New World
The Liberation of Princess Leoni 6

Sander activates a magic circle in front of him. The 2-meter magic circle is black with rune inscriptions. From within the magic circle, came the image of revolutionaries and royal troops fighting each other. It is also seen how the revolutionary forces tried to evacuate the citizens from within the magic circle.

Red fireworks lit up in the eastern part of the capital when Sander finished making the magic circle. The fireworks were seen all over the capital. Sander was no exception who was standing on the stage of execution.

Sander certainly did not care much about the red fireworks that had just lit, Sander knew if the fireworks were one of the signals used by Deathmark's men. Sander is convinced that Deathmark and his men can overcome the revolutionary forces this time.

"What's the matter, princess? Still hoping your friend's friend came to save you?" Sander glanced at the silent princess Leoni as she looked at the fiery red fireworks in the eastern sky.

"Enough Sander! Quickly do what you want!" Princess Leoni could not bear to see the civil war between the revolutionary forces and the royal forces. He also asked Sander to quickly execute him. Princess Leoni thinks that if she is executed, the war will end.

"Why rush? Isn't it nice to see them killing each other?"

"What do you really want?" Princess Leoni is not out of thought with the mind of Sander.

"They're helping me finish my plan. Look at them..." Sander explains his plan to Princess Leoni.

Princess Leoni was so angry after hearing what Sander said. No he guessed the real intention of Sander was to finish off the revolutionary forces and the royal forces simultaneously. But what kind of power he can do right now.

Both of his hands were tied to the pillar that held his movements on this stage. If he cried, who would hear? The citizens? No one dared to take action frontally.

"US..." Princess Leoni could only groan quietly while mentioning Alan's name. Alan is the only hope of Princess Leoni at this time to be able to thwart Sander's plans.

"Silent... And enjoy today's show." Sander.

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"You go to the park in the middle of the city! Use a small road to be undetected by the royal forces." Alan asked Shoote Sun and Nightwalker to leave first.

"But the US?"

"I'm going to outwit those players. There's no time." Alan jumped on top of the building and left Shoote Sun and Nightwalker both.

"He's... It's always..." Shoote Sun knows Alan's way of thinking. Nor did he blame Alan for the choices he made. Shoote Sun realizes that he and Nightwalker will actually be Alan's weakness if they follow Alan to face the players of Deathmark's men.

"We're leaving..."

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Deathmark who saw the red fireworks instantly smiled in satisfaction. "It's time..."

Jumping one roof of the building to another. Deathmark and his 30 men quickly headed to the eastern part of the capital. Deathmark's steps seem to be in a hurry. He does not want to lose track of Alan if too long on the trip.

"Spread! Keep perimeter! Don't let him get away!" Deathmark's orders to try to limit Alan's movements should Alan try to escape.

It was not until ten minutes that Deathmark and his men were arriving at the place that had been used as a place to battle Alan and Zegra. Deathmark did not believe what he saw. Zegra and his 20 men were lying on the ground lifeless with faces reflecting pain.

"Squeaky... The wounds they get are not wounds in the vital parts..." Deathmark researched more about Zegra's body and his men. The absence of wounds in the vital part, indicates that Zegra and his men have died from exhaustion of HP.

"Find him! He must not be far away!"

Deathmark's men also split up and traced a small road around to find Alan's position.

"Yes..."

Not until a few minutes Deathmark's men scattered, heard screams from one of the small alleys. Deathmark goes straight to where the sound came from to find Alan's whereabouts. But only his men were lying there holding his wounded hand.

"Let's get up..." Deathmark who found his men only exposed to light injuries was angry to see his men lying on the floor. Deathmark thinks his men are acting spoiled. But his men were unable to get up. The pain in his hands was right as if gnawing at his body from within.

"Let's..."

Back a shout, Deathmark heard from another small street. Deathmark also headed to the origin of the sound again. Again his men sprawled on the ground holding a light wound on his leg.

Screams after shouts were heard several times on several small streets where Deathmark's men searched for Alan's whereabouts. Deathmark always quickly headed to the place where the sound of his men shouting. But only his men who were moaning in pain only he found.

"Bad! Get out if you dare!" Shouted Deathmark who was angry because Alan applied guerrilla tactics to finish off his men one by one.

Deathmark felt it would be dangerous to continue implementing a plan like this. He gathers his men in one place to prevent Alan's plans.

Booms...

A fireball measuring 2 meters was released by the Deathmark's men's witches towards the building on the side of the road. The building immediately burned. Many times the witch did the same. Buildings around them are engulfed in flames.

"Haha... How long are you gonna hide?" Deathmark is convinced that what he's doing will get Alan out of his hiding place.

"Damor... You sneaky." Alan who was hiding in one of the shadows of the building had no choice but to come out of his hiding place.

Alan immediately jumped up and fired his poisonous needle needle towards the range player of Deathmark's men.

Jamb...

Jamb...

Alan's five poisonous needles hit every Deathmark range player who didn't expect an impromptu attack from Alan. Notification of the system if they have been exposed to the poison white fog pyiton was heard. Shortness of breath, difficult to move directly engulfed their entire body.

Deathmark is not too concerned about the condition of his men. He smiled with satisfaction to find Alan who finally wanted to appear.

"I thought you'd be a cowardly rat going on?" The knight's ejek black aura of darkness.

"Coward?" Alan raised one of his eyebrows. Since when did guerrilla fighting tactics become cowardly fighting tactics? There is nothing wrong with such tactics. If they considered such a fighting tactic to be a cowardly fighting tactic, it was because they were not prepared to deal with guerrilla fighting tactics.

"Stop him!" Deathmark orders to his remaining men.

Alan could only hold his sword tightly to prepare for the Deathmark's 19 melee players. "Who is the real coward?" Alan muttered when he saw Deathmark just giving orders to his men to kill him.

Attacked by 19 players with a dark aura simultaneously really makes Alan hassles. Each player's movements were right much faster than when Alan faced them in the gun factory battle. Alan was forced to keep retreating while occasionally drinking potions to recover his HP that dropped slowly due to attacks from Deathmarks.

"Good... Goody... Entertain me... Let's see how many potions you have?" Deathmark smiled with satisfaction at Alan struggling to keep his life.

Thang's...

Thang's...

Alan could only fend off any attacks that led to him without being able to provide a counterattack. Even occasionally Alan had to use his shadowing skill to avoid attacks that he could not stop.

But the steps taken by Alan are not without reason. Without Deathmark's men noticing, Alan was leading Deathmark's men around him. Put all Deathmarks within Black Breath's reach.

"Black Breath!" Alan was blowing poisonous gas from his mouth into the ground where he stood. Deathmark's men are certainly not prepared with one of Alan's massive counterattacks. They could not avoid the puff of poisonous gas that instantly enveloped where they were.

[Player has been exposed to Black Breath Poiton. HP will drop 20 points every second. Player hit by stun. Immediately leave the poiton area to eliminate the stun effect.]

Notification of the system is only a broadcaster abal abal in the ears of the players. They are more focused on trying to move their bodies that cannot move due to inhaling the toxic gas that Alan released.

The enemy cannot move? In front of Alan? It means there are only two.

One died at the hands of Alan's gun.

Two died from the toxic effects of Alan.

Want whatever the choice is certainly not a good choice for Deathmarks. But Alan was not having much time to torture and teach meaningful lessons to Deathmark players. Alan slashed every vital part of Deathmark's men quickly, fearing that anyone could escape its Black Breath effect. Alan did not dare to be of any kind after knowing how high of an attribute they possessed this time around.

Deathmark who saw his men being swallowed by the puff of poisonous gas could only glare at his eyes. Just now he smiled satisfied to see Alan depressed, but could immediately be reversed by Alan with one skill.

"It looks like the price of 1000 gold for you is not a mere figment." Deathmark murmured softly after seeing Alan coming out of the puff of poisonous gas with a sword plentiful in blood.

"Let's hurry... I don't have time to serve people like you." Alan did not respond to Deathmark's words and chose to directly attack Deathmark.

"Good... That's what I expected." Deathmark drew his sword and shot towards Alan.

Thang's...

the exchange of Alan's and Deathmark's swords gave rise to a gust of wind all over the direction. The poisonous gas behind Alan was blown away. The fire that burned the building also swayed because of the wind.