Bang!

The gate was kicked open, and three mercenaries in leather armor rushed in.

In the huge hall, the ground was littered with rubble, and in the middle, a broken black throne stood quietly, and the whole looked quite dilapidated.

"I thought this was the center of Demon King City." A berserker slowly walked towards the throne with an axe in his hand.

"You're knocking on the wrong door, human." Voices rang out from behind, and everyone hurriedly turned their heads—a mysterious man in a black satin robe and a half-hooded man appeared in the doorway.

"Mage?" Several people were slightly stunned.

A mysterious mage appears in this hellish place? And the word 'human'? Needless to say, you know who he is.

The berserker immediately glanced at the shooter next to him, who shot an arrow with his bow.

Ding——!

The half-flying arrow was instantly shot down to the ground, and everyone was stunned, the archer at such a close distance would definitely not miss, plus the mage with extremely low physical defense attributes on the opposite side, missed? How can it be?

"Sorry to disappoint you." Locke slowly lowered his hood, a human face with glowing green eyes, and he removed his robes to reveal the black breastplate within.

"The mage is actually wearing armor?!" Everyone exclaimed when they saw it, this was a bit of a subversion of their common sense, a mage who didn't have much strength couldn't even lift a sword, let alone armor.

Holding a satin robe in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, Locke turned to the air and said, "Anne." ”

"Yes, master." A little elf with flapping wings appeared beside him out of thin air.

"Take it for me, don't break it, this is our last possession." Locke handed the silk to the elf, who agreed, reached out and touched the garment, and then disappeared together.

The robe was the only thing Locke found in the city that was still in good condition, and the rest was as depressed and dilapidated as the throne hall, though it was dusty when he first got his hands on it.

Locke put the sword on his shoulder and looked at the three people opposite, and said indifferently: "Who stipulates that knights can't wear magic robes to pretend to be forced?" ”

Several people looked at each other, and suddenly felt that their IQ had been insulted, and the three of them did not speak with a black face, and the archers holding the double swords slowly dispersed together with the swordsmen next to them and surrounded Locke.

Three to one, see what this kid is capable of!

Locke looked left and right, smiled and said, "You guys stay today." ”

"Hmph, no need!" The berserker stared at him with burning eyes and approached the road, as a black iron level, he was surrounded by well-known figures, who would stay and be a subordinate to this monster, unless he died here, no one could stop him.

"Oh sorry, I think you probably didn't understand." Lockpillar Sword smiled on the ground and said, "I told you to leave your lives behind. ”

Before everyone could come back to their senses, Locke disappeared directly in place.

So fast! The Berserker was shocked, his dynamic vision could barely keep up with the speed of his opponent's movements.

"Ugh! Belch! ”

When the berserker and the swordsman turned their heads, the archer was already lying on the ground, and Locke was stepping on his chest and slowly drawing his sword, and then flicked the sword, and a little blood stain was thrown on the faces of the two men who were still in a daze.

"Ahh You bastard! Lao Tzu wants to ......" The berserker whose eyes were stained with blood hurriedly reached out to wipe it, but then heard the screams of the swordsman in his ears.

"Silver Tier?!" After the berserker who returned to normal looked at the swordsman who fell to the ground, he subconsciously blurted out, as the black iron rank, they are quite difficult to face the silver rank, unless they have an absolute numerical advantage, otherwise they will only be slaughtered, thinking of this, the berserker hurriedly turned around and wanted to find the other party's trace.

"Here." Locke's voice rang out from behind him, followed by a sword stabbing at him......

Looking at the corpses of the three guys on the ground, especially when he saw the blood flowing from their bodies began to spread outward, Locke frowned and exclaimed, "Annie." ”

"Yes, master." The pokemon reappear.

Locke pointed to the corpse and said expressionlessly: "Peel the skin and remove the bones, not a drop of blood can be wasted, if there are vampires or ghouls in the future, you can use it to feed them." ”

"Good master."

Watch as the elves fly to the three corpses, touch them one by one and put them away, and finally the blood on the ground does not fall.

Locke, who was on the side, nodded, turned and walked outside, and the elf hurriedly flew to his ear and waited for instructions.

"Skeleton or zombie, which one do you choose?" Locke asked.

"It's pretty much the same." The elf commented.

It's true, skeletons are very brittle, and the defense of zombies is a little higher than that of skeletons, but zombies need meat and other food, otherwise their actions will be slower and slower, and now the city is not to mention food, and even the magic energy to maintain skeletons is a bit clumsy.

In fact, the remaining energy in the entire city is close to exhaustion.

"Once the energy is depleted, the castle will enter my body on its own, right? Until you get enough energy to support the materialization again? Locke muttered to himself as he walked, and the elf next to him nodded repeatedly.

Once the castle was reduced, important departments such as the library, the cartography machine, the experimental field, and the cultivation house were all useless, in other words, there was not much time left for Locke.

Looking at the black walls around the hallway, there were swords and swords everywhere, and almost every place on the floor and ceiling was marked with large and small scorch marks, and it looked like there had been quite a terrible battle here in the past - this was still the entrance to the throne hall.

Locke frowned and turned his head to look at the elf: "Why is this happening here?" Is there nothing else in the city now? Like guards, treasures or something? ”

"Sorry, I don't have any memories of the past, I was in a deep sleep until you showed up. As for the rest, I can't sense any guard power except for a few high-ranking generals who have been sealed. But even if those generals are not sealed, we currently don't have the materials and energy to support their activities. ”

It's like a car can't get on the road without gas, and even if there are high-level monsters, they probably don't even have the strength to walk without food and magical energy as a source of power.

Locke nodded, not saying anything more.

The elf in front of him is the manager of this castle, she serves and Locke takes care of everything for him, in modern terms, it can be regarded as artificial intelligence, but it is more accurate to use the spirit of the castle.

"You said before that you don't have any resources in reserve, right?" Locke asked.

"Yes." The elf flapped its wings quickly beside him, "Everything that can be used has been used, and there are no other resources available." The rubble in the drill ground and throne hall was not suitable for storage, and the castle itself had little energy left, so it could not support extensive repairs. ”

"Hmmm......"

Energy, building materials, supplies, armaments, this castle can be said to be nothing, and before the arrival of those three unlucky guys, it was so poor that there were not even bones left.

What to do?

"Intruder spotted!" Just as Locke lowered his head and pondered the way out, the elf next to him suddenly shouted, her face was terrified, "There are third-order enemies!" There are so many of them!! ”

Gold?

Locke was stunned for a moment...... This is a big problem...... (To be continued)