"Despicable!" Ardor roared, watching the shrewd female knight take advantage of her size and hide in a corner he couldn't attack.

"You're not qualified to say that. Cheese's voice rang out from the left of the demon, and he raised his hand with the ring, and the thorns that grew from the ring bound the enemy's intact arm. However, there was a crackling sound, and the plant vines burst into flames on their own shortly after touching the surface of the demon's skin. The mage shook off the rattan that caught fire at the end, and tried to limit Dodo's movements in other ways.

"Roar!" the angry red monster roared, red flames erupting from its ape-like nostrils. The demon's body became redder at a rate visible to the naked eye, and at the same time, the temperature in the hall also rose. At this rate, it would be as hot as it would be on a summer desert in a few miles.

"Stop it! Can't let the temperature rise in here! It's turning this place into an abyss. As he spoke, the light in his eyes turning blue, he raised the brazier at his feet, turned and threw it into the window of the throne room. "Click!" With a cracking sound, cold wind and raindrops poured into the hall through the cracks in the windows, suppressing the temperature again.

Perhaps inspired by the mage, the royal guards instinctively realized that something terrible could happen if the temperature was raised as the demon wished. They hurriedly used their weapons and debris at their feet to destroy the other windows of the hall. A few soldiers even thought of opening the doors of the Hall of the Throne and letting the cold of the entire castle fight the demons.

However, their intentions were stopped at the beginning. "No, don't open the door. That demon is just bluffing, don't give him a chance to escape. The bloodstained Iron Knight stopped the soldiers from opening the door, and although the dent in the armor on his chest made his words less convincing, it did not prevent the guards from looking at the old knight.

"Lord Atticus, what should we do?" asked the man who stood up with the Iron Knight on his feet, these royal guards had no experience in fighting demons, and although they were loyal enough to flee from battle, they also did not know what they could do in such a battle.

"Weapons made of mortal iron can't hurt demons, look at what those two frost guards do. Atticus did not directly answer his subordinates' inquiries, but only pointed to Mona and Elsa, who were on the edge of the battlefield. The two female warriors carefully hid out of Erdo's attack range, knowing full well that their bodies would never be able to withstand demonic attacks, so they were more inclined to provide support to their comrades who could inflict damage on Erdo than to fight head-to-head.

Now, as the demon was being pulled away by Heather, the two of them had rushed to its feet and pulled up the wolfwalker who had been pinned to the ground before, dragging his shoulders to carry Jack away from the center of the battlefield. The werewolf's wounds healed quickly, and by the time they reached the soldier's side, Jack had no visible scars on his body except for a large amount of hair.

"Uh, this is the worst massage I've ever had. The wolfwalker who had recovered his life straightened his neck with both hands, his cervical spine a little out of place in the battle. After solving the problem of his neck, Jack's eyes were once again ablaze with war, and he was not willing to be pressed to the ground by the demon.

"Be careful this time, we don't have that much focus on you. Mona said as she stopped an oncoming brazier with her tomahawk, and as Heather teased her opponent with her nimble pace, more and more of the things in front of the throne were swept to the other side of the hall by the demon's massive size.

Jack tilted his head, he knew that the female warrior's words were not caring, but Mona-style sarcasm, but considering his embarrassed appearance just now, the wolfwalker had no way to reply. So he could only turn the humiliation in his heart into an even stronger rage, which was poured out on the raging enemy. The werewolf's sturdy calves exerted slightly, and his body returned to the battlefield like an arrow from the string.

"You shouldn't provoke him so much, he might get carried away with anger. The hostess complained to her companion after Jack left. Wolfwalkers' temper tantrum has already impressed everyone after getting along in the last few days. Perhaps Jack can still maintain the basic rationality and thinking ability of a human being, but once his anger exceeds a certain limit, he will transform into a truly pure beast.

"Maybe. The female warrior said with a smile. Although she knew that Elsa had a point, in her heart Mona still had a habit of thinking of Jack as the son of the hunter who joined the legion at the same time as her, rather than the patriarch of the Alexander clan of the Wolfwalkers. However, she also believed that no matter what kind of soul lived in the werewolf's body now, he would not really be a brainless reckless man, and the female warrior had her own way of identifying this.

Sure enough, Jack, who had rejoined the warband, didn't try to fight the demons again, and he learned from Heather what to do to his advantage when dealing with targets larger than himself. The Wolfwalker's physical prowess also allowed him to do better than a female knight, and soon the demon found that a mad dog that would jump on him and bite him and run away was more annoying than a human who pricked himself with a needle.

"Looks like you haven't remembered the price of going against Erdo! The demon whispered, brandishing its black iron prosthetic leg to crucify Jack to the ground. But werewolves who have learned their lesson are not so easy to catch, and in order to use his speed and strength to the limit, Jack has given up walking on two feet and landed on all fours, in which case his speed and size have shrunk a lot, and Erdo's attacks are difficult to aim accurately.

"Hum!" the demon's arm swept over Jack's head, and the wolfwalker showed his hideous smile, and his limbs worked together, and in an instant, he rushed to the back of his opponent's left leg and bit the enemy's Achilles tendon, his strong upper and lower jaws allowed the werewolf to easily tear off a large piece of demon's flesh. "Ahhh But the nimble werewolf was no longer there.

"Phew, it's unpalatable. Jack, who was standing next to Cheese, spat out the piece of meat in his mouth and grumbled.

"It's not surprising, a normal person can drink a sip of demon blood is enough to lie down for a month. Their veins are said to be liquid sulfur. The mage shrugged, his hand not stopping casting, and he was condensing the water vapor in the hall and smashing it into the demon's body to lower the temperature of its body.

"I say, is it getting slower?" the werewolf noticed that the demon's speed was slowly slowing as more and more water evaporated from the surface of Erdo's red body. This made Heather's movements smoother, and the female knight could now even go head-to-head with the demons once in a while.

"Temperature, these abyssal visitors are creatures living in lava. Lower the temperature, they are more afraid of cold than we do. Cheese explained that Greytower's lessons had given him a good idea of how to fight demons, especially when someone around him could contain most of his enemy's energy. At this rate, it won't be long before Dodo will freeze completely. And the mage knew that moment would never come. "Be careful, it will become more difficult to deal with if it finds out that this is not going to do it for us. ”

Jack wanted to ask Cheese what was a difficult way to deal with it, but before he could speak, a violent heat wave erupted from not far away. The demon's body burned with dark red flames, even on its wings and tail.

"Go help Heather, she won't last long. The mage stopped casting, knowing that the demons were no longer affected by the rain. The wolfwalker nodded, and without fear, rushed to his opponent again, who was covered in fire.