Under the cover of night, Lan Wu and his party set up camp in the wilderness.

The starry night sky in Rugoin is a far cry from the few sunny days in Camp Rogue all year round. Under the brilliant starlight, Lan Wu looked at the blazing bonfire and was silent.

The eerie disappearance of the Raven made him feel a little uneasy. This is not at all in line with Ender's character. What was the reason for Ende, an ambitious fellow, to give up resistance and evacuate the headquarters?

Lan Wu couldn't figure it out. The raid plan is leaked, giving Raven an almost decisive hope of victory. I thought that I would face stubborn resistance or even counterattack, but in the end, people didn't care at all, and ran cleanly without the slightest hesitation. Otherwise, how could it be possible to sweep away decades of savings in such a few days.

Ravens are poor. If anyone held this view, Lan Wu just wanted to spray him in the face. As far as Ovira knew, the Raven occupied ten ancient temples. The Raven can survive for decades outside of the city of Lugoin, and if it doesn't find a single ancient ruin, it will be considered a wasted life. I don't know how many ancient ruins have been found than Lu Gaoyin has mastered.

Ravens are rich. Whether it's the result of his guesses, or the clues he's gathered from Ovira, they all point to this. has been able to confront Lu Gaoin for decades, and the background is naturally not blown.

Thinking of this, Lan Wu felt extremely regretful in his heart. Just one point away from a chance to make a windfall. Even if it is two or one and five, his own harvest can at least double the foundation of Rog's camp.

Without him, Camp Rogge has been sinking for so many years, and there is no more to talk about.

"What are we going to do now?" Gross's face was always ugly. The operation became a joke and really hurt his self-esteem. As a nobleman, he hated the man who leaked the operation.

"Wait." Lan Wu looked at the bonfire and spit out a faint sentence: "Wait for Ovira to come and meet us." ”

"Yes, since we're out, we have to seize this opportunity." Grace then responded to Lanwu's offer.

"Opportunity?" Gross was stunned, then reacted.

Admittedly, the leakage of the plan led to the failure of the operation. But it's not without its benefits. The most direct is to cut off the channel of leakage. If it was really Ruhati who leaked the plan to the crow, then now that he was in the wilderness, it was basically impossible for Ruhati to know the next action arrangement.

After all, this is an endless wilderness where you can see the sky at a glance. Whoever makes something unusual will see it clearly. So far, the operation has failed, but it is also the best opportunity.

Thinking of this, Gross's face became a little better. He was confident that there would not be many souls who would betray Lu Gaoin's interests in exchange for his own interests, at least at the moment, it was almost impossible for them to exist in this team.

All the mercenaries are the elite of Grayz's thousands. As the leader of the mercenaries, these mercenary elites are also his cronies. Excluding the fact that there are Ruhadi's scouts hidden among the mercenaries, all that remains is the City Guard.

Jehein attached great importance to this operation to eliminate the crows, and specially sent two of the most elite teams of the city guards, a total of 500 people, all of whom were absolutely loyal to Jehain. Of course, it cannot be ruled out that some of them have long been bought by Ruhadi. However, he was confident that even if there was a slight omission, in the middle of this endless wilderness, the wouldn't be able to get the word out smoothly.

"Where is he now?" Gross immediately asked out loud. It was only in accordance with the prior instructions that he was deliberately used to represent Ovira, so as not to inadvertently reveal Ovira's whereabouts, which would lead to the destruction of the last possible successful operation.

"I don't know." Lan Wu shook his head, looked up at the starry sky and sighed secretly. He knew that Ovira's actions would not go well.

Ender can give up the Raven Headquarters, and he will never give up the Raven's roots. The most likely thing is that the training camp also received an order from Ender, and each gave up its original station, hid separately and waited for the opportunity. Ovira is gone, and he will be besieged. The only good news is that Ovira, the paladin, is not a vase, and belongs to the best among the crows. Even if he is encircled, he has a chance to break through and escape to rendezvous.

Just as he was thinking, Lan Wu suddenly heard an extremely slight sound of bowstrings. Under the silent night sky, the sound of the bowstring was soft, but it was not untraceable. He jerked his head up, just in time to see Grez's large hand reach out like lightning, grabbing an arrow impartially.

"Good skills." Lan Wu praised and moved to the side, avoiding the sharp arrow that was less than half a meter in front of him. The arrow was clearly directed at him. Fortunately, Grez is quite agile and did not practice the skill of white heat in vain. With just one capture, this sneak attack, which looked like both an assassination and a arraignment, was neutralized.

"Who is it?" Gross stared intently at a piece of parchment tied to the arrow, startled and suspicious. If Grez hadn't caught the arrow, wouldn't Lan Wu have been pierced in the head?

"I don't know, but I guess it's not a professional." Grez tore off the palm-sized piece of parchment, handed it to Lan Wu, and then took the arrow and looked at it carefully: "There is no magic fluctuation on this arrow, just an arrow shot with strength. ”

After thinking about it, Grez looked at the red scratches in his palm, and added solemnly: "The power is extremely great." ”

No one denied Grace's judgment. Gross immediately set his eyes on the parchment. Seeing this, Lan Wu happily pushed the boat and motioned for Grace to hand the parchment to Gross. Until now, he still didn't know anything about the writing of this world.

Gross glanced at Lan Wu gratefully, then took the parchment and looked at it carefully. After just one glance, his face suddenly turned snow-white, and there was no blood at all.

"The demon intends to launch a third demonic invasion."

Just one sentence seemed to drain all the power in Gross's body. At present, there are 500 city guards and 300 mercenaries in the camp, totaling 800 of the most elite men. The loss of these 800 people was the weakest moment for Lu Gaoin. If the demon launched a third invasion at this time, how long would Lu Goin be able to hold out?

Grez also realized the seriousness of the situation and hurriedly snatched the parchment from Gross's hand. With a sweep of his gaze, his face suddenly became very ugly. There is only one sentence on the parchment, which is to inform Lugoin that he is about to have a third demonic invasion.

"Third Demon Invasion?" Lan Wu was silent. During the first demonic invasion, Duriel was nearly sucked into a worm and escaped. The second demon invasion of Duriel was killed by Andariel in two seconds, and counting the initial battle in that room, Duriel had already lost three times. Even if the demonic background far exceeds that of humans by a hundred times, can it descend on this world four times in a row?

He didn't believe that Durrell would have this kind of background. Although I don't know what it takes for a demon to descend, I can guess that what is needed to descend from a high-level world to a low-level world is by no means an easy thing to take. Duriel is only one of the four demon kings, and there are three demon gods on it. Hell is big, but it can't monopolize so many resources.

But the parchment clearly said that the third demonic invasion was about to begin.

Practical joke? Or is it a fact?

Two thoughts flashed back and forth in his mind. He wasn't sure if the demonic invasion would actually happen. The last two times I got through the level, and now it's the third time, and it's not so easy to get through.

While thinking, Lan Wu set his gaze on the fifteen small talismans that swirled around his body. Last time, I used ten small amulets full of magic at once, and now there are only three small amulets full of magic left. If you want to kill Duriel again with this little hole card, there is obviously no possibility. Unless Duriel is stupid again, let himself get close, and use the runes and small talismans on his body to forcibly extract its magic power. This is obviously impossible. Having fallen in the same place twice in a row, Naduriel doesn't deserve to be a demon king.

"There's a guy over there." Rodamant suddenly spoke up, interrupting Lan Wu's thoughts.

Lan Wu suddenly woke up, secretly shocked in his heart. The location that Rodamant was referring to was clearly a tent on the outskirts of the camp. But now everyone is clearly gathered around the campfire to eat silently. No one is still in the tent and hasn't come out.

"He wants to assassinate you." Lanya then confirmed Rodament's words.

"Is that the one who shoots the arrow?" Lan Wu was taken aback and jumped up. Before his feet could hit the ground, he immediately teleported several times in quick succession to the tent.

Lan Wu's actions made the two monks of Gross puzzled. Immediately after that, they saw Lan Wu shouting at the tent, "I know you're inside, come out." ”

Grez was shocked and immediately gave a whistle. The mercenaries in the camp moved instantly. They were worthy of elite mercenaries, and they formed an encirclement at the first time and tightly surrounded the tent. The city guards were a little slower to react, but they drew their whips in the shortest possible time and formed another line of defense outside the encirclement.

"Who is it?" Gross teleported to Lan Wu's side, his face almost black. The camp was set up by him and Grace, and letting an outsider sneak into the camp without knowing it was tantamount to a slap in the face.

"Do you still want to run?" Lan Wu grabbed the Great War Staff and fired two fire bullets in succession, hitting the shadows outside the tent.

Gross's face sank. If you let this damn guy escape, then what face do you have to follow Lan Wu. He immediately took out the Ash Staff of Bane and sent out a wall of fire, firmly blocking the direction leading to the outside of the camp.

Beneath the raging flames, a vague figure appeared. It's a woman. Although her face was not very clear, the two short crossbows on her hands surprised everyone.

"Another special profession?" Lan Wu's eyes widened, staring directly at the two crossbows on the woman's hands.

The crossbow is a universal weapon, but it is usually only used by Amazons. But the crossbow is a two-handed weapon. Even an Amazon, who is proficient in bows and crossbows, cannot use two crossbows at the same time.

"Sakaram Revival." Lan Wu judged that this woman was not Amazon, and the underground organization that Claudia had mentioned immediately came to mind.

Thinking of this, he raised his hand to stop Gross, who wanted to take advantage of the victory, and said in a deep voice: "Sakaram Revival will ...... Who are you? (To be continued.) )