Dusk was not noticeable in Vale City today, and the scorching lava that flowed out of the surface emitted a strong glow, illuminating the smoke-shrouded city as bright as day. The suffocating sulfur mist filled the air, and if ordinary people were immersed in it, they would probably die of respiratory failure in a short time. But even with the protection of the cold iron, Lothar's actions here have become very reluctant. The Count of Montenegro only felt as if the leather armor on his body had been fused with his body, dissolving and solidifying.

"I said, should we take a break first. Having said that, Lothar's body had sat down uncontrollably against the wall, but the heat of the wall forced him to get back up immediately, looking indescribably embarrassed.

Cheese nodded, and he raised his hand to sweep the sweat off his forehead, which had vaporized and disappeared before it could reach the ground. Seeing this, the mage gritted his teeth, took out a water bag from his robe, and handed it to his companion. "Save some drinks, we're running out of stock. ”

The Earl nodded, apparently only rushing from the city walls to the inner city, but the water drunk and the time spent on the way gave the illusion that years had passed. Jack on the other side also changed from wolf shape, for no other reason, and the fur on the wolfwalker made him even more painful in the heat. "I feel like I'm going to lose my hair if I stay here any longer. ”

"The environment here is getting closer and closer to the abyss, and it can't be dragged on any longer. At this rate, if we don't get rid of the thing sitting on the castle before dawn tomorrow, I'm afraid the land will be completely deserted. "The mage can feel that there are a lot of substances in the air that do not belong to this world, except for the poisonous gas, and the presence of the demon lord has made this land turn into a forbidden area for life where no living beings can live. Demons are like cancers, their destruction of the world is often permanent, and those places that have been stopped by powerful demons have to go through countless sun and moon cycles before they can usher in a faint turnaround.

"Are you really sure you're going to knock that guy back?" asked Jack, taking the water bag from Lothar's hand and taking a sip of the liquid from it. The closer you get to Dodo, the more the oppressive atmosphere makes people unable to fight. The wolfwalker knew very well that although the demon sitting on the castle now was the same as the demon he had encountered in the royal capital before, his strength was completely different. It felt like the difference between a boulder and a mountain, and in the face of such an enemy, even Cheese, Jack had to doubt his ability.

The mage was silent for a moment, then turned his head to look at the burning houses not far away. The wood was not enough to burn for so long, but the houses seemed to burn no matter how much they burned, as if time had been frozen in the moment when they were ignited. "To be honest, I'm not sure I'm going to win. This is the first time I've fought against a lord-level demon, especially if it's almost completely formed. ”

"I can at least take it away, though. Without their lords, these low-level demons will not live long if they are left alone. Cheese said in a deep voice. His expression unsettled his companion, not the one of a confident mage.

"What is the cost? What is the price?" As a companion who had traveled all the way with Cheese, Jack might still not know much about magic, but he remembered how much power the caster had to pay for it. Transferring the Demon Lord from Vale City will not be an easy task.

"Don't worry about me. I can afford it. The mage smiled, but the dark clouds on his face did not diminish in the slightest. He didn't give his partner a chance to continue asking, took the water bag and drank it a little before retracting it into his robe. "It's time for us to act, and we can't recover from resting here. ”

Cheese, who was the weakest in physical strength, offered to move forward, and Wolfwalker and Count couldn't say anything. The trio regained their spirits and let the best of what little energy they had left. The battle was not without their gains, and the intensity of the confrontation forced Lothar to bond with Hearn's hand closer, and he could feel that there seemed to be some greater power in the tomahawk, but every time he thought he had succeeded in agreeing with it, it always fell short.

As for Jack, the Wolfwalker had the most wounds on his body. That's not to say he's the worst, it's just that he's often able to block undodgable attacks for his companions with his strong self-healing abilities. Frequent injuries and anger fuel the ferocity in the wolfwalker's body. This is not only reflected in the time when he turned into a wolf, but now even in human form, Jack's muscles are much stronger than before, and I believe that seeing him now, the colleagues of the Frost Guardian will definitely not call him a monkey again.

"Zla!" the lava that spread to the ground made a screeching sound as it hit the remaining stone walls. The surrounding environment became worse as they deepened, and the black fog that had been floating far away in the sky was now pressing not far above the heads of the three of them. This place is already very close to the location of the demon lord, and unexpectedly, Jack finds that the number of demons in this area is terrifyingly small. Not only did the previous three-step battle not happen, but even those demons who found a few people would consciously retreat.

"What's going on, they're scared of us?" said the wolfwalker, puzzled.

"Of course not, they just don't know us. The demons distributed here are much stronger than they have encountered before, and they have a certain ability to think and are not always hungry. So they weigh the price of every hunt. Cheese replied. He looked through the black fog and saw a six-legged creature crouching on the roof in the distance, with bat-like wings and a body as thin as a praying mantis, its six arms connected to the palms of three fingers, and its skull covered with eyes made people feel instinctively uncomfortable.

This guy has been watching them for quite some time. Compared to the dog-shaped demon that was dealt with before, this one was undoubtedly more tricky. But just as the mage was about to inform his companions that they were being targeted, a loud bang erupted from the lava pool in front of them to the right!

"Poof!" From the hot and red molten slurry, a terrifying figure jumped out and rushed towards Jack who was walking in front without the slightest hesitation.

The wolfwalker was undaunted, a sly glint flashing in his dark green wolf eyes. A low roar came from his throat, and he pretended to be attacking an enemy, but the two slid sideways as they were about to make contact, sending the demon in the lava into the air. Taking advantage of this gap, the Count of Montenegro and the battle axe in his hand had already fallen from above, slashing at the top of the demon's head!