Shortly after the battle broke out, two figures shot out from the castle one after another, passing through the night sky shrouded in darkness and mist, flying towards the fiercest battlefield. Ringer guessed that it should be the Silver One.
The two leaders of the moon: Gundaruf and Linsus. Because they transformed into giant werewolves as soon as they landed on the ground, their mountain-like physiques were filled with an indescribable sense of oppression, which made the surrounding religious groups unite.
The constructed robots and the steam chariot under their feet are as fragile and vulnerable as children's toys.
As they left, the crimson warning circle that originally covered the entire high cliff also disappeared. The cult jointly launched a raid on the virtual root swamp. Although the situation became more chaotic, it also created opportunities for Leticia's infiltration.
An excellent opportunity.
There is a winding road leading to the top of the mountain, but sneaking in from here is not feasible because the werewolves of Silver Moon have occupied the road. They left some members to guard here, while the other part followed the two
The leaders rushed towards the swamp one after another, rushing towards the battlefield that belonged to them.
In addition to werewolves, Leticia also saw more alien species: the golden-maned lion-man mixed in among the werewolves, the deer-headed spirit that flickered like a shadow, the jet-black bats passing by from the sky, and the two wings growing on their backs.
, a harpy with an eagle head and a body, holding a halberd and a spear blade... temporarily covered the night sky, so majestic and unstoppable that people couldn't help but think of the rural anecdotes that spread in the Tagu'ao wilderness in the Middle Ages.
On full-moon nights, evil monsters and spirits will parade in groups, sweeping across the wasteland and land like wild beasts out of their cages, causing humans to huddle in their humble dwellings and dare not go out.
This situation and scene seem to be reenacting the legend.
"It seems that Gundaluff succeeded."
A light, weightless voice came from Leticia's mind. She recognized that it was a girl named Olvera who was speaking. She had the impression that she was an elegant and quiet person, but for some reason, she always gave her a
A feeling of listlessness and the possibility of falling asleep at any time: "First, in the name of the Fang of Eternal Life, we gather the ambitious aliens here, and then use the external pressure of the sect alliance to force them to participate in the battle, forming an established fact. If this
If the battle can be won, even if it is only to temporarily defeat the combined attack of the religious orders, the alliance Gundaruff dreams of will be successfully formed, and he will be a well-deserved leader."
She lamented: "It is the instinct of beasts to seek survival first, and then profit. But the significant difference between humans and beasts is that they sometimes act against their instincts, so they seek profit first, and then think about how to survive."
.As a result, survival is no longer indispensable, but has become a bargaining chip for them to fight for their interests." This sentence is indeed very reasonable."
Lin Ge was silent for a moment and asked: "Which book is this?"
"Del Cassano's "The War of Humanity."
"It's a little early for you to read this kind of book."
"I just like to watch."
Olivia didn't know what she was thinking of, and she snorted angrily, expressing her dissatisfaction with Ringer: "I can't write it myself anyway!"
Ringer: "..."
The princess of Beimang is really petty. She still remembers something he casually said a few months ago. Could it be that she learned it from Alice?
Leticia couldn't understand what they were arguing about and didn't want to participate. If she couldn't sneak in from the front, she would break through from the back. With this idea in mind, she walked around to the back of the high cliff. This was a steep cliff, nearly ninety meters high.
It is so vertical that there is no place to climb. But it is not difficult for Leticia because she is a vampire and can fly...
"Huh!?"
Leticia flapped her bat wings twice, but there was no movement. The feeling of lightness and agility in the past disappeared. Her body seemed to be rooted to the ground, motionless. She opened her eyes in disbelief, because she was too shocked to
As for his tone of voice, he stuttered: "I, I can't fly!?"
Can a vampire who can't fly still be called a vampire? Just imitate werewolves and change their name to bats!
"Uh, this." Alice's somewhat guilty voice came from her mind: "Because, after all, this is a stealth-type game. If the protagonist can fly, the difficulty of stealth will be greatly reduced. So, uh, for the sake of gameplay
For consideration, I have made certain...restrictions on the protagonist's flying ability?"
"Why?" Leticia found it incredible and difficult to understand: "Why do you want to weaken your own power?"
“So it’s for gameplay reasons.”
"What is gameplay?"
"It's just fun."
"Then I don't think it's fun at all."
Leticia put away her bat wings in frustration and muttered: "Obviously I can fly, but they won't let me fly..."
"Ahem, okay, okay, don't complain anymore. This is for the sake of gameplay, so please bear with me a little longer." Alice said in a purely passerby tone, as if this mechanism was not set by herself:
"Besides, there's no other way. Can't you just climb up?"
"Climb up?"
Leticia tried her best to raise her face and looked at the steep and smooth cliff in front of her and the shadow of the huge castle standing on the top of the mountain. She did not speak, but the expression on her face clearly said: Are you kidding me? p>
I am a vampire and not a blue sheep spirit. How can I climb on such a cliff?
"Look at your skill bar, your skill bar!" Alice lamented, wishing that she could operate it instead of Leticia: "None of the assassin's skills are useless. Isn't there a skill that can come in handy right now?"
"You mean this [climbing skills]?"
"Yes, master assassins are all masters of climbing. As long as there are bumps and convexes on the wall, there is no place that cannot be climbed. You must not lose the reputation of your predecessors, Leticia!"
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Where did I come from?
Leticia really wanted to say this, but at the moment, there seemed to be no other way to sneak into the castle except climbing this cliff. In order to save her grandma, she had to believe Alice's words. After being mentally prepared, she reached out and grabbed the embedded inlaid stone.
A stone on the cliff began to climb this towering and steep cliff with an awkward posture.
The girl didn't notice that when she started to climb, the [Climbing Skills] in the skill bar automatically lit up. Then, a shadow flashed behind her. It was Metien. She seemed to be floating behind the girl.
The spirit body silently followed her figure all the way up. Miraculously, the higher she climbed, the lighter her body became, and her climbing posture and movements became more and more standard. It is difficult for normal people to
The skills she mastered are like instincts flowing in her blood, stimulated in this way and integrated into her body and soul.
She can tell at a glance which stone looks solid but has begun to loosen, and which dead tree growing on the cliff has well-developed root systems and is full of resilience, which can be used as a starting point for the next climb; she can either use one hand
She could hold on to a small stone to support her whole body weight, and she could also continuously cross more than a dozen shaky points without stopping; in the end, she was not even climbing, but jumping, and she could leap up several meters with the force of her hands.
distance, and then accurately grasped a small rock crevice, using it as a starting point to jump upward again. Sometimes she even felt that climbing up like this was easier and faster than flying up directly.<
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Under the gorgeous and enchanting blood moon, the swamp was plunged into a battle of flames and weapons. Dense magic light cannons were flying all over the sky, flashing violently and then blooming into a dazzling glare. In the darkness of the jungle and ruins, wild aliens were inspired.
They fought brutally with the heavily armed magic knights, using their flesh and blood to fight against the cold and precise magic tools. The crushed bones dyed every piece of cold sewage under the dense forest red; the huge werewolves roared up to the sky, and the sharp and shrill wolves
Amid the howl, the blood-colored moonlight trembled and whined, as if it was burning; groups of constructs flew past the wolf like silver-white birds, and the star-blue magic flow ejected from the armor on its back drew neat lines.
With its graceful arc, the muzzle continuously spits out whistling rain of light.
About survival or destruction, about eternal life or death, about the battle between the great Metosh dynasty and its lost descendants that is still going on, and in the corner where no one is paying attention, on the back of the cliff where the bloody moonlight cannot shine,
A tiny figure was climbing up at an alarming speed, gradually approaching the towering castle under the moon.
[Climbing skills: The memory hidden in your blood will tell you how to climb places where even birds cannot stand. In the most primitive era, the ancestors of assassins have conquered mountains and cliffs.]