paranoianovel Chapter 172 Everyone Has Their Own Agenda
Chapter 172 Everyone Has Their Own Agenda
Kalant looked seriously into Xi Wei's eyes, trying to discern any clues.
But he looked for a while and found nothing.
He still felt that Most's death was a bit strange, but now was not the time to delve into the matter.
The decisive battle is about to begin, and everything can be settled after the war.
Casting another harsh glance at the maid in Xiwei's arms, Kalant snorted and rode towards the eldest prince.
He was one of the lords who invaded the demi-human kingdom back then. He killed three of the four demi-human princesses, and the remaining one went to who knows where...
He was probably hacked to death in the rebellion.
"Ha, you despicable subhuman."
Kalant muttered disdainfully, came to the side of the eldest prince, dismounted, performed a knight's salute, and reported the report respectfully:
"Your Highness, all the troops have been assembled."
"Very good! Thank you for your hard work, everyone!"
With a smile on his face, Baylefulen bowed slightly and looked at every lord present and the troops under their command, ensuring that everyone could feel his sincere and gentle gaze.
His friendly expression eased the nervousness of all the lords, as if what they were about to engage in was not a difficult siege, but a one-sided massacre.
"Currently counting all the lords, we already have twenty-one sky knights, among which there are twenty-three sky knights under my command, for a total of forty-four people. This is a powerful force, but it is far from enough. To compete with the power of the Pope.”
Bailevren has no intention of attacking these lords, and he will not count on these lords for this siege. His real trump card is the soul-gathering magic circle, and of course there are other things.
He smiled slightly, looked at the frightened lords and soldiers and continued:
"Please don't worry. In order to win this war, I also invited the respected Mage Bobosa and ten King of the Hill siege guns made by dwarves."
As Baylefulun spoke, he turned slightly to let a mage shrouded in black robes behind him come to him and continued to introduce:
"This is Master Yuan (61-80), Poposa. He has been studying necromancy his whole life."
The mage hidden in the black robe stretched out a pale and withered hand from his sleeve, placed it on his chest and bowed slightly to show respect to the eldest prince.
However, even so, when the eldest prince revealed the direction of Master Yuan's drill, it still aroused discussion among the lords.
"He actually studies necromancy. Hasn't this school been wiped out by the Holy See of Light..."
"How could the eldest prince invite such a being? He would desecrate the remains of the soldiers!"
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"Quiet!" Marquis Calante shouted with a frown, causing the buzzing crowd to quiet down again.
The eldest prince still had a smiling expression, and did not get angry because of the lords' comments. Instead, he gently comforted:
"I know that everyone is very resistant to everything related to the undead. It's just an extraordinary time to do extraordinary things. With our military strength, it will be very difficult to destroy the royal capital. This is a last resort."
"We need more cannon fodder to consume the enemy's vitality, and the undead are the best choice. As long as Mr. Bobosa does not die, they can be resurrected indefinitely and are more efficient than aliens."
"Do you want all the soldiers you have worked so hard to train to die in the siege?"
The eldest prince's question was not so sharp, but unexpectedly gentle, like a hammer wrapped in animal skin. Although it didn't hurt, it really hit the heart of every lord.
Yes, the royal capital has hundreds of thousands of troops, how many people do they have here?
Are there 80,000 people?
Not to mention that the enemy also has the elite Griffin Knights, a huge Imperial Mage Group, and a large number of destruction-level magic cannons on the city walls. Even if they use all their strength, it will be difficult to capture the royal capital.
At this time, the eldest prince's voice sounded again, still very gentle, but everyone could hear the undoubted meaning:
"So, all lords, please don't panic if you find the undead on the battlefield. Just continue fighting and don't get close to the undead. Your Excellency Poposa can only roughly control the summoned undead. If you get too close, you may be accidentally injured."
"I think His Highness's idea is correct." A lord suddenly raised his hand to express his position, which also attracted other lords to agree.
"Indeed, in extraordinary times, there is no other way."
"I think necromancy is not necessarily that evil if it is used in the right place."
"Seconded!"
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Seeing that none of the lords had any objections, the eldest prince smiled slightly.
He knew that most of his plan was completed.
It is true that Bobosa is the source mage of the Necromantic Spell, but the meaning of his existence is to cover up the existence of the Soul Gathering Array.
When everyone discovers that something is wrong with the number of undead, everything will be inevitable.
Xiwei also focused his attention on the source mage named Bobosa.
This is a level 62 source mage, and he cannot see the specific skills.
But Xiwei was certain that this source mage was 100% a smoke bomb thrown by the eldest prince.
Because the magic power of a source mage is not enough to support the operation of a sea of death.
To form a sea of undead, it would take between thirty and forty thousand undead. It would be difficult for a number lower than this to pose a threat to the current human army.
It's just that Xiwei didn't know what the real arrangement of the eldest prince was, so he could only try his best to hide his trump card and wait for it to happen.
The scheming frog stood silently at the front of the player team, with a calm look on his face.
But no one knew that there was a skull glowing with green will-o'-the-wisps inside his backpack.
While listening to the eldest prince's plan, he called up the skull's information panel, checked it again, and browsed through its information:
[Item name: Skull imprinted with the circuit of the undead magic circle (magic circle material)]
[Detailed information: It is part of a large-scale soul-gathering magic circle. Without this material, the effect of the soul-gathering magic circle will be weakened. However, if it is thrown back to the center of the soul-gathering magic circle, the magic circuit of the entire soul-gathering magic circle will be disordered. and be destroyed]
Although the scheming frog doesn't understand it very well, he can probably understand the meaning of this thing based on Blue Star's knowledge.
To put it bluntly, the Soul Gathering Array is like a parallel circuit. Cutting off a line will not affect the operation of the array.
But if he reconnects the cut wire blindly, it may cause the entire array to be short-circuited and scrapped.
The scheming frog smiled slightly.
I recall that night when I was searching in the wilderness with a group of players in the dark.
In such a large open space, the prince also hid the magic circle. If he hadn't secretly seen the general location and had the help of identification skills, it would be really difficult to find an almost invisible magic circle material.
It is really exciting to follow the eldest prince.
I just don’t know why, the eldest prince is obviously a vampire prince, but he seems to be very weak.
In order to hide your identity, do you have to seal your strength?
The scheming frog looked at the eldest prince standing in the crowd, showing no flaws and still smiling, and came to such an inference.