Planeswalker My Plane War

Chapter 489 The Fire of War 1
"Master Earl." The attendant pulled the Earl aside with an eager expression on his face.

"How, did you find out?" Speaking of this, the count felt a little strange.No one in this city would dare to provoke him.Not to mention these guests specially invited by him.

These people are either his cronies or powerful factions in the city.But even the powerful faction knows not to offend the lord.

People who really have a sense of justice probably won't go to the appointment at all.Although this is a very exciting gambling and entertainment, everyone also knows that this kind of bad taste is morally intolerable.Many loyal soldiers died in vain because of this gambling arrangement.

"No, things might be bad." The entourage replied cautiously. "That's not our guest."

"What?" The Earl felt baffled. "What's going on? There are guards at the door." The outsider's words should be correct.Not to mention that this is the city lord's mansion.There are no outsiders at all.

"My lord, I have inquired carefully just now." The entourage said cautiously. "You have invited a total of 23 guests, but you can go and order, there are a total of 24 guests over there..."

One more person came... Earl Gellert returned to the conference room as he said, and quietly counted the heads.He was puzzled at first, and slowly, doubts turned into anger.

Indeed, there are a total of 24 guests here.In other words, there is one more person.Who is this so bold?To take advantage of this opportunity to get in troubled waters?
If it is normal, then of course it is easy to find this unexpected guest.After all, there are only 24 people, and the number is not many.But right now it is difficult.Because on the one hand, this specially arranged candlelight, on the other hand, everyone is wearing masks.After all, this is a masquerade in name.With this kind of light and wearing a mask, it is difficult for even close friends to recognize it at a glance.So if you want to find someone, it's easy to make things big.

It doesn't matter if things get serious, but the Earl estimates that he will become a laughing stock afterwards.Moreover, if the uninvited guest was arrested and a fight broke out after the resistance broke out, and the guests were hurt, then things would get worse.

Because of these scruples, the earl did not immediately order the guards to enter the venue to search and arrest people.

Fortunately, the gambling situation has temporarily entered a period of calm.The rats in those cages knew that their back was cut off, and they had completely lost the will to move on. They just stayed where they were, seemingly unable to make a decision for a while.

As silly as it was, it was exactly what Count Gellert needed.

Anyway, the mice can't escape, and it doesn't matter how you toss around in the mouse cage-early and late are not a big problem.

Compared to this, the Earl was more annoyed by this uninvited guest who sneaked into the venue.How can he?How dare he!
In the venue, although the magician is still maintaining the image magic, because the protagonists are resting in place, it is obvious that they have no plans to act for a while.So the atmosphere of the venue became more relaxed.

Everyone can take some time to rest, smoke a cigarette, go to the toilet or something.

A servant came running up to a guest sitting in front and whispered something in his ear.The guest got up immediately and followed the servant away.

Well, it's normal.It is estimated that something happened to the guest's house, and someone was sent to look for him.

After a while, another servant ran to another guest.After whispering a few words in his ear, the guest also got up and left.

Unknowingly, one by one guests left the conference room.Only leaving but not coming back, there are fewer and fewer people in the conference room.

At the beginning, I didn't feel much, but as time went by, those who remained still had a vague sense that something was wrong.Everyone whispered, but whenever the servant came, the guest who whispered to him still left.

When there are only five or six people left in the end, no matter how stupid or dull they are, they will understand that there must be a reason for this.

Suddenly, a large group of armed soldiers appeared at the two entrances of the meeting room.

Except for one, the remaining guests all showed obvious panic.

"This... this... what's going on here?" One of the middle-aged men with a big belly stood up in surprise, waving his hands, looking panicked.

"It has nothing to do with you," the count's voice sounded among the soldiers, and he made a gesture, and someone pulled the pot-bellied man away from his position.Not only him, but several others as well.Now in the entire auditorium, only the last guest is still sitting upright, as if he is as stable as Mount Tai, turning a blind eye to everything happening around him.

That was the one who had spoken and bet many times before and the earl did not deal with it.

A spellcaster summoned a magical light, and in the originally dim conference room where the face could not be seen, the light was so bright that it exposed this unexpected guest to everyone's sight.

This person is wearing a cloak of fine texture, the cloak is painted to look like the wings of a bat, very delicate and realistic.He wears a large composite mask over his head, covering most of his face.

He just sat there carelessly, without any sign of wanting to get up, turning a blind eye to everything around him.

"Who are you?!" Surrounded by many soldiers, the count was full of anger.Facts have proved that his guess is correct, this guy who always provokes him is indeed an uninvited guest.Although he didn't know how the other party got in. "How did you get in here?"

"How did you come in? You invited me in." The uninvited guest laughed. "I was in the yard, and your maid came over and said to me 'Sir, you are going the wrong way, come this way'. So I came in, is this my fault?"

He retorted, but thought about it. "Well, maybe there is a mistake. It's a pretty interesting bet, so I can't help but bet. But I don't have any money, I just bet casually."

"You..." The count was startled and angry.He made a gesture with a wave.

Blood staining one's own home was indeed irritating, but at the moment he couldn't care less about anything else.After receiving his cue, a soldier behind the uninvited guest raised his spear and stabbed him in the back.In fact, this time he kept his hand, and did not attack in a fatal position.The main purpose is to hurt and weaken the opponent, not to kill the opponent at once.After all, the Earl still wanted to catch him alive for questioning.

Although it is just a very ordinary metal spear, it is no problem at all to pierce the human body.

But the problem is... the spear pierced the uninvited guest's back, making a screeching sound like metal.The spear was blocked by some force, and in the end it just slid away on the back of the uninvited guest without hurting anyone.

The uninvited guest didn't look back, but grabbed the spear with his backhand, and with a strong pull, the soldier couldn't hold back and was staggered to his side.The uninvited guest's hand pinched the soldier's throat, crushing his neck as easily as if he was crushing a chick.

His hands had been tucked in his sleeves just now, but now they were exposed.Under the magical light, there is nothing to hide—these are not human hands.

Letting go of the poor soldier, the uninvited guest stood up, waving his cloak.All of a sudden, for no reason, there was a strong wind in the room, and there was chaos all around.Count Gellert had to hide behind his men.When everything subsided, he saw that his conference room was already in a mess.Tables and chairs were blown all over the ground by the strong wind.Not only that, but the lighting magic was also destroyed just now.

But the uninvited guest did not leave, but retreated to the balcony.

There were too many people on the earl's side, even if it caused a strong wind and caused chaos, he still had no chance to escape.However, he didn't waste this opportunity and killed several people.

"It doesn't matter who you are," Earl Gellert looked at the mess on the ground, and then at the bodies of the soldiers who had been killed.He doesn't really care about the furniture in this room, after all, it's just a matter of a little money.He doesn't care about the lives of these soldiers. Anyway, as a lord, recruiting new soldiers is not a big deal to him.But he clearly understood that his dignity had been seriously offended. "You are all dead!"

"Ah... I heard that your lineage can be traced back to the Supreme Father." The stranger said.His hands are very different from human hands, the fingers are longer, thicker, and have four fingers instead of five. "I hope this is a lie. Because if it is true, the Supreme Father will cry." The stranger laughed, and with the laughter, he slowly took off his mask.

"Because such a fool is actually related to him by blood."

It was almost dawn, and the east was pale.With this faint morning light, people saw each other's true colors.Everyone thought he was wearing a composite mask, but in fact it was just the most common simple mask.

Under the mask is the face of a foreign race.Just now everyone misunderstood it as a mask, but it is actually not a mask at all.It can only be said that it is too incredible to think in that direction.

"Dragonman?!" In the crowd, a magician exclaimed.

Ordinary people may not understand it, but magicians or priests are very clear: there are four protagonists in this turbulent era: humans, werewolves, undead creatures, and dragonmen.

Although the four major races have not yet fully engaged in war, at this sensitive moment, it is by no means a good thing for a dragonman to appear in a human city.At the moment when the four major races are hostile to each other, any action will be considered hostile.

The dragonman's wings spread out—it wasn't a cloak at all, but his wings folded to wrap around his body.

But this time, there is no need for any misunderstanding or explanation, because the hostility is already very clear.This is probably the so-called espionage warfare. A spy lurks into the enemy's territory to find out information (and assassinate important members of the opponent along the way).Although it has not happened so far, but even if it happened, it is really expected and not surprising.

"Interesting..." Count Gellert laughed. "Do you think you can escape because you are a dragon?"

This dragonman is very strong, but that's only for one-on-one combat.Earl Gellert had no intention of single-handedly at this moment.In fact, in terms of strength, the only way for the dragon people now is to use their own wings to escape.

But Earl Gellert is not an ignorant person. He knows very well that although the dragon people can fly, they are too heavy.So regardless of their flying ability, their take-off is far less flexible than that of birds.In fact, if a dragonman wants to fly, he has to jump up and take off slowly.It takes time to fly to a certain height, with the help of the surrounding wind, so that you can fly more freely.

This process is equivalent to giving the enemy plenty of time to attack.

And it's useless even to fly.Earl Gellert was not in a hurry, because the magician beside him could ban air spells.

"Escape? Ha...haha...haha..." The dragon man laughed loudly, leaning forward and backward. "Why did I run away? Did you make a mistake?"

"This is my territory!" Earl Gellert said proudly. "What is this guy's strength?" He quietly asked the magician beside him.Magicians have some special skills to judge the strength of the opponent - it can't be said to be very accurate, but it is not far from it.

"Ah, it's pretty good, the hero rank." The magician replied.

But in this situation, the hero rank is useless.Earl Gellert's soldiers are at least five or sixty people, and the dragon people are unarmed.If he was fully armed at this moment, then Earl Gellert might be a little bit more afraid.

"Your territory? Hahahaha..." the dragon man laughed loudly, calmed down after a while, and said in an arrogant tone. "Start now, no more!"

"Look around what's talking!" Count Gellert said.Soldiers have already surrounded from other directions, surrounding the balcony below.

This is not the second floor, but a building with a higher foundation. The so-called balcony is just decoration.The soldiers below the balcony can stab the dragonman with a spear.That is to say, at this moment, the dragon people have been surrounded in a literal sense.He wanted to escape, the only way was to fly.But the magician over there has long prepared the air banning spell, and wants to plot against him.As long as the dragonman flies a little higher and the magician steps forward to cast a spell, he will directly pull the opponent to the ground and throw him into a mess.

At that time, a group of people will swarm up and use both knives and guns. Even a dragon hero with strong combat power will be finished directly.

"You should look around before talking!" the dragon man replied.

Something fell from the air, and a soldier under the balcony let out a scream.When everyone looked intently, they saw that a spear that fell from the sky had pierced his body and pinned him to the ground.The soldier is still alive and struggling in vain, but everyone knows that this kind of injury is absolutely hopeless.

Just when everyone was stunned, more spears fell from the sky.Spears fell like raindrops on the outflanking human soldiers.These throwing spears are so powerful that they cannot be resisted by the armor on the soldiers, as long as they are stabbed, they will be one by one.

It happened so quickly that the people in the room hadn't recovered yet.Dozens of soldiers who surrounded them from outside had all been killed and nailed to the ground.In the blink of an eye, there was a scene of corpses strewn all over the balcony outside the balcony.

A ray of morning light cast from the end of the field of vision, illuminating the dragon man's proudly spread wings.Behind him, or above the high sky, countless winged figures are circling back and forth.

That was not a small group of draconians, but an actual army.

This is not a war of words between the four races, but a real attack.

The war in the era of turmoil has finally begun.

(End of this chapter)