After arranging Villefort, Wu Xin and Delia set off again.

The pressure on the castle has reached its limit, the clouds are miserable, the people are panicked, Wu Xin and Delia did not act in a low-key manner, and it is better to create chaos than stealth at this time.

Wu Xin and Delia spread rumors as they walked.

"All the people in the castle are traitors who support the evil alchemist! No matter how high or low, they will be severely punished. ”

"They say that all men must die, and that women who surrender must be bathed in the blood of their fathers, husbands, and sons before they can live."

"We're done, we're done."

At this time, no one cared about these two eyed guys.

Everywhere, sweaty husbands and wives can be seen scurrying around with their children and possessions, and the male servants and maids who have long hooked up are also packing up and preparing to flee.

Although the castle was crumbling, the siege of the besiegers was not tight, and there were still many people who had no enemies under the walls and could escape if they found an opportunity.

However, the alchemist's arrangement still worked, and when Wu Xin and Deliya found another companion in the corridor, they found that there were only two people on the other side.

"Villefort is dead, too?" Tangral expected danger in the other direction, but he didn't expect it to be the burden he thought in his heart, Wu Xin and Delia, would come to join them.

"Villefort is not dead, we found out in time the problem with our count's brother, but he was injured and couldn't move, so we hid him, the young lady, um." It took Wu Xin a few seconds to remember the name of the woman he had just met. "So Miss Ansena is dead?"

"Ansena was so anxious and completely unguarded that guy suddenly cast a balragon horn, and all three of us were shocked." Gonzalez's brow furrowed, looking very annoyed. "It took him two magic missiles before I recovered and slashed him to death, failing to save Miss Ansena."

"Damn, that alchemist can make mind-controlling potions, I really don't know how strong it is, and the tower he's in will definitely have some last elites, and in our state, we're going to die at all." Tangral said dejectedly, he had suffered a serious injury on his arm, but he had only bandaged it with a curtain that had been torn from nowhere, and the blood was still oozing out. "Do you still have healing magic? Bring me one. ”

"Don't despair, God will bless us, just now in order to save Villefort, there is only one last magic spell, and it must be used in more critical places." Delia's words were reasonable, but Tangral still glared at her dissatisfied, but without Villefort, he could not make trouble alone.

"Barragon's Horn is a second-level arcane, so he's stronger than the one we dealt with, and ours can only cast magic missiles." Delia digested what she had just realized after receiving the information. "Both brothers can cast spells, it seems that this earl's family is a warlock family, but their bodies are so weak, our younger brother is only hit by a dagger and can't do it, I thought he was hit by the vital point, but you took that brother and was hacked to death by you with a knife, even the spellcaster is too weak, are you sure he can't do it with a knife?"

"It's a knife, don't you think it's possible?" Gonzalez's tone made it clear that he felt that Delia's question was suspicious of him. "It's not surprising that some of the casters are particularly frail and sick, after all, they spend their days with strange ingredients and potions."

"Mages do like to do those studies, but this family is all warlocks, and they get their spell-casting abilities from the bloodline, and there are very few warlocks who can concoct potions and create strange things." Wu Xin listened carefully to Deliya's explanation, and he was eager to learn more about this information.

But Gonzalez was not interested in a full discussion at all: "This is just your speculation, the only thing that is certain is that I slashed to death an enemy who can cast a second-level arcane with a single sword, or do you doubt the honor of a Spanish samurai?" ”

"Of course we won't doubt you, Mr. Gonzalez, I think it should indeed be that the physical strength of the people in this plane is weaker than ours, so enemies who can use second-level arcane will die so easily, so those with limited strength can get high-quality armor, so it is so easy for us to break through along the way." Wu Xin had guessed this at the beginning, and now he has more evidence. "It was arranged by the alpha, and he gave us the first mission of the right difficulty."

"Hmm............" Although Wu Xin's explanation weakened his prestige, Gonzalez was inspired by the reasoning, so he did not refute it again. That's good news. ”

"Speaking of which, the strength of this last alchemist won't be much stronger!" Delia's spirits were lifted as well. "And even if he's a little stronger, it's nothing, we know what the antidote to the mind-controlling potion is."

"The antidote? What antidote? Gonzalez and Tangral asked in unison.

Delia pointed to the kettle held by Wu Xin and explained to them: "This is the blood of the earl's brother, he left his last words, the blood of the family can be used as an antidote, if you don't separate at that time, save people one by one, then you will probably get a hint after killing the first brother, and then you can save the latter one, a spellcaster is always useful, and having an earl's brother to help us may make the soldiers on guard shake." ”

"It seems like there was enough time now, but who would have thought that the castle would fall into chaos so quickly." Gonzalez knew he was in a hurry, but he wasn't going to admit it.

"yes, this damn hourglass has been hanging there." Tangral knew he shouldn't have to keep an eye on the time, but he couldn't control himself.

The golden hourglass in the void still had more than half of the sand in it.

"But ........." Delia wanted to say something, but Wu Xin quietly pulled her hand.

"Yes, I wasn't sure there would be enough time at the time, but now I must try to stabilize my emotions as much as possible, Ansena has already paid the price for her urgency." Wu Xin knows that whether it is right or wrong is never only related to facts, strength is more important, and Gonzalez has the strength to insist that he is right, so he tries to express his views in a roundabout way. "It's also good to have a good time beforehand, and we can arrange a better plan."

"What's the plan?" Although he didn't intend to admit his mistake, Gonzalez still approved of Wu Xin, and after his face was saved, he was willing to listen to the plan.

"The tower where the secret alchemist is located is the commanding height of the castle, which is very advantageous for mobilizing troops, but once the city wall is breached, it will be very difficult to escape, and in this current situation, the castle is already very critical, even without us, it looks like it can't hold out for a few hours, I think that alchemist may be able to escape soon. If he was to retreat, this corridor was a must, and the rooms on either side were perfect for an ambush. Wu Xin pointed to the two rooms at the end of the T-junction.

"You're all based on the alchemist's prediction that he will definitely escape, but what if he doesn't? Even if he wanted to escape, we might not be able to wait, the castle just looked crumbling, and in fact it would not be a surprise to hold out for another half a day. "The pain in the wound on his hand was intense, and the fate of Villefort, who was also French, was unknown, and Tangral was very anxious.

"The worst is to storm the tower in the last ten minutes, and we won't miss the time limit anyway, will we?" Wu Xin smiled bitterly and pointed to the golden hourglass that was still flowing in the void.