MC's career as foreign lord

"Eden, where's the person you found?" At this moment, Locke had already been helped down, but the situation on the field had begun to deteriorate sharply!

He sat painfully in the chair, the priests around him constantly sprinkling white holy light on him, but it seemed to have little effect. This little bit of brilliance was not enough to alleviate his pain.

This is actually a common problem for many warrior professionals. Becoming a warrior mostly means not being devout enough to the gods. Otherwise, he should have been a divine术 knight. Therefore, the brilliance of divine术 is not very effective for warriors.

"Forget it, let's leave it at that!" Locke said, seeing the person walking beside Eden. "May I ask who you are…"

"Musa!" The gray-robed man was completely hidden in his cloak, not even a glimmer of light could escape. "The master is resting, do not disturb him. I wonder what trouble the town chief is having. I believe I can be of some help!"

His tone was calm and steady. He had experienced countless world changes and sudden transformations of the world. His words were like those of an old man who had seen everything.

Locke nodded, saying insincerely, "Hopefully!" He couldn't help but place his hopes on the other side. If he could invite the two Highnesses to take action, he might be able to salvage the situation. His promotion, failure is just failure! He couldn't care less!

The situation on the field was already precarious. Each swing of the giant kobold's weapon took the life of a soldier. And in the distance, the light on Father Havali's body had dimmed, as if it would be extinguished in the next second.

As for Chairman Brown, he had long disappeared. The moment his magic network spell slots were exhausted, why wouldn't he leave? Was he supposed to wait for death?

On the entire resistance battlefield, not only soldiers but also mercenaries rushed up, tearing openings in these monsters as best they could. Several mercenaries who were clearly warrior professionals performed very conspicuously.

"Volley!" An elf archer professional commanded the many archers, barely managing to get the soldiers and the priest to retreat. The priest spat out a mouthful of blood, "It seems that today, we are going to meet Lord Corellon!"

He "hehe" laughed, turning a blind eye to the current scene. "Lord Corellon, your believers will fight to the last moment for your glory!"

He forcibly mustered his spirits, and his body burst forth with power at this moment. This was the power of faith, and even the old husk seemed to have regained some of its strength. Even Locke felt that he could move as usual!

All the soldiers also recovered a bit, but that was all…

"Father, you…" Locke couldn't finish his sentence. Father Havali seemed to have completely exhausted his energy and had been carried down.

"Reinforcements from Val City won't arrive for half a month!" Brown said with some resentment, "These damned, useless bureaucrats! They should be brought to the front lines to see what it's like here! What has this place become!"

"Be careful with your words! Chairman Brown! The city lord also has their difficulties…" Locke reminded him, squinting at the scene in front of him, and opening his mouth with some regret, "What a pity…"

He raised his samurai sword, "Pass down my order to retreat first, block another wave at the stone wall entrance, and then retreat back into the town to await reinforcements!"

Zhou Ren's stone wall was still unscathed. In fact, this wall also had durability, after all, it wasn't inside the territory. But who would be extravagant enough to waste skills and firepower on such a wall? Therefore, it was well preserved.

The elf archers continued to volley, while the many soldiers and mercenaries slowly retreated, occasionally leaving behind a few corpses. Now it was no longer their battlefield.

"Even if the hobgoblins mysteriously disappeared and the goblin brothers didn't come, we still can't hold on!" Locke sighed, glancing at the side. Those few elf warriors still had cold faces and didn't say a word.

It was because of their existence that his message couldn't be delivered at all. These rigid royal guards would not listen to any orders except those from the royal family, so there was still no news. Although they said the princess wasn't here, but… alas!

With the army pressing down, some timid mercenaries hurriedly slipped away, while the archers on the wall inspected their weapons, preparing for the next round of interception.

Locke was the last to retreat. He looked back and saw that only a gray-robed man remained in place, standing alone in the wind, his robes fluttering in the terrifying north wind!

"Get him back!" Locke roared, "If he dies, we might be resented by Lord Zhou Ren!"

After all, it was a well-known fact that nobles were unreasonable. They always centered everything on themselves, and the higher the level of the noble, the more deeply this theory was implemented.

Several soldiers hurried forward, wanting to pull him back.

However, Musa merely waved his hand, not allowing the people behind him to come over. The two soldiers were pushed back by an invisible force and then looked at Musa in surprise as he cast his spell.

"A mage?" Locke's face lit up, and then he looked a little unsightly. If it had been before, when Brown's spell slots hadn't been exhausted, the two mages working together might have had a chance to turn the tables. Was it too late now?

Of course, Musa didn't know what he was thinking. Even if he knew, he probably wouldn't care. He opened his inventory and opened his first book: 《Frost Walker》.

The power from the extreme ice seemed to cover him in an instant. Musa didn't say anything, just silently watching the monsters roaring and rushing towards him.

The crowd on the wall also held their breath, watching two kobolds rushing too fast, as if they had broken through the line of defense and arrived in front of Musa.

"You… have crossed the line!" Musa said, the invisible force pushing away all defenses and directly descending on the kobolds.

Their bodies, which were originally running, suddenly broke apart. The feet, without the body, flew forward with inertia, flying out like the body.

The monsters who saw this scene collectively lost their voices, followed by the loudest and most malicious roars. They no longer hesitated and rushed up together, wanting to completely destroy this human who seemed to be provoking them!

"Anger will make creatures lose their minds and greatly stimulate their power!" Musa was terrifyingly calm, still standing still, unmoved. All of this was his means.

"Huff!" He breathed out a breath. The body of a lich, other than being a little shriveled, was no different from a human, so he could easily do something that a skeleton could only dream of.

The biting cold aura emanated from his body, covering the wilderness in front of him, causing the goblins and gnomes, who were rushed to the front by the monsters as cannon fodder, to suddenly start slipping!

This was truly a very comical scene. Even though the night was so dim, they could still be seen as if they had run onto an ice surface, unable to control their bodies at all, and they crashed over in a fluster!

Several black lines appeared, dividing and cutting off their bodies. At this time, Locke belatedly realized that what were those black lines? They were clearly pieces of extremely thin ice!

These ice shards seemed to truly chill one to the bone. The corpses hadn't even flown far before they were completely frozen, falling to the ground as ice sculptures!

At this moment, the BOSS monsters hidden within the horde seemed to sense something amiss and finally couldn't help but take action. The first to move was a strange gnoll priest, his body hidden behind a mask, as if bursting with endless power!

"Roar!" An obviously unreasonable power began to manifest, and a giant gnoll appeared on the wasteland. Although it looked only seven or eight meters tall, its deterrent force was increasingly terrifying!

"Yeenoghu Fang!" he shouted his name to the sky, borrowing the power of the Abyss Lord Yeenoghu. He wanted to sacrifice the strange creatures before him to the supreme gnoll lord!

Mo Sa was slightly stunned. The demonic power was so great that he even thought he was facing Yeenoghu himself! But if the King of Gnolls was really this weak, he would have been torn to pieces by his own demons long ago!

"Demon! The destiny of fire!" He replaced the "Frostwalker" and took out a "Flame Infusion" instead. "His Highness's power is truly unfathomable. This is no mortal flame!"

"Let the flames devour everything!" Only then did he slowly fly into the sky, his withered claws flipping through the pages of the book, and wisps of fire poured down from it. And when he completely opened the book and turned it upside down…

The seemingly narrow pages seemed to connect to a strange sub-dimension, and endless red flames fell from it, dropping into the monster horde!

It really was "dropped in." The endless flames almost instantly burst open, and the terrifying flames grew with the wind, almost submerging the entire gnoll army in the next moment!

"Flame is the pulse of nature, and fire is the breath of heaven and earth!" Mo Sa said, gently blowing on the book!

"Boom!" The huge breath of flame was like a dragon's breath, directly covering the monster horde like a huge fan!

"Awoo!" The roars and screams of the monsters rose and fell, which made Mo Sa very unhappy. "If His Highness hears it, he will blame me for not doing my job properly! Shut up!"

This terrifying power descended, and the wailing screams suddenly disappeared. This was Mo Sa's true strength. Every archlich is an expert in manipulating souls!

Now only the endless flames are still burning on the eternal ice. This strange scene made everyone hold their breath. What… what is he!

Now all the monsters are in the flames, leaving only a few huge lord-level monsters still struggling to die!

The flames were burning on their bodies, but they forcibly endured it. The frost on the ground could not hinder their actions in any way. These guys looked at each other, their eyes fixed on the sky!

"Experiment complete!" Mo Sa put away the book and descended from the sky. This was just a small and simple test, and now it seems to be working quite well.

This frost and flame from another dimension is simply the savior of the world!

It's just that someone wants to resist this salvation. Mo Sa waved his hand, and a huge invisible palm directly unfolded, slapping these monsters into the fire!

"Even the mage hand can burn?" Mo Sa was stunned. "What a magical flame!"

He didn't let go, but simply pressed down. He had already disappeared into the distance and walked into the territory. When Locke waited for the flames to go out and looked again, he only saw a pile of ashes and broken bones all over the ground!

"Clean up the things and send them to Lord Zhou Ren!" He sighed, and wrote down the record at hand, "Target character's companions updated, mage, proficient in both water and fire elemental manipulation, suspected to be a legend."

"What a troubled time!" He quickly ordered, "Gather the corpses and clean up the battlefield! Don't move the biggest one, that's Lord Zhou Ren's trophy!"

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"What?" Zhou Ren was a little overwhelmed when he heard such explosive news as soon as he got up.

He was drinking milk and gnawing on bread, originally thinking that today would be a day to slack off a little with the help, but now it seems that's not the case at all!

The little skeleton was silent, not knowing whether it was addicted to mining or had run off to slack off somewhere. Then Mo Sa came over and briefly placed the two enchantment books in front of him, and at the same time told him the story of what happened last night.

"And then?" Zhou Ren opened the two enchantment books without showing any emotion, but he still couldn't understand the strange characters on them, so he had to continue asking.

"The town suffered heavy losses, Town Chief Locke is in a coma, Father Havari is exhausted, the Mercenary Guild president has lost a week of spellcasting authority, and the two elves you mentioned are missing!"

Mo Sa replied to Zhou Ren's question, but no matter how you look at it, this is not good news.

Zhou Ren wasn't too worried about the two elves. Their status was too high, and even the Silvermoon Empire wasn't worried. Why should he worry?

The problem now is that after several days of continuous attacks, the town's high-end combat power has been crippled…

And it's only been a week, and this storm will last for a full two weeks!

Zhou Ren was a little suspicious. Who is pushing this behind the scenes? What is his purpose in pushing so many monsters to attack? It can't really be to consume the manpower under his command, right? Lack of food, nomadic people?

Zhou Ren complained casually, but he also had his own opinion, "Mo Sa, do you think… could there be a legendary figure behind these things?"

Mo Sa's strength is legendary, or rather an incomplete legend. His vision should not be wrong.

Mo Sa shook his head, "Master, probably not! If it were a legend, they should have already started plotting against Val City!"

"That's true…" Zhou Ren pondered, thinking that this seemed to make sense. If it were a legend, the elves would have to treat him well, and there would be no need to spend so much to plot against a small town.

"Help me investigate!" Zhou Ren continued, "And keep an eye on the situation in the town. I don't want to wake up next time and find that I'm the only one left in the whole town!"

"Yes, Master." Mo Sa nodded.

"There's one more thing. I have a deal with a guide named Henry in the town. Contact him and buy some eggs or something. The town chief also sent someone over with the previous thanks and rewards, which should be several thousand gold coins, right? You can go to the Mercenary Guild and get them all!" Zhou Ren continued to instruct, "If a mercenary named Werner comes to find me, remember to remind me!"