The Man Who Fell from the Sky!

Looking at the herd of pigs rolling in from afar.

Roger opened his right hand.

He hurled "Griffith" at once! The holy sword, over two meters long, radiated a joyful, colorful light, springing from his palm and flying westward without looking back!

From a visual perspective...

It was like Roger fired a palm strike.

Both Cisco and Shar's eyelids twitched at the sight.

Especially Shar.

The moment Roger opened his right hand, she couldn't help but think of the day that Floating Island 5 disappeared.

This thought came to mind.

She began to tremble uncontrollably all over.

Not long after.

Griffith then swam happily among the pigs.

On the data panel.

The prompts scrolled by one by one.

"The Holy Sword Hero's Etiquette: Griffith is very pleased with your sacrifice, Ash Points +1"

Upon seeing this.

Without further hesitation, Roger turned and called out to a burly, Quasi-Horned Demon with long horns on his forehead, "A Chang."

"Car."

Without hesitation, A Chang removed the Ghostfire from his back and handed it to Roger.

As a member of the Combat Group.

A Chang's current position is "Combat Follower".

He carried not only will-o' -Ghostfire, but also "Final Sanctuary" and "Sang Qi's Cauldron".

His Tinder Pouch also contained a large number of items that Roger might need.

His job was to stay by Roger's side during battles and provide logistical support at all times!

A Chang is very good at tracking, stealth, carrying heavy loads, and observation.

With him.

Roger could then focus more intently on dealing with his enemies.

This is the benefit of large-scale operations.

Roger currently only has one Combat Follower.

But later.

There might be a dedicated Combat Follower group!

He took the Ghostfire from A Chang.

Roger deftly used the restraints to carry it on his back.

The next second.

He smiled at Shar.

Then he suddenly jumped off the mountaintop! "Ride the Wind!" The weight of the Ghostfire negated the effect of "Light as a Swallow".

But this did not affect Roger's flight.

He adjusted his posture to make himself more comfortable.

Then, under the escort of the chilling wind, they were transported.

They flew towards Blood Drop Town at an extremely fast speed!

The edge of the mountaintop.

A Chang, carrying the Black Coffin and tortoise shell on his back, strode over.

He casually tore open a scroll of Flight Spell.

Without saying a word, he jumped down! The next moment.

With her ample breasts and wide hips Cisco strolled leisurely to the edge of the cliff.

He glanced at Shar casually.

He jumped down as well.

They watched as the three figures turned into black dots.

A sudden impulse surged within Shar! It was an impulse she had never felt before, despite her fear of heights! The next moment...

She lifted her skirt and came to the edge of the cliff.

Looking down into the darkness, which resembled a gaping abyss.

She gritted her teeth for a long time.

final.

She retreated, trembling.

On the plains at dawn.

The slight trembling sound startled the small animals that were out foraging for food at dawn.

But then...

It was an even more violent tremor!

In this process.

Part of the ground was cracked open by the tremor, revealing a spiderweb-like network of veins! Very quickly.

The entire plain was engulfed in endless, massive tremors!

The stone pillars on the ruins began to collapse.

Large areas of buildings in Blood Drop Town were also affected!

5 kilometers away.

A corner of the Ruins Area.

The members of the Mage Legion, exposed from "mass invisibility" due to the spell, wore serious expressions.

now.

About a third of them were chanting a strategic spell—"Powerful Earthquake Spell"! Target.

Not just the valley where Blood Drop Town is located, but the entire plain south of the Primitive Forest!

Although doing so will reduce the power of the spell.

But since it was Mr. A Ba's arrangement...

They had no choice but to obey.

A few minutes later.

The first round of spell chanting is complete.

The first group of mages withdrew from the "Spell Amplification Barrier" and began to rest.

The second group immediately took over! There was also a third group waiting nearby.

In this way...

This will enable at least half an hour of continuous vibration!

"Is this all Mr. A Ba is asking us to do?"

"Is our value merely to cause a stir?"

Rest area.

A monk was muttering to himself.

The leader of the Mage Legion immediately glared at him and cursed, "Speak less and observe more."

"Don't get distracted!"

"The war has begun!"

"Has the war... begun?"

Blood Drop City.

On the high platform below the watchtower.

A handsome man with long, flowing hair is gazing eastward.

A sudden earthquake struck Blood Drop City.

As the supreme commander of the Red Robe Expeditionary Force and the president of the Nine Seats Council, Arnold, known as "Blood Hand," remained completely calm.

Seeing how calm he was.

His subordinates also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Activate the 'Spell Dispelling Barrier' in the inner city area."

Arnold's tone was steady. "All the hot air balloons are up, and the watchtowers are on high alert."

The men got to work.

Arnold himself, however, fell into a brief state of contemplation.

Mystra's situation is completely different from what Lord Vilan described.

At the beginning.

Arnold genuinely felt that the natives here were weak, stupid, and easily defeated.

But very quickly.

He paid the price for his arrogance—

To improve execution efficiency.

He proposed dividing the elite troops into three groups.

In hindsight, it was a terrible decision! His own base of operations was fine, though.

The other two routes...

Now there is no trace of it.

Two vital forces heading towards the forest and the sea have mysteriously lost contact.

This includes six members of the Nine Seats Council: Vera, Yorick, Hook (Scarface), Dampier, and others!

They all vanished without a trace.

This both shocked and angered Arnold.

Leaving aside the value of other Extraordinary Mage, Vera alone is enough to give him a headache.

That's Lord Vilan's daughter!

Although Lord Vilan has more than 30 daughters.

But if Vera were to disappear, he would certainly not have an easy time either.

also.

The thought of the Nine Seats Council, which he founded but is now almost defunct, is unbearable.

Arnold found it increasingly difficult to breathe.

The scariest thing is...

Even with Arnold's exceptional skill in divination, he couldn't figure out how they disappeared!

After realizing this.

Arnold finally realized that this planet was not simple! He then decisively changed his strategy and began to frantically strengthen the defenses of Blood Drop Town.

He has only one goal.

That's just stalling!

Simply drag it until the "Planet Teleportation Gate" opens a second time.

He still has a chance to redeem himself through good deeds!

So for the next period of time.

Arnold deliberately restricted the Red Robes' area of activity.

This strategy was quickly proven to be effective.

The abnormal situation no longer occurs.

Blood Drop Town was orderly both inside and out.

As time goes by day by day.

Arnold felt increasingly at ease.

He knew that the Truth Society had issued a declaration of war.

But it doesn't matter.

Because the enemy is unlikely to make a move immediately.

Instead, they will look for opportunities.

The more patient the enemy is.

The happier Arnold is.

"To make a move at this time would be tantamount to courting death."

The thought of that secret that only I knew...

Arnold was extremely pleased.

In Blood Drop City.

Under the effect of "spell to dispel barriers".

The tremors were barely felt in the inner city.

But the enemy's Mage Legion continued its relentless earthquake attack.

This made Arnold, whose thoughts were gradually returning to normal, sense a conspiracy.

"Wrong!"

"What are they trying to cover up with by using 'earthquake magic'!"

Arnold suddenly shouted towards the watchtower:

"Has the source of the western dust been confirmed?"

"It's confirmed."

"They're a bunch of Hogg Pig!"

Someone reported this.

Arnold frowned. "Is there something suspicious mixed in with the pigs?"

On the watchtower:

"There is something suspicious, but it doesn't seem to concern us."

It was at this moment.

A shout came from a nearby hot air balloon, "Unidentified aerial unit spotted!"

"Unidentified aerial unit detected!"

In a short time.

Alarms blared loudly in the observation area!

Arnold simply flew up to the watchtower himself and then shoved aside the servant who was observing the sky through the binoculars.

According to the direction provided by the hot air balloon.

He looked towards the northeastern sky.

A short while later.

He then saw a solitary figure!

He was a young man with an arrogant expression on his face!

He was carrying a long, thin object on his back.

It's slowly flying towards Blood Drop City!...

What's behind him?

Arnold asked seriously.

The others shook their heads. "We don't know."

"Never seen it before."

"Like a parachute..."

"What's he doing here alone? Is he delivering something?"

In a short time.

Almost all of Blood Drop City's observational capabilities were drawn to the man in the sky! They watched his flight path closely.

And he began calculating his landing point! "Something's not right!"

After observing for a while, Arnold said with a serious expression, "There must be others."

"It might be invisible."

"Pass down the order: everyone prepare for air defense!"

"The enemy may possess a large-scale air combat group!"

Orders were passed down one after another.

The red-robed men busily began preparations.

Arnold clenched his fist with a hint of regret.

Unfortunately, the conditions for solidifying the "Eye of Surveillance" were not met.

Otherwise, that man wouldn't be so arrogant!

He stared intently at the man.

The other party flew at a leisurely pace.

Very soon.

The man was less than 3 kilometers away from the highest observation post in Blood Drop City!

Then comes 2 kilometers.

1 kilometer.

As the distance gets closer and closer.

More and more people in red robes couldn't help but look up at the man who had descended from the sky.

The morning sunlight shone on his profile.

His disdainful and contemptuous expression was practically shoved into the face of every man in a red robe.

"Kill him!"

Arnold coldly gave the order.

A small squad of archers began firing arrows into the air.

It was at this moment.

The man's lips suddenly moved slightly.

A moment later.

His falling figure suddenly accelerated, plummeting towards the southwest side of Blood Drop City like a meteor!

After a volley of arrows missed its target.

The man's voice drifted over on the wind.

That moment.

Arnold and the other red-robed men heard it clearly. "Your family is gone."

In an instant.

Arnold seemed to realize something, and he opened his mouth—but his voice was drowned out by an even more terrifying roar! The sound came from the north.

Rumble! Amidst the brutal roar, there were also the ferocious howls of dragon beasts!

Under the horrified gazes of the red-robed men near the city walls.

One after another, the towering figures, like small mountains, crashed into the northern city wall with overwhelming force.

The fortifications built with the lives of countless slaves were as flimsy as paper.

It broke with a single poke! "Roar!"

A Thunder Dragon crashed in, smashing down several houses in one go.

at the same time.

More and more Thunder Dragon emerged from the edge of the Primitive Forest.

They were like an unstoppable torrent.

They easily breached the outer defenses of Blood Drop City.

And it threw the situation in the city into complete chaos!

Under the indiscriminate attack of the dragon beasts.

Numerous buildings began to collapse.

In Blood Drop City.

A chorus of wailing erupted!...

The edge of the forest.

One by Quasi-Horned Demon began to appear.

They put away the "High-Level Monster Manipulation Technique" scroll in their hands.

They began to head towards the city according to the previously agreed plan.

This time, it's all for the purpose of attacking Blood Drop Town.

Roger really went all out.

These scrolls of "High-Level Monster Manipulation Technique" are among the most precious of Wellington's remaining scrolls.

To invite his good friend to help out.

He used up all the scrolls in one go.

From the very beginning.

He ordered the Mage Legion to relentlessly harass the earthquake.

They even went so far as to lighten their appearance to attract attention.

All this was to cover the footsteps of my good brother! And with the "Forced March" buff that comes with the "Marching Order (Wonderful Item)".

The Thunder Dragon ran incredibly fast.

When the red-robed figure on the city wall realized that the dragon beast was attacking.

It was too late.

The twenty-odd Thunder Dragon posed no fatal threat to the Red Robe organization.

But it can destroy their outer defenses.

Roger wanted it.

It's a perfect opportunity to fish in troubled waters!

Amidst the chaos.

Roger landed in an open area.

Then he climbed onto the car.

With a whoosh, a crossbow bolt flew past his ear unexpectedly.

In the corner.

But then a red-robed servant nervously raised another crossbow, aimed at Roger, and tried to fire again.

Roger's Pull Starter.

The Ghostfire suddenly accelerated.

The next second.

A person and a car sped past.

Roger's Qilin Arm gripped the red-robed servant's neck with a single hand.

Between breaths.

He then slammed the man's head against the wall along the way! The man's forehead shattered like a watermelon.

His body was pressed deep into the wall.

Under the powerful Kiting of the Ghostfire.

Roger's Qilin Arm gave a gentle tug.

The entire wall was torn down by the person and the car!

Seeing this horrifying scene.

The red-robed men nearby instinctively shrank back and retreated.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Roger ignored them.

The Ghostfire rushed up to the roof as if walking on flat ground, and roared towards the watchtower!

"Your servant's temporary servant killed a red-robed servant."

"You have obtained 1 Fragment of Enlightenment"

Speeding across the rooftops.

Roger glanced at the data panel.

Unexpectedly, even the red-robed servant killed by the Thunder Dragon received a fragment; this was a pleasant surprise.

The Ghostfire moves very fast.

In the blink of an eye.

He then rushed to the vicinity of the chaotic watchtower.

In an instant.

A barrage of spells rained down on him.

Ignoring everything else, Roger pulled on the Ghostfire and began climbing the watchtower at an angle of nearly 80 degrees!

Exploding fireball.

Weakness Ray.

Frost Shock.

Dark tentacles.

Painful whipping.

A barrage of spells rained down on Roger.

However, a scene that shocked everyone nearby unfolded.

Take a full round of spells head-on.

Roger acted as if nothing had happened.

He pedaled his little motorcycle with a heavy sigh, and forcefully crashed into the top floor of the watchtower!

Crash! A piece of glass shattered.

The front of the Ghostfire emitted a faint glow.

Roger stared indifferently at the striking long-haired handsome man among the group of bald men.

"Mr. Arnold, it's an honor to meet you..."

He suddenly spoke.

Arnold swallowed hard.

He thought Roger was going to say something polite, but in an instant, he noticed out of the corner of his eye that Roger had a dark blue dagger in his hand! Whoosh! After a flash.

One stab!

The crowd erupted in chaos.

The red-robed figures cast spells as they fled in panic.

Roger's strength far exceeded their expectations.

A barrage of spells, powerful enough to kill a high-level monster, rained down on him.

It's like throwing a clay ox into the sea.

There was no response.

Even more outrageous is...

His complexion even seemed a little rosier! This situation was completely beyond the comprehension of the red-robed men! They fled as if avoiding a plague god.

A short while later.

The spot where Arnold had just stood.

All that remained were Roger and his body, broken in two.

The owner of the body stared wide-eyed.

He clearly died with his eyes wide open in disbelief.

"Hint: Target Arnold has used the curse 'My Substitute'."

"You killed Phil, a member of the Nine Seats Council (a superhuman/with some vampire blood/mage)."

"Extermination Order reward successfully obtained. You have acquired Phil's specialty - Vampire's Cookbook."

"Vampire's Cookbook: You are skilled at creating various blood products with temporary attributes."

I glanced at it briefly.

Roger looked at Arnold was still in shock, not far away, with a hint of amusement. "Your stand-in is a bit extravagant."

Arnold's expression was grim, but he still calmly replied, "Everyone in this city is my double."

"If you want to kill me completely, you must kill them all first!"

These words were spoken.

The rest of the red robes changed color.

Roger's eyes lit up. "Then wouldn't it be enough for me to just kill you?"

Arnold snorted coldly.

The next second.

He suddenly opened a "Anywhere Door" and quickly slipped inside.

A short while later.

Arnold appeared in the sky on the right, using his Flight Spell.

"Then come and pursue me!"

Arnold suddenly shouted.

Roger was just about to make a move.

But at this very moment...

A strong sense of unease welled up in his heart!...

"Sixth Sense: You sense that Planet Teleportation Gate is about to open."

In the air.

Arnold, having opened three Anywhere Door in succession, let out a long laugh:

"I'll tell you a secret that only I know."

"The actual opening time of the Planet Teleportation Gate is three days earlier than I leaked!"

So now.

"You're dead!"

Amidst Arnold's maniacal laughter.

One after another, oval-shaped Teleportation Gate appeared between heaven and earth.

Immediately afterwards.

Between those countless tiny Teleportation Gate.

A massive, pitch-black Dimensional Rift has appeared!...

"Extraordinary Perception: You have detected that the 'Conqueror' is about to land in Mystra."

"Warning: Your servant's temporary servant (Thunder Dragon) is under siege."

"Warning: Vilan's projection is about to descend."

"Warning: Vilan's pet is coming soon."

Roger stared silently at the cold, impersonal prompts.

His eyes were incredibly firm.

The next second.

He gripped the Red Moon tightly in his hand.

Suddenly.

His right palm became itchy.

"Notification: ' The Holy Sword Hero's Etiquette ' has ended, and Griffith is very satisfied."

"Notification: You have accumulated 5300 Extinguishing Points."

A 5,000-word chapter! What kind of leave request is this?! I'm such a failure, even my leave request failed! This is no different from two 6,000-word updates! I'm laughing at myself. No bonus chapters, huh? I'll save them for when I need to ask for leave later.