Destruction always comes without warning. Like a sudden earthquake, a thunderstorm without warning, or something else. In fact, it's not that all of these disasters come without any hints, it's just that they are too vague or undetectable for us to be destroyed. Curse Raven hates it. He was fed up with this feeling of not having any protection in the world, so on the first day he learned the spell, he put a curse on himself...... He will know that he is dead.

In this way, the cursed crow felt that he could feel at ease, and even if death did come, he would not be ignorant. At that time, young and even young spellcasters did not know how heavy the curse was. And as his teacher, the man didn't say anything to remind his apprentice of what a dangerous thing he was doing. And perhaps it was thought that this was the price paid by the Cursed Crow in advance, and that he had achieved far more results at this age than his own teacher or any recorded sorcerer on the curse path.

"Die in the fire. With the Raven's words, the rat people who were chasing the group were somehow all accidentally set their fur on fire as they walked through the burning streets. No matter how much they fluttered or rolled, the flames did not tend to shrink in the slightest on their bodies, but instead wrapped them around with the rat man's movements. A disgusting smell emanated from the fireballs, but in the already chaotic Iron Castle, the sight was nothing more than a drop of dew dripping into the river.

"This way!" Mona slashed through a leaping nezumi with an axe, her voice guiding them through the chaos of the city. In the panic, several people finally passed through the most chaotic part of the city, the former city lord's mansion, and the last human stronghold of the current Iron Castle also appeared in view.

As far as the eye could see, the Lord's Mansion had not suffered any major damage, perhaps due to the soldiers guarding the outer walls of the mansion and the flickering magical runes on the walls. These magical runes served to strengthen the wall, and although the number of nezumi gathered outside the wall far exceeded the rest of the city, no matter how much these nezumi roared, there was no way to directly destroy the wall.

"Look, Sander and they're still here!" Huge black bats and white timberwolves haunted the perimeter of the mansion like patronus, and they would launch a fierce attack towards the most places where the nezumi congregated, and then return to rest within the walls when their stamina dropped. The wall that obstructed the rat people from entering seemed to have the ability to distinguish between friend and foe, and would not hinder the movement of the two behemoths.

Elsa's voice undoubtedly caught the attention of the rats who were besieging the mansion. When these twisted creatures with dark green eyes turned their heads to the group, even if it was not the first time they had seen a nezumi, everyone still instinctively feared this terrible creature.

"Signal!" Mona shouted, pulling out her two-handed battle axe behind her back, and if she wanted to break through such a thick array of nezumi, a few of them alone would definitely not be enough. They had to be helped by the personnel stationed inside the mansion. And before the people inside receive the agreed signal and send someone to kill them to meet them, the only people who can rely on them are their companions and weapons in their hands.

The proprietress nodded, and drew her longbow from her back, in fact, her archery skills were far less good than Jack's, but fortunately, no one expected her to shoot anything with a bow and arrow. All she had to do was send a signal.

"Whew!" the arrows tied to the wooden whistle made a piercing screech in the air. It's the simplest signal in a chaotic situation, but the swagger brings more than just friendly attention. More nezumi noticed the direction in which the arrows were fired, and their keen hearing made the sound unbearable.

Raven raised his right hand, and a strong gust of wind mixed with dust and incompletely burned ashes on the ground and in the air blew violently towards the first to pounce on the nezumi, who couldn't help but stop because of the foreign object in their eyes, and began to rub their eyes vigorously. But how could the spell of the Cursed Crow be so simple? A cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the Cursed Crow's eyes also shone with magical light like cheese, but the light in his eyes was different from the misty halo of cheese, but a more ominous light wave.

A burst of invisible magic spread out with the spell of the cursed crow, and the bloodthirsty desire instantly occupied the hearts of those nezumi, and the nezumi blinded by the dust lost the ability to distinguish between friend and foe, and they could only obey their inner desire for destruction and frantically wave their claws, tearing all the flesh around their mouths. In this case, soon the rats in the front row are caught in an endless battle with each other, and the smell of blood in the air and the pain of injury can only make the evil curse deeper into the heart.

Although it was not the first time that they had seen a curse crow cast a spell, Mona and Elsa still felt a little churning in their stomachs when they looked at the sight of flesh and blood flying in front of them. This is different from the war between two armies on the battlefield, nor is it an encounter in a squad expedition, and even before the spell of the cursed crow, the so-called slaughter seems so merciful. Biting, gnawing, the eyes of the nezumi were cloudy, and they were bound by the curse, even if the piece of meat they were gnawing on came from their own bodies.

However, even if the curse of the crow was so cruel and destructive, it could only serve a temporary delay in the face of the large number of nezumi. Those who were not affected by the curse soon realized that those who stood in their way had lost the ability to continue fighting. And in the face of this situation, they have also made the simplest and most effective means. The nezumi on the periphery began to quickly eliminate their cursed compatriots, they were ruthless, and unlike the incapacitated nezumi who had lost their ability to think, they were often able to deal with a frenzied fellow with a single attack on the throat or other lethal parts. The crazy barrier that had been erected by the crows was soon lost once again.

Now even the curse crow has no way to delay for a while, you know, the spell master is not good at group killing. Curses are more suitable for casting on a specific target or individuals than dealing damage to a large number of targets. And the Raven, who is well-versed in the Way of the Curse, apparently knows this. Using the rest of his mana to strengthen his strength and reflexes, he also knew that the only way to survive until reinforcements arrived was to stick to it.

"Protect your backpack! or we'll be in vain!" shouted the female warrior to the proprietress with the handle of her axe to repel the pounced foe. Elsa can be seen wearing a small leather backpack in addition to the necessary equipment. The backpack appeared bulging, apparently containing something.

"So I said, where the hell did that cheese guy go when we needed it?" Cursed Raven swung his fist and punched a nezumi in the face, and the hapless nezumi quickly lost consciousness under the heavy hammer blow to the sound of bones shattering.

"Holy, can you stop complaining when it's time like this!" Holding the axe hilt with both hands to block her opponent's claws, Mona raised her left foot and kicked the enemy in front of her. She wasn't as multitasking as Cheese and Raven, for whom thinking in battle was almost habitual, but for a female warrior, the fast-paced combat required her to concentrate on dealing with enemy attacks, especially when enemies were coming from all directions.

Elsa didn't speak, and she had rarely spoken since Cheese's disappearance. The proprietress wielded two short knives to protect the backs of the Raven and Mona, while also protecting the backpack behind her with the help of the safe area that the two of them had propped up.

At this moment, the three of them suddenly felt a black overhead, and a werewolfoid creature twice the size of ordinary people fell from the sky and appeared in front of Elsa, stamping two unlucky nezumi by the way. At the same time, a pair of huge bat claws also swept past several people, slamming several nezumi off the ground before throwing them down in mid-air.

"Follow me. Jack whispered in a deep, hoarse voice, though he had become more proficient in transforming into a wolf, but the young wolfwalker still had a long way to go before he became proficient in using every part of his body. But that's enough, the half-wolf Jack has terrifying power that ordinary people can't match, he grabs a nezumi and throws it in the direction of the mansion, and the nezumi knocks down a bunch of unlucky eggs in an instant.

With the help of the wolfwalkers, several people were finally no longer passively besieged by the nezumen, and they began to run in the direction of the wall.