Early the next morning, wisps of blue smoke rose from the city.
Duke Gorlois of Cornwall stood at the edge of the deep pit, looking at the ruins of the City Lord Mansion, which seemed to have been struck by a meteorite shower, feeling utterly devastated.
His newly expanded mansion!
To make it more grand, he even mortgaged the next year's taxes of Cornwall to borrow from the neighboring lord.
How could the loan not even be repaid, and the house is gone after just one night's sleep?
The grief-stricken duke immediately clenched his fists, his bloodshot eyes widened as he looked at the legendary Great Mage who had turned the tide last night:
"Master Merlin, what happened here?"
"It seems to be related to these insects. They suddenly appeared last night, a black mass, with a strange aura surrounding them."
Luo En explained convincingly, showing several charred and twisted insect corpses as evidence to the crowd.
Hmm, that is the aura of death, very strong!
