After taking a walk around the ruined house.

Tucker came to the position of the window glass near the toilet location.

Of course, there are no windows or glass now, only the remains of the windows that have been blown out.

It's not too obvious a trace vein, but it's confirmed to be a shadow trace.

He fell through the window, smashed into the pile of bones below, and fled into the depths of darkness.

"The floor on the second floor is still not high enough, if it is twenty stories high, how can it cost him another quarter of his life if he falls, and maybe he can fall to his death on the spot."

Staring into the darkness for a moment, Tucker retracted his gaze.

The Shadowwalker fled, and while Tucker revealed his true identity, it didn't matter.

It was enough for Taniru to be able to block a sneak attack.

"Except for the guy who escaped, the material resources on the other three people, extraordinary equipment, etc., are almost close to three thousand magic gold."

"Coupled with the resources in my hands, I almost have more than 4,000 magic gold."

"Although it didn't materialize, those resources were not bad."

"It's time to exchange some more resources and ...... from Master Aubrey for the resources I need Witchcraft too. Tucker pondered.

Inside the house.

The whipping and reprimands of the leather whip came and went.

Dream Maker Sheep was chained to a stone pillar by Taniru.

A whip fell, accompanied by Taniru's scolding: "Let you not move!" ”

"Baaa

"You dare to talk back, don't you?" Another whip.

“……”

"Don't scream, this is better to die than surrender, right?"

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!

The whip crackled.

"Baa Baa ......"

"How dare you scream so much? Look at you're tired. ”

"Baa Baa ......"

"Lao Tzu told you that your current breath is a crime, and you still dare to call me?"

The desperate and terrible cry of the sheep could not be stopped.

After being half dead, Taniru gave the opponent a life activation spell.

This spell allows the injured person to recover quickly, but instead reduces the lifespan.

Belongs to the kind of witchcraft that trades lifespan for recovery.

Originally, it was a healing spell used to save the emergency.

But now in Taniru's hands, it has become a whetstone for torture.

Since the other party was beaten miserably, he would not die, but he could also withdraw the vitality of the other party, and he could complete the venting of anger in his heart.

This wave is a win-win-win, to say the least.

It's almost done.

Taniru then looked at the wizard "Gran" who was nailed to the wall.

The hook that had previously contained the source energy was fastened to the wizard's shoulder.

At this time, the wizard Grand, looked at the sheep that had been pumped and turned out, and was being treated, and he knew that he would not be able to escape today.

"If I ask you anything, I will answer anything, and I will give you a good time when the time comes."

"And that guy ...... I'll use the priest's surgery to gradually disassemble his sequence, make it completely scrapped, and finally sell it to the cryptmen. ”

"Hey...... The crypt people know that some of the sheep we sell to them are human, so they sell them to the kobolds for the resale trade. ”

"And kobolds are the least picky eaters."

"Oh yes, I forgot to tell you, kobolds, what they like most is to roast whole sheep over the fire."

"If you don't cooperate honestly, I will also disassemble your sheep transformation sequence, so that you can also become a sheep."

At one time, Grand considered himself a devout believer.

Now it seems that he is a lot worse.

Grand's legs were already shaking.

"I say!" Wizard Grand squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying.

After turning around, he whipped the Dream Master Sheep a few more times.

Taniru then turned around and nodded cautiously.

"Good!"

Not far away, Tucker sat on a couch with three of his four legs broken.

In Tucker's hand, on the other hand, is a "parchment book".

This is a good thing that St. Lander has delivered from the bustling steam city-states on the southern continent.

With Taniru's inquiry with the answer of the wizard Gran.

The veins built by the Touch Spirit draw tiny inks from the inkwell next to them and land them on the parchment.

On the parchment book, lines of text appeared.

The conversation between the two was recorded in detail by Tucker.

…………

A few hours later.

Tucker recounted the conversation in detail.

The knowledge context absorbs all this information.

"The situation outside here is indeed a bit troublesome, and according to the current situation, Ramour is afraid that ......"

Tucker pondered quietly.

"I may not be able to hold out until I go down to the Demon King's Tomb to pry the coffin board."

With this in mind, Tucker put away the parchment book.

As Tucker got up, the couch, with only one leg left, fell to the ground.

"I'm going to Mentor Lamour."

"You can dispose of these two guys as you like, and besides, I asked Amanti to leave here a few spiritual undead skeletons downstairs, let them come up and clean up here."

With that, Tucker walked up the tower staircase, heading upwards.

As he walked forward, Tucker had in mind the current situation of the Ramour Tower.

Although it is now a gray date.

But...... Rameau's sky dome was also polluted.

The gray mist of the dark sun descended from an exotic dimension, and the abnormal sunlight of the day of the ashes could not penetrate and shine on Lamour.

The current Ramor is probably bleaker than the night of the ashes.

At least, the Moon of Ashes still has moonshine.

And now, there is no light, only darkness and death.

With the day of the ashes being blocked.

The ecology of La Mor is constantly being squeezed and infiltrated.

Even if Tucker didn't go out, he could still feel the pressure from outside getting heavier and heavier through the last rare [shelter] vein here.

The underground dungeon defense line is defended.

But the lighthouse wall defense line on the surface completely collapsed.

Many of the outposts' lighthouse strongholds were also flooded with darkness.

Except for the Tower District.

Several other districts can basically be said to be completely annihilated.

Some of them fled to the tower.

One fled underground.

There are also some good ones who plan to cross the wilderness at night and arrive in St. Landers.

But there is news coming.

A lot of people walked and were frozen into statues.

Even a moment ago, he was talking and laughing, but in the blink of an eye, it became an ice sculpture.

Escaped from the shelter of the Steam Tower of La Morr.

The cold of the moon of ashes is extraordinarily frozen!

At present, the surface and underground areas of the tower area, as well as the underground defense line, are temporarily safe.

Everywhere else, there are people from the Church of the Dark Sun, and the Cult of the Dark Sun, who are as ferocious as hyenas.

And these days, there is no infestation from the Moon of Ashes.

Some people began to form groups to leave the Ramour Tower.

From the wizard's mouth, Tucker learned.

What the Church of the Dark Sun wants now is for those people to gradually leave Lamour.

What seems to be a way out is actually nothing more than a trap disguised by the enemy.

On the way to St. Rand, there are plenty of hunting knights of the Church of the Dark Sun, as well as the Fallen of the Dark Sun, to devour and eat the food that walks!

The dark sun, like a giant beast, is devouring Lamor little by little, indifferently and mercilessly.