Inside the hovership, the defenders, who had been ordered by the Templars to stop resisting, were tied together with ropes by the slaves, while Lee Byung-heng had temporarily saved the life of the captain of the hovership.

"It's good that your weapon has a fire effect, which reduces the possibility of infection a lot." While bandaging the wound on the captain's broken arm, Li Bingheng habitually advised: "As long as he can pass today, he will survive." ”

"He'll just live long enough to raise this broken airship to a level where the bugs can't threaten us." The Demon Hunter added, "I think our mission is almost over. ”

Except for the few crew members who were still alive, in their positions, maneuvering the airship to float, everyone else was left outside the wheelhouse.

Abraham was pacifying the slaves, and for some reason, the Templar was on Abraham's side, speaking out to complain about how low the survival rate of slaves was under the Witch King's rule.

According to Abraham, the Templar had no way out, and from the time he first compromised with the rebels, they were nothing short of anything to the Witch King.

As the first player to contact Yang Yuefan, Li Bingheng hesitated for a moment, but still 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 pleasure of the success of the prank: "I think he has a way to get out." ”

This can be regarded as revenge for him acting alone and forcibly starting the second phase of the mission, and the demon hunter who trapped his teammates in a big pit is full of joy.

Li Bingheng shrugged his shoulders, he has done his duty, let him ask for more blessings.

And inside the magic tower, the 'forgotten' player, Yang Yuefan, twitched the corners of his mouth, looking at the floating boat that was spraying steam and had turned into a small point in the sky: "Maybe Master Mage, do you have any other way?" ”

Outside the fortress, the metal box that imprisoned the giant insect was riddled with holes eaten by other insects, and in a roar full of rage, a tall figure broke free from the box.

The huge insect slammed into the magic tower with an indomitable momentum, and the entire tower shook in the impact of the other party.

Mage Werther's voice was very calm in this tremor: "The structure of this tall tower is very strong, the foundation is fifteen meters deep, this impact will basically not cause structural damage, you need to worry about those bugs crawling along the outer wall." ”

"The magic tower's own teleportation technique can only teleport away one person, don't think that I will teleport you away, without the magic mark of the Supreme Council, this system can't identify you at all, outsider." Mage Werther felt that he was doing very well at this time, neither panicking nor crying.

He hoped that when he was resurrected, when the High Council retrieved his last memories, he would see a calm, wise mage.

He used those insignificant information to play one-on-one games with the enemy, and calmly bought enough time for his soul backup.

In this way, this time the death can't help but have no negative impact on himself, and maybe there will be some extra points, thinking of this, the mage Werther spoke softly to the hijackers behind him.

Yang Yuefan's voice was also calm, because he knew that this time the mission was almost over, and he could enter the picture of character settlement at any time.

The only question is how much information he can extract from this mage before the mission is over.

So, surrounded by thousands of bugs, the two had a peaceful and elegant conversation in the magic tower.

"So, the Witch Kings are all legendary-level mages?"

"Of course, the Witch Kings are all legendary mages, but legendary mages don't have to be Witch Kings."

"So, the High Council is a unified mage organization under the Witch King, which governs the entire New World, providing various experimental materials and assistants for the Witch King?"

"After all, the 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, we are more valuable, and we volunteer to serve the Witch King because we all know the importance of the Witch King."

"So, the reason why you are talking to me so calmly is because the High Council in your mouth has the power to resurrect you after your death?"

"Of course, this is the great Witch King......

"Ha, why don't you go on, I'm very interested in this, which great witch king has developed the technology to bring the dead back to life?" With a victor's smile on his face, Yang Yuefan knew that this cunning mage had not explained everything he knew.

Mage Werther's face was unusually ugly, but fortunately, he had already completed the soul backup, otherwise the crime of leaking the information of the Hidden Witch King alone would have been enough for him to be burned at the stake.

After all, there are many witch kings whose research directions overlap with the gods, and in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, many witch kings hide their existence.

The people in the Inquisition obviously have a soft spot for mages who have made mistakes, and when their souls burn, they produce a spiritual glow that is enough to flicker in the void for a few seconds, providing more data for the Witch Kings.

Thinking of his possible fate, Mage Werther gritted his teeth and said, "Don't you want to get a word from me again!" Outsiders! ”

In Yang Yuefan's victorious smile, those hard-working insects finally climbed up from the outside of the magic tower, their hideous limbs and small eyes shining with vicious light, all reflecting the hunger and thirst of the Tylen bugs for other life forms.

"Enjoy the opportunity to dance with the worms, you deserve it!" Yang Yuefan pushed the mage to be the first to rush into the tower, and then turned around and ran backwards.

Before the insects from the other direction pounced on him, Yang Yuefan jumped down from the tower, stretching his limbs in the air, trying to increase the time to float in the air for a few seconds.

"Damn, why isn't this mission over......" The elongated roar suddenly stopped in mid-air, and Yang Yuefan suddenly disappeared in mid-air.

Inside the floatship, the captain, who had been a little pale from blood loss, was leaning on his seat at the Templars' orders to direct the crew to continue their ascent: "We have reached a safe level, and those bugs will not be a threat to us. ”

When Yang Yuefan opened his eyes again, he saw the face of the demon hunter.