With Lothar taking the lead, Heather and Atticus also received the flame from Cheese one after another. They looked at the body wrapped in orange-red tongues of fire with some blankness, and the imaginary burning sensation did not appear, on the contrary, in this flame, they felt pure vitality, and this power made several people's bodies quickly adjust to the best state. "Let me briefly explain that under the protection of this layer of flame, the lich's tricks cannot directly harm you. But that only means that you won't be scorched by the blue fire beneath your feet, it can still be used, and it will definitely use other means to achieve the same goal. Cheese looked at the three people in front of him and said.

"Sounds like this is going to be an unprecedented battle?" said the Count of Montenegro as he passed the tomahawk back and forth between his hands, increasing his control over his weapon.

The mage nodded, and the color of his eyes was assimilated to red by the flames. "It's true, there's not just one way to win this fight. If a few of you have the ability to directly injure the lich's body, that's fine, and I'm sure you all have the ability to actually hurt it. But, I don't mean to belittle you, just in case, if that pile of bones has too many traps, then I need your help to destroy the magic it has set here. The specific way is to replace the blue fire on the ground with the flames on your body, and as long as our territory can compete with it, I have the means to completely destroy the foundation of its magic. ”

"And what about you, aren't you going to fight yourself?" asked the Iron Knight, a little confused, for it sounded like Cheese himself had no intention of fighting with them. Sure enough, the mage shook his head, "I must stay here to maintain the flames, if the lights go out, it will be difficult for us to defeat it again." However, while I can't walk with you, you can try to get Jack out, the special nature of the Wolfwalker makes it impossible for my magic to protect him as much as it does for you, but the enemy's ordinary spells can't hurt him. ”

"Understood, we are pawns, but werewolves can smash the board. Lothar nodded, casting her gaze on the crypt separated by two flames. "Old man, what are you going to do? Are we going to go straight to the Yellow Dragon, or are we going to play a game of real chess with the mage?"

Atticus thought for a moment, "Lord Cheese, are you sure they already know about our arrival?" the mage nodded, there seemed to be no doubt about it, he didn't understand why the Grand Knight Captain was asking. The Iron Knight pondered for a moment after receiving the reply, and just as the eager Lothar was about to lose his patience, he spoke. "We split up. ”

"What? Split up, but this crypt isn't that big in all, is it necessary?" said the Earl, with some exaggeration, in Lothar's opinion, with the size of this crypt, he and the other two would not have a problem working together to pass through it, and they could have hit the enemy before he showed more preparation! Heather, who had not spoken, stepped forward and walked between the two," I support the advice of His Excellency the Grand Knight Commander, and it is up to me and Mr. Atticus to expand the area of the Red Zone, Lothar, you try to get Mr. Jack out, and then join forces with both of you to attack the Lich itself. This is the safest way to win, regardless of which side of our two groups succeeds. ”

Lothar shrugged, he himself was a great leader, but when Heather and Atticus were both on the same page, the count was more inclined to put himself in the shoes of the executor. "Lothar Montenegro, take orders. In the name of the Black Mountain family, such an unclean thing cannot be left above the land of the Blue Lion, nor below!" He said, leaping down the stairs and falling into the bones within the range of the red flames. The Count of Montenegro pointed the Hearn finger in his hand at the distant enemy, and the lion on his tomahawk roared with this movement, and fierce flames erupted from the two metal carved lion pupils.

"Witch Hunting Knife, I didn't expect such a thing to exist in such a small and remote country, and that waste didn't mention it. Forget it, I guess it doesn't know either. The lich whispered as it noticed Lothar's provocation as the pile of dry bones in front of it began to bulge, and four bony hands, visibly thicker than the others, ripped open the surrounding bones, and two humanoid skeletons were one-third the size of a normal human to emerge. They are dressed in some kind of rock-made stomach that reflects an icy sheen. One of the two skeletons held a metal warhammer to match their stature, and the other carried two daggers upside down. Driven by magic, they moved towards Lothar's location, their joints making an unsettling click.

"Need help? I wouldn't mind helping you get rid of one. Heather said as she walked past Lothar as she fell lightly into the bones. The Count of Montenegro did not answer, but snorted coldly, holding the battle axe in both hands, and charged at the oncoming enemy without fear.

"Trust him, he's not the poor kid we remember of losing his parents anymore. He is Lothar Montenegro, a glorious knight of the kingdom. Atticus didn't keep his eyes on Lothar for long, he had as much faith in the young man as he did in every knight he had ever taught. The Grand Knight Chief did not provoke, nor did he make any bold remarks, he just silently dragged the iron rule in his hand, allowing the sword to spark in the friction with the dry bones. The Iron Knight stepped out of the red flame's protective range and stepped into the realm of the lich.

"We'll be behind you, Mr. Cheese. Heather watched as the two knights, one old and one young, rushed out of the safe zone, and turned to the mage behind him. "Please keep them safe, after all, they are the pillars of this kingdom. With that, the female knight drew the long sword at her waist and ran into the distance. To Cheese's concern, Heather didn't say ask him to keep her safe. So, is this a knight's humble words, or does the female knight think that she does not need the protection of the mage at all?

"Knights, following senseless creeds, are crowned with glory by their kindred, and then are sacrificed as a matter of course. I don't see anything to be proud of, or you stick to your creed and become a rigid part of the state system. Or, break your oath and become a maggot that bullies the weak. Either one, you are all ignorant, and all your life you live in a world of hypocrisy. Like most of this world. The lich's voice rang out, and in front of Atticus, several nezumi skeletons crawled up. On the way ahead, Heather drilled out a strange serpentine creature made of various vertebrae with countless bony hands.