Audience

"They're here—our reinforcements! Black Dasta, the Seventh-Rank mage of the Necromancy School!"

Seeing the newcomer's face, Flying Goldfish slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Amid a cluster of Azure Ghostfire that had appeared at some unknown time, a black-robed Spellcaster holding a Pale Bone Staff stood coldly and proudly atop the back of a massive Bone Dragon.

With a light stomp of his foot, the two emerald ghostfires in the giant Bone Dragon's hollow eye sockets flared brightly. Then it raised its skeletal maw to the sky and let out a soundless roar.

The intangible Soul Sound instantly swept across the entire battlefield, turning every Professional present pale as their minds suffered varying degrees of impact.

"No matter how many times I see Yin Mo, I get chills all over. Good thing he's on our side."

Rubbing the goosebumps on his arms, Ying Ji Chang Kong shuddered.

No matter when it was, facing these true High-Ranked Professionals brought an immense sense of oppressive presence.

It was a completely different kind of danger from when they had faced Chief Guest Elder Yin Mo before—like a gust of winter wind brushing past them, chilling them to the bone and striking directly at their souls.

They did not even need a Panel notification to sense just how powerful he was.

They could not do anything that might make him hostile. Otherwise, they would die.

Even when they had been Low-Rank Professionals facing Mid-Ranked Professionals, they had never felt this way.

While the City Guard's attention was temporarily diverted, Ying Ji Chang Kong and Flying Goldfish suddenly burst into action, briefly trapping the demoralized City Guard squad captain before quickly slipping away.

Their task of drawing attention had been completed. Next came the time for them to move freely and reap the rewards.

Defeating