227: After ten years of protection, you are in big trouble!

City of Radiance.

As the Black Curtain dissipated, the Dark Ant Spiders were exposed to the sunlight, appearing somewhat listless.

Seeing this, Laji immediately ordered a counterattack to clear them out!

NPC soldiers were dispatched, and Hughes, wielding his Flame Sword and Shield, charged at the forefront, his fiery blades surging to slay the Ant Spiders.

The players also received quest prompts and swarmed out of the city like a hive, attacking the Dark Ant Spiders as if to vent their frustrations.

They had been too stifled before, and with the version ending prematurely, everyone's immense resentment towards Old Man Chen had nowhere to be released.

Now, all of it was vented upon the Dark Ant Spiders.

With the Black Curtain gone, the players' excellent endurance resurfaced.

Healing spells, potions, and resurrection spells were used in rotation.

Knights tanked at the front, their health bars precariously fluctuating but quickly healed by Priests, no longer needing to pull aggro with such caution as before.

The Dark Ant Spiders, deprived of their source of power, were dispirited and retreated steadily under the players' vengeful onslaught, being eliminated bit by bit.

The situation was looking great!

Night Owl's figure flickered, backstabbing to take down an Ant Spider, letting out a slight sigh of relief.

Looking at the almost one-sided situation around him, he secretly congratulated himself for not buying all the dark crystal stones, glad he had listened to Old Man Chen's advice.

The 100 he bought were not a loss either, earning them quite a few merit points.

More importantly, for tomorrow's league, they could join Old Man Chen’s team, which made him the happiest.

With Old Man Chen's strength, victory was practically guaranteed.

So he directly transferred 10,000 gold coins as a token of his gratitude.

"Captain, for tomorrow's match, who... who will you bring?"

Bone suddenly leaned over, rubbing his buzz cut and asking in a low voice.

Night Owl glanced at him indifferently, intentionally saying,

"Don't even think about it. I'm bringing Red Blade. You and the first team can compete for second place."

Bone immediately let out an 'ah' upon hearing this, his face full of a resentful expression, and he nudged Night Owl with his 52-inch arm, unwilling to give up.

"Cap~tain~, please~ just~ take~ me~!"

As the saying goes, when a man acts coquettishly, there's nothing left for a woman to do.

Night Owl was feeling exactly that now.

Listening to that tingling, suggestive voice, goosebumps immediately popped up all over him, and he stumbled back several steps.

He glared and cursed, "You damn well better speak properly! If you keep acting like that, I'll beat the hell out of you!"

Bone's muscles rippled as he twisted his fingers, speaking coyly.

"Then... you have to take me."

"Ugh! Fine, fine, stop twisting, I'll take you."

Night Owl's features contorted, and he shivered, constantly rubbing his arms.

Receiving an affirmative answer, Bone beamed happily and skipped away...

Night Owl shook his head with a bitter smile.

A group of men together all day, their endocrine systems were almost out of whack.

There were always a few who liked to act flirtatious.

Of course, this wasn't about sexual orientation; it was just that life was too boring, and they were intentionally messing around.

Regaining his composure,

He gripped his dagger, which danced in his hand, and moved his feet, continuing to grind monsters...

......

"City Lord, the King has sent someone to invite you to the Imperial City for an audience. What do you think..."

On the city wall, Thomas walked up to Laji and bowed, reporting.

"Sigh, I knew it..."

Laji's face fell, and he sighed.

"Go tell him that once I've dealt with the dark creatures around the city, I will go. Go on."

"Yes." Thomas left.

Laji looked out at the battlefield, lost in thought.

The King's summons was within his expectations.

It was easy to investigate and find out everything he had done.

The preventive measures he had taken for 10 years under the teleportation arrays in various cities had finally not been in vain.

The Black Curtain had indeed developed according to his pessimistic predictions, spreading almost across the entire Human Realm.

Recalling earlier, as an envoy of the Divine Realm, he was sent to the Human Realm's border to investigate the cause of the Black Curtain.

Perhaps driven by his personality, he proposed the most pessimistic conjecture.

But unfortunately,

No one in the Divine Realm believed him, or rather, they disdained to believe him.

They didn't care about the fate of the Human Realm; they only cared if the Black Curtain posed a threat to them, arrogant and selfish.

At that moment,

He was thoroughly disappointed with the Divine Realm!

Later, after several twists and turns, he got his wish and left the Divine Realm, preparing to take some preventive measures.

When he informed the Human King of his prediction, it quickly drew the King's attention, and a large number of soldiers were sent to guard the border.

But as time passed,

The Black Curtain remained inactive, and with the Demon Realm's front lines becoming tense, this matter gradually faded from memory.

In the end, only he remained, setting up special magic arrays in various towns, just in case.

For ten years, he consistently maintained a pessimistic outlook.

He even became the City Lord of the City of Radiance, intending to guard it silently and live a laid-back life.

As for the original intention behind all this, it was probably because he couldn't bear to see the demise of the human race...

"This time, I won..."

Laji murmured, a rare smile gracing the corner of his lips.

However, one thing greatly puzzled him.

That was, the duration of the Black Curtain was too short...

It was completely different from what he had expected.

But before he could figure it out, the person who could answer his question arrived!

"Laji! Get out here!!!"

Hearing the familiar voice coming from the direction of the city's teleportation array, the joy that had just risen in his heart instantly vanished, and his expression stiffened.

He wanted to run, but as the City Lord, he couldn't.

Helpless, he could only hang his head dejectedly, arms drooping, and float down from the city wall, radiating resentment...

The scene shifted, and Lydia and Laji had returned to the City Lord's Mansion.

Accompanied by a series of clanging sounds and vibrations, Lydia immediately felt comfortable.

She grabbed Laji, slammed him onto the City Lord's chair with a thud, clapped her hands, and asked the question in her heart.

"Hey, how long does it take for your divine race to resurrect, and does the body actually disappear?"

"Crack!"

Laji straightened his cervical spine with both hands, moved it twice, then stared at Lydia, somewhat resentfully.

"Why... why do you ask that? Has hitting me no longer satisfied you?"

"Hiss!"

Laji's eyes suddenly widened, looking at her in disbelief.

"You... you wouldn't want to kill me to vent your anger, would you? Hey! That's a bit much now!"

Looking at Laji's terrified expression, Lydia couldn't help but laugh and cry, knowing he had misunderstood.

"What are you thinking?! Am I that kind of person? I'm just curious!"

You never know...

Laji couldn't help but grumble inwardly.

Then Lydia recounted Kadela's situation and encountering Old Man Chen, which left Laji dumbfounded.

With a solemn expression, he said, "Normally, during resurrection, the body disappears in a few seconds. According to what you said, I'm afraid Kadela is in grave danger..."

"Ah????"

Lydia's face changed dramatically, and she slammed her hand on the table, standing up abruptly.

Laji's tone was heavy, and he continued speaking to himself,

"You're in trouble, you're in big trouble..."

The death of a Twelve Divine Emissary concerned the face of the Divine Realm, and they would surely pursue accountability to the end, investigating thoroughly.

Lydia, as a key witness, would be the first to face judgment.

Should she expose Old Man Chen?

Damn it!

She couldn't afford to offend either of them!

For a moment, Lydia was on the verge of tears, her face ashen...