Woo...... Whining......

A majestic trumpet sounded, and the people of Gilneth were in King Jean. Led by Greyman, a frenzied attack was launched on the undead zombies in the castle.

A coalition of 50,000 Gilnesians and werewolves besieged Shadowfang Castle. Those zombies and undead also stood in every corner of the castle, fighting with the intruding humans and werewolves, and the small square was full of bloody battles and war drums. At night, fires fill every corner of the castle.

Arrows swept across the night sky, flying towards the Gilneth infantry in the squares, in the aisles, and on the stairs.

Shoot the Gilneth soldier climbing the tower.

Outside the castle, the catapults of the Gilneth army threw dazzling and blazing flints that crushed the towers inside the castle. The huge tower was cut off by the waist, making a painful cracking sound, and then countless boulders and gravel fell with a bang.

Some of the Gilneth infantry and zombies who didn't have time to escape were directly crushed underneath, turning into a pool of rotten flesh, and blood gushed out of the squeezed bodies.

The brutality of siege warfare was beyond anyone's imagination.

In the square, Jean was pounced on by a group of undead zombies, and the big sword also fell to the side, just as the zombies were about to pounce, Liam roared, rushed into the corpse group, knocked over the four or five zombies around Jean, and shattered the corpses. Before a zombie could even raise its weapon, Liam, who had turned into a werewolf, tore its face to pieces, and the werewolf's claws stabbed into the corpse, pulling out all the intestines and internal organs. The zombie collapsed in horror, its body in tatters.

"Father."

After the bloodthirsty battle, Liam turned around and extended his bloodied hand to his father, Jean.

At this moment, Jean remembered that two months ago, when their father and son led an army to attack the city of Gilneys, Liam single-handedly rushed into the wolves and was bitten by the blood-toothed werewolf. At that time, Jean really thought that he would never see his son again in his life. However, in just two months, Ares and the druids showed him the miracle of life.

"Unite, go on, fight!"

Jean stood up, picked up a two-handed tomahawk from the ground, and roared loudly.

In the night, the Gilneys roar to the heavens, slaying the werewolf curse, the source of their evil!

……

"Let's go."

In the corridor of the side entrance path, Ares glanced at Jean and his soldiers, who were fighting bloodily in the square, and said with a heavy heart.

In front of him, a huge fortress with tall towers, the inner fortress of Shadowfang Castle, towered like a dark cathedral, towering in the dark night. At the top of the fortress, there is a corridor in the sky, connected to a tall tower that soars into the sky, and the gate of the tower faintly reveals a dark purple strange light. A terrifying wolf howl came from a corner of the tower, and it was terrifying.

Breaking into the Dark Castle, there were significantly fewer enemies here, and almost all the bloodtooth werewolves and undead zombies crowded into the square outside the inner castle, fighting with Jean's large army. Perhaps the guards had no idea that anyone would dare to break into the castle through the side doorway.

After dealing with a few unconscious zombies, Ares and Drum's group began to climb towards the upper floors of the castle. There were broken bones everywhere, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a human or a beast. A few rats scurried through the hallway before disappearing into the darkness.

A bright flame hovered over Gianna's staff, guiding the crowd forward. Then, with the help of the fire source, Gianna lit all the oil lamps in the circular corridor, which used animal fat as fuel and could burn for a long time. But the strange thing is that while the team members keep climbing up, the oil lamp behind them keeps going out.

And the lower floors of the corridor gradually came with a strange sound, like the howl of a werewolf, and also like the cry of a human.

"Someone is following us?"

Herold asked with a shudder, his face pale with frightening from the strange phenomena. A lot of sweat oozed from the palms of his hands.

"Possibly, but I don't know what it is, like a ghost, or a physical werewolf, or just a kind of dark magic. Formerly a high-ranking mage in Dalaran, Arugao was capable enough to create many illusions and monsters within this castle. The werewolf was summoned by him. ”

Gianna turned back. She looked at the dark, bottomless corridor behind her and frowned. Obviously, she was also puzzled and confused by this strange phenomenon. The shouts and sounds of battle on the periphery were far away, and the sounds of Jean's troops and the blood-toothed werewolves in the castle could barely be heard.

The quiet atmosphere made everyone even more frightened and bottomless.

"What are you afraid of, people come to kill, ghosts come to kill ghosts."

Ares, on the other hand, looked confident and calmly encouraged the team. Although I was a little scared in my heart, the previous battles were all against the undead with a form, some zombies, spiders, skeletons and other monsters, but no matter how ugly or disgusting the appearance is, they always have a form, appearing as a physical entity, and the monsters that appear now are almost certainly undead such as ghosts. They have no form, so the oil lamp will go out of its own accord and its footsteps will not be heard.

But there is the Light...... Ares prayed from the bottom of his heart, and although he didn't believe it before, he had to believe it after experiencing many cruel realities.

You are a paladin...... Ares encouraged me in my heart. A warm golden glow bloomed from the armor, slowly flowing across the outer surface of the armor.

This made Drum and Gianna confident again.

"Let's move on."

Looking at the endless staircase overhead, Ares shouted, even though he was sweating profusely. Carrying an armor that weighs almost the same as oneself to climb the stairs is simply tormenting. Look at Gianna again, dressed lightly, wearing only a soft mage robe......

They kept going, and the higher they went, the tighter the air became, an indescribable feeling of suffocation.

"The dark energy here is so strong that the air seems to be enchanted and almost doesn't flow anymore."

Even Gianna felt a sense of suffocation, a sense of oppression, the magician could understand the magician, and Gianna could feel the distance between Arugao and her. At the top of the tower, many things became bizarre, and the road in front of them became crooked, even extending into various shapes, some bending vertically downward, others hovering and not knowing where to go.

"This is an illusion, nothing is real in front of us, we must go the way we were, there is a road under our feet, do not believe your eyes."

Gianna turned around and said with difficulty. However, she saw that the warriors of the Scarlet Crusaders, including Herold and Drum, began to hesitate, and in front of them, it seemed like an abyss, and even some of the steps were empty. But Gianna knew that it was an illusion, that there were steps, as long as you had the courage to step on them.

"Ares."

Gianna said, turning her head to look at Ares...... The meaning is clear – you are a leader, you must lead by example, first and foremost.

Although he couldn't accept this illusion in his heart at all, he couldn't coax himself in front of Gianna...... Looking at the shattered floating staircase, Ares gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and stepped onto the void staircase......