The Dark Council is established in the deepest part of the Arctic Mountains, with a barrier on the outermost part that serves as a cover, serving no purpose other than to confuse the public.

A few ravens stood on the branches and shook the snowflakes off their bodies.

The cold wind blew from afar, and there was no sound in the entire mountain range, not even the sound of beasts, and there was a dead silence.

Behind a hill that no one noticed, the ground suddenly caved, and the air was filled with a little bit of crystalline light that had dissipated from the magic power, and then a hole with a diameter of about two meters appeared.

Then a figure jumped out of the cave.

Immediately afterwards, one figure after another appeared behind the hill, and with the help of the hill as a natural barrier, no one could find that in the cold Arctic mountains, there were suddenly more than thirty strangers.

"Finally out of that hellish passage, I swear, I'll never enter this place again!" Tempest took a deep breath, as if to expel all of the extreme oppression he had suffered in the cave.

"If you don't want to be spotted before you act, you'd better keep your voice down!" Lightning lowered his voice, tugged at the cuffs of the wind, and said, "It's your turn to come out and see if there are any enemies around." ”

Except for the blast, the rest of the thirty soldiers and lightning crouched in hiding places, curling up as much as they could.

At the exit, there is no one to guard it?

Lightning was a little surprised.

Could it be that the Right Court had already taken care of itself, and did not bother to send men to guard the secret passage in order to deal with the revenge of the councillors, or did they not expect that the enemy would enter the rear of the palace through this secret passage?

Lightning thought about the possibility of two speculations in his mind, and felt that the latter was more likely, the people in the right court had always been proud and arrogant, and they believed in their own strength too much, maybe they were arrogant enough to be afraid of sneak attacks.

The exit of the secret passage is less than two hundred meters behind the council palace complex, according to this distance, lightning and soldiers can easily sneak into the palace within thirty seconds, but the specific location where Snow is located, lightning can't know at all.

He didn't even know if Snow was alive or not.

Only by letting the wind first investigate the current situation in the palace can we determine from which direction to enter and complete the rescue in the shortest possible time.

Ten minutes later, the figure of the wind reappeared.

"In the palace of the right court, there is no one at all, and it doesn't look like there has been a big war, everyone seems to have disappeared out of thin air," Hurry had a puzzled look on his face: "However, I haven't even found a single corpse, which is too unreasonable." ”

Gone?

Lightning squinted his eyes, if the members of the Right Court fled because they were afraid of the councillors, then he absolutely did not believe it, although the councillors who held the Eye of Darkness were indeed powerful and terrifying, but those outlaws in the Right Court could not even have the courage to fight, so they left the residence they relied on to survive and fled far away.

"Did you search all the rooms?" Lightning asked.

"In the palace, there is no one at all, I can assure you. Swift Wind said categorically.

Then, if it is only against parliamentarians, the pressure will be much less.

The wind breathed a sigh of relief.

"Alright, we have to hurry!" Lightning nodded, placing the hood of his cloak on his head to hide his face, which made him feel a little reassured, though it didn't mean much.

"Forward, target, palace!" Rodin made a gesture to the soldiers behind him, signaling them to keep their weapons ready to fire in case of possible danger.

......

When lightning pushed open the gate of the palace, he realized that his worries were a little unnecessary, the palace was empty, not to mention the enemy, not even a single corpse was found.

"Keep on your guard!" Rodin ordered two soldiers to stand guard at the gate, and led the other soldiers into the hall of the palace.

From an artistic point of view, the décor of the hall resembles that of a church, with neatly dark seats on both sides, and a three-faced woman painted on the walls, with wings that cover the sky and the sun growing on her back, and the hooked claws of birds on her feet, and spikes and thorns in her hands, the gods of the Dark Council.

Harpy.

Rodin had heard of this mythical creature, which was rumored to be the Wind Elf, the herald of Hades, and was tasked with sending the undead to the underworld.

In later legends, because of its terrifying appearance and terrible screams, it was depicted by humans as a greedy and hungry evil monster, and anything it touched would become filthy and stench.

Perhaps it was because he felt that the fate of the demon seed was similar to that of the Harpy, and the first president of the Dark Council established it as a god that the Council worshipped.

Lightning rushed open the doors to the rest of the rooms, from the entrance of the hallway to the end, still not finding any living people.

Back at the former residence, there was no change in the rest of the place, except for the traces of the attack that night, and even the position of the items did not deviate in any way.

What's going on here?

Where did Snow and his companions go?

Don't......

Not daring to think any further, Lightning pushed open the door to the last house.

What caught my eye was an old figure, tied to a stone pillar, his head hanging limply over his shoulders, as if he had fallen into a coma.

It's Snow!

Lightning's heart jumped, and he didn't care about the wind that was searching the other rooms, and took two steps forward, sticking his finger under Snow's nose.

He's still alive!

Lightning couldn't help but want to cheer.

I didn't expect the rescue mission to be completed so smoothly, and now I only need to cut the rope to take Snow away.

"Snow, Snow, wake up!" lightning slapped Snow in the face, trying to wake him up.

The lightning movement quickly had an effect, and Snow's head began to wiggle slightly, followed by a low, painful gasp from his throat, like the sound of a worn-out bellows being pulled.

Snow slowly opened his eyes and looked blankly in the direction in front of him.

After a full ten seconds, his eyes began to focus, and a little brightness was gathered.

Snow, my fellow, what an unbearable torment you have endured!

Lightning gritted his teeth, pulled out his dagger, and slashed directly at the rope behind Snow.

But Snow suddenly trembled, especially when he saw Lightning's face clearly, the dazed and painful face on his face instantly became sluggish.

His pupils narrowed suddenly.

"Quick...... Run!"

"What?" Lightning didn't hear clearly, Snow's voice was too quiet.

"Quick...... Get out of here!" Snow said in a trembling voice with red eyes, "This is a premeditated ambush, you have stepped into a trap!"

"Run!"

Snow yelled suddenly.

Before the lightning could react, a terrible shout and a deafening roar suddenly came from the direction of the hall.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

"Queue up!"