In the corridor at the gate of the spire, the suffocating silence lasted for more than a minute.

Finally, Hrude broke the silence: "Roland, what's going on inside?"

"The entrance is a spiral staircase. There are not many steps. If you turn the first half of the way, you can see a hall. It is Vermia's restaurant. The left side of the restaurant is the kitchen entrance, and a small door on the back of the right, which should lead to the top of the tower. In the past, I was only allowed to enter the restaurant, and I have never been there." Roland described the situation in detail as much as possible.

This message didn't satisfy Hrud, but it was better than not, and he waved: "Guys, raise your shields, protect the mage and archers, and follow me into the tower!"

"Wait~" Miller said to stop him.

"What's wrong?" asked Hrud.

"Permia must have prepared some evil spells in the tower. If we go in directly, it will be very dangerous!" Miller frowned. He felt a vague fluctuation of mana. He had never seen such fluctuations before, which made him feel an ominous premonition.

"What should I do?" Hrud was very embarrassed. He had just seen Vermia's evil spirit and was almost wiped out. He dared not be lucky at this moment.

Miller turned to Roland and looked at him: "Young man, what do you think?"

Roland thought for a while and said, "I recommend burning it with fire."

"Use fire?" Miller's eyes lit up.

"Yes." Roland continued: "In the basement of the castle, there is a material storage room, which contains a lot of whale oil, whale oil and firewood, piled up at the door, burning violently, the heat rises, and the entire spire becomes a steamer..."

Before he finished speaking, Hrud waved his hand and decisively denied: "This method is not possible!"

"Why can't it?" Roland felt that this was a very good idea. He burned the spire clean with a fire. Ren Pumia was scheming and was steamed into barbecue. As for the female thief mentioned by the sergeant before, he must have died in the tower at this moment, and there is no need to take such a huge risk for a dead person.

Anyway, as long as there is enough fire and enough fire, even this spire can burn.

Unexpectedly, the Mage Miller, who had just agreed, nodded: "It's true."

Hrud gritted his teeth and shouted: "Soldiers, form a shield formation, let's go in!"

"Hey~ Why is this?" Roland felt that this method was stupid, and it was no different from dying.

Miller smiled bitterly: "We have difficulties."

They came to save people. If they really attacked with fire, Phimia would naturally burn it to death. His Highness must be over. Although His Highness may have been dead, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, they cannot give up.

"Crazy~"

The soldiers put their shields on their heads together, formed a huge shield wall, and began to slowly advance towards the restaurant in the spire.

Roland had no choice but to follow, but he naturally would not go with the flow: "Wait."

"What else?" Hrud turned back with some dissatisfaction. He now felt that the boy was a little verbose.

Roland pointed to the black iron thick door: "I suggest you remove this iron door first. In this way, if there is any danger ahead, you can ensure that the rear road is not blocked."

Hrud's eyes lit up and he nodded: "Yes, you're right, I'm impatient."

"Soldiers, break the door first."

Next, more than a dozen soldiers took action together and removed the iron gate in two strokes.

Vermia's voice sounded again in the air: "Roland, you have a disgusting mouth! I regret not tearing it up early in the morning!"

The voice was still hoarse and gloomy, but there was a hint of unconcealed anger.

Hrud heard it and laughed: "Fumia, don't worry, I will be able to stab the sword into your throat soon!"

After saying that, he waved his hand and shouted, "Soldiers, keep moving forward!"

The soldiers re-formed the shield formation and slowly moved forward.

The steps below 20 steps took 10 minutes. After 10 minutes, the group entered the spacious restaurant.

The restaurant was still empty and it was very messy. There were many bones, minced meat, and fragments of clothes on the table.

As soon as he saw the clothes, Master Miller's pupils suddenly shrank. He rushed out of the shield formation regardless of danger, walked over quickly, picked up the clothes and carefully examined them. After half a minute, he suddenly let out a scream of "ah~" and sat down to the ground.

"What's the situation?" Hrud asked hurriedly. He was standing beside Miller to protect his safety. Seeing his reaction so fiercely, his heart sank.

"It's your highness's clothes. These are all!" Miller's voice trembled.

"What did you say?!"

Hrud shivered all over his body. His eyes turned around his clothes, and suddenly turned to the broken bones and flesh. As he looked, he suddenly walked forward and picked up a broken bone to look carefully. After a dozen seconds, he suddenly roared in anger: "Permia, you beast! You evil ghost crawled out of the abyss! You Tifeng's lackey!"

Miller's forehead leaped straight and his whole body trembled violently: "The rare evil in the world, the unforgivable demonic behavior! It should be subject to eternal stolen!"

Hrud was extremely angry. He pointed to the small door behind the restaurant and roared loudly: "Soldiers! Rush! Go up the spire! Kill the evil mage and cut off his head!"

"yes!"

The sword and shield warriors responded together, raised their shields, and rushed towards the small gate with great strides.

These soldiers acted so quickly and the will of the sergeant Hrud was so decisive that although Roland did not agree with his actions in his heart, he did not dare to object.

He was afraid that the furious soldier would kill him with one sword.

Soon, the first warrior arrived at the door. Just as he stepped into the small door, his body suddenly flew backwards at a terrifying speed, and the soldiers who ran into the road were knocked down one after another.

What's scary is that the first warrior was exhausted on the spot. The shield in his hand was directly shattered, and all the soldiers who were smashed had broken bones and tendons. Except for lying on the ground and moaning, none of them could get up to continue fighting.

‘Click~Click~’

A creeping crack came from the front. Roland looked in the sound and saw spider-web-like cracks appearing on the walls around the small door, then protruding outwards, and finally a large area fell down with a "bang". A large hole four or five meters high appeared on the wall. The entrance was pitch black, and a little cold white light could be seen vaguely, and a heavy breathing sound continued to be heard.

The mage Miller immediately shouted: "Be careful, it's the one-eyed demon Grod!"

The chief sergeant Herod was as if he was facing a great enemy and raised his shield to block everyone: "Arrower is ready!"

Roland shouted immediately: "No, it's not just the one-eyed demon, it has changed, its eyes have glowed, its size has become bigger, and its skin has become darker!"

"Ho~~ho~~"

Amid the heavy breathing, a one-eyed demon nearly five meters high walked out. His one-eyed eye was covered with a pale cold light, the black skin on his body shone with a metallic luster, and purple flames were wrapped around his sharp claws, which made people feel terrified at first glance.

"Shoot the arrow!" Herod yelled.

"Swoosh~swoosh~swoosh~~"

The arrow shot towards the terrifying giant beast like rain.

But the giant beast just closed its eyes, and after the sharp arrows hit the one-eyed demon, they were actually bounced open by the other party's skin.

The terrifying scene made the soldiers scream, and even the Sergeant Commander Hrud looked incredible.

In the corner, Roland didn't make a sound. He silently retreated to the wall, staring at the one-eyed demon, and whispered in his heart: "Copy the target."

He needs to do an offensive and defensive simulation experiment.

"Rich attack~humble mortals~ you never know what power is!" The one-eyed demon actually spoke, his voice hoarse and gloomy, exactly the same as Phomia.

Faced with this terrible scene, Miller suddenly screamed: "Permia~ You actually use the art of sacrifice for living people! Oh, Goddess of Life~ I beg you to bring down the divine punishment and let this demon who blasphemed life be crushed to pieces!"

The one-eyed demon laughed: "Master~ Before you die, you were so childish. The goddess of life Yatina is not the god of our Glenmai people at all! That is just a heretic of the belief in Light Spirit! You actually prayed for the evil god to the divine punishment, ridiculous! Sadly!"

"What is a sacrifice for a living person? Didn't Phimia run out of mana? How could he still cast a spell?" Herod asked quickly.

Miller explained quickly: "A very evil necromancer technique, which requires no magic power. You can start it as long as you know the real name of the evil god! Through sacrifice, the evil magic presents the living soul to the evil god, and he receives power from the evil god in return. Now, Phumia uses the soul-taking technique, controls the one-eyed demon, and injects the evil god's power into the one-eyed demon's body. Even if we defeat this demonized one-eyed demon, Phumia is still alive."
Chapter completed!