The rain beat against the man's chest. He opened his eyes to the gray sky, and the ruined castle in the corner of his vision. The wounds on his body were bleeding, and the blood mixed with the rain turned into red streams, flowing down the lines of the man's muscles into the crumbling rocks beneath him. It's a little cold, he thought. But this is normal, after all, the man is not wearing any clothes, and is lying naked on the gravel. Although the temperature in the royal capital will not freeze people to death, it is always difficult to endure if you don't heat up in time on such a cloudy and rainy day.

The sound of "clicking" boots on loose stones. Someone came, just about ten steps out of his head, and although he didn't deliberately calculate, his keen instinct still got this result at the same time as the sound came out. As the footsteps approached, the rain could no longer be felt on the man's face, because in front of him, a figure in a gray robe covered the sky.

"Are you still alive?" asked the gray-robed man. The man looked down at his neck, and motioned for attention to his neck, which had a large wound in his throat that looked like it had been torn open by the claws of some wild beast. "It's not dead, the Wolfwalker's vitality is terrifying. As he spoke, he took out a white silk scarf from his robe, knelt on the ground and carefully wrapped the man's throat with the scarf. Strange to say, when the silk covered the wound, the man could feel something warm begin to enter his wound and repair his flesh.

"But this time, even the self-healing ability is gone, is the power overused after being completely beasted?" said Cheese, who was crouching next to Jack, frowning as he looked at the bleeding wound on the werewolf's body. With the wolfwalker's recovery ability, this wound should have healed, but now there is no change in Jack's body, as if he is not a werewolf lying here, just an ordinary young man.

But that, of course, is impossible. "Huh, His Majesty the King must be nerve-wracking now, actually smashing such a big pit out. The person who is carefully walking down the rocks is Elsa, and the pit she refers to naturally refers to the marks that Jack smashed out of the castle when he fell from the castle in the form of a wolf, this wolf-shaped pit pits well pits the size of the wolfwalker in the form of a behemoth, and also proves that the man lying in the middle of the pit is not an ordinary person.

"He's going to have a lot of nerve-wracking things, and although we can repel Dodo this time, the demon of that level will never give up easily, and it will come back. The mage shrugged his shoulders and looked at the striking hole in the castle, behind which was the Hall of the Throne, where they had just fought off the demons.

Let's rewind the clock a little bit, back to the time when Lothar was still looking for a chance to leave from the square. At that time, the throne hall could be described as extremely hot, in all senses.

"Boom!" Jack's giant wolf pressed the demon back against the wall again, and the demon's massive body slammed into the stone bricks of the throne hall with a heavy sound. "Your Majesty has left here! Besides, I have to say that this is the biggest wolf I've ever seen. The Iron Knight, who commanded the soldiers to leave the hall, wiped the blood and sweat from his face and came to the mage's side and said. "He couldn't hold it down for long. Cheese squinted at the two behemoths not far away, a worried expression.

"Why, I don't think that demon has any means. Now that His Majesty and the others have also exited the hall, we can kill this damn thing with our combined efforts!" said the old knight and waved the witch-hunting knife in his hand, the inscription on the iron rule had never been so bright, and Atticus believed that if he pierced this sword into the heart of the demon, even the creatures in the abyss would surely die.

"No way, we don't have the means to harm it. The man who said this was not Cheese, but Heather. The knightess's hair was sticking to her face from sweat, and there was a shocking cut in the chest of her armor, revealing the leather armor within. "No way, I saw your sword piercing the demon's leg, and it must have pierced the demon's heart. The Grand Knight Chief frowned, although he didn't know when Heather had found a weapon comparable to Tetsuro, but he had seen the female knight's blade pierce the demon's skin.

"Before, it might have been, but not now. Heather shrugged her shoulders and threw what she was holding to the ground, it was the hilt of her saber, and only the hilt, the saber that had accompanied the female knight for many years was now completely melted and could no longer be used as a weapon. Heather was also very helpless about this, although she used her own method to strengthen the weapon, so that it had the ability to pierce the demon's defenses, but the whisper in her ear forced her to use it indefinitely.

"You're doing the right thing. Cheese said this suddenly, and only Heather understood that the mage was praising her for not relying too much on the power of the bloodline. "Can you use his sword?" the grey-robed robe pointed to Tie Ze, and asked the female knight if the power of the witch-hunting knife itself, combined with the power of Heather, and the power of magic, the combination of the three could still be a battle.

But Heather just shook her head, "I'm not qualified to use this sword." "Witch Hunting Knives will repel any unnatural beings, whether they are contaminated with magic or other things that are beyond the common sense of the world, and Heather is no longer qualified to wield witch hunting knives after awakening the power of the bloodline. Hearing this reply, Cheese's brow furrowed even deeper. If the female knight couldn't use the iron rule, then it seemed to him that there was only one way to repel the demon.

The mage lifted the sleeve of his right hand and looked at his arm and palm in deep thought, his last resort was naturally to use his other power besides magic. However, this power seems to have changed lately, and Cheese doubts that he will be able to exert his due power at this critical juncture, especially when his life-saving means have already been used by Colandy.

"Don't let me down. He muttered. He shook off his sleeves and said to the two warriors beside him, "Cover me over, I'm going to run into that demon." Heather and Atticus didn't know what the mage was up to, but they could have guessed that Cheese was planning to do something dangerous, otherwise he could have done it from a distance.

"Are you sure?" asked the old knight, who had come to regard the mage as an ally to whom he could give some trust, after all, not all spellcasters would prioritize protecting ordinary warriors.

"Give it your might, it's the best way now. ”