Bingheng shrugged, he has done his best, so let him ask for more blessings.
And inside the magic tower, the'forgotten' player, Yang Yuefan, twitched the corner of his mouth, watching the steam jetting out, turning into a small floating boat in the sky: "Maybe Master Master, do you have any other solutions? ?"
Outside the fortress, the metal box containing the giant worm, riddled with holes gnawed by other worms, a tall figure broke free from the box in a roar full of anger.
The huge insect slammed into the magic tower with an unrelenting aura, and the entire tower shook in the impact of the opponent.
The voice of the mage Witte seemed very calm in the shock: "The structure of this high tower is very strong, and the foundation is 15 meters deep. This kind of impact will basically not cause structural damage. What you need to worry about is that the bugs are along Climb in from the outer wall."
"The teleportation technique that comes with the magic tower can only teleport one person away. Don't think that I will teleport you away. Without the magic mark of the Supreme Council, this system can't recognize you at all, outsiders." Mage Witte felt that he was behaving at this time. It was very good, neither panicking nor crying.
He hoped that when he was receiving the resurrection, when the Supreme Council extracted his last memory, he saw a calm and wise mage.
He used those insignificant intelligence to play one-on-one games with the enemy, calmly gaining enough time for his soul backup.
In this way, the death this time will not have any negative effects on him, and may also add points. Thinking of this, Mage Werther speaks softly to the captors behind him.
Yang Yuefan's voice was also calm, because he knew that this time the mission was almost over, and he might enter the screen of character settlement at any time.
The only question is how much information he can extract from the mage before the mission ends.
As a result, surrounded by thousands of insects, the two had a peaceful and elegant conversation in the magic tower.
"So, the witch kings are all legendary wizards?"
"Of course, witch kings are all legendary wizards, but legendary wizards are not necessarily witch kings."
"So, the Supreme Council is a unified organization of wizards under the Witch King. It manages the entire New World and provides various experimental materials and assistants for the Witch Kings?"
"After all, great witch kings have precious time, and wasting time on these mundane things is a loss for the whole world."
"Have you ever thought that in the eyes of the Witch King, you are no different from those slaves?"
"Of course there is a difference, our value is higher, and we volunteer to serve the Witch King, because we all know the importance of the Witch King."
"So, the reason why you talk to me so calmly is because the Supreme Council in your mouth is capable of resurrecting you after your death?"
"Of course, this is a great Witch King..."
"Ha, why not go on, I am very interested in this, which great Witch King has developed the technology that can bring the dead back to life?" Yang Yuefan's face was with a winner's smile, he knew this The cunning mage didn’t explain everything he knew~EbookFREE.me~ EbookFREE.me~ Mage Witte’s face was very ugly, but fortunately, he had already completed the backup of his soul. Enough for him to be sent to the stake.
After all, there are many witch kings whose research directions overlap with those of the gods. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, many witch kings hide their existence.
The people in the courtroom obviously have a soft spot for the wizards who have made mistakes. After their souls are burned, the psychic brilliance produced is enough to flash in the void for a few seconds, providing more data for the Witch Kings.
Thinking of his possible fate, Mage Witte gritted his teeth and said: "You never want to get a word from me! Outsider!"
In the smile of the winner of Yang Yuefan, those hard-climbing bugs finally climbed up from the outside of the magic tower. The hideous limbs and the small eyes shining with vicious light all reflect the hunger and thirst of the Tyrann bugs for other life forms. .
"Enjoy the opportunity to dance with the insects, this is what you deserve!" Yang Yuefan pushed the mage to the first insect that rushed into the tower, and then turned and ran back.
Before the insects from the other direction pounced on him, Yang Yuefan jumped down from the tower, stretched his limbs in the air, trying to increase the time of floating in the air for a few seconds.
"Damn, how come this mission hasn't ended..." The elongated roar suddenly stopped in mid-air, and Yang Yuefan suddenly disappeared in mid-air.
And inside the pontoon, the captain, who was pale due to excessive blood loss, was relying on his seat to direct the crew to continue ascending under the orders of the Templars: "We have reached a safe height. Those bugs threaten Not us anymore."
When Yang Yuefan opened his eyes again, what he saw was the face of the demon hunter.
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