Diego ran into the half-hidden gates of Stormstorm.

The group of angry guards he had killed earlier should have been all the demons blocking here, and the gate was empty at the moment, and there was no one behind it. No, to be precise, there is not a single living person. Diego saw a pile of human corpses in a corner behind the gate, which may have been the guards who had been on duty here.

Unable to grieve for the unfortunate guards, Diego ran along the walls of the fortress to an exit in the corner. This corridor leads directly to the top of the city wall, which is a passage for personnel to go up and down, and logistics and supplies.

This wasn't the first time he had taken this path, in fact, it was from here that he had infiltrated the throne hall from the battle with Marshal Windsol who had returned from Blackstone Mountain to drive out the Black Dragon Princess Onexia.

He ran along the walls with ease, there were no guards on them, but from the pools of blood on the ground, it was clear that Kurul and his demons had finished cleaning up the guards on the outskirts of the palace, and it might not be long before they could complete the raid.

He made his way through four empty watchtowers in a row, and finally entered a large circular tower. Along the spiral staircase, he stopped in the middle of the watchtower. Here, there is a small window about two meters above the head, which can only be passed through by a person. The height was so high that Diego jumped hard and climbed the window. Then, under the traction of the muscles of his strong arms, he hunched up and climbed up.

Diego was surprised to find that the rope that had been tied to the window last time was still hanging from the wall and had not been found. Despite more than two years of wind and rain, this sturdy cowhide rope still looks strong enough.

Without the slightest hesitation, he climbed down the piso and landed on a roof covered with blue tiles. At the same time as he landed, Guan Haifa landed beside him almost silently - the big cat climbed over the window without the help of any foreign objects, and then jumped directly from the window six or seven meters from the roof. At this point, Diego is out of reach.

Diego cautiously walked along the sloping roof for about forty or fifty yards, and then around a corner, a small open-air courtyard suddenly appeared in front of him. It was the only small garden in the fortress, and the king often came here to take a break when he was distracted by political affairs, so that he could clear his mind and clear his mind, and sometimes he would play with Prince Anduin for a while to enjoy the rare family fun.

Under the care of the gardener, the garden is always a scene of harmony and tranquility with green trees, grass and grass, birds singing in the canopy, and squirrels playing among the foliage.

By now, however, the garden had been ruined, with trees toppled, stone benches overturned, and a dozen human corpses scattered everywhere, blood stained on the turf. To the north of the garden, the Royal Library was burning, and tens of thousands of rare books were burned to ashes.

However, Diego didn't see anyone there, and it seemed that Kurul and his minions hadn't found what they were looking for here, and had gone elsewhere to look for it.

Holding back the anger in his heart, Diego held his breath and listened carefully to the movements coming from inside the palace. In the direction of the throne hall, the sound of fierce battle was still coming from there.

He looked up, looked around, and quickly found an ideal position.

It was an oak tree with a trunk as thick as two people hugging, heading in the direction of the door to the throne hall. Diego climbed along the roof, then leaped down and jumped over a twig the size of a calf.

The branch slammed beneath him, crunching with an overwhelming weight, and Diego gripped another thinner branch above his head with one hand, his balance stretched out. After more than ten seconds, the branches stopped shaking and came to a standstill.

He breathed a sigh of relief, then looked back at Guan Haifa on the roof, poking his head out of the roof, and pointed to the side of the door. The big cat nodded in understanding, then leaped down and threw himself into the thick canopy. With a wave of foliage, its figure disappeared completely.

Diego found a trunk thick enough to crouch on it like a snake, and then placed his death gaze on a thin branch in front of him. Through the dense foliage, he saw a large group of demons in the throne hall with their backs to him, storming in the direction of the War Command Room. The sound of fierce fighting that I had just heard came from there.

The centerpiece of the Stormstorm Fortress is the circular throne hall in the deepest part of the palace, and around it, there are several portals to the rest of the world. And the door to the garden and the war command room are opposite, and from the direction of Diego, you can see the war command room at a glance. However, at this moment, the door of the war command room was tightly blocked by the demons, and at a glance, it was full of all kinds of twisted and dangling demon horns.

"Come on, let the master kick you hard. Fart. Share! Seventy or eighty yards apart, Diego adjusted his breath and began to pull the trigger continuously and lightly.

His first shot was a Warlock Ereda standing at the back of the demons, who was condensing a huge fireball of fireball. The bullet hit the back of his head, blowing most of his skull away. Before the fireball could fully condense into shape, it dissipated into the air.

Because among the defenders in the war command room, there were also dwarven musketeers who were firing with a bang, and in the chaotic fierce battle, no one even realized that this Ereda Warlock was killed by a bullet from behind!

After taking out the Ereda Warlock who was the biggest threat to him, Diego began to make quick kills. First four or five dreaddemons wielding large battle axes were swept away from their skulls, and then several Doomsday guards with decapitating swords in their hands, both of which had wings and ran the fastest, a distance of seventy or eighty yards, which could be rushed in less than ten seconds.

His final target was the angry guards who were covered in and howled all day long. He knew he didn't have much time, so he didn't stop firing at all. It wasn't until twenty or thirty demons fell under his spear that some demons suddenly realized that there were still enemies fishing in troubled waters and shooting cold shots from behind. But by this time, the demons who were storming the war command room had already fallen by almost half. The pressure on the defenders, who were struggling to hold on, suddenly eased a lot.

Through the sparse demons, Diego saw that the entrance to the war command room was strewn with corpses and a mess, and even the large conference table that had been covered with military maps was blocked in the doorway.

A few of the demons were the first to wake up, turning their heads and roaring loudly in the direction of the garden. But before they could say one, two, three, a whistling bullet sent them into the arms of death.

But the remaining demons have understood what is happening. A few Doomsday Guards flapped their wings and glided in the direction of the garden.

Just as Diego poured fire on them, an Ereda Warlock appeared out of nowhere, through the gate, and into the garden. A dark shadow lingered at his fingertips, eager to break out of his grip and kill as much as he wanted, to cause death!