The villain lord: Both the player and the protagonist want to kill me Xi Wei Jinshi

Calant looked at Xi Wei's eyes seriously, trying to see something from them.

But he looked for a while but found nothing.

He still felt that Moster's death was a bit strange, but now was not the time to delve into it.

A decisive battle is about to begin, and everything can be resolved after the battle.

Glancing fiercely at the maid in Xi Wei's arms again, Calante snorted coldly and rode his horse towards the eldest prince.

Back then, he was one of the lords who invaded the demi-human kingdom. He killed three of the four demi-human princesses, and the remaining one went to somewhere...

It is estimated that he was hacked to death in the rebellion.

"Oh, lowly demihuman."

Calant muttered disdainfully, came to the side of the eldest prince and dismounted, performed a knight salute, and reported respectfully:

"Your Highness, all the troops have assembled."

"Very good! Thank you for your hard work!"

With a smile on his face, Baylor bowed slightly and looked at every lord present and their troops, ensuring that everyone could feel his sincere and gentle gaze.

His friendly expression eased the nervousness of the lords, as if what they were about to carry out was not a difficult siege battle, but a one-sided massacre.

"Currently counting the lords, we already have 21 sky knights, including 23 sky knights under my command, a total of 44 people, this is a powerful force, but it is far from enough to compete with the Pope's power .”

Baylor Fren didn't mean to attack these lords, and he wouldn't rely on them all in this siege. His real hole card was the Soul Gathering Circle, and of course there were other things.

He smiled slightly, looked at the horrified lord and soldiers and continued:

"Please don't worry, everyone. In order to win this war, I also invited the respected Lord Master Poposa and ten King of the Hill siege cannons made by dwarves."

Bai Le Fren said, turned slightly sideways, and let a mage shrouded in black robes behind him come to him, and continued to introduce:

"This is Master Yuan (61-80), Poposa, who has been studying necromancy all his life."

The sorcerer hidden in the black robe stretched out a pale and withered hand from his sleeve, put it on his chest and bowed slightly, showing the eldest prince a face.

However, even so, when the eldest prince revealed the direction of Master Yuan's drill, it still aroused discussions among the lords.

"It's actually a study of necromancy. Hasn't this school been killed by the Holy See of Light..."

"How can the eldest prince invite such an existence, he will desecrate the remains of the soldiers!"

……

"Silence!" Marquis Calant frowned and shouted loudly, calming down the buzzing crowd again.

The eldest prince still had a smiling expression on his face. Instead of getting angry at the lords' comments, he gently comforted him:

"I know that everyone is very resistant to everything related to the undead. It's just that we do extraordinary things in extraordinary times. It is even more difficult to defeat the king with our troops. This is a last resort."

"We need more cannon fodder to consume the enemy's vitality, and the undead are the best choice. As long as Lord Poposa does not die, they can be resurrected infinitely, which is more efficient than the aliens."

"Do you want all the soldiers you worked so hard to train to die in siege battles?"

The eldest prince's questioning was not so sharp, but unexpectedly gentle, like a hammer wrapped in animal skin. Although it didn't hurt, it hit the hearts of every lord.

That's right, the capital has 10,000+ troops, how many people do they have here?

Are there 8 people?

Not to mention that the enemy still has the elite Griffin Knights, the huge number of Imperial Mages, and the large number of destructive magic cannons on the city walls.

At this moment, the eldest prince's voice sounded again, still very gentle, but everyone could hear the undeniable meaning:

"So please don't be alarmed, Lords, if you find the undead on the battlefield, just keep fighting and don't get close to the undead. Your Excellency Poposa can only roughly control the summoned undead. If you get too close, you may be accidentally injured."

"I think Your Highness's thinking is correct." A lord suddenly raised his hand to express his opinion, which also attracted other lords to echo him.

"Indeed, there is no way around this extraordinary period."

"I think necromancy is used in the right place, and it may not be so evil."

"Seconded!"

……

Seeing that all the lords had no objections, the eldest prince smiled slightly.

He knew that half of his plan had been completed.

It is true that Poposa is the source mage of the diamond necromancy, but the meaning of his existence is to cover up the existence of the soul gathering circle.

When everyone finds that the number of undead is not right, everything will be unavoidable.

Xi Wei also focused his attention on the source mage named Poposa.

This is a level 62 source mage, and he cannot see the specific skills.

But Xi Wei is sure that this source mage is 100% a smoke bomb thrown by the prince.

Because the magic power of a source mage is not enough to support the operation of a sea of ​​dead souls.

And to form a sea of ​​undead, there would need to be [-] to [-] undead. Below this number, it would be difficult to pose a threat to the current human army.

It's just that Xi Wei doesn't know what the real arrangement of the eldest prince is, so he can only hide his cards as much as possible and wait for the changes.

The scheming frog stood silently at the forefront of the player team, with a calm expression on his face.

It's just that no one knew that there was a skull with faint green will-o'-the-wisps in his backpack.

While listening to the grand prince's plan, he called up the information panel of the skull, checked it again, and browsed through its information:

[Item name: Skull head imprinted with the circle circuit of the undead (magic circle material)]

[Detailed information: A part of the large soul-gathering circle, without this material, the effect of the soul-gathering circle will be weakened, but if it is thrown back to the center of the soul-gathering circle, it will cause the entire magic circuit of the soul-gathering circle to be disordered and was destroyed]

Although the scheming frog doesn't understand very well, he can probably understand the meaning of this thing combined with Lan Xing's knowledge.

To put it bluntly, the soul-gathering circle is like a parallel circuit, and if he cuts off a wire, it won't affect the operation of the circle.

But if he blindly reconnects the cut wire a few times, it may cause the entire magic circle to be short-circuited and scrapped.

The scheming frog smiled slightly.

Recalling the scene of searching in the wilderness with a group of players in the dark that night.

In such a large open space, the eldest prince even hid the magic circle. If he hadn't secretly seen the general location and had the help of appraisal, it would have been really difficult to find an almost invisible magic circle material.

Speaking of following the eldest prince, it is really a very exciting thing.

I just don't know why, the eldest prince is obviously a vampire prince, but his strength seems to be very weak.

In order to hide his identity, do he have to seal his strength?

The scheming frog looked at the eldest prince who was standing in the crowd without showing any flaws, and still had a smile on his face, and came to such an inference.