As he spoke, Grey Mist walked to the edge of the Prison of Light, and explained faintly, "The so-called immortality is what you have seen - every time you die, you will be resurrected quickly. And each time it gets stronger and stronger, it's like opening a seal. If I wasn't the opponent of the four of you at the beginning, now that you've killed me three times and unlocked my three seals, the result will be completely different. Now you are no longer my opponent, just a small trouble. ”

Gray Mist stopped at the edge of the Prison of Light, hooked the corners of his mouth, and said with a bit of mockery, "Of course, you can also try to kill me again." Merely...... When I am resurrected for the fourth time and the fourth seal is broken, then you will not even be in trouble, at most a stone on the side of the road. ”

The four Commanders stood up behind the gray mist, their weapons clenched tightly, their eyes a little cloudy, and their hearts were clearly shaken. Among them, the black-armored commander took a deep breath and pursed his mouth to accumulate strength, as if he was still relatively firm and unwilling to give up.

Gray Mist was aware of it, glanced at the Black Armor Commander and said, "Heh, what, you really want to continue to kill me?" I know what you're thinking about now - kill me a few more times, until the end, there will always be an end, right?"

But the problem is, do you think killing me a few times is the limit? five times, seven times, nine times, or a hundred times? Or, there is no end at all. Either way, all I can say is that you kind of want to take it for granted—that you will know our truth well, but not completely—or that the bad part is enough for you to fail. ”

When the words fell, the gray mist turned his head, and his fingers touched the Radiance Prison, and the Radiance Prison shattered instantly. Stepping forward, the gray mist rushed towards the army and slaughtered again, and the situation began to turn around.

Yes, to reverse it.

The war, which had already laid the foundation for victory, now began to change in the opposite direction because of the gray fog and this detail.

Both Richard and Sauron, at the edge of the basin, witnessed this.

Sauron's brow furrowed and his lips pursed, clearly not at peace.

Richard's eyes blinked, and he was also a little surprised by the resurrection ability of the gray mist, which was even more perverted than the original Golden Ring Rommel, really...... There is a reason why the color index is one level higher than the gold ring...... Even if Rommel is the strongest gold ring, the first person under the color ring, the god even surpasses some color rings...... But the gap remains......

The chain changes caused by the gray fog in the field reminded him of a folk song on the earth: Lose a nail and break a shoe, break a shoe, break a horse, break a horse, break a horse, hurt a knight, hurt a knight, lose a battle, lose a battle, lose an empire......

Battles are always prone to unexpected things, and because of one accident, it will lead to a total loss...... If it goes on like this, the alliance has been preparing for an operation for so long, and it looks like it is really going to end in failure.

Richard exhaled lightly and looked at Sauron.

Sauron's face was constantly changing at this time, and it seemed that he wanted to take action himself, and Richard couldn't help but say: "General Sauron, if you really want to make a move, it is better for me to help." ”

"Huh?" Sauron looked at Richard and said, "Your Excellency Richard, do you want to strike now? are you serious......? Seriously, the manager of the Truth Society is so powerful, it is indeed a bit beyond the planned expectations, and we are very likely to lose this battle...... However, the army in the field is not the entire strength of the Alliance, and even if it fails, the Alliance still has the remaining ability to continue to deal with the Truth Society......"

"I know, I know that. Richard nodded, not denying, "I know that this battle is lost, and it is not a disaster for the Alliance, but the problem is, I don't want this battle to be lost if I can."

Don't get me wrong, I'm not loyal to the Alliance, and even if I did, you wouldn't believe it - if I were truly loyal, I wouldn't have tried all sorts of ways to be lazy along the way.

The reason why I want to win the battle is related to a promise - when Oscar, the minister of your court, told me to make me a command advisor and help the League win the war, he would give me the royal library books I wanted.

Now that the battle has been lost, the whole war is likely to be very uncertain, and I am not sure if the promise will be kept. If, on the other hand, the battle is won, the whole battle is unhindered, and it should be almost possible to declare a great victory—a promise that would be a bit too much to say if it is not kept.

So, for my own sake, for what I want, I'm going to do it too. But then again, this must have been an unexpected thing in your plans, and I was an extra. So, if I do help you win the battle, then I ask for more gain. As for what the extra gains are, I'm not sure yet, but there has to be. ”

After listening to Richard's words, Sauron was stunned, and then squinted his eyes and said, "Your Excellency Richard, I can agree to the conditions you proposed. You can even go one step further and use my personality to guarantee that as long as you can help the army win the battle, after the war is over, you can carve out a large independent fiefdom in the area occupied by Sika.

After all, our main goal in this war is the Truth Society, and as long as we destroy the Truth Society's headquarters, everything will be fine. But one question is, are you sure...... Can you help us win this battle by eliminating the Colored Ring that the truth keeps resurrecting?"

"This ...... How can you know if you don't try?" Richard spread his hands.

"Forehead ......"

"Okay, let's try it. Richard said, stepping on his feet, and his body flew up, falling into the field without a word.

......

In the field, Grey Mist slaughtered the Alliance forces.

He held a scythe of energy condensed in each hand, like a reaping of life, constantly cutting off the heads of the knights in disguise. Among them, the wizards of the alliance attacked and released fireballs, but with a "poof", they were directly split by the gray mist, followed by the body of the wizard.

Along with the dead wizards, there was a blue-robed wizard, seeing this, his face changed, and with a wave of his hands, many shields were generated in front of him.

Gray Mist looked at it, snorted coldly, and didn't care. Stepping to close the distance, the scythe blade of his left hand slashed down, and the many shields cast by the blue-robed wizard were like papier-mâché, all of them cracked, exposing his thin body.

Then Grey Mist slashed the scythe in his right hand.

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