Seeing this, Rogge couldn't help but wave his hand and make a gesture to Lilith on his shoulder, and the little furball looked up at the ugly monster on the top of the mountain, it looked like a human crawling on all fours, its back was bent into an arch, its body was covered with pus pockets and sores, and the pus that flowed out attracted a large number of mosquitoes and flies.

On its bare head, a large mouth covered with fangs took up almost half of its face, its eyes were tightly closed, and its pus-filled head looked like a bumpy ball, and its flat nostrils kept sniffing its surroundings.

"Any idea what that is?" Rog asked Lilith in a low voice.

"That's it...... What's that!" said the little furball with a look of omniscience.

"yes, that's the ......," Rogge nodded in agreement.

"What the hell is it?" said Lilith, staring at him in disgust.

"Don't you know, you little stupid bird who doesn't know how to pretend to understand!" Rog rolled his eyes at her, pointing at the monster and said, "That's a ghoul, who haunts cemeteries and feeds on corpses, and you can see this kind of thing everywhere in the Cursed Lands!"

"You haven't been to the Cursed Lands again!" Lilith said, shaking her little head in disbelief.

"Shut up, this kind of thing hasn't been near the human realm for many years, and the Sun and Moon Forest doesn't have a place for them to live, and now that they have suddenly appeared, we have to go and see who brought them here. Rog looked at the ghoul and whispered to Lilith.

"Of course it's the stinky bat princess!" said the little furball disdainfully.

"You don't need to tell me, I mean, what Elizabeth is doing all the way to bring these ghouls here, if it's to attack Dragon Bluff, then these cannon fodder are completely useless, they are not even enough for dragons to stuff their teeth!"

Rogge pointed at Lilith, who was about to open her mouth for a mouth, and warned: "Now start closing your little bird's beak, although the ghoul is blind, but the sense of hearing and smell is extremely keen, and it is often a group activity, I don't want to cause a lot of trouble!"

Lilith looked at him quietly with big eyes and said nothing, and Rogge frowned and said, "Do you understand?"

"Don't you let people talk!," Lilith said angrily.

Rog and she glared at each other, and after determining the direction of the wind, he chose to climb the cliff downwind to avoid the ghouls' detection, and he did not let Lilith use the shrinking spell to take him up the mountain, as the chanting of Lilith's unspelling spell might alarm the ghouls and expose their tracks.

A moment later, Rog climbed the cliff with great agility, and he glanced at the ghoul who was about fifty paces away from him, still with his head down and gnawing at the corpse in front of him, completely unaware of his arrival.

"It's time to work!" Rogge said silently in his heart, his left hand stretched out the gauntlet of the fallen angel, and the ghost hand flew out of the gauntlet, floating silently towards the ghoul, slamming its neck, and before the ghoul could react, the ghost hand had already brought Rogra in front of it.

The blade flashed, and the winged blade on the back of the Fallen Angel's gauntlet severed the ghoul's head, and the ghoul collapsed on his back, Rog put away the blade and looked down at the flesh-and-blood corpse in front of him, smelling a stench of corruption.

"There must be other ghouls around here, and these guys don't go it alone. Rogge said to Lilith on his shoulder as he walked to the other side of the cliff,

"There's something stinky up there! it stinks!" cried out in disgust as the little furball covered his nose with his wings, crumpling his whole little face.

"I hate to say it, but it stinks!" Rog said, pinching his nose almost at the same time, "If I'm not mistaken, I'm afraid there are a hundred ghouls up there!"

Before he could finish speaking, his footsteps had stopped at the other end of the cliff, and the scene in front of him made Rogge and Lilith hold their breath, in the valley below them, there were mountains of corpses, and on the slopes, in the valley, there were bloody corpses everywhere.

Not only that, but hundreds of ghouls were gnawing at countless corpses, and the stench of ghoul bodies and decaying corpses wafted from the valley and was almost suffocating.

"How many people did Elizabeth kill here?" Rogge muttered with disgust, frowning in disgust.

"What's the use of killing these people?" asked the little furball, puzzled.

"That's exactly what we need to know, Elizabeth won't bring so many humans here for no reason to kill, if it's just to kill, it's better to turn them into vampires and expand her army!" said Rogge, pinching his nose and scanning the valley below.

"It's a pity, if only I could conjure spirits, collect the souls of these dead people, and put their souls into the bird's body, and I'll have an army of birds!" muttered the little furball whimsically.

"Forget your fantasies, now is not the time to dream. Rogge softly poured a basin of cold water on Lilith, his eyes swept over the pile of corpses in the valley, and suddenly frowned, and said to himself, "These corpses...... Something seems wrong. ”

"Have you found anything?" asked the little furball, impatiently.

"Didn't you notice? all the corpses had no heads, all the corpses we could see from here were headless!" Rog said, pointing to the valley below, and Lilith followed the direction of his finger, and despite the darkness of the night, the owl's eyes allowed her to see everything in the valley clearly.

"That's right, where did the head go? Did they all be eaten?" Lilith looked back and asked curiously, "When I eat roast suckling pig, I like to eat the pig's head first!"

"So you're a little pig-headed eagle!" Rogge glanced at her with slanted eyebrows, pointed to the corpses scattered all over the valley, and said, "Ghouls can't eat heads, they like to eat internal organs, and not only in areas where ghouls are concentrated, but even in areas where there are no ghouls, the corpses are headless!"

"This is the second time you've called me Piggy Hawk, and I'll hold a grudge!" Little Furball replied menacingly, ignoring what Rogge was saying.

"Shut up, you little fool, I don't have time to quarrel with you right now, I have to clean up these ghouls first!" Rogge said as he reached out to touch the ghost fire gun on his waist, and Lilith flew down to turn into a little loli, snatching the ghost fire gun and running aside.

"Hey, what are you doing, give it to me!" Rog whispered back to her.

"I'll put it down, I know what you're going to do!" Lilith clutched the Ghost Fire Gun in both hands, as if she had made up her mind.

"This is no joke! Don't mess around!" Rogge frowned and beckoned to her, Lilith pouted disdainfully and said, "What's the big deal, I'll use the stupid girl's silver firecracker, I'll put this one!"

Rogge had no choice but to agree to let her shoot, Lilith clenched the ghost fire gun with both hands, aimed at the starry night sky above the valley, turned back and proudly raised her little face to Rogge, let go of one hand and pulled the trigger with the gun in one hand.

With a "bang", a green ghost fire bullet shot straight into the sky, but at the same time, Lilith couldn't hold it with one hand because she underestimated the recoil of the ghost fire gun, and the ghost fire gun in her hand instantly fell off her feet and rolled down the steep slope down the mountain.

"Oh no, you little bastard!" Rog glared at Lilith and pointed at her and shouted, "Wait here, don't go anywhere!"

The sudden fall startled the ghoul who was gnawing at the corpse, and it jerked its head up, sniffing the smell around it vigilantly, its ears monitoring the surrounding movements, and suddenly it turned around and pounced, jumping in the direction from which the footsteps came.

The winged blade tore through the ghoul's claws, and Rog kicked the ghoul away with his flying feet, jumped up on the pile of corpses, grabbed the ghost fire from the corpses, and when he looked up, he found that all the ghouls around him had raised their heads towards where he was, opened their mouths and screamed, and moved quickly to besiege him.

"I'm going to be killed by this little bastard!" Rog raised his ghostfire bolt to blast the head of the nearest ghoul, turned and jumped off the pile of corpses and rushed towards the cliff, the swarm of ghouls swarming like a nest of locusts behind him.

Suddenly, a huge fireball burning with green flames fell from the sky, bombarding less than a hundred meters behind Rogge, blasting the ghouls into pieces, and the strong shock wave knocked Rog to the ground, he struggled to get up from the ground, and when he turned around, he suddenly saw the second ghost artillery shell rushing towards him.

"Oh, hell!" Rogge jumped up from the ground, and suddenly his body shrunk into a small man the size of a fingernail in a flash of red light, and the little black owl swooped down and grabbed him, and quickly pulled it up and flew into the air, the ghost cannon exploded behind them, and the wave of air that set off instantly shook the small furball away.

"Quick, turn me back!" Rogge shouted, Lilith hurriedly recited the spell, and Rogge, who had changed back to his original form, took the little furball in his arms and fell heavily on the cliff with his back down.

He struggled to sit up from the ground, let go of his hands and looked down, the little furball timidly looked at him with big eyes, and was relieved to see that he was okay.

"You ......" Rogge was about to open his mouth to reprimand her, but Lilith hurriedly interrupted him: "It's me who is not good, I shouldn't be able to do it, next time I won't dare again, never play with firecrackles again!"

Rogge looked down at the black bird in his two hands, looked at the apology that flashed in her big eyes, couldn't help but shrug his shoulders and smile, he lifted her up with his hand and made her jump on his shoulder, got up and walked to the edge of the cliff.

At this time, the valley was covered with the fierce fire of the ghost pirate ship, and the overwhelming undead shells bombarded every piece of land in the valley, turning piles of corpses and ghouls into ashes like ploughing, and the deafening explosion drowned out the screams of all ghouls before they died.

When the bombardment of the ghost ship ended, there was no living thing left in the valley, only broken flesh and bones like mud on the ground, Rog looked down at the scorching valley, and suddenly heard a gloomy voice behind him: "Lone wolf, I didn't expect to see you here, I think you should remember our old accounts!"