Late at night.

City of Divine Grace.

West.

It is more than ten kilometers away from the [Western Frontier Corps] and [Frontier Camp No. 7] at the western city wall.

Above the watchtower, a drowsy scout was suddenly awakened by a cacophony of movement.

"Huh?"

"What's going on?"

The Scout stood up in a daze, and walked over to the lookout.

Then activate the skill: [Wind Eye].

He is a very typical [support] character, majoring in reciting.

Most of the support players in charge of scouting are [Assassins], and he is no exception.

Assassins of this type forgo the high burst damage they would otherwise be able to have, and spend most of their [Skill Points] on mobility and vision ability.

And the choice of such a career route can indeed make them closer to the positioning of a supporting role.

As soon as [Hawkeye] was activated, the Scout quickly observed the source of movement and sound.

"......"

"That's ......"

The Scout's eyes widened, and he gasped frantically uncontrollably.

Usually it is just casual talk.

But this time, he pumped it upside down, and it was really cool.

- Because the one who came was [Ancient Prison Breath].

The scout couldn't believe his eyes.

He blinked quickly, rubbed it a few more times, and turned the [Eye of the Wind Spirit] skill on and off several times.

Fang was convinced that he was really not mistaken.

- At the forefront of that menacing army is the Ancient Prison Breath.

And behind him, the mighty creatures—

It's all [Necromancy]!

"How could it ......?"

The scout's face suddenly turned pale:

"Isn't that the Ancient Prison Breath?"

"The down-and-out mage who was exiled and imprisoned in [Cassadine] more than ten years ago for breaking taboos......

"How could it be him?"

The scout was completely panicked.

It has been more than 50 years since the birth of the [Holy Spirit] world.

So.

The vast majority of players are aware of this [incident] that happened in the Duchy of Orenste.

And Gu Prison Breath is the most critical person in that [big event], and there is no one.

But if he remembers correctly, as early as ten years ago, the [incident] concerning the ancient prison had already been put down.

And the hero who went out with the Divine Grace Raiders and "killed" the Ancient Prison Rest has now become the Duke of the Duchy of Orenster.

Those past stories and memories should have been sealed in the dust of time long ago.

And yet, now—

Those histories have been repeated on stage again.

"The calf is finished......

"Hurry, it's too late......

The Scout didn't hesitate any longer.

After a brief period of fright, he was extremely frightened and began to issue an urgent message to the central [Western Frontier Corps]:

"Western City Wall, coordinates (182121, 299212) ......"

"A large legion has been detected rapidly approaching the City of Grace, and it is suspected that it is preparing to attack......

"Extremely high-risk targets found in the opponent's formation—"

"Ranked 66th on the list of forbidden criminals in the Duchy of Orenste—"

"Necromancer, Ancient Hell Breath!"

For the first time ever.

The Scout burst out with the fastest hand speed he'd been single in all the years.

He was already keenly aware of the seriousness of the matter.

Ancient prison breath is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

A few years ago, whenever there was an occasion for the appearance of ancient prison rest, it would inevitably be accompanied by a series of large and small [things].

And this time, the situation is completely visible.

Perhaps much more tricky than every time in previous years.

Thinking of this, a rather ominous premonition surged in the scout's heart.

…

…

It's late at night.

The hour hand is already pointing above the zero point.

At this moment, it is the dead of night, and everything is silent.

Inside [the Western Base], the high-level personnel were urgently summoned and sat together in the tactical chamber, where they were engaged in heated conversations.

"Guys, did you see this coordinate from the front [scout]?"

One of the senior officials said excitedly:

「（182121，299212）！」

"I don't think I need to say anything more about the coordinates of this location, right?"

None of the people present objected.

Yes.

It's in the [Western Frontier Corps], but as long as it's not the lowest creep, basically no one doesn't know what it means.

This is the weakest point in the western wall of the City of Grace.

When the walls of the City of Divine Grace were first built, they were infused with a strengthening spell that greatly increased their sturdiness.

It wasn't until later that a [monster siege] broke out in the western suburbs of [Sacred Grace City].

And in that [great event], the location of the western wall was destroyed in the fierce battle.

Spells applied to it will naturally be ineffective.

The coordinates of the location of the destroyed part of the city wall are (182121, 299212).

After the Prison Incident, the Duke ordered the city walls to be repaired.

However, it is very regrettable.

The player who used to cast a strengthening spell on the wall was the old mage who was the president of the Mage Guild at the time.

However, decades have passed, and the old mage has long passed away.

So until later, the city wall was indeed repaired, but the spell could not be restored.

The Duke and the [City of Divine Grace] haven't thought of adding a new spell either.

But firstly, there will be some mutually exclusive reactions between different spells, and secondly, there is no second master who specializes in this aspect of spells like the old mage.

So this matter has been put on hold since then.

In the end, the location of the coordinates (182121, 299212) became a confidential piece of information.

No one has the right to know this information, except for high-level officials within the official body who hold a certain amount of power.

And now—

It seems that this information has been leaked by someone.

Otherwise, it would have been impossible for [Ancient Prison Breath] to appear in this position impartially.

There is no such coincidence in this world.

"Who did that?!"

Someone said loudly and excitedly:

"Crazy!"

"Once the western wall is attacked, a new [big event] will follow!"

"All of us are responsible, not to mention jobs, whether we can keep our heads in the future is still a question!"

There was silence for a long time.

Someone said with a slight trembling voice:

"It's hard, can you say ......?"

"Yes......"

"Is that him?"