The wolfwalker's head poked cautiously into the ramparts, just high enough to reveal his eyes. After making sure that there were no enemies as far as the eye could see, and that the rest of his body's senses were no different, Jack climbed the battlements of the ravine first. As soon as he stepped on the ground, he immediately kept his body as close to the ground as possible like a toad, to prevent anyone from seeing him from a distance. After waiting for almost three minutes and nothing happening around him, Jack kicked the rope and told his companion to follow.

The werewolf was followed by Lothar, the Count of Montenegro carrying Hearn's hand behind his back, the glittering blade of the axe wrapped in a coarse cloth. Lothar lowered his body as well, he and Jack looked at each other, nodded, and then turned and pulled the networm up from outside the walls. It was not for nothing that these three men were the vanguard of the breakout, the Wolfwalkers' keen senses, Lothar's military knowledge, and the experience of the female mercenaries were all indispensable. And with their skills, even if they encounter any enemy on the city wall, they have the strength to fight.

"Shhh In her opinion, the city walls were no longer a place for humans to set foot in, let alone deal with the demon lord who used the castle as a seat, and flesh and blood alone could not break through the valley city full of poisonous gas and high temperatures.

The Count of Montenegro shook his head slightly, and he unsipped his shirt and showed the networm what was hanging around his neck. The mercenary was no stranger to it, and she had a pendant on her chest that was exactly the same, and its appearance was made in the shape of a hexagonal snowflake, made entirely of white metal, and the cheese was called cold iron. According to the mage, the amulet made of cold iron protects the wearer from the heat and poisonous mist, and it can even resist magic to some extent, which is why most casters hate this metal. Some wizards even refer to it as "Werewolf Gold", referring to its same characteristics as Wolfwalkers.

But even though Cheese vouched for the properties of the cold iron, the networm didn't think that this small piece of amulet alone would do anything. And she faintly felt that the cold iron pendant was like a magnet actively sticking to her skin, this cold touch made people uncomfortable, as if there was a knife against her chest at any time. However, the mercenary could not escape at such a time, so she held the spider-shaped dagger in her leather boots in her hand and kissed the spider ornament on the bottom of the hilt, which was the custom of the spider tamers to pray.

The fourth to climb the wall was Cheese, the mage himself could not wear cold iron, the metal was no different from poison to him, but fortunately, the robes from the Grey Tower themselves had a variety of protective abilities that allowed the wearer to quickly adapt to changes in the environment. Cheese's gaze swept over the city, and he remembered that the last time he visited, it was a dilapidated fortress but still a complete fortress, but now that the entire city of Vale was on fire, no other creature would like the environment, except for demons. As for the giant in the distance, the mage didn't look at it, he was afraid that the other party would detect his gaze.

Cheese quickly pulled chalk out of his cuff and drew a spell on the city wall as he stood firm, knowing that there were not only demons here, but also the need to shield from witches. When the twelve spells were written, the area on the city wall became a relatively safe position, and Elsa, Kolanti, and Mona, who were relatively less skilled and experienced, climbed up at this time.

"Are you really going to go any further?" the mage asked, half-kneeling on the ground, observing the situation in the city, as he turned to the three behind him. In the original plan, Elsa and the others should not appear here, first of all, the number of cold iron amulets is limited, which was originally a prop used by Cheese to suppress the emission of magic when doing research, and he didn't carry much. Without the protection of the cold iron, several people, including Kelanty, would not be able to move in the valley at this time. It was only before that the mage did not know that the situation in the city had reached such a serious level that he would agree to follow them. Now it seems that this may be the best time to go our separate ways.

The three of them looked at each other, and they all understood that insisting on following Cheese into Valley City was just a burden on their companions. After a brief silence, he gave up on this plan. Red Fox cautiously moved to the mage's side, looking at Cheese's back, wanting to reach out and touch it but fearing to disturb his observations. Eventually, he whispered, "Understood, we'll be waiting for you back at the camp outside the city." Please, be sure to come back. ”

The mage nodded, not looking back, all his energy was now focused on the demons in the city. But just as Elsa and the others were about to leave, Cheese suddenly said, "You go and camp on the north side of the valley." Take this and call Migo over to help if necessary. After that, regardless of whether the other party heard it or not, he threw the dragon flute to the red fox and stopped talking.

Lothar watched as Mona grabbed the rope and slid under the walls, carefully approaching the networms, "Do you want to come with them?"

The Count of Montenegro looked a little funny at this time, and the mercenary almost laughed when she saw his cautious look. However, the networm still controlled his expression in time, and said in an unhappy tone, "What? Do you think it's useless for me to stay here?"

"No, it's just—" Lothar scratched his head, he didn't know how to express himself in this situation, "Wizard and Jack aside, I still have Hearn's hand, but you, you don't have the ability to hurt those demons." ”

Hearing this, the networm looked angry, and she reached out and grabbed the placket of the Count's chest, "Don't forget whose dagger you used to kill that fake apothecary in the first place. ”

When she reminded Lothar of this, it seemed true that he had not yet obtained the witch-hunting knife, and that it was the mercenary's dagger that had been able to kill the monster posing as an apothecary. Now that I think about it, it's still a mystery why the dagger of the networm has the ability to kill the devil's bloodline. At the same time, the Count also realized that it was not just the dagger, but he did not know the woman in front of him except for the code name of the webworm and the identity of the spider tamer.

The cold touch interrupted Lothar's thoughts, and he stared blankly at the spider-shaped dagger that was stuffed into his hand, the back of his head pulled by the webworm forcing their faces to become extremely close. "Take it back, you still owe me a big deal. As the words fell, the Count's lips were touched by something. It took him three seconds to realize that it was the mercenary's lips, but the other had already slid down the wall with Elsa. This kiss did not have the slightest sweet taste, the mercenary's lips were covered with fine cracks due to excessive exercise, and the smell left was only sweat and dirt, but such a kiss made Lothar's body surge with a lot of power that he couldn't even explain.

Jack whistled, and there was a cheese barrier in it, so that the sound would not attract the attention of the enemy.

"It looks like it's just the three of us in this operation. ”