"Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

The vampire knight urged loudly, and the gate of the Emerald Palace slowly opened.

500 blood slaves suffered heavy casualties along the way, and at this moment there were only more than 200 left, on the stone bridge at the entrance of the Emerald Palace, acting as a shield to resist the swarming ghouls, and were pushed back again and again.

They swung their blades vigorously, slashing one ghoul after another, and themselves were dragged out by the ghouls and torn to pieces.

People kept falling off the stone bridge and then being pierced by the iron guns that lined up below.

Finally, the heavy gate was opened, and the vampires quickly entered the Emerald Palace, and then closed the palace gate, leaving the remaining blood slaves to fight outside.

All the people in the palace were mobilized, and on the palace wall, one by one, the ballistas were pushed up, and the vampire himself went into battle, holding the bow and arrow, pointing downward.

The arrows were dipped in oil and then ignited, and rockets were formed.

"Shoot!"

A shout, for a while, arrows rained down.

After all, the stone bridge was too narrow, and after being shot in a concentrated round, it was suddenly knocked out into a blank.

Flames raged over the ghoul's body, separated them by a wall of fire.

The ghouls came to their senses and began to retreat.

And because of the desire for flesh and blood on the stone bridge, he began to wander around.

300 yards from where the Mother of Ghouls was located, there was an abandoned courtyard with a four-story building.

Compared to the other buildings in the surrounding area, this place stands out from the crowd.

On the top floor of the small building, Angela gently closed the door, cast an improvised magic trap, walked to the window, half-knelt down, and placed the arrow of a quiver on the ground.

These arrows and a bow in her hand were all picked up at the place where the vampires and ghouls fought just now, and the bow in her hand was very good, accurate and powerful.

The house was covered with dust, and apparently no one had been here for a long time.

And there are tiles on the top of the head, and in some places there are rickety waists, looking at the straw and some sundries spread on the ground, presumably this place used to be used as a warehouse.

There was only one window here, half-towering, looking like it was about to fall at any moment.

Angela can look through this window and see what's going on outside.

The bow in Angela's hand at the moment is not a short bow for riding on a horse, but it is not a longbow either, it is in between, it is more flexible than a longbow, and with its feel, it is still in the category of a strong bow.

It's 300 yards from there, and with the range of this strong bow, you can barely shoot there, but don't think about the precision and strength, but Angela has her way.

She took out a quill pen, soaked it in the blood of the devil, and carefully drew on each arrow, and after each drawing, she stuck an arrow in the floor.

Vampires are currently haunted by ghouls, and although there are many ghouls, most of them are harmless to the Mother Ghouls, as long as they guard against a small number of individual mutants, it will be fine.

So, werewolves and wizards are left hiding in the city.

Angela would never believe that there were no wizards in the city, at least two or three, because for wizards, the human body itself is the most precious material for experimentation.

In this city, people die every day for various reasons, and in this environment, they capture two innocent people for experiments, and it is impossible for others to find out.

This kind of environment, with so many people, is definitely an irresistible temptation for those wizards with weak strength.

Angela hasn't found them yet, not because they don't exist, but because they've hidden them too well.

As for werewolves, it's even simpler.

When it was just dark, although more than a dozen werewolves were destroyed, this city that once had 70,000 people said that he only had more than ten werewolves, and he didn't believe it when he killed Angela.

Although the vast majority of ghouls are attracted to the Emerald Palace, there are definitely a lot of ghouls here.

They crowded at the entrance to the Neogre's tunnel, lining up to deliver food to the Ghoul Mother.

Some werewolves hid in the shadows, looking at the entrance to the tunnel, with the word "greed" in their eyes, and because many ghouls were afraid of it, they didn't dare to act rashly.

In the tunnel, the ground began to protrude slightly, and then some fine pieces of mud and sand spewed out, and a groundhog-like thing poked its head out of the tunnel, and then, it was grabbed by a ghoul, put it in its mouth and chewed, and blood dripped down!

In a basement, there lived a dirty old woman, whose eyes lit up and muttered to herself: "Heehehehehehe...... Found it, found it! ”

As she spoke, she danced as she opened the wriggling bag, and a swarm of marmots swarmed out of the bag and began to burrow.

In a group of ghouls, there is one ghoul who has a special appearance, he is so normal that he looks handsome among ghouls.

He's not really a ghoul, he's just dressed up a little and used some way to convince them that he's a ghoul.

He lined up among the ghouls, and his heart was overwhelmed with excitement as he saw the cavern getting closer and closer.

He didn't know what that attracted him to it, but he was sure that it was definitely a good thing worth the risk.

Thinking that he had gotten that kind of thing, his strength had greatly improved, and when he saw people kill people, and when he saw Buddhas kill Buddhas, he couldn't help but tremble with excitement, and he smirked, and saliva gushed out, making his chest and the ground under him everywhere, but in this way, he was more like a ghoul.

Angela slowly pulled the bowstring, her mouth opening and closing slightly, silently chanting the incantation.

The arrows began to become transparent, and eventually, what appeared to be just an empty space was a little distorted.

Angela let go of the string, and there was a soft sound, but the sound was muffled by the magic array under Angela, and the arrows flew out, and the sound of breaking the air was weakened several times, no longer so crisp, and became faint.

The guy who had dressed up as a ghoul had a string of blood blooming in his ears, and a sharp arrow suddenly appeared on his head, and then his head began to squeak, and a thick white smoke emitted a foul smell, and a large hole in his head was violently enlarged by the arrow.

The body shook slightly, and then he was caught by the ghoul behind him, he looked at the corpse of this companion suspiciously, sniffed hard, picked it up and shook it, it felt that it should be delicious, opened his big mouth, and bit down.

Wizards are the best assassins in the world, and they kill people in a myriad of ways.

And the blue magician, although the process of releasing magic is more complicated, not as simple as that of a wizard, but there are more means, there are more ways to kill, and positional warfare and sneak attacks, magicians are even better.

And Angela, as the first magician in this world, her assassination was perfect, even with so many people staring at it, no one found out that the wizard hiding among the ghouls was shot with an arrow.