For One-Eye, who was already about to become a first-order ranger, as long as it was within a hundred meters, the accuracy of his throwing would not deviate by more than one meter, so the four bottles of wisdom reduction potions under him were thrown out one after another, and then they were lined up in a line, and then they shattered almost at the same time.

In an instant, almost all the skeleton soldiers along the way were shrouded in smoke formed by the Wisdom Reduction Potion.

After the skeleton soldiers with low intelligence were reduced, their intelligence directly changed from zero to negative, and they lost any ability to think, and even their senses were blocked, so even if Moody and they swaggered past them, these skeleton monsters would not have the slightest reaction.

Moody's wanted this opportunity, and when he saw this, he immediately ordered: "Rush, try to be quiet!" ”

With that, Moody's Bento rushed out first.

Behind him, Banya and other monsters naturally followed, but although everyone was sprinting, they all lowered their figures, trying to make their figures appear hidden.

And because Moody's feet are wearing light boots, the speed is not slow at all, and he perfectly plays the role of leading the way ahead.

After all, some of the directions Moody chose to move forward were not only because the skeletons on the road were sluggish, but also because there were many trees and rocks blocking them, in short, it was difficult for the skeletons in other directions to spot.

Infiltrating the Grey Castle is also the most crucial part of this assassination operation.

The reason why the old goblin shopkeeper of the shady alliance before felt that Moody's was thinking things too simple was actually the biggest reason that he felt that it was impossible for Moody to sneak into the castle silently.

But the old goblin didn't give Moody a chance to explain, knowing that because of the existence of the Wisdom Reduction Potion, it was entirely possible for Moody to sneak into the Grey Castle silently!

In a short distance of about 100 meters, under the opening path of the wisdom reduction potion, Moody and the others quickly approached the gate of the castle.

Of course, they would not choose to break into the door in such a brain-dead way, and the best option was naturally to climb over the fence and reach the courtyard on the outskirts of the castle first.

"Flip over and remember to tap when you land!" Moody whispered, then stopped, letting the rest of the mobs climb over the wall first.

The little monsters who came here were naturally vigorous existences, including reckless men like Bruce and Bane, who also turned over very cleanly.

When Moody was finally left alone outside the wall, he made sure that he hadn't been spotted by any skeleton monsters, and then stepped on one foot, reaching out and grabbing the edge of the wall, and jumping over.

"Phew!" Moody's jumping was pretty dashing, but when he flipped over, he fell to the ground in a dog-eating motion.

He had only reminded everyone to tap when they landed, and now he was the one who made the biggest noise.

But there was no way, just now he was proud that he could fly the eaves and walk the wall after putting on the light boots, but the next moment, he found that how to adjust the posture of landing is obviously a delicate job that requires a certain amount of training to master, so it is not surprising that this dog eats and falls.

The mobs were all staring at Moody, looking like they wanted to laugh but struggled to hold back.

Moody quickly got to his feet, then rubbed his aching knees, and looked up at the gloating bastards, and was depressed.

Seeing that Banya and Duki's tears were about to flow out, Moody lowered his voice and scolded: "Don't laugh, hold it back for me, everyone will be finished laughing!" ”

Now that I've finally managed to sneak into the Grey Castle, the assassination mission can be said to be half successful, and if I mess things up because of my unintentional funny, wouldn't it be a very unjust death?

In order to keep the monsters from laughing out loud, Moody didn't even rush to continue going, but asked everyone to stay where they were for a while, and when the monsters' emotions returned to normal, he said solemnly: "Let's go!" ”

Eric took two steps forward and said, "Your Excellency Moody, this castle is not big, but it is not small, how should we search for the werewolf lord?" ”

Hearing this, Moody groaned: "The werewolf shouldn't be sleeping at this time, let's go to the dining room first, this guy is probably eating breakfast!" ”

Many of the windows in the Grey Castle were completely open at this time, and it was very easy to get inside, but now it was important to find the werewolf lord as soon as possible......

Almost at the same time, in the Grey Castle, as Moody had guessed, the werewolf lord Matthews was indeed eating in the dining room at this time.

In charge of bringing him food were several skeletal attendants wearing aprons.

Every time Matthews saw these skeleton attendants, he was bored in his heart, who the hell wanted to be served by a group of skeletons.

As an idealistic and aspiring werewolf, Marcus dreamed more than once that all the attendants in his castle could be replaced by a group of eye-catching succubi, or banshees, dark elves and the like.

But the embarrassing thing is that even though he has now successfully rebelled and become a lord, he can't even hire a good-looking living corpse woman!

The reason is simple, it is poor! And his strength has not reached the level where he can rob some beautiful female creatures without any scruples.

After he took over the gray castle, he realized that there was no money in this castle at all, and it turned out that the damn vampire didn't know where to spend the money, anyway, after he took over here, he found that the castle was already in a poor and white situation......

He even wondered if the reason why the vampire hadn't returned was because he didn't care about this poor place in the first place.

And after Matthews rebelled, most of the first-order followers here ran away with what they could take away, so although Marcus became the lord of the Grey Castle as he wished, he was happy, but also had a strong sadness.

If it weren't for the recent increase in protection money, he wouldn't even be able to eat a decent breakfast now!

A roast suckling pig, a roast chicken, and a pot of bacon broth were all he had for breakfast, and although it seemed to the other mobs to be rich enough, Matthews knew that his breakfast was probably the most shabby among the nearby lords......

Anyway, I can't live this day......

Anyway, it's been two days, why hasn't Marcus come back from the ruins yet? Taking a bite of the chicken leg, Matthews thought about it with confusion.

It can't be an accident, right?

But it shouldn't be, even if something goes wrong in the ruins, Marcus won't even be able to escape, right?

This younger brother of his own, he really doesn't let himself worry about doing things, it's just that if this guy hasn't come back at noon, he will personally lead the troops to investigate!