Rebirth of the thief who roamed around the world (BOOK 3)

Chapter 428 - Crypt Lord Bennett Sweeps the Battlefield!

The Crypt Lord, which was comparable in size to a large hill, immediately became the focal point of the battlefield. A Level 100 Lord, this kind of label was enough to frighten just about anybody.

Soaring Angel was busy overseeing the war, passing down his orders to the higher-ups from Bloodlust Blades, Alliance of Mages, Divine Protectors, and Victorious Return. Besieged on all sides by his forces, Sapphire Shrine, Holy Empire, Asskickers United, and their five branch guilds were showing signs of wavering. He only required one final push to secure victory.

「From this day forward, there will only be Angel Corps, Bloodlust Blades, Alliance of Mages, and Divine Protectors! Asskickers United, Sapphire Shrine, and Holy Empire will cease to exist! Let this war mark their demise and this battlefield be their burial ground!」Soaring Angel arrogantly declared. He had Alliance of Mages and Divine Protectors launch a full-on assault, gradually beating Holy Empire and Sapphire Shrine into retreat. Meanwhile, Bloodlust Blades was sweeping through the forces of Asskickers United with their Armoured Catapults.

At this moment, Soaring Angel felt the ground violently quake beneath his feet. He looked toward the source of the commotion and spotted a giant scarab beetle.

A Level 100 Crypt Lord!

Soaring Angel rubbed his eyes in disbelief. Why did a Level 100 Lord suddenly appear here of all places?

An ominous thought popped into his mind. This was Asskickers United's trump card! The situation was looking grim. Was all the effort and planning he put into this operation going to be ruined by this Crypt Lord?

A Level 100 Lord, an existence capable of single handedly turning the tides of this war!

Once you started riding on a tiger's back, there was no getting off. Soaring Angel feared if his side started retreating now, the enemy wouldn't let them off lightly, and they would suffer even more disastrous losses. Stuck between a rock and a hard place, the only option was to fight until the bitter end!

Soaring Angel still had the two remaining Armoured Catapults sitting on the plains, undamaged by the Goblin Magic Cannon. They were his last hope!

From the moment Soaring Angel's forces attacked the Cripps Stronghold, their fate was bound to the outcome of this war. The attacking side couldn't use Return Scrolls during a siege. But the defending side could; of course, they would only be returned to their stronghold.

This was one of the rules of a stronghold siege!

"Boss, what are we going to do? It's a Level 100 Lord!" an elven Great Mage worriedly asked. There was an intrinsic difference between a level 99 and Level 100 Lord. Level 100 was a watershed, similar to Level 50. For players at this stage of the game, any creature at that level was an unrivalled existence, let alone a Lord.

Soaring Angel's mind was also drawing a blank. He had never faced a Level 100 Lord before. Even if they attempted to overwhelm the Crypt Lord with numbers, it would require the sacrifice of at least 10,000 of their best players. More importantly, this new variable had reversed the momentum of the war, greatly dampening the morale of their troops. Who would want to engage a Level 100 Lord? That was no different from throwing their lives away!

Elsewhere on a hilltop, a silhouette was dashing towards the Crypt Lord at breakneck speed. It was Nie Yan.

Nie Yan could sense that the Crypt Lord was currently waiting for him to awaken it!

The Crypt Lord showed no sign of movement. It was like a gigantic statue, towering over the mountain forest-motionless, as though it had stood there since time immemorial.

Even from far away, Nie Yan noticed the hollowness in the Crypt Lord's eyes, lacking even the tiniest spark of life. It was clearly nothing but a giant corpse, an empty shell that had been transported here from another world.