Casta and Sharin quickly led their men to move away, and watched helplessly as the summoned creatures pushed the carriage that was blocking the middle of the road to the side of the road in a few seconds.

"Your Highness...Your Highness Tester!"

Even after the road was cleared, Shalin did not see Priss reappear, and he went to find Tester with a look of horror on his face.

"Lord Priss is the Duke of the Kingdom, this..."

"Didn't he ask for this?"

Tester interrupted Shalin without any politeness, and then said: "No matter how great a duke is, he is only a duke. There is no point in keeping someone who doesn't respect the royal family!"

Listening to Test's last words, Shalin suddenly found that Buck and other summoned creatures were looking at him, and a layer of cold sweat instantly seeped out of his forehead.

However, Tester ignored Shalin and his group and continued to lead the team towards the Heroes' Tomb.

"Shalin, Lord Priss... Lord Priss wouldn't have already..."

After Casta and the other teams left, he quickly walked over to Sharin.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Shalin shook his head violently and shouted nervously, “That’s an eighth-level wizard!

Level eight!

It's impossible that he was killed instantly!

Isn’t An Nuo missing too?

It must be Anno who transferred Lord Priss to some place.

The two people should be sparring with each other at this moment.

That must be the case!

That's Lord Priss, it's impossible for him to be defeated in an instant.

Moreover, An Nuo didn’t even take away the ten seventh-level peak summons. He was too careless!

All we have to do is wait here for good news from Lord Priss."

Although Shalin said this, he was very nervous in his heart.

When Tester and others left, they looked very confident!

This shows that they fully believe that Anno has a way to defeat Priss.

"Damn it, how could his strength grow so fast!"

Casta pulled the weapon back with shaking hands.

When he looked into Buck's eyes just now, Casta felt as if he was about to be swallowed by the other party.

…

In the evil king's territory.

Priss flew into the sky in a panic, and then observed the strange scene around him.

"You're just delivering a pillow to me when I'm sleepy. I just advanced to the eighth level and was looking for a sparring partner, and you delivered it to me!"

The voice sounded behind Priss.

The latter quickly turned around, and then saw Anuo looking at Priss with a half-smile and said: "Since it is to test the combat effectiveness of the summoned creature, I will not use [World Devouring Reincarnation] to bully you.

Come out!"

As Annuo's voice fell, a large group of monsters of various kinds appeared around Annuo.

There were thousands of densely packed mid-level summons, and Priss was so shocked that his eyes almost popped out of his head.

“This number is probably over a thousand!

Thousands of people form an army. Anno's summons are a complete army, and an elite army at that! "

After suppressing his surprise, Priss regained his composure and said disdainfully: "Although the number is astonishing, such an elite force is nothing in front of an eighth-level magician... What? This is..."

As he was speaking, one after another monsters emitting level 40 magic fluctuations appeared beside Annuo.

Moreover, the summoned objects that appear are getting bigger and bigger!

That’s not all.

As Priss stared in disbelief, two eighth-level summons emitting level 41 magic fluctuations appeared in his field of vision.

One of them was an old man carrying a turtle shell.

The other is an unknown monster with gray skin.

Its left hand is a thick arm, and its right arm is like a 'Y'-shaped branch, wrapped in white bone armor.

There are densely packed complex magic patterns on both arms.

"Two level eights? And there are so many peak level seven summons, how could this happen?"

This time, Priss was not as calm as before. His face was pale and all his dry wrinkled skin was twisted together.

He didn't even notice that he had pulled out a few strands of his white beard.

It’s not his fault.

After all, it is not a difficult task for an eighth-level mage to face off against thousands of mid-level elite troops alone.

When encountering two level 41 eighth-order primary monsters, Priss was able to fight with them and look for opportunities to defeat them one by one.

But Anno also has a large number of level 40, seventh-order summons around him.

The number is estimated to be around four hundred!

What the hell is this!

400 peak seventh-level warriors are trapped in a place like this. Even if Lemens comes, he will be worn down to death!

Compared with this number, the two level 41 summons are nothing.

At this moment, Priss finally understood why Annuo always had a calm expression.

"This guy, has he never taken me seriously from the very beginning?"

Priss felt his hand holding the staff trembling a little.

"Baron Anno, I think this is all a misunderstanding..."

Crack!

Priss turned around with his eyes wide open to look behind him, only to see a blue figure flash by.

The magic shield he had put on himself when he came in had already started to crack.

If the sneak attack like just now happens again, the shield will definitely be broken!

"There is another eighth level!"

Priss broke out in a cold sweat.

He didn't even notice the person who attacked him.

The next moment he turned around, the Nether Hunter raised his Y-shaped right arm, and then placed his left palm in the middle of the 'branch'.

Then the magic patterns on his left arm began to flash at the same time, and a ping-pong ball-sized concentrated magic bullet was formed.

Bang!

After taking aim, the magic pattern on the Nether Hunter's right arm flashed, and the concentrated bullet instantly tore through the air and rushed towards Priss.

Boom!

The concentrated bomb hit the magic shield, causing a huge explosion.

Priss was also blown away.

Taking advantage of this time, the void creature Castin appeared behind Priss again, trying to launch a sneak attack.

"Don't even think about it!"

The moment Priss was blown away, he guessed that the unknown summoned creature that had attacked him before would attack again.

The magic wand flashed, and whistling wind blades appeared around Priss.

Castin, who had just come out, was instantly cut by the wind blade and suffered a lot of wounds.

However, the dagger thrown by Castin also hit Priss's shoulder, and blood splattered.

As Castin entered the virtual space again, Priss dodged the long-range attacks of the Nether Hunter while rebuilding the magic pattern formation and wrapped himself with an eighth-level magic shield!

"This guy An Nuo wants to kill me!"

After being wrapped in the invisible magic shield, safety was greatly improved, but Priss did not feel happy at all.

Although the seventh-level summoned creature beside Anno has not taken action yet.

But Priss had already sensed Annuo's murderous intent.

Anno did not let the summoned creatures rush forward, probably just to humiliate and play with him.

"Annuo, we don't have any deep hatred, I just said a few words after returning to the royal city.

If you think I did something wrong, you can tell me and I can apologize and admit my mistake.

If you want Test to be king, I actually support you!

Why has it come to this?

And killing the Duke of a kingdom is a serious crime!

I admit that I was a bit overconfident before. I shouldn't have used my title to pressure you.

I apologize to you!

I will give you compensation later, just tell me how much you want."

Priss was really scared.

He was really afraid that An Nuo would kill him.

Then, Priss was responded by the non-stop attacks of the Nether Hunter, the rushing old man with turtle shell, and the attacks of many seventh-level and mid-level summons!