Night fell.
Standing on the hillside and gazing at the brightly lit town below, Jenn couldn't help but touch the mask on his face.
At this moment, he had already taken off his aristocratic attire and replaced it with the black-robed wizard that he was fond of in the Underdark. The silver mask was still on Zayen's face, covering his face.
"How is it?
Enoya? "
As he spoke, Zayen turned his head and twirled the staff in his hand, then looked at Enoa beside him.
Upon hearing Jenn's question, Enoya let out a chuckle and answered.
"No problem at all, Master. No matter who sees you, they will only treat you as a terrifying and evil Necromancer."
Anoya didn't look like a noble young lady anymore. Instead, she wore a tight-fitting black leather armor and a black cloak. She looked no different from a Dark Ranger. She even held a longbow in her hand.
"If you want to fight, just fight. Why are you talking so much nonsense?!
It's already dark. When are we going to strike?! "
Unlike the two young ladies who were enjoying the scenery leisurely, Reemilia was rather displeased.
She puffed up her cheeks and glared at Jenn and Enoya.
Beside Reemilia, Tinidale stood silently in her black dress, not showing any reaction.
But it was no wonder that Reemilia was so displeased. She was having fun in the Dark Region, only to be captured by Jenn and forced to do hard labor.
Of course, Reemilia couldn't accept such a situation. But she was a summoned unit of the Dungeon after all. Since Jenn didn't make any rude requests to her, she could only swallow her pride and accept it …
In that case, Reemilia could only pinch her nose and accept it … After all, it was just killing people, it wasn't a big deal.
"Don't be in such a hurry. Let's wait a little longer."
Of course, Jenn wouldn't listen to Reemilia's complaints. She had caused him a lot of trouble in the Underdark.
According to Agatha, this little fellow not only secretly got a Red Dragon, but also provoked the Mind Flayer!
It was a pity that the Dungeon System could not refund the heroic unit. Otherwise, Jenn would have kicked the little creature back to the Dungeon.
He hadn't been here for long, but his ability to cause trouble was not small.
The Red Dragon and the Mind Flayer were considered to be relatively difficult to deal with in the Underdark, but this little fellow had actually provoked both of them at once.
What made Zayen even more depressed was that, in the face of his complaints, Reemilia actually said plausibly, "These guys should have been looking for trouble with you. I was kind enough to help you change the trajectory of your fate, why aren't you thanking me?!"
That was why sometimes, prophecy types were really annoying.
They would always do something inexplicably infuriating, and after that, they would tell you that it was your destiny that was set in stone.
The problem was that no one could see through fate except for spell casters who specialized in prophecy. Wasn't this just like the fortune-tellers who set up stalls on the bridge and made up whatever they wanted?
Forget it, I'll think about this problem later.
"Remember, our goal is to destroy this town completely. Don't leave anyone alive. Understand?"
Jenn took out his pocket watch and glanced at the time. Then, he gritted his teeth and said.
It wasn't easy for him to trick Fafna into giving him the records of the Fate Tablets, but he was missing the most important piece. According to Fafna, the two Fate Tablets that he had didn't have any information about the Battle of the Holy Saints. This meant that he had to find the information in the remaining Fate Tablets.
Jenn knew that there was a Fate Tablet in the White City, but he wasn't sure of its location.
As for the remaining two tablets …
At this thought, Jenn lifted his head and gazed at the brightly lit town.
It's about time to make a move.
Touching his mask, Jenn held the staff in his hand and tapped it lightly on the ground.
Following his movement, in the next moment, strange figures gradually emerged one after another on the originally empty hillside behind Zayen.
Countless aberrations silently raised their heads, letting out low growls of rage.
They widened their bloody mouths and allowed their thick, transparent saliva to flow to the ground.
Shortly after, the alien army swarmed down the hillside silently and headed for the town in the distance.
The shadow of death arrived.
When the aliens entered the town, most people weren't even aware of the arrival of danger.
They were still immersed in their own lives and the people on the streets didn't notice that the guards standing on the city walls had disappeared without a trace.
They didn't see those drunkards stumbling into the alleyway, only to be instantly pounced on by the black shadows.
When someone returned home and pushed open the door to his bedroom, his head was penetrated by an alien effortlessly before he could see the corpses of his loved ones in the corner. Then, he collapsed to the ground without a sound and breathed no more.
In terms of stealth and infiltration, even the dark elves couldn't compare to these natural-born killers.
The night deepened. At this moment, the town was still brightly lit, but it wasn't as noisy as before.
If one listened carefully, one would discover that even the barking that echoed in the town was nowhere to be seen.
The aura of death was spreading to every corner of the town … mercilessly harvesting all fresh lives.
"Heyahhhhh!"
The elderly man snarled, raised his sword, and slashed down with all his might.
However, the Xenomorph in front of him was even faster. Before the old man swung his sword, the Xenomorph leaped to the side and darted into the air vent of the room. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared without a trace.
However, the elderly man didn't let down his guard. Instead, he took half a step forward and leaned against the wall.
At this moment, his entire body was covered in blood, but it wasn't his blood, nor was it the alien's blood.
"Damn monster!"
The elderly man spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva and turned to his side.
There, his wife and children huddled together in fear, curled up in the corner, and shivered in fear.
In front of them, there was a pile of servants and guards on the ground. Even though they sensed the Undead's attack, they weren't able to defend against it.
Almost all of them were killed in a single blow and they didn't even have the time to retaliate before falling to the ground and turning into corpses.
The elderly man didn't know how many terrifying black monsters there were in this manor, but he was sure that there were definitely a lot of them.
It was due to this reason that the elderly man grew increasingly fearful. At this moment, the entire room was in complete silence. Apart from the crackling sound of the fire in the fireplace, there was no other sound.
The entire manor was in dead silence, and this was what terrified the elderly man.
There were so many monsters, but they didn't make a single sound. Moreover, they were extremely fast and disappeared almost instantly.
Where exactly did these monsters come from?
At this thought, the old man shook his head and turned to his wife and son.
If this continued, only death awaited them.
The only solution now was …
"Run. Hurry up. I will cover for you. Run out of here!"
Upon hearing the elderly man's words, the elderly woman didn't say much. She bit her lip and gazed at her husband. Then, she carried her child and ran toward the door without looking back.
The old man clenched the sword in his hand tightly and followed behind the woman.
At this moment, he had raised his Perceptive Sense to the limit. He was sure that no matter where the monsters attacked him from, he could block their attacks and protect his wife and children to escape.
When that happened … there might be a chance of survival!
In the blink of an eye, the three of them arrived at the door. But to the elderly man's surprise, the ambush he expected didn't happen.
It was as though the monsters had disappeared entirely.
However, this didn't make the elderly man lower his guard. He gestured to his wife, lowered his body, and smashed open the door with all his might. Then, he dashed out of the room that had turned into an ice-cold tomb.
Shortly after, the elderly man came to a halt.
He widened his eyes and stared blankly ahead. The corners of his mouth curled into a bitter smile.
In front of him, the plaza in front of the door had been occupied by hundreds of monsters.
They were like a swarm of locusts that covered everything in sight. As far as the eye could see, other than the black sea of monsters, there was nothing else that could be seen.
What the hell is this thing?
Looking at this scene, the elderly man let out a bitter smile. Then, he loosened his right hand and the sword in his hand fell to the ground. Along with the crisp sound of the sword hitting the ground, the black torrent swarmed mercilessly and devoured the enemies before him.
Swish!
Reemilia landed gently on the ground and swung her right arm. Fresh blood spurted out from her jade-white fingertips and splattered on the ground.
Behind her, the armored guard swayed and collapsed to the ground.
A large amount of blood flowed out from his chest, dyeing the floor in front of him red.
"Phew … What a bunch of useless trash."
Reemilia curled her lips as she swept a disdainful glance at the guard captain on the ground.
Then, she turned around and narrowed her eyes at the trembling mayor, who had collapsed to the ground in fear. Her scarlet eyes emitted a dazzling radiance.
Looking at the young lady's expression, the mayor, who was already pale with fear, collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud. He didn't even have the strength to speak.
"Please, please don't, don't … don't …"
"Tsk, useless trash."
Looking at his expression, Reemilia let out a snort and left without turning back.
Before the mayor could heave a sigh of relief, a razor-sharp tail punctured his chest from the back.
The man's mouth fell open as he looked at the sharp blade protruding from his chest. Before he could say anything, he saw an alien that had climbed to the ceiling behind him. The next moment, the man's body was flung out like a rag. He rolled in the corner and turned into a pile of rubbish.
"Say, do you really need me to deal with this kind of guy?"
Reemilia knitted her brows, placed her hands on her hips, and stared at Jenn in dissatisfaction.
In fact, Reemilia wasn't wrong. This was just an ordinary town and the strongest guard wasn't even a match for Jenn's Xenomorph Queen. On the other hand, Jenn, Enoya, and Tinidor didn't even make a move.
Reemilia was the only one doing the hard labor. This was also a small punishment from Jenn.
"This is just the beginning. In fact, these guys are just bait. Don't worry, you will have a big fish to eat soon."
As usual, Zayen did not pay attention to Reemilia's complaints. Of course, he did not take it to heart.
Upon hearing Zayen's answer, Reemilia gritted her teeth and did not say anything else.
She wasn't a fool and naturally knew why Jenn targeted her. But … Forget it. I'm a magnanimous person and can't be bothered to bicker with you.
"So then, Master, what's next?"
At that moment, Enoya interrupted the tense atmosphere and asked with a smile.
Upon hearing Enoya's question, Jenn twitched his brows.
"Simple. Burn, kill, and loot. Do you need me to teach you that?"