New World
The Liberation of Princess Leoni 9

"Lightning arrow!"

"fire ball!"

Lesatan attacks from witches and archers of players Deathmark men shower monster wolf monsters that Jonta controls. The wolf monster's body immediately burned, or some were cut into pieces. But the wolf monster body regenerated along with where Jonta flowed.

"You won't be able to kill my monster with such an attack!" Jonta smiled to find the faces of players who were so frustrated with the monster monster that could not die.

"Dam... We can't keep this up! That monster just keeps coming back to life."

"What should we do?"

"The monster monster... Someone must be controlling them." One of the archers who was the head of the group of Deathmark's men explained to his men.

"But where?" They did not see any other players near them. They think that it is impossible for the revolutionary forces to control it.

"You can hold that monster first. I'll try checking around." The Archer's orders to his men totaling 25 people. The archer immediately broke away to look for the existence of players who controlled the wolf monster.

The archer's steps stopped on one roof of the building, his gaze directed to a raven monster flying at a height. "So so..." Archer smiled with satisfaction. He was sure that something was wrong with the crow monster.

The archer drew his bow, trying to release his arrow towards the crow monster. Trying to find out more about the mysterious crow monster.

siu...

jamb...

Five arrows were glued almost simultaneously towards the crow monster. The high attribute made the five arrows able to reach the crow monster that flew at a height, flanking the wings of the crow monster. The raven monster that was hit by the arrow instantly swooped down sharply, falling down from a height.

"Dam... Shit..." Jonta panicked to find the crow monster he was riding lost balance due to the arrow released by Deathmark's men. Jonta was detached from the back of the crow monster that he was riding on and shot straight towards the ground.

Feeling himself about to fall, Jonta drained his mana quickly to recover his crow monster. After his crow monster recovered, Jonta immediately directed his crow monster to pick himself up who was sliding freely towards the ground.

Siu....

Stabs...

The raven monster managed to capture Jonta's body in time. Makes Jonta can breathe a sigh of relief.

"That's what you look like..." Despite failing to end Jonta's life, the archer remains satisfied. Can tell where the monster's summoner is. He immediately called some of his friends to help himself attack the crow monster who flew back to height.

Jonta grew more alert to the area below him after the attack. He believes that his position is already known by Deathmark players. Jonta called again two raven monsters to outwit the Deathmark players.

"Which monster did the monster summoner ride?" One of the witches of the twelve Deathmark witches who had just come asked the archer who was still watching the raven monster flying over him. Although he had been watching, but the appearance of two new crow monsters made him confused what to answer his friend's question.

"I don't know... Let's just attack the three of them."

"Are you crazy?" The witch doubted the plans of her group leader. He had seen for himself how the monster controlled by the summoner was able to recover.

"I don't know for sure... But I'm sure that the monster's recovery must be based on where the caller is. Let'sjust see... How big does he have?"

Feeling no other choice, the witches launched their long-range magic attack attack towards the crow monster.

Duars...

Duars...

A series of explosions in a row due to attacks from witches who hit the bodies of crow monsters. Jonta was right on the back of the crow monster.

He still had to control the wolf monsters below to help the revolutionary forces fight with the players, while he now also still has to control the three raven monsters to avoid the magic attacks that lead to him. As a result, many times Jonta failed to avoid the magic attack that led to him. Fortunately, Jonta had prepared to receive the incoming attack, so that he no longer bounced off the back of the crow monster.

Jonta only needs to drain mana to restore the condition of raven monsters that get bombarded by attacks from witches. Where regeneration potion was a mandatory snack every few minutes.

"Dam... How much mana does he have?" The magician from the Deathmark group of men began to frown at the sight of the crow monster that they had been attacking from now on, continuing to recover. Whereas where they had been reduced by almost half as a result of continuing to launch attacks on crow monsters. But not a bit seen if the regeneration of crow monsters decreased or decreased.

"I can't keep going like this." Even though where it has just been filled and where the regeneration potion stock is still a lot. Jonta certainly does not want to continue to be the target of the magicians under him.

"Hem... Time to find out how good you are." Jonta looked towards the Thunder wand he had just taken out of his system bag.

"Thunder one!"

Cethar...

A huge lightning strike instantly struck from the sky towards the witches who were under Jonta. The witches are certainly not ready if they will get an impromptu attack in the form of lightning strikes. Moreover, they did not see any changes in the clouds or anything that would cause a large lightning.

The twelve witches and the archer who were under Jonta could only accept their fate to become roasted human meat due to being hit by lightning from Jonta.

Jonta swallowed his own saliva seeing the effects of his attack just now. He did not expect that his attack would instantly kill all of his targets. Jonta was able to focus again to help the revolutionary forces that were fighting below.

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"Mortal man..." A hoarse voice sounded faintly faintly in Alan's ears. Alan tried to open his closed eyes to find out the owner of the voice. Yet... Only darkness found around him when Alan opened his eyes.

"Where am I?" Alan could not move his hands or feet, his entire body felt helpless. The only thing he remembered was the last time he was still conscious, when he jumped one building to another building to head towards the central garden of the capital.

"Haha... You're back again!" The hoarse voice that Alan heard was becoming clearer. It was obvious that the owner of the voice was approaching Alan.

"Who are you? Show yourself!" Alan snarled. Trying to look strong even though he is afraid.

"Haha... Human nature... I'm always impatient." The figure of the owner of the voice presented itself in front of Alan.

Alan immediately looked to find what he saw. The figure was 2 meters tall, with six black wings that were perfectly inflated on his back. The face of the figure is invisible because it is covered by the hood of the black robe he wears. But from behind the hood of the robe, Alan could see fiery red eyes. Red eyes that give a deadly feeling to the beholder, Alan was no exception.

"The... Who?"

"My name is Azazel."

"Azazel's? Then where am I?"

"Haha... Always impatient. You are in your subconscious. The Demon Necklet you kept is what can connect you with me."

"My subconscious? What are you here for?" Alan was slightly grateful that he was still in his subconscious, which meant that he was not dead.

"Haha... Interesting though... Interesting..."

"Mortal humans will usually worship me right away to ask for my strength if they meet me. But it seems you are different. Haha..."

"Worshipped you?" Alan was getting less and less thoughtful. It could be that in New World there is a system of worship to demons. Did he already know about the worship of Gaia, but of demons? Hiro Tamada seems very totality in designing this one game.

"Haha... I know you won't believe it. And also... Don't take Gaia's name... He's one of our enemies!"

Alan was stunned, how could the figure before him read his mind. And... We were? that meant that there was more than one demon present, not just the figure before him alone.

"It's just that I explained it to you this time. Come to my place if you want strength and know more."

"To your place? How's it?" Alan was getting more confused, he had just seen the terrible figure of Azazel before him. How he knew where the person lived.

"Basic stupid! That demon necklet you kept can help you to go to my place."

Alan came to his senses after hearing Azazel's words. He only remembered that he could open the demon gate after successfully gathering a thousand immortal souls.

"I love your soul! Come my... I'm waiting for you!" Azazel's figure instantly disappeared in the darkness. Along with the disappearance of Azazel, Alan woke up from his stupor. As it used to be when losing consciousness in the game, cold sweat soaked Alan's entire body.

"How long have I fainted?" Alan did not care about the cold sweat that was on his body. He immediately remembered his main task, saving Princess Leoni. Alan immediately got up to head for the central park, afraid that he had fainted too long so he was late to save Princess Leoni.