Global Game: I, the Necromancer, am the scourge - Chapter 226:
Chapter 226: Chapter 201: Breaking into the Iron Fist Dojo, Conversation with Military High Command_2
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Not to mention his current strength is not weak, just the identity of a Dragon Academy student alone is enough to make many forces fill with scruples.
Moreover, this guy has offended a whole bunch of the Ancient Noble Families, those old monsters’ families, have already started dealing with him in secret.
So, offending even more noble families doesn’t bother him, as long as his own strength is strong enough, then those who should curl up and call him grandpa are his enemies.
The city patrol just arrived outside the Iron Fist Fighting Arena when they already received orders from above, without any hesitation they did not enter the fighting arena, but instead set up a blockade outside the main entrance!
This directly cut off many who wanted to take advantage of the chaos to enter, either to watch the show or try to fish in troubled waters.
At this moment, Zi Liyuan was marching towards the inside of the venue with an army of vampires.
Along the way, whenever he encountered someone, he would have the vampires go up and bite their necks to drink their blood.
He didn’t kill them, just drained their health bars to only 10% remaining, rendering them weak.
This kind of violent enforcement naturally aroused everyone’s dissatisfaction, but seeing the groups of BOSS and high-level template monsters, they were angered but dared not speak out.
And those members of the Heretical Sect, why would they willingly surrender without a fight?
Of course, they resisted fiercely, only to be no match for the BOSS troop summoned by Zi Liyuan, as these members, mostly ranging from First Order to Third Order, could not hold on.
First and Second Order professionals were easily suppressed by the Phantom King, the Blood Race Ghost King, the Wraith Mage group, accompanied by a host of heroic vampires.
The Third Order professionals were taken out by Lao Tie, Lao Gui, the Queen, and the Demon Spider.
So he easily entered the interior of the fighting arena.
Looking at the fighting arena, which was like a sports hall and divided into several rings, there were still professionals fighting on the rings and a crowd of cheering spectators in the nearby stands, which also made Zi Liyuan’s head hurt.
Upon scanning with his Spirit, nearly three hundred spectators, each one highly emotional, it seemed not so easy to have these spectators cooperate.
But as long as they weren’t members of the Heretical Sect and didn’t have an [Array Suppressor] on them, they were just lambs to the slaughter and couldn’t cause any trouble.
However, he was worried that if the Heretical Sect members became desperate, they would take these people as hostages, which would needlessly increase the difficulty of his cleansing operation.
But there’s no turning back once the bow is drawn; for the sake of the resources in the Heretical Sect stronghold, he couldn’t just let them escape.
Thus, he began to massively summon troops!
Huge summoning arrays appeared one by one in the fighting arena, instantly drawing everyone’s attention.
When a large number of Skeleton Warriors and zombie groups were summoned, everyone was shocked, and the spectators became even more frantic, their eyes blazing as they looked towards Zi Liyuan.
Yeah, these fervent spectators thought this was an extra performance arranged by the fighting arena, a rare exhibition by professionals from the death-related class.
The endless stream of skeletons and zombies quickly exceeded a number of twenty thousand.
With white-bone armor and continuous zombie howls, the oppressive force of this undead army made everyone in the fighting arena feel a suffocating sense of dread engulf them.
At this very moment, the spectators, who were just moments ago extremely excited, gradually realized something was wrong, especially when they saw these undead creatures, under the command of the Wraith Mages, surround the entire fighting arena, the once noisy venue fell into utter silence.
“Dragon Academy student, under orders to eradicate the Heretical Sect members hiding in the Iron Fist Fighting Arena, to cleanse the Heretical Sect organization, those who resist will be killed without mercy; innocents should sit tight in your seats, make no careless movements, otherwise, if wounded by the undead, there will be no compensation for medical expenses.”
Finding a microphone, Zi Liyuan’s voice spread out, after repeating it three times, he went to the central ring with the four Lao Tie, pulled out a chair, and boldly sat down.
One by one, the undead BOSSes with their minions began to search.
“Bastard, do you know who owns the Iron Fist Fighting Arena?”
“This is violent law enforcement; I’m going to report you to the city guard!”
“My father is Situ Hong, a manager of the city guard, release me quickly, or I’ll have my father lead the city guard to kill you!”
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Noisy voices erupted at this moment; the audience, who had come for entertainment, were not going to cooperate obediently.
They started to clamor and even issued various threats.
In just over a dozen seconds, Zi Liyuan found that many among the crowd were influential figures from within Boundary Mist City.
However, he didn’t care. If he had offended them, so be it. His presence here was merely to buy some time,
to eliminate the openly Heretical Sect members who were staff at this venue.
Through the “Elemental Map” skill, he had already discovered that underneath this fighting arena,
there was another space—a subterranean fight club!
Or calling it a training ground wouldn’t be too far off. At that moment, 133 Heretical Sect members had already assembled,
led by two fourth-order, level 100 leaders, and were ready for battle.
As the colossal Undead creatures pressed the venue’s security personnel and workers before Zi Liyuan,
the guiding talisman within his spatial belt began to vibrate and flicker incessantly.
Zi Liyuan slightly furrowed his brow, took out the jade talisman, and activated it,
causing a screen of light to appear before him.
“You causing such a big ruckus, boy, ain’t you afraid of being besieged by the city garrison?”
An elderly man in military attire, with a head full of white hair and an aura of authority, appeared on the screen.
“Ain’t I making my identity clear here? Besides, this task was directly assigned to me one-on-one by the military department. Anyway, you’ve got my back, right?”
Lord Zi spoke calmly and composedly.
“You’re really bold, kid. We only asked you to take care of a minor Wokou scum, and here you are,
barging into Boundary Mist City’s Iron Fist Fighting Arena, directly taking on a Heretical Sect stronghold.
Aren’t you afraid of stirring the pot and getting quietly taken out by someone?”
The initially stern face of the elder softened a little, a hint of appreciation in his eyes.
“What does the military think of the blueprints sent by Shen Yurou? Does my strength catch the eye of the military?”
Zi Liyuan asked a question out of the blue, his eyes, however, fixed on the workers being pushed forward.
“The military needs you to conquer some wild instances and obliterate some outdoor monster lairs.
How about a stint in the military for you?”
The appreciation in the elder’s eyes grew deeper.
“If you want a horse to run fast, you’ve gotta feed it well, right? How about leading with a gesture of goodwill, help a lad get past his fourth-order Lord-level class change quest first?”
Zi Liyuan’s mind was quick as lightning; in just a moment, he understood many things.
Why the military specifically named him for task assignments, plus all the skill books and other things provided to him when he first joined the Dragon Academy.
“A Necromancer’s fourth-order Lord-level class change is more difficult than you can imagine. The military can offer you the necessary assistance,
but I hope you will further consolidate your foundation. At least conjure up some more Bone Dragons, or even a Spectral Dragon—that’ll make it more secure.”
Assistance would certainly be offered, but he needed to improve further.
Zi Liyuan’s character was just a bit too complicated. They were still negotiating how to cultivate him, and this lad, seizing the opportunity,
made the military take the blame while reaping benefits, and now, he had the audacity to ask for more in front of him.
This guy wasn’t one to throw his falcon until he’d seen the rabbit.
“Rest assured, after wiping out this Heretical Sect stronghold, my strength should see another surge. Otherwise,
I wouldn’t have recklessly entered their base alone, right?”
He was quite fond of his life, and had it not been for a substantial benefit and the enemy’s moderate strength,
he would have never rashly invaded Boundary Mist City or knocked directly on their door.
“Seems there’s something worthwhile hidden in the Boundary Mist City’s Iron Fist Fighting Arena to make you storm in alone.
Never mind, just be careful. The city garrison has already sealed off the arena’s perimeter, and the military troops will handle the clean-up for you.
You’d better thoroughly clean out this Herarchical Sect stronghold for the old man, and gather clear intel on the interlinked powers.”
“You can count on me to satisfy you.”
Zi Liyuan knew that if you don’t eliminate the root when cutting weeds, the spring breeze will bring them back to life.
He certainly did not wish to be under constant threat of retaliation.
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