Running from rooftop platform to rooftop, Marceau had a lot to think about - first, the players in the first open era had organized an effective defense, which meant that the players and the natives' city guards were indeed able to stop the wave of the undead, so why not let them react sooner and face the danger sooner?

Thinking of this, Marceau stopped, turned on his bloodline superpower, chose spell extension and spell extension, and then turned on spell extreme effect himself. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Jumping to the mouth of the alley, ignoring the sound of Sapan walking quickly behind him, the cat cub slammed the sage's staff to the ground, and a huge fireball gathered in front of him, and four seconds later, the extremely extended fireball fell into the ranks of the undead.

Then a deafening explosion was heard throughout the city.

When the dust cleared, the cat cub took out the earplugs from his ears, and then turned his head to look at the mage guard who was doing the dumbfounded thing in front of the various undead corpses burning in the alley: "There are a large number of undead in the harbor area, I am ......" "I don't know, kitten, I don't know where you came from, but you gave us time to react!" The middle-aged man who seemed to be the leader nodded: "The damage you caused here will be paid for by the Royal Mage Guild." ”

"That's great. There is no need to face a compensation bill that may transcend time and space, Marceau naturally doesn't have to worry about anything, but there is one more problem, the cat cub looked at the male owner who came out of the broken house: "The situation seems to be very critical, at least it is also a doppelganger-level undead unit, and his blasphemous aura makes many ordinary civilians unable to resist at all." ”

"Kitten, I have a mission here, go to the main square and tell everyone you can tell, whether they are foreigners or natives, that the dimensional invasion is coming...... Take it, this is the badge of my Royal Mage Society, if there are city guards blocking you, take it out and tell them to organize a defensive line with the long street on the central axis of the entire main square, and ......" Glancing at the wave of death pouring into ruins in the distance, the middle-aged man smiled: "Also, tell everyone in the Cult of the Gods that we need time to cover the withdrawal of innocent civilians from this city, so that they can start the war circle, we need time, just one more second, remember the password, the arcane is eternal." ”

“…… Your command, my mission. Taking the badge, Marceau turned around and gave himself a flying spell, and as he took off, Marceau saw the endless Sea of Death coming from the harbor area.

Is...... That's a desperate amount.

………………

Coming to the main square, facing the mage guards who flew over and wanted to stop them from continuing to fly, Marceau took out the badge given by the middle-aged man: "Arcane is eternal!"

"How could you...... What's going on with you!What's going on in the harbor area!" The royal mages, who had been ready to do anything without saying a word, stopped in front of Marceau, and the kitten told the story of what was happening in the harbor area.

As he said this, a series of explosions came from behind Marceau, and this time without Marceau's explanation, the mage guards had to believe everything Marceau said: "Tell everyone! Mr. Parn confirms that this is a dimensional invasion!"

"Then I'll inform the Cult of the Gods!" Marceau said.

"No, we'll have someone else over there!" Looking at the wooden sword stabbed into the chest, the head of the mage guard trembled, and then began to burn, Lisuo looked at the remaining two mage guards in front of him and shouted, "Tell me! Why was your person in charge killed by a long sword made by the World Tree!"

"I don't know!" one of them hurriedly raised his hand to show his innocence.

The other began to transform, but before he could finish his transformation, Marceau had already pulled out the sword of the sage on the corpse, and then slashed the half-transformed guy off the skull with a single sword.

"What are you doing here! Notify everyone you can! Plane invasion! We need to build a line of defense on the central axis of the main square!"

"Ahh

Watching him run away, Marceau strode towards the Great Sanctuary, and along the way, the cat cub loudly told all the players and natives in the plaza about what was happening in the harbor area.

Walking all the way into the Great Chapel, Marceau found a middle-aged man in a robe already standing there.

"I already know what you're here for, welcome to Ashbee in 1220, I'm sorry, there is a wicked guest in the house today, and we really can't raise a banquet to welcome you. His voice was soft, but unexpectedly serious.

Marceau pointed to herself, "Do you know who I am?" Marceau asked, pointing to herself.

"Well, I know that you are from the distant future, it is really pleasing to me, to see your appearance, to think that all our pain in this time period has meaning, there is no need to tell me the answer to this dimensional battle, I already know through your appearance, from the future Arcane Sage Reserve, go outside, you are needed more. ”

…… Worthy of the most mysterious black bishop, Marceau smiled and saluted: "Your Excellency, then I will go first, the original divine will last forever." "I still remember that when players faced the ocean of the undead, they liked to shout this sentence the most,

"May the Holy live forever...... Well, may the divine endure forever, and may your path be smooth sailing. ”

Marceau turned around and walked out of the Great Sanctuary without any nostalgia, the square was already full of players and natives who had moved their furniture out of their homes and used them as 'sandbags' and bunker materials for the defensive line.

Some players have even started to build bed crossbow platforms - seemingly good guys from the nearby city walls.

There were players everywhere talking about the plane invasion, and it seemed that everyone was very calm, but at least the truth had been learned, and in the next battle, the task of these young men was to drive away the undead and hold the line of defense in a nearby area.

Marceau pulled out his pocket watch, and it was nine twenty-two a.m...... Fifteen minutes longer than the original mobilization time.

I don't know if these fifteen minutes are enough, but thinking of this, Marceau noticed the sky—the sky was now covered in purple, and there were bloody flesh wraps falling everywhere with a roar.

Is...... It's getting more and more dangerous.

Thinking of this, the kitten waved the staff of the sage, giving a reminder and reward to everyone who sees and does not see. (To be continued.) )