Beating Instances through Words Left by the Dead

Chapter 854: Chapter 369: The Final Invitation Battle (Part 3)

The image of Sir Sean appearing in the scene is that of a middle-aged man in his early thirties with a typical Stilan face. He stands out strikingly among the Cabinet Ministers aged between 45 to 70.

Mysterious and profound blue eyes, a face chiseled like a sculpture, combined with short blonde hair, make Sir Sean the dream lover of Stilan’s young women in just one morning.

When he previously entered the Moonlight Sanatorium, he did not have this appearance, all thanks to the effects of the True Walker title.

The True Walker not only completed a family background of an Apprentice Secret Magic Knight for him, filled in the five-year experience he was absent from the plane, but also made his appearance in the plane completely conform to his persona as Sir Sean.

After all, on the Steam Phantom Plane, whether in Stilan or the New World, severe racial discrimination exists.

Therefore, even if Wu Chang takes a selfie up close, he doesn’t have to worry about being recognized by acquaintances.

Appreciating the photos in the newspaper, Wu Chang nodded and said:

”That’s right, the identity of the Secret Magic Knight Order on the surface is precisely the Secret Security Department.”

”Previously, during our time in the Moonlight Sanatorium, Sir Sean, and I survived through numerous hardships.”

”And because of this, he has a hundred percent trust in me.”

Wu Chang pointed at Raventon with a stiff smile in the picture and said:

”If my presence were suitable to be exposed, the vice-captain in the frame would be me, not this idiot who can’t even manage his expressions when near a certain woman.”

After Wu Chang finished speaking, the room fell into a brief silence.

Sword Star nodded slightly towards everyone, and their expressions became more gloomy.

They were preparing to join the faction led by Peace, hoping that the Secret Magic Knight Order led by Peace would be a promising force, but now, it seems too promising.

What kind of Queen’s Guard is this, it’s clearly a real power minister.

Clearing a B-Level dungeon already established a life-and-death relationship with the leader of an S-Level force;

While other players were struggling for an invitation card, he was already promoted to vice leader of a force, with the authority to recruit members.

It’s said that children should win on the starting line, but if your starting line is in the previous dungeon, why are other players still competing with you?

Even though members of the Management Bureau were in the same faction as Wu Chang, they nearly shouted:

”Unfair, redo!”

After a brief silence, the Negotiation Master was the first to ask: ”So when do we report in?”

Wu Chang casually replied: ”Whenever it’s convenient for you. As long as you go to the Secret Security Department’s office and mention the name Peace, someone will register your identity.”

After satisfying everyone’s curiosity, Wu Chang began discussing business.

His main body had already discussed the contact plan with Raventon regarding Henry.

He told them ahead of time the scheduled contact points for the sting operation and the general attire for contacting the Secret Magic Knights, instructing them to pay attention and keep records, in order to complete the task assigned to them by the Steam Council.

Cold Mountain and Sword Star noted the key points, reflecting on their own tasks, suddenly realizing that as long as the resources mastered are sufficient, whether it’s a task to join a faction or an undercover mission, they are very simple.

This feeling was something they had never experienced when completing an A-Level True Dungeon.

Is this the feeling of being covered by someone in a dungeon? Oh no, it’s a bit addictive.

After explaining the upcoming plans, before Wu Chang left, Cold Mountain asked:

”Tonight, in front of Saint George’s Church, it’s rumored the final invitation card contest will take place. Do we need to participate?”

Wu Chang shook his head: ”You can go watch the excitement, but there’s no need to participate.”

”Sir Sean is busy with official duties; tonight’s Extraordinary gathering will be attended by me on his behalf. If any of you wish to see the Extraordinary gathering, you may come along with me as an interviewer.”

By nine-thirty in the evening, all roads leading to Saint George’s Church were completely blocked, with no unauthorized individuals allowed inside.

Saint George Plaza was divided into three areas at this moment.

Julie, Wu Chang’s main body, the presidents of the Clock Tower Magic Association and the Alchemy Association, all stood atop the dome of Saint George’s Church, overlooking below.

At the entrance of Saint George’s Church, forty-eight luxurious chairs were arranged, where forty-three players holding invitation cards sat, gazing at the plaza in front of the church.

Julie blew the horn Magical Artifact, and in the sound of the horn, a layer of golden light spread outward centered on the top of Saint George’s Church, enveloping the entire plaza.

The world within the light shield was completely isolated from the outside; no matter how intense the battle inside, it would not affect outside the shield.

Watching the ability Julie used, surprise flashed in his eyes, because the shield covering the plaza already held the embryonic form of the Inner World in Space Magic.

However, this ability was still quite rough, and it was evident that the user had figured out its use by themselves.

Recalling previously in the Moonlight Sanatorium, Julie had also used magic to carry him through the restrictions of the director’s office directly into the office.

He remembered Raventon once saying that the records in the Steam Phantom Plane did not include magic controlling time and space; this guy Julie, might he be inventing Space Magic himself?

Wu Chang shook his head, pushing aside the distractions in his mind, focusing his gaze on Saint George Plaza.

He could see figures gradually entering the light shield, each figure carrying a special aura, immediately recognizable as players.

At a glance, the number of players entering the light shield exceeded thirty.

With a wave of Julie’s hand, five unissued invitation cards appeared in the hands of the five angel statues on the plaza.

Julie spoke loudly:

”Before midnight tonight, the final recipient of the invitation cards will be considered as having the ownership of the invitation card.”

”Next, please feel free to show your power and value without any reservations.”

With Julie blowing the horn once again, the invitation cards in the hands of the angel statues flew into the sky, falling randomly.

The final invitation card contested formally begins.