The gargoyle stuck its head out of the dust, its nose twitching wonderfully, as if it could really smell something, and its long pointed ears turned sideways, as if it could really hear something, the thief didn't know if it was a fact, but although he was able to hide, the dwarfs around him were unlikely, and Glenn, who was only a little away from McGee, could smell the heavy smell of myrrh and musk from the dwarf's body even with his knees, and heard the sound of the gnome's teeth fighting with each other, and the small hands that should have been extremely dexterous trembled so much that they were about to appear afterimage- As Glenn was considering whether or not to sneak away, the gargoyle's claws pierced into the reliquary that covered them without warning, as if the distance of about six feet did not exist, and the rotten plank was no more reliable in the face of the monster than a thin piece of parchment paper, and Glenn could even feel the chill of the metal claws as they skimmed the tip of his nose.

Gülen felt that he had never been so calm, and when the hideous stone statue stood in front of them, it cast a shadow that could even obscure Gülen and McGee at the same time, and the tips of its raised wings were just a finger up to touch the beams of the roof, and the thieves did not know how wise it had been, but it clearly had an evil brain, and knew very well that its prey was cornered, and it opened its mouth as if it were laughing or mocking, and spread its wings menacingly, the wings carved out of hard stone were as soft as real leather wings, and they closed in both directions with a slight pause in the airIt's like giving them a warm hug, but look at the steel hook at the top of the leather wings, it's going to be a hug.

And what Glenn did was to stretch out his hands, he had been half-kneeling behind the dwarf before, and now, his arms protruded from the dwarf's shoulder, and the thumb and forefinger of his left hand pressed down with all his strength, so to speak, with all his strength, and the thief still heard the click that made him feel so happy in the hysterical cry of the gnome, and then, almost at the same time, his right hand pulled the trigger, and the little crossbow shot out with a thud.

The gnome screamed and threw himself forward, and Glenn lifted his cloak, covering his body and face and fell violently, so none of them could see where the exploding crossbow bolt hit, but Glenn didn't think that his quasi-head would be too bad at this critical moment, and the prostitute of fate didn't make any more jokes about them, and the crossbow arrow had already hit its chest when the gargoyle's stone wings suddenly folded, and the violent explosion shattered it along with the core, and its hunting behavior instead created a barrier for the dwarf and the thief to be sheltered-- The air waves from the explosion, the dagger-like shards of stone, the steel teeth, and so on, were all blocked by the two arc-shaped stone slabs, causing only minimal damage to the prey.

"I really owe it for its wisdom. The thieves shook their heads, if it hadn't been for the previous threatening move, they would have lost a dwarf.

"Oh, the gods are above, the gods are above," the dwarf cried, with a big bag on his head, but in this case he must admit that he was very lucky, "get up!" Glenn shouted at him, "The door is broken!"

Yes, it seems that fate is still a true prostitute, a splashed gravel hit the hinge at the top of the door, and caused it to fall off, the door that had been crumbling under the claws and impact of the zombies was now only the middle and lowest hinges were still doing their duty, the door was crooked, and the zombies scrambled to reach out their claws from the gap.

McGee immediately got up, Glenn had never looked down on the gnomes, they were like a bunch of meat-eating rabbits, but even he had to admire the wits and decisiveness of the gnomes in their escapes - he was still screaming and crying, but he was able to get around any of the tiny obstacles with unerring accuracy, and he didn't even want to talk to the zombies or anything, he jumped up and grabbed Glenn's hand, and ran straight to the gap that the gargoyle had knocked out.

The wind was pouring in through that gap, there was no rain tonight, no low-pressure clouds, the stars were bright, and when they looked down, they could see the barren and messy grass under the main tower - it should be mentioned here that since they were honored guests, the mistress here had originally wanted them to stay in the highest penthouse room, but the elves politely refused, and they were now on the fourth and third floors of the main tower, the spellcaster and the elves were on the fourth floor, Leona, Berdwin, and their third-story tower, three-story tower, and the staircase about six feet high, made them more than twenty-five feet high, which Glenn was no problem with, of course, but it was a little scary for the dwarf—and that's why he remembered to bring the thief.

Gülen was noncommittal, he mentioned the dwarf, which he could afford to weigh about a few dozen pounds, but he stopped all movement as he stood in the gap and grabbed the edge of the intertwined stone brick with the other one.

"Glenn?!" shouted the gnomes, who were accompanied by the strange grunts and tearing sounds of the zombies, and the gnomes hung from Glenn's arm and struggled to turn their heads to look, "Oh, damn it," he cried, "they're in." ”

Perhaps it was a certain amount of wisdom, or a little prank from some cursed god, but a zombie had half of its shoulder torn open when it was squeezed and pulled by its companions, and suddenly it crawled into the room, and although it was missing a shoulder, and even an arm was not so strong, but it was wobbly and drooping with skin and bones, but he still had a strong body, an arm and two legs, and a fangs that didn't look as good as the steel teeth of a gargoyle. But that's not what chills them the most, "he's ......" the dwarf shouted "he's the one......"

The thief had already been recognized, and given that he had been in the same way as the thief - tied into a cocoon by the thin silver rope of the black-haired spellcaster, Gülen hadn't forgotten the ridiculous look on his upright face, except that this man should be locked up in a prison instead of being a zombie and running around: "So what," he said to McGee, are you still going to say hello to him?"

Of course the dwarf didn't want to, but the wretched knight seemed to want to, his back bent so badly that his upper body was like a monkey with long arms, his arms hanging down to the ground, and his knees so that his legs were folded tightly like a crouching toad, and the next moment he really jumped up like a toad, and pounced on the two living who stood on the edge of the crumbling outer wall, seemingly with no way out.

Gülen jumped down without hesitation.

McGee's face hit the shattered stone, blood flowed from his forehead, and if it hadn't been for his little hands blocking his eyes in time, his eyes would have suffered - and then another series of heavy collisions, he didn't know what Glenn was doing, they didn't look like they had been caught by zombies, but they didn't look like they had landed on the ground, to be exact, he looked like he was hanging in mid-air. He cautiously removed his hand and glanced at it, and look, the dwarf was always right, he was indeed hung in mid-air, his underwear was silk, wide and soft, so to speak, and now Gülen hung its collar on a sharp bulge, and McGee became a wonderful embellishment to the cold façade like a living spout statue.

So where is Gülen, he is not safe, the thieves are fighting zombies, his adamantite dagger is deeply inserted into the hard wall, the gauntlet swims like a poisonous snake and grabs one of his hands, so that he can hang safely in mid-air, and the dead knight leader is not so pleasant compared to it, it is already missing a usable arm, if it were not for the curved claws of its feet, it can probably only do nothing by hanging stupidly on the wall now, and now, it can stand almost vertically on the outer wall with only two feet- Thanks to the care of the black-haired spellcaster, Gülen's clothes also came from the Silvercrown Jungle, otherwise he might have been bitten through the leather armor and shirt by the zombie's claws or teeth, and it became a fresh air-dried supper, but he obviously couldn't do anything with the zombie.

"McGee!" he shouted.

McGee threw a stone down and gave Glenn a blow without hitting the zombie, and the thief rolled his eyes, he really shouldn't have pinned his hopes on a dwarf.

What solved Gülen's embarrassing situation at this time was a slender arrow, the arrow shot from the root of the zombie's left ear, the arrow pierced through the position of the skull, and it was finished in one fell swoop, the zombie fell, after a dull puff on the ground, it was a fine, almost inaudible chirping, the dwarf hung his head, looked down, he now knew why Glenn didn't jump down with him, below was a group of rats with red eyes, no one had ever tasted zombies, but everyone knew that zombies' skin was as tough as the best leather armor, but it took less than a quarter of an hour for the rats to bite it and devour it。

It was short-lived, but it was enough for Glenn to move Magkey to a safe battlement with the help of the elven druid Perante.

The battlements had been reduced to a solitary pedestal due to the castle's disrepair, but it was still about ten feet high, and the rats surrounded them, and the sound of teeth rubbing was clearly discernible.

"Great," McGee said to Perrant, "you're a druid, my dear friend, and you can turn into a cat." ”

"At the very least, it has to be a big cat. Gülen said mockingly.

"You can't become cats," Perrante said calmly, "these house mice are already infected, they are no longer normal animals, and if I become a cat, I will be infected whether I am bitten by them or bitten by them." ”

"So what should we do now?" said Gülen, "either as a snake or as an elephant." ”

"The elephant is good," said Perrante, "but it's not the best solution," and no one knows how he did it, and McGee and Gülen just felt a darkness in front of them. With a louder sound than the rats, they saw a tidal wave of beetles pouring out of the darkness, they were biting and pulling at each other, waving their little feet wildly, and in an instant a thick wall formed a thick wall that separated the rats from them, McGee shoved his fist into his mouth, but still couldn't control himself from vomiting- There were also bugs on the Dragonfire Islands, but none of them were as big or as many as he saw them now, and Gülen couldn't help but turn pale, he had seen this kind of bug, in the main city of the guild, a thief was tortured for betraying his leader, and finally he was thrown into such a wormhole, these beetles were carnivorous, they had no sharp teeth, but they had a hollow straw, as hard as metal. They can pierce directly into the bones, suck the marrow inside—they don't bite the skin on the outside, that's too slow for them, they burrow into any hole, like an eye, nose, ear, or whatever, crawling between the internal organs, breaking through the muscles, and going straight to the bones.

Fortunately, the walls of this beetle only lasted for a while before collapsing, and after the collapse the wall collapsed into countless vicious warriors, they did not care whether they were facing fresh house rats, and scrambled to climb up to the body of the rats, although the ears and eyes of house mice were a little small, but there were a lot of rotten places on their bodies, so these beetles easily got into it, and a more disgusting chirp sounded, accompanied by a thick stench.

The speed of the beetles was commendable, and the unbearable ordeal soon stopped.

"Wouldn't they be infected?" McGee asked.

"This is not the right place for them to survive. "They live in deserts, and the cold climate and wet land will soon make them extinct," Perrant said. ”

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"Mulus!" the necromancer Lev shouted at the gray-blue flames.

"I'm here. A shadow in robes appeared behind the flames, he looked like a mage and a mage, but Lev didn't dare to trust the ghost who had appeared on his own without being summoned.

"What are you waiting for?"

"What else could it be, of course you. Mulus's playful tone sent Lev almost into a rage.

"You Promised Me ......"

"Yes, but I need to get paid first. ”

"You'll get it. Lev said gloomily: "More than you can imagine, stupid ghost." (To be continued.) )