Chapter 152: Snake Man Soul Master

"It's only been three years since the last beast tide."

"Did the spy see it wrong?"

…

There was a lot of discussion in the conference room, and Albert said in a deep voice: "Silence!"

"This news was brought by Sergey. He monitors the situation in the Decision Mountains all the time and has never made any mistakes."

Albert looked at a man in a hooded robe who was sitting not far away.

The man raised his head and glanced at everyone present. "I assure you, the monsters are gathering. This is exactly the same as the signs before the beast tide began in previous years."

"According to past rules, the beast tide will completely break out in no more than a week. Before that, there will be a continuous stream of low-level monsters attacking the fortress."

As the man spoke, the conference room fell silent again, and everyone's expression became serious again.

"I also hope that the coming of the beast tide is a mistake on Sergey's part, but I can't gamble with the lives of the residents of the fortress, so everyone, get ready."

Albert sighed, then looked at the president of the Adventurer's Guild and said, "Farouk, spread the news of the coming beast tide. The adventurers need to be mobilized."

"Yes, Lord Albert." Farouk nodded respectfully.

"Eric, reconvene the Mad Lion Knights. They must always be ready for battle." Albert looked at a burly man on the other side.

Eric, Lear had heard of this name. He was the manager of the fortress arena and the commander of the Third Legion of the Mad Lion Knights.

"I understand." The commander of the Third Legion named Eric nodded.

After explaining these things, Albert looked at Lear again.

"Lear, I heard that you have been promoted to a high rank?"

"Yes, father." Lear nodded and released the magic of war in his body.

Everyone in the conference room looked over, each with a look of surprise and shock.

Although there were rumors that Li'er had been promoted to a high rank, it was still amazing to see them in person now.

This group of knights have wasted half their lives and are now only at the high-level. However, Lear has reached the high-level level when he is only in his early twenties. It is simply terrifying.

Feeling the magic power emanating from Lear's body, Albert was also somewhat shocked. Is this the talent of the reincarnated? He sighed in his heart, but on the surface he just smiled, "Very good, now that you have been promoted to a high rank, it is not appropriate for you to continue to serve as the leader of the Blood Alliance Knights..."

"Well, from now on you will lead all four major knightly orders, and let Avian become the new leader of the Blood Alliance Knights." Albert made the decision.

Li Er didn't say anything when he heard this, but just nodded. This was also what he thought.

"You lead the four major knightly orders and station them outside the Arc de Triomphe. Report any situation immediately!" Albert ordered again.

"I see." Lear nodded.

After Albert made arrangements with Lear, he finally looked at the other three knights who had been canonized.

"Cid, send a message to your territory as soon as possible and have the garrisoned knights march toward the fortress in case of emergency."

…

Albert quickly gave orders regarding the arrangements for the beast tide, and everyone quickly prepared.

Lear also left the meeting room, and soon after he left, he met Miria who was walking in the mansion.

"What happened?" Millia asked worriedly. She had just seen a lot of people leaving in a hurry.

"A beast tide is coming, and the fortress is likely to be in chaos." Lear said helplessly.

Hearing this, Millia was stunned for a moment. Having been in the Faro Fortress for such a long time, she also learned some about the situation of the fortress.

She knew what the beast tide represented.

"So what are you going to do next?" Milia asked.

"Of course, we are guarding the fortress and clearing out those monsters." Li Er answered as a matter of course.

"Is there anything I can help you with?" Millia reached out and grabbed Lear's sleeve.

The little princess looked expectant, but Li Er shook his head helplessly, "You should stay in the mansion with Her Majesty the Queen."

"Although you can use the Morning Star Scepter, that is the power of heretical law. Even if there is no Golden Church in the Faro Fortress, you will still be in danger if you are exposed." Lear explained.

Milia's eyes gradually dimmed, she knew that what Lear said was true.

Looking at Millia's appearance, Lear sighed in his heart. After all, the Golden Church was a huge mountain pressing on their heads. If he wanted to truly get rid of the shackles of the Golden Church, he would have to wait until he was promoted to the extraordinary level.

If the power after integrating the corrupted divine blood is strong enough, Lear will have the confidence to fight against the Golden Church. Together with Albert Stuart's family, he will have two extraordinary professionals.

Moreover, he joined the War Church not long ago, so he can be considered a person with a background.

Add these three together and even the Golden Church would have to think twice.

Another point is that the public beta is not far away.

By then, various heretical sects will emerge, and with the appearance of players, the empire and the three kingdoms will fall into chaos, and the Golden Church will be unable to take care of itself.

…

In the Blood King City, Costadin listened to his subordinates' reports and his whole body was shaking with anger.

"Are you saying that the hundreds of followers sent to the blood elf secret realm are dead?"

"Yes... yes, sir, when we went to take turns, we only saw the body of Lord Svaro." The snake man at the side replied tremblingly.

"A blood elf who just got promoted to a high level killed hundreds of our followers? Are those followers who are searching for the whereabouts of the blood elves all pigs?" Costadin roared. The terrifying magic power directly blew the reporting snakeman away and smashed him against the wall.

The snake spat out a mouthful of blood and crawled up from the ground after a while. "Sir, it must be that high-ranking blood elf who led the entire blood elf clan to ambush Lord Svarro."

"Even so, can't we escape if we can't defeat hundreds of snakemen?" Costadin was still angry.

The snakeman at the side fell silent after hearing this. He couldn't understand why none of the hundreds of snakeman clansmen, including high-level snakeman leaders, survived.

Seeing that his subordinates didn't say anything, Costadin forced himself to calm down. He suddenly remembered what the Blasphemous Spirit had said about the Lord of Blood Source coming back. Could it be that the Lord of Blood Source had returned to the old dream?

If that were the case, then Swarlow's death would not be surprising.

"You go down first." Costadin waved to his subordinate beside him.

Upon seeing this, the subordinates bowed their heads and respectfully left the hall.

After his subordinates left, Costadin touched the gem pendant on his chest. If Lear were here, he would definitely be able to recognize it. It was the same gem as Sheila's.

In the black gem, a vertical pupil slowly opened.

"Didn't I tell you not to disturb me unless necessary?" An irritable voice suddenly sounded.

In the hall, the shadow of a giant snake appeared.

"I'm sorry, Lord Father, but the clansmen I sent to the secret realm of the blood elves were all killed. I suspect that the Lord of Blood Origin has already arrived in the Old Dream." Costadin said respectfully, lowering his head.

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“Lord of the Blood Source?” Upon hearing Costadin’s words, the Blasphemous True Spirit was stunned for a moment, but soon uttered a mocking voice, “She can’t come to the Old Dream. This dream has been sealed by me. Only my followers can enter and exit freely. If she wants to come in, she can’t hide it from me.”

"But..." Costadin was a little skeptical. If it weren't for the Lord of Blood, he really couldn't imagine how hundreds of snakemen died.

"No buts. Your current mission is to attack the fortress. I can feel the power of the blood still lingering in the fortress. Other than that, you can put everything else aside."

The Blasphemous True Spirit interrupted Costadin rudely, "Don't worry about the remaining blood elves in the old dream. Once we occupy the fortress, we will have plenty of time to deal with them."

"I'm already devouring the bloody dream essence. As long as I succeed, I can leave this old dream in my true form. You just need to disrupt the fortress before that. Even if you can't capture it, once I finish devouring it and my true form descends, no one can stop me!"

After saying the last sentence, the shadow of the big snake disappeared directly, leaving Costadin alone.

Looking at the place where the blasphemous spirit disappeared, Costadin sighed helplessly. He put down the pendant in his hand, turned around and left the hall.

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Faro Fortress, Triumphal Square.

The four major knightly orders gathered together in an orderly manner. It had not been long since Lear started training the Blood Alliance Knights, but in just these few days, the overall strength of the Blood Alliance Knights had improved a lot compared to the other three knightly orders.

Li Er stood in front of the Knights. The matter of the beast tide had been explained. Now the four major knightly orders needed to take turns guarding the Arc de Triomphe day and night.

This is hard work, but no one complains. The Faro Fortress is their home, and everyone will contribute to the fortress voluntarily. This is completely different from the profit-seeking nobles in the Royal City of Brefil.

Lear and the four captains of the knights stood on the high walls on both sides of the Arc de Triomphe. In the distance, a large number of monsters had gathered on the edge of the Decision Mountains.

Looking far away, Lear also saw some strange figures among the group of monsters.

They stood among the monsters, their bodies hidden in the shadows, as if they did not exist, but with Lear's powerful mental perception, they were still seen by Lear.

There was a snake tail swaying in the darkness. It was a snake man.

Without a strong mental power, it would be impossible to discover that these snake people exude an aura of blasphemy against the law, and this aura is affecting the magical beasts around them.

Li Er frowned. Red Wolf had said before that the snake people would raise a beast tide, which meant that the snake people had the ability to control the magic beasts, but what exactly was that ability? While Li Er was still thinking, the densely packed magic beasts in the mountains had already rushed over. Most of them were apprentice-level magic beasts such as wolves and pigs, with a few primary-level magic beasts and a few scattered mid-level magic beasts in between.

This is just the beginning of the beast tide, just an appetizer.

"Everyone be on guard!" Lear ordered loudly when he saw this.

Members of the four major knightly orders picked up their weapons and shields one by one, and many adventurers on the city wall also joined in.

With the strength of the adventurers, the current primary beast tide is the time for them to show their skills. Once the large-scale beast tide comes, the adventurers will not be able to deal with it.

The Arc de Triomphe was closed, and a large number of spies gathered on the city walls, shooting bows and arrows at the waves of monsters.

The remaining knights and adventurers rushed down the city wall after a hail of arrows to prevent the monsters from destroying the city walls.

Li Er also jumped off the city wall, holding the Night Rose and moving among the monsters. A random sword could tear a monster into pieces.

Arcane waves rippled around Lear, and a huge arcane cannon quickly formed and was then thrown towards the group of monsters.

At this moment, the advantages of the mage were revealed. The mage's power was particularly evident in large-scale wars.

The terrifying arcane shells exploded in the group of monsters, instantly killing all the monsters in the range.

The other knights on the side were all stunned. In the Faro Fortress, there were almost no practitioners of law professions other than the law of war, and they had never seen the power of a mage.

Li Er did not care about the reactions of the knights around him. The terrifying coldness erupted with him as the center, and all the monsters within a hundred meters were frozen.

The pressure on many knights who were struggling to resist the monsters was suddenly reduced, and they looked at Lear with a hint of admiration.

The maximum range of Frost Nova is one hundred meters. Li Er usually seldom uses it at full strength because it consumes too much magic power. However, since he was promoted to the Commander Template, his magic power reserves have reached a terrifying level!

There is no doubt that multi-law professionals are powerful. Since Li Er has declared himself to be a dual-law professional, he will not give up this advantage. His mage class is still a bit low.

Li Er did not forget that there was a mage's skill book in his storage ring.

The thank-you gift from Erwin was the blood demon's origin! As long as he has enough affinity with the arcane law, he can learn it, and replace the magic value by consuming blood. As long as he learns it, the duration of his Aslan Royal Swordsmanship can be increased again! Maybe he should take some time to go to the Kingdom of Kalia? Or see if he can find the source of the arcane law...

Li Er thought to himself, but his steps did not stop. Stepping on the frozen monsters, he rushed towards the snake people hiding in the shadows in the mountains.

Seeing Li Er rushing over, the snakemen showed a trace of panic in their eyes. They were actually exposed? They felt the fluctuation of Li Er's magic power.

That was a fluctuation of magic power far beyond that of a mid-level professional, as well as a powerful mental force.

In previous beast tides, even the extraordinary war knight found it difficult to spot them. After all, professionals of the law of war did not have high intelligence, which meant that their mental strength was not high either. But the man in front of him was obviously different.

The snake people began to retreat. They took out the magic wands in their hands, which emitted a black light. The remaining monsters around them had purple light in their eyes and roared as they rushed towards Lear.

Li Er brandished his rapier and broke up the herd of beasts at terrifying speed, and in an instant he arrived in front of the snake man.

(End of this chapter)