The former lord of Neverwinter was still unconscious on his bed, unaware that his heart had been taken out.

Tang Sen didn't intend to wake him up, taking the other party's heart was itself a foreshadowing, at least for now, Dagot Ember was of no use to Tang Sen.

When needed in the future, Townsend can appear in front of the other party at any time with a heart.

There was still chaos in the Neverwinter Castle, and the soldiers searched for traces of Townsend in various important places, but they found nothing, and no one knew that Townsend had quietly left the Neverwinter Castle.

At the same time, in the heat of the arena, big merchants from all over the world sat on the tower with the best view, fiddling with all kinds of treasures in their hands, arguing about the gambling game of the Scorching Sun Tournament.

A businessman shouted impatiently, "What are you talking about?" Shut up! ”

He was reprimanding a female mage, who had almost all of her skin wrapped in a black robe, revealing only a pale face, holding a horn-like object in both hands, and whispering unfamiliar language in her mouth.

The mage ignored the merchants, but walked towards the table where the merchants were sitting, and just as everyone was angry, she suddenly ripped off her hood, revealing a bald head full of strange patterns, and her black robe turned bright red as if it had faded.

At the same time, her chanting became louder and louder, and even her whole body was suspended, and she raised the horn in her hand and headed towards the patio.

Only then did the merchants realize that something was wrong, and they looked up and saw that the sky above the arena had appeared at some point, and a red substance like an upside-down tree root had appeared, which was rapidly spreading downward.

They stood up in a panic, only then did they realize that this chief mage belonging to Neverwinter was actually casting a spell just now, and looking at this posture, I am afraid that it is an extremely terrifying evil spell.

But it was clearly too late to flee now, and when the substance that fell from the sky poured into the horn in the mage's hand, a crimson mist poured out from the other end of the horn, enveloping all the merchants and squires in an instant.

They foamed at the mouth and let out screams of pain, but after a few seconds, the flesh was dried up, and they were directly stripped of their life and transformed into undead.

And the crimson mist continued to spread towards the entire arena.

Predictably, this spell will directly transform the entire arena and everyone in the surrounding area into undead creatures, and these undead will spread throughout a day, killing all the living in Neverwinter, turning it into a city of death.

However, the unexpected happened.

When the female mage looked at the arena, she found that the spectators who had been sitting densely seated, as if attracted by something, had already rushed towards the outside of the arena, and when the red mist spread throughout the arena, only those big merchants and a few scattered unlucky people turned into undead creatures.

Tang Sen stood on top of a tall tower in the distance, looking at this scene with a solemn face.

"Transforming living beings into undead in an instant?"

Although he had known this information for a long time, and knew that this spell originated from the scarlet horn in the mage's hand, when he saw it with his own eyes, he personally felt the shock brought by this evil spell.

Moreover, this is only used by a nine-ring mage, and the scope of the impact is only the entire arena.

The last time this horn was used was in Sergey.

Used by Sazastan himself, the crimson mist spread to almost the entire territory of Serre.

You can imagine how powerful Sazastan's magic is.

"Sure enough, the prudent choice was the right one." Tang Sen narrowed his eyes slightly: "An existence like Sazastan, even with the help of the Serre Revival Society, is definitely not something that I can contact now. ”

A message from the priest through the Dark Lord's sigil sounded in his consciousness, and the red-robed mage of the protective system was ready to hide in the shadows.

And those naïve adventurers were rushing to the arena, intending to stop the female mage.

"An experienced savage, a bard who can't cast spells, a Tieflin druid, and a crappy warlock."

Such a team would be difficult even to face a group of ogres, let alone the red-robed mage facing the Nine Rings, and it was obvious that the red-robed mage didn't want to waste time with these adventurers, and with the spell casting, a rumbling sound suddenly sounded in the sky.

Several massive meteorites burned with scorching flames and smashed towards the adventurers.

Nine-ring plastic energy spell - Meteor Burst.

Even if the dragon was hit head-on by such a spell, it would only be greeted with death, but inexplicably, those meteorites seemed to have lost their accuracy, and most of them smashed into the surrounding streets, and the only one that flew straight towards the adventurers was blocked by the warlock using a three-ring protective spell.

They were unscathed.

"It seems to be a battle between a lame adventurer and a powerful nine-ring red-robed mage, but in fact, two nine-ring red-robed mages are fighting, and these adventurers are just the last straw that breaks the camel's back."

Tang Sen watched all this from afar, watching the group of adventurers under the attack of the Nine Rings Mage, although there were dangers, but whenever there was a fatal crisis, it was the right time to turn the danger into a disaster.

Even if the female mage used such a powerful nine-ring spell as Time Stand still in the end, it did not change the ending, and the adventurers caught the flaw and directly destroyed the body that was a lich.

This naturally won't kill her, and in a few days, she will be reborn in her own life box, but the crisis of Neverwinter is over.

"Next, it's the last target's turn."

The cracking helmet he needed was still in the hands of the adventurers, and it was clear that they wouldn't sell it to him for money.

Townsend has an easier way, though.

His consciousness struck the Dark Lord's sigil, and the only Indian reporter in this world shone alone.

"Go find the group of adventurers and snatch the Cleavage Helmet."

After a big battle, the adventurers' spell slots should be almost used, and a priest of the Five Rings will be very easy to deal with these people-

After all, there was no one to help them secretly now.

Of course, it would have been easier for Townsend to take action on his own, but Townsend didn't want to take risks, and everything that happened in Neverwinter had better have nothing to do with him.

Everything is a conspiracy of the red-robed mage!

(End of chapter)