Chapter 231 The Demon of Plan City
Hobbes, the lord of Plan City, was very anxious. He brewed a pot of his favorite tea, hoping to calm himself down. However, he did not pick up the cup to take a sip until the tea began to emit a hint of coolness.

The source of his anxiety was the undead that suddenly attacked not long ago, and the elite team that he sent to investigate deep into the Blue Foot Plain but had since disappeared without a trace.

Although the number of undead attacking Plan City was not large, their strength and stubbornness surprised Hobbes. In order to get rid of this group of undead, Plan City not only mobilized more than 20 city defense magic cannons, consumed a huge amount of magic power, but also lost some soldiers and adventurers.

This was something Hobbes had never expected. These stronger undead gave Hobbes a very bad feeling. He immediately summoned several of the most powerful adventurers in the city, promised them generous rewards, and commissioned them to investigate the changes inside the Blue Foot Plain.

These adventurers were already quite confident in themselves, and with the temptation of money, they readily agreed to Hobbes' commission and went to the Blue Foot Plain to find out.

But just now, the communication magic between Hobbes and those adventurers was cut off.

It was cut off without a sound, and no matter how hard he tried he couldn't get in touch with them again, which made Hobbs a little panicked.

He knew the abilities of those adventurers. Three gold-level adventurers and two shining-gold-level adventurers. Such a team combined was absolutely top-notch among the adventurer teams of the Alan Kingdom. This team should not lose contact in an instant even if they encountered a stronger enemy. Even if they encountered a large number of undead, they should at least be able to break through and escape.

What on earth had they run into?
Is it an endless army of mutated undead, or some terrifying creature so powerful that they have no chance of fighting back?
Hobbes would rather it be the latter.

The day agreed upon by the Kingdom of Alan and the Kendenia Empire to wipe out the undead is getting closer, and the kingdom's army is about to arrive. If the undead simply mutated, it is still within the scope of understanding.

If a large-scale mutation occurs, it will be terrible. This time, the royal capital's assessment of the combat power of the undead is still at the level of ordinary undead, and the possibility of mutated undead has not been taken into account.

If such a situation really occurs, the Kingdom Army will probably suffer heavy casualties.

If a creature so powerful that the adventurers had no chance of fighting back appeared in the depths of the Blue Foot Plain, that would be easy to deal with. Hobbes believed that no matter how powerful the monster was, it would not be able to survive the ninety-nine magic cannons guarding the city.

"It's so cold." Hobbes took a sip of the cold tea and spat it out. He didn't like drinking cold tea. Just as Hobbes was about to reheat the tea, he suddenly felt that the sky outside the window seemed to have suddenly darkened.

"What's going on?" Hobbes walked out puzzled. He found that everyone in the City Lord's Mansion was running out in a panic, looking up at the strange sky.

It was a black cloud that floated from nowhere and stagnated over the City Lord's Mansion. People around the City Lord's Mansion stopped to point and talk about the strange black cloud.

"Lord City Lord!" A guard captain ran over with a small group of soldiers. He said worriedly, "Lord City Lord, you should go back to your house to take shelter. This black cloud is a bit strange."

Hobbes shook his head. He ignored the captain of the guard and stared at the black clouds, as if trying to figure out something.

Unfortunately, his eyesight was not enough to see through such a large black cloud.

More and more people gathered around the City Lord's Mansion. The citizens of Plan City were full of curiosity about this unprecedented scene, and they were all guessing the origin of the black cloud.

"Could it be that the people in the City Lord's Mansion have angered the gods?"

"That's not right. I heard that a similar situation happened in the capital of the Kendenia Empire some time ago."

"Oh? I've heard of it. It seems to be a fallen angel or something like that. Who knows if it's true or not."

"It's true. A relative of mine just came back from there. That night he not only saw the fallen angels, but also a headless knight riding a bone dragon."

"Are you sure you're not joking?" "Of course, how could my relatives lie to me?"

Due to the deliberate blockade of the events in the Kendenia Empire by Clarence VI, all the footage related to that night was destroyed. Only some high-ranking officials of the country and forces like the Holy See were able to obtain the relevant footage, and the information could only be spread among civilians through word of mouth.

"So, this black cloud is also caused by the fallen angels?"

"I think it's very possible."

"I think you are overthinking it. It's just dark clouds that occasionally gather together. How can it be related to fallen angels?" said a person who thought he was very rational.

The noise outside could not affect the City Lord's Mansion. Hobbes was unconsciously wet with cold sweat. He clenched his fists tightly and his legs trembled constantly.

When the captain of the guard and others noticed that Hobbes was abnormal, a gentle voice sounded in their ears.

"It seems that the human city lord has some backbone. He can still stand after being intimidated by me for so long."

Then, the black cloud actually slowly fell down, and as it fell, it kept rolling and condensed into a four-eyed demon image that looked like a human, standing in front of Hobbes and the city lord's guards.

"Protect the Lord of the City!"

The guard shouted loudly and drew his sword to block Hobbes' body.

The dozen or so guards nearby drew their swords, surrounded the city lord Hobbes in a circle, and confronted the four-eyed demon.

"Is it a demon?" Hobbes asked in a deep voice.

The four-eyed demon bowed gracefully and introduced himself: "My name is Ergar, an insignificant demon from the demon world, currently under the command of Gaia, the Nether Bone Dragon Knight. Now I am here to inform you that this city will be under the jurisdiction of Gaia. You will have three days to leave this city, otherwise you will end up like these people."

Ergar's slender fingers snapped lightly.

Behind him, five black beams of light emerged, and five undead with pale faces and numb eyes walked out of the black beams of light.

From their clothes and props, Hobbes instantly determined that these five undead were the adventurers who had previously entered the Blue Foot Plains to investigate. It turned out that they had been killed by the devil and turned into undead. No wonder they could not be contacted.

"The mutation of those undead was also your fault." Hobbes asked with a grim face.

"It's just a little trick of mine. How about it, do you like this gift?" Ergal said with a smile.

The devil's smile sends chills down your spine.

This guy is definitely not an ordinary demon.

Hobbes easily judged this, but it was of no use. He should negotiate with the other party first, at least to delay time. As long as he waited for the kingdom army to arrive, he might not lose to this demon.

(End of this chapter)