How Level Zero Devil Destroys Player Experience

Qiu Li came over with a tray of food, grinning.

Beibei and Qingyu behind them called the little ones over for snacks.

Gray Liunian explained, "There has been no movement from the guilds in the Levis camp in the past two days. I asked Zhuo Duo, Amo and others, as well as people from other guilds, but I couldn't find any news."

"The diplomatic incident is over. Are you still worried that they will take action?" Qiu Ru smiled. "Besides, this area has been taken over by the garrison. If they want to cause trouble, they have to think twice."

"It's just a hunch. It might be my illusion."

Gray Liunian shook his head.

And in a dozen unknown alleys, a large crowd gathered and hurried in the direction of the coronation procession.

"Hurry up, this is our last chance."

Wenren Shanshui said in a deep voice in the team channel.

Qiu Lu's eyes flickered behind him as he thought of a figure that shrouded his heart like a nightmare.

The last chance...

"Ms. Claire, if you have time this afternoon, why don't we go to the arena and have a sparring match?"

From the window on the top floor of the mall, Laercy invited tirelessly.

Isabella next to him was not convinced and pulled Laerce's arm, "Cousin, first come first served, Master Claire is going to teach me swordsmanship this afternoon!"

"Get out of here, little kid. This is a matter between adults... Damn, why are you biting people? Are you a puppy?"

Claire glanced at the unreliable cousins, sighed imperceptibly, looked away and contacted the other two parties, "Ms. Anna, Kai, how is the situation around us?"

"Your Highness is so cool and cute... No, Lady Claire, I mean there is no problem at all."

"Everything is fine, Master Claire."

Claire nodded and was about to ask them to continue monitoring the situation.

Sight ahead.

Suddenly there was an unusual commotion.

boom--

Chapter 49: Blatant Attack

The coronation procession went smoothly and passed through the two southwestern districts without any accidents.

There were only welcoming gestures from the residents and tourists of Kanalan, nothing more.

This made me let down my guard a little.

According to the plan, all that was left was to cross the East City District and come to the White Court of Aarons at the junction of the North City District and the Royal City, and complete the final coronation on the gilded platform.

"Maybe Auston's plans are after the coronation."

I couldn't help but think.

If that's the case, there's no need to worry even if there is a plan, because the evidence we've prepared before that is enough to deal the most fatal blow to Prince Austin.

But reality is never what we want, even in games.

"Your Highness, there is a situation."

It was not so much Hill's voice that reminded me, but rather the sudden movement in front of me that was too hard to ignore.

boom--

The loud noise was like thunder, completely drowning out the noise of the crowd.

Sporadic fire snakes accompanied the sound of the explosion, rising and spreading rapidly from the source of the sound, turning a large area into a sea of ​​​​fire. It was as hot as magma and surged across the street in front, blocking the way forward.

This scene was like a disaster movie with the pause button pressed.

After the video was replayed, the residents and tourists of Kanalan who had reacted immediately screamed and fled in all directions. Some hid in buildings, while others squeezed into alleys. Their actions varied, but they were all driven by instinct to desperately get away from the sea of ​​fire.

"Enemy attack!"

"Protect Her Royal Highness!"

"Line up to defend!"

Dozens of royal guards reacted quickly, and immediately moved from the front and the back of the team to the middle, forming a defense circle with the sedan chair as the center. The musicians dropped their orchestral instruments and took out exquisite staffs from their arms. They were actually mages in disguise, or they had two jobs at the same time.

The parade may look ordinary from the outside, but in fact everyone is an elite trained by the royal family.

However, these people are strong enough to deal with small-scale emergencies, but cannot compete with legion-level combat power.

Just when I realized the danger and stepped down from the sedan chair.

The whistling sound of magic came in an instant.

The elements of fire, lightning, and storm swept over, instantly engulfing more than a dozen royal guards in front of the team.

"really……"

Looking in the direction where the magic came from, my eyes couldn't help but focus.

"Your Highness, it's the Shadow Legion."

Even without Hill's reminder, I could recognize who those mysterious soldiers were who appeared from the top floor of the building in front of this street called Langmude and rushed out from the edge of the sea of ​​fire.

The appearance of these people also completely confirmed the idea that I had considered yesterday but was not sure of -

Auston intends to attack the princess during the coronation procession.

"He actually dared to take action at this time..."

My breathing became heavier.

The news of Morfa's rescue must have been exposed.

Although Auston may not know who did it, he knows that the leverage Morfa holds is enough to threaten everything he has now, especially in this special situation.

He had no choice but to take the risk and eliminate the princess, making himself the only descendant of the royal family of Levis.

Even though my performance these days satisfied Austin, he also knew that the throne was the permanent barrier between him and the princess.

As long as Morfa reveals the truth of that year, the princess will definitely stand against him. Coupled with the Prime Minister's faction that has been opposing him all these years, his situation can be said to be precarious.

The more you take action, the lower the possibility of a comeback.

"Your Highness, Miss Sherlock and the others have sent news that the Third Legion and the East District Garrison Headquarters are gathering troops."

Hill reminded me in my ear.

I understand why Austin chose to start his attack in the East District, because his military forces are nearby and they can use legitimate reasons to block off this block and clear out the "rebels" inside.

In such a chaotic situation, even if the princess died in it, they would not be involved.

"Let Sherlock and the others act immediately and hold these people back!"

I'm glad that I was careful yesterday and arranged Sherlock and the others to stay nearby, otherwise they would have been under Austin's control by now.

In the few short seconds that Hill and I were communicating, the situation on the entire street became even more chaotic.

The Shadow Legion has surrounded the street from both sides.

Even if the royal guards and court mages launched a counterattack, and even with the support of the garrison troops stationed around the streets, they were unable to withstand an enemy that was several times their size.

"Your Highness, we will hold you here, you leave from the side immediately!"

A royal guard said to me anxiously.

"Okay, please."

Claire and the members of the Thieves' Club are still on their way, and Hill cannot be exposed in front of these people.

Knowing that the situation was serious, I naturally would not act pretentiously. I immediately followed the four guards sent by the other party to escape from the side path. However, I could faintly hear slogans of "For Glory" behind me, which made me feel blocked in my heart.

There were also scattered crowds of people on this path, making it seem a little congested.

But after seeing me, dressed in royal attire and protected by guards, many people spontaneously made way for us.

"Princess, please leave here immediately."

"Let the princess leave first!"

I remained silent, but sighed in my heart.

He could only quicken his pace, and under the escort of the guards, he soon reached the end of the path.

The panic of the sudden incident seemed to spread, and as the crowd fled, it spread to other streets, and could be seen from the panicked crowds running past at the end.

But I didn't expect there was another reason behind this.

"Don't waste your energy, my lovely princess. You can't escape."

A group of members of the Shadow Legion appeared from the square at the end of the path, going in the opposite direction of the fleeing crowd. Led by a wizard in green robes, they quickly blocked the path.

"This will be your burial place, and I, Storm Eye Cayenne, will give you a magnificent funeral."

The rising air current carried the body of the mage who called himself Cayenne into the air.

Likewise, his voice came from far away, with a teasing tone.

When the shadow army appeared, the crowd in the path fled to the rear in a hurry, making me and the four guards who stayed where we were particularly conspicuous.

Several whirlwinds gathered around him and immediately found their target, drawing a graceful arc and rushing towards them. The walls of the buildings on both sides of the path were slightly scratched and deep grooves were left on them.

The warriors of the Shadow Legion charged forward following the whirlwind.

Behind the whirlwind are several surging magics.

"Protect His Highness!"

The four royal guards beside me quickly stood in front of me with shields in hand, but the whirlwind was so powerful that it knocked the two guards in front away when they came into contact with me, and the other two guards were also repelled by other magic.

Heroic Aboriginals?

I threw aside the shawl and robe that were hindering my movements, retreated to the obstacle on the path to avoid the aftermath of the magic, and frowned as I looked at the floating wizard in the distance. This kind of strength is definitely not something that ordinary elites can match.

Austin actually did this.

"You can't hide this time."

Cayenne was not annoyed when he saw his attack was blocked. Two terrifying tornadoes formed behind him, and he pointed his staff embedded with green agate forward and pounced on him like a wild beast.

Chapter 50 Hero vs. Hero

boom--

At this critical moment, there was a sudden loud noise from the building wall on the right side and it was forcibly broken open.

Along with the sound of rocks smashing down, a dashing figure wearing a knight's light armor leaped out of the hole. The shield in his hand sparkled brightly under the reflection of the sunlight, and suddenly it turned into a golden barrier that blocked the two tornadoes.

The tornado collided with the barrier with a sharp hissing sound, and the rapidly rotating airflow was quickly dispersed by the power of holy light contained in it.

The charging Shadow Legion soldiers were intercepted by several dazzling holy light spells halfway through. Several soldiers at the front were directly pierced by holy light spears that fell from the sky, and they screamed in pain.

Sharp arrows carrying magic came from afar, as if to submerge the path.

However, more than a dozen paladins had already rushed in through the broken hole, or jumped down from the roof of the building on the right side of the path, raising their shields to form a tight shield wall to protect the entire area.

"There are so many people getting in the way, and there seems to be one very difficult guy."

Cayenne frowned as he looked at these figures that suddenly appeared. He locked his eyes on the figure that rushed out first, and a huge wind blade condensed at the tip of his staff and swirled towards it.

Sonorous.

However, this seemingly terrifying attack was easily crushed by the falling figure with a knight's sword.

"Sister Claire."

The people who appeared before me were none other than Claire and the rest of the Orwyn Guard.

"Leave this to us. Your Highness, please go through the side hole. Bemira and Daisy, you escort Your Highness to leave here as soon as possible!"

Claire's eyes were fixed on Cayenne in the distance. Without looking back, she spoke in an unquestionable tone.

"Yes, Lord Claire, Your Highness, please follow us."

"Sister Claire, be careful."

I nodded and followed Bemira and Daisy without hesitation, entering the building next to the path through the broken wall.