The towering and severe castle stands in front of Leticia. The high brick and stone wall stretches across the edge of the cliff, exuding a cold majesty and simple heaviness, as if it is unattainable, but under control.
The assassin with excellent climbing skills seemed to have nothing in front of him. Leticia grabbed the gap between the stone bricks, jumped a few times, and then crossed the wall like a light bird, landing lightly on the ground.
It was surrounded by a desolate scene: flowerbeds full of withered grass, dead and shrunken trees, fountains and pools filled with miserable green stagnant water, plaster statues with their upper bodies missing, and a winding stone road, each piece of which
The stone slabs are cracked, and weeds and gray-white vines sprout from the gaps. In terms of shape and landscape, it is similar to the Gothic garden that the emerging nobles were keen to build in the Middle Ages. However, it has been abandoned for a long time and has long lost its former vitality and vitality.
Beautiful.
In a dark, damp and cold environment like Xugen Swamp, it is probably difficult to cultivate the ideal garden beauty. The descendants of Nyosu were just remembering the glorious past, so they copied it here, but later forgot about it.
How to take care of it, simply abandon it, and gradually become what it is today.
"Where should we go next?" Medien asked: "Do you know where your grandma is being held, Leticia?"
Leticia nodded slightly: "I know."
Alice was immediately curious and questioned: "How do you know?"
"Intuition."
The vampire girl used two concise words to make all Alice's doubts meaningless, and also made everyone else speechless, feeling that it was not so reliable. But now they have no way to regret it, they can only place their hope in Letty
Sia's intuition is accurate enough.
A dark clock tower is located in a corner of the garden, piercing the night sky like a unicorn's horn. The blood moon that disappears and appears hangs on the top of the tower, as if it is falling. Leticia took one look and took it back
Although the full moon was fake, it still made her feel quite uncomfortable, and the blood-red moonlight seemed to indicate something, which was disturbing.
After leaving the garden, there is a very long corridor. There are only a few pale candles releasing bloody cold flames on the silver candlesticks. Shadows flicker in the corners where the candlelight cannot shine. The atmosphere is so gloomy that it seems to be straight through the corridor.
The legendary Hades. At least Metien and Semi, who were watching this scene through Leticia's eyes, were frightened. They let out a low cry of terror at the same time, but Leticia ignored it and plunged into the darkness.
in.
There was no one guarding the corridor, and the clanging of weapons and rough roars could be heard vaguely as she advanced. It seemed that while she was busy sneaking into the castle, the magic knights united by the Order had already been defeated.
The frontal defense force broke into the castle and started a fierce battle with the remaining members of Silver Moon.
The more fierce they fight and the louder the movement, the more advantageous it is for Leticia to infiltrate. She tries to avoid the frontal battlefield and moves along corridors, windows, balconies and other inconspicuous corners, quietly shuttling through the castle.
In the shadows, no one on the two warring sides noticed that a vampire was passing above their heads or in the blind spot of their perspective.
If she encounters an unavoidable situation, she will use the dagger in her hand to clear the obstacle.
……
In the luxuriously decorated room, the furniture was messy and scattered. A bloody werewolf was panting violently, surrounded by corpses and dark red blood. Among them were corpses of the same kind, as well as corpses of enemies, demons wearing armor.
The guide knights never let go of the magic weapon in their hands even when they died in battle. Their fighting spirit was admirable, but unfortunately they were the ones who won in the end.
Wiping the blood from the corner of his eyes, after his vision became clear again, the werewolf who had barely survived was about to leave here to support other companions, but out of the corner of his vision he caught a glimpse of a petite figure passing by the corner of the room. At the same time,
, the uneasy premonition in his heart expanded and exploded like a balloon, making his hair stand on end.
Without enough time to think, he instinctively opened his mouth to let out a wolf howl and use sharp sound waves to attack the sudden enemy, but suddenly he felt a chill in his back and severe pain in the back of his neck.
The next moment, his eyes fell into darkness, and he collapsed softly on the ground, mixed in with the corpses of his companions and enemies, and lost consciousness.
After he fainted, the figure slowly appeared, past the mutilated limbs and dirty blood on the floor, and pushed the door open to leave.
……
"Those damn mad dogs are about to break through the wing, stop them!" A group of werewolves hurriedly ran down the corridor to support the battle in the wing. The werewolf walking at the back suddenly felt a warning sign in his heart and raised his head.
Start looking towards the ceiling.
A dark shadow fell from the sky, and the dagger in his hand flashed with a cold light.
This became his last impression of the world. Soon, along with the severe pain in his neck, his eyes fell into darkness and his consciousness gradually blurred. He fell down weakly, and when his body was about to fall to the ground, he was caught by the shadow, gently
He placed it on the ground without disturbing his companions who had already moved away.
The next moment, black bat wings were like flying birds, grabbing the bulge on the ceiling and flying past.
……
Like many old-time ruins, the squares, gardens and courtyards of Forozer Castle are dotted with tall towers and bell towers, some of which are for decoration, while others have battlements and arrows set up to resist enemy invasion.
Holes, crossbows and other defensive measures.
A magic knight eliminated the enemies entrenched on the top floor of the tower and occupied this commanding height. It has a good view and can overlook the overall battlefield. He began to install the aiming assist plug-in for his magic gun, preparing to take advantage of the terrain to snipe at fixed points.
Enemies that pose a greater threat on the battlefield are something that is taught in tactics courses. This is not the first time that he has done this kind of thing, so he behaves with ease.
However, just when he had just set up the sniper base of the magic gun and was about to shoot a werewolf who had killed several of his companions, he suddenly felt a cold feeling on the back of his head, followed closely by a tingling feeling. A silver flying knife flew from nowhere, accurately penetrated the gap between the armor, and was nailed to the back of his head.
The Magic Knight, who had been sniped before he could snipe others, fell to the ground silently. As his consciousness gradually blurred, he couldn't help but think: Who is it...
At the same time, a petite figure that was as light as weightless passed by his fallen body, stepped on the high edge of the tower, exerted force, and leaped lightly to the upper level of the castle.
The sound of her talking to someone seemed to be heard in the wind——
"Hey, hey, hey, the flying knife was stuck in the back of his head. Are you sure he won't die even after this?"