Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

Three days ago, the legendary Archmage Rhine Hollen had arrived at the army camp, covered in dust from his journey.

He traveled swiftly, without any attendants, showing his decisive nature.

Upon hearing the news of Rhine Hollen's arrival, Soren disregarded his still-unhealed body and struggled to meet him.

His face was still pale, and bandages were wrapped around his body, but his eyes shone with determination. Rhine Hollen assessed Soren, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes. He nodded slightly and said in a deep voice, "It seems Class was right. Your Highness is indeed extraordinary, far more outstanding than the other princes."

Hearing this, Soren felt a wave of relief.

His deep friendship with Class played a crucial role in this crisis.

It was because of Class's strong recommendation that Rhine Hollen came so quickly to provide support.

If the Crohto family had a Saint-level expert, he might have already become a corpse by the time they arrived.

This friendship filled Soren's heart with gratitude. Putting aside the heavy memories, Soren took a deep breath and scanned the troops, who were ready for battle, with piercing eyes. In a firm and loud voice, he shouted, "Attention, everyone! Proceed according to the planned operation! Continue the siege without fail. Leave those assassins to Lord Rhine Hollen."

As soon as he finished speaking, the army camp, which had been briefly thrown into chaos by the assassination attempt, quickly returned to order.

The soldiers reorganized into neat formations, ready to engage in battle.

At this moment, Soren's prestige in the army was fully demonstrated. Every word and every order he gave was like an imperial decree, brooking no delay.

Apart from the troops responsible for resisting the Northwestern aristocratic allied forces that had turned against them, all the remaining reserves were thrown into the battlefield.

Outside Volga City, the sounds of fighting, shouting, and clashing weapons rose and fell, as the battle entered a feverish pitch.

Soren stood on high ground, overlooking the entire battlefield. He watched his soldiers bravely fighting the enemy, who were retreating under their fierce attacks.

His heart was filled with pride and confidence, mixed with a hint of worry.

The key to this battle lay in whether they could quickly capture Volga City, and that all depended on whether Lord Rhine Hollen could successfully eliminate those assassins.

Thinking of Rhine Hollen, a trace of awe and anticipation flashed in Soren's eyes.

The Fireball collided with the sharp sword, creating an explosive sound that shook the surrounding trees.

In that instant, both sides took a few steps back.

Sword Saint Number One was not discouraged by the failure, but instead became even more determined. He leaped again,

swinging his sword at Rhine Hollen.

Rhine Hollen agilely dodged the sword, then released a barrage of Ice Cone spells towards Sword Saint Number One.

Sword Saint Number One dared not be careless, unleashing his ultimate technique - Secret Art: Shiranui Style - Crimson Phoenix Sword, transforming into a phoenix that slashed fiercely towards Rhine Hollen.

Then, he used Flight magic to leap into the air, unleashing a Windward Slash towards Rhine Hollen.

Rhine Hollen was not afraid of Sword Saint Number One's ultimate technique. He joined his hands in a seal and began to unleash a powerful Storm spell.

A strong storm was released from Rhine Hollen's hands, instantly dissolving Sword Saint Number One's Windward Slash. Then, he shouted, "Inferno Dragon Burst!"

Responding to Rhine Hollen's call, ten dragons appeared, engulfing the entire battlefield.

Sword Saint Number One's expression changed slightly, but he did not retreat, cutting the Inferno Dragon in half.

Seeing this, Rhine Hollen teleported next to Sword Saint Number One and instantly unleashed Thunderstorm, blasting Sword Saint Number One away.

After being blasted away, Sword Saint Number One grabbed a wooden beam from the arrow tower, hanging in the air, the red oni mask on his face already cracked.

Sword Saint Number One gently stroked the mask on his face, a hint of coldness in his eyes. He smiled coldly, his voice with a hint of mockery, "Very well, you are indeed not simple. I will remember you, mage." Before he finished speaking, his figure appeared like a ghost beside Number Three and Number Five.

Rhine Hollen was about to strike again, but he only saw Sword Saint Number One grab Number Three and Number Five, as easily as if he were carrying two chicks.

With a few leaps, their figures disappeared into the vast night, without a trace.

Soren watched the entire thrilling battle,

witnessing Sword Saint Number One's eerie movements and powerful strength, and could not help but marvel inwardly.

At this moment, looking at the army camp area destroyed by the war, he swallowed subconsciously.

The explosive power of the intense clash between the Fire Phoenix and the Inferno Dragon was more amazing than 1000 kilograms of aerial bombs.

He looked towards the rebel army of nobles led by Kalil not far away, and saw that they had suffered heavy losses and were in a terrible state.

Obviously, the aftermath of the battle between the two Saint-level experts had caused devastating damage to them.

Rhine Hollen slowly landed beside Soren, his face solemn and deep.

Soren quickly bowed and thanked him, "Thank you, Master Rhine Hollen, for your help."

Rhine Hollen waved his hand, indicating that there was no need to be polite. He asked with a grim expression, "These people are clearly not Saint-level experts from the Imperial Continent. Do you know where they came from?"

Soren shook his head, his brow furrowed, "I can only guess that they may not be Imperials, but in reality, I cannot determine their specific identities."

Rhine Hollen pondered for a moment, a sharp glint in his eyes, "These people's strength should not be underestimated. We must find out their origins and purpose as soon as possible. Otherwise, this will pose a great threat to the empire."

Soren took a deep breath and nodded firmly, "I understand. I will immediately send people to investigate this matter and be sure to find out their true identities and the forces behind them."

As the sun set, this siege war also finally came to an end.

Prince Cullen and his family stubbornly defended the Lord's Mansion, and finally detonated the magic circle, burying all the soldiers who had entered the Lord's Mansion with them, which infuriated Breyer and Alfonso.

Losing the opportunity to capture Prince Cullen alive also meant completely losing the clues to the Blood Tears organization.

"This Blood Tears organization is more troublesome than expected," Breyer said, looking at the raging fire in the Lord's Mansion,

his face terribly gloomy.

Alfonso also received some information about the Blood Tears organization, and his face was also unsightly.

Especially at the crucial moment, Kalil led the Northwest Allied Army to rebel, almost causing the Imperial Army to lose all its achievements.