All of a sudden, the surroundings became quiet.

Roland couldn't see anything.

Then there was a loud bang in the air!

Roland was disturbed and impacted by the huge shock wave, and finally managed to stabilize himself.

Gradually, the smoke cleared, and Roland's vision began to become clearer. He saw Rand lying on his stomach like that, coughing hard.

And Tyrion was already standing facing Roland at this time, his face had clear scratches oozing blood, and his expression was very hideous and terrifying! Tirion's eyes were staring at Roland's back, as if he wanted to eat someone!

Although he didn't look back, Roland could still feel the feeling of depression coming from behind him, and the chill that made people feel creepy.

Something seems to be behind Roland's back.

Roland's heart was beating fast, it was the fear from the bottom of his heart, it was suffocating!

Roland turned around stiffly to look, only to see that a large black mist in the depths of the ruins was gradually moving closer and retreating, and finally a black figure accompanied by a small pile of black mist finally appeared in front of him!

It was a figure dressed in a black robe, his loose clothes making it impossible to see his figure. The wide hood strap on his head makes it impossible to see his appearance, only the green light that faintly flashes from time to time under the hat reveals a terrifying aura!

His figure was ethereal, and the frequency of his clothes shaking and floating was even faster, and through his figure, he could faintly see the buildings in the distance. If Tyrion makes people feel frightened and frightened, then this guy in front of him makes people feel a kind of despair close to death!

It's the undead!

Roland's heart began to beat unusually faster, and it seemed that it was about to burst out of his chest!

He and Roland had the same feeling as the undead he encountered in the tunnels of the palace!

Could it be that he is the "old ghost" that the little devil said he said?

Roland noticed that the edges of the walls were beginning to sparse with pale, hollow individuals. It was a creature of the Legion of Death. It seems that the army of death has followed the old ghost to attack the cross wall!

The Flame Behemoth is still attacking the wall, while creating opportunities for the legions below to go up the wall. The number of creatures on top of the cross wall is also increasing, and it is really menacing!

Roland understands that he and Rand have been drawn into a struggle between the undead and demons, and that things are getting more complicated and difficult to manage.

Tyrion held back the anger within, trying not to let the expression on his face become too hideous. He couldn't help but roll his eyes viciously, and then the expression on his face finally became normal.

Tyrion's face began to fill with a sinister smile. Then he said to the black shadow, "I didn't expect to meet the legendary 'old ghost' here. ”

"Tyrion, don't be pretty, what's the coincidence??Is there a feud between me and Augustine, and there is still no one in the whole city of Evener who doesn't know about it?But you, aren't you always at odds with him??," An old voice sounded, empty and long, with an echo, not like the vocal cords of the flesh.

Hearing this, Tyrion immediately put away the hypocritical smile. He stared straight at the old ghost, and then said, "Since we are both at odds with Augustin, why don't we join forces to solve him?

Listening to Tirion's answer, the old ghost did not speak. There was a cool breeze on his body, and it was light and weightless. The biting chill is enough to make people shiver!

It seems that the situation in Evener City is really chaotic!

Roland didn't expect that one of the lords of Castlevania would want to unite with outsiders and kill another demon lord! It seems that what the little devil said before that the demon only cares about personal interests and has no sense of group is really not wrong at all!

The old ghost scolded disdainfully, and suddenly moved in front of Tyrion. His speed was so fast that Roland didn't even see the old ghost's movements, and only felt a gust of wind coming. Immediately after, Roland heard a muffled thud.

Then Roland turned his head and saw that Tyrion was covering his face and glaring at the old ghost angrily, and the expression on his face became distorted, very terrifying.

The old ghost floated off the ground lightly, and then said mockingly: "I can do such a trivial thing as killing Augustine, what kind of thing are you? You still want to join forces with me? Not to mention that the demon doesn't have a good thing, you will have to die at my hands sooner or later!"

didn't speculate for more than half a sentence, and seeing that the old ghost didn't give any face, Tyrion naturally lost his good face. He sneered, and suddenly got up, and the falling rocks around him hung in the air around him, smashing towards the old ghost like a rain of swords!

Faced with Tyrion's sudden attack, the old ghost only smiled contemptuously. Because the old ghost itself is a spirit body, the falling rocks can only pass through the body, and they can't hurt it in the slightest! And the dead troops behind the old ghost have already climbed to the top of the wall at this time!

The Flame Behemoth even began to use the stones scattered high under the wall as a pedal, preparing to climb to the cross wall! For a while, the demon side was at a great disadvantage, and the cross wall shook violently, and there were collapsed and fallen stones everywhere!

Roland noticed that Tyrion and the old ghost might have to face off for a while, and now was the time when their attention was at their highest, and they probably didn't have much energy to pay attention to their movements. So if Roland escapes now, it may be easier than before. Therefore, Roland endured the pain in his body and secretly moved to the place where Rand was.

I don't know if it's because Rand still has the smell of humans on his body, and the low-level demons and secret creatures on the top of the wall are constantly approaching him!

Roland tried his best to drive away the creatures as he checked Rand's injuries slightly. As a result, Roland found that Rand's left leg had been fractured and it seemed that he could not move.

Roland made it clear from the beginning that his purpose in coming to Evener was to bring Rand back. As for the feud between the undead and the demons, Roland was not interested at all. However, since they had been forced to be involved, they had no choice but to find the right time to escape secretly.

Roland picked Rand on his back and walked down the blind spot of Tyrion's vision. The two outside were fighting at this time, and at first glance, it seemed that the old ghost had the upper hand.

The dust and storm they raised during the fight shook the entire city of Evenegg. If it weren't for the fact that he happened to be in the middle of it struggling to survive, Roland would have been amazed at the magnificence of this scale!

Although the power of some demons is also recorded in ancient books, when he actually sees such a scene with his own eyes, Roland still feels thrilled. And now Roland's mind is full of how he should escape.

Humans are weak, and no human mage can have such great strength. Roland gradually began to realize that the real reason why human beings are afraid of other races, the difference in strength, is really desperate!

Rand was attached to Roland's back, his expression a little complicated. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, clearly wanting to say something. Roland said, "Save your strength first...... don't speak," and Rand didn't say anything more.

Seeing that the two of them were about to return to the room where Roland had come up, Tyrion suddenly noticed that they were gone.

I don't know what the reason is, Tyrion ignored the old ghost and suddenly rushed over to catch the two of them. The huge impact caused the stones around the two of them to splash up and hit Roland's body, and Roland stumbled and threw Rand out, and he himself fell into the pile of rocks and couldn't get up.

The nearby bookshelf fell to the ground, and the books inside were scattered all over the ground, and a chess piece rolled past the blood that Roland had left on the ground, and finally fell into his hand.