The corridors and living room of the main castle were littered with the severed limbs of guards and servants, just as there were many Lemures wandering around.
Judging from the tattered clothes and incomplete bodies of the Lesser Demons, many of the guards who were killed had their souls corrupted by demonic properties due to excessive fear before they died. As a result, their corpses became something between undead and demons, the lowest level of monsters in Hell.
Night had quietly arrived. The various lights that should have been lit in the castle had been left unlit due to the slain servants and the fact that the remaining servants were too busy running for their lives. As such, the entire castle was dark, and with the bloodstains, corpses, and the Lemures that roamed the castle, Xi Wei felt as if his believers were playing Resident Evil in another world.
The level of the Lesser Demons depended on the strength of the deceased, which was around level 5 to 10. Their templates were just normal monsters that were slightly stronger than skeletons. As long as they were in an open space, the players would not be afraid of them at all.
Be that as it may, the Silver Eagle Castle was a landmark of Tunaya and covered a vast area. Slowly searching for it was equivalent to walking around Disneyland.
When they somehow arrived at the dining hall after clearing their way through their enemies, Angora realized that it wasn't a good idea to keep running around aimlessly. While he was familiar with the path here, the biggest problem now was that he didn't know where the destination was. That was why he quickly asked Kinley, an apprentice alchemist who had escaped from the main castle.
"Kinley, where's the confrontation between my father and Pompey?"
At the moment, Kinley was in a stunned state.
Although she had already guessed that the followers must have some ability or they wouldn't have dared to attack the main castle, she was still stunned by the Players' mobility.
Why could their swords release beams and shockwaves? What? You call that swordsmanship? Not even the aura-cultivating fellows in the Temple of Glory would dare to do that!
Why did that big guy knock his chest plate out of nowhere and shout 'Son of a b * tch!'? Why did the Lemures ignore the others who were walking in front of them and attack him instead? Are big chest muscles really that attractive to Lemures?
Why did the Lemures that were shot by the Ranger's arrow float in the air for no apparent reason? I've tolerated your slide tackle before, but isn't this going against common sense?
That Magician was more normal … What the hell! Why didn't he need casting materials, chanting, or casting motions to cast spells? It's fine if you say that your attainments are profound, but if your attainments are profound, is there a need to shout out the name of magic?
Also, why was the little girl who had been eating her candy obediently swinging her book like a meteor hammer? Moreover, it could basically blow up a Lesser Demon's head with one shot. This power was just too terrifying!
"Ah?" The girl, who appeared to be having a breakdown over the Players' performance, quickly came to her senses when Angora asked her. "Oh, Uncle Faust and the others are retreating to the tallest tower at the center of the main castle!" She quickly replied.
Angora quickly learned the location and became a little more impatient — the tower was definitely one of the most defensible and difficult to attack spots in the castle, but it was also a place where there was absolutely no way out. Horan had clearly been forced into a desperate situation where he had no other choice, which was why he finally decided to defend the tower.
"Ugh, my milk pudding …"
Beside him, Eleena looked at the fridge that the Lesser Demons had knocked over (it was a fridge filled with ice and not modern appliances) and the pudding that was now a puddle inside, her little face filled with sorrow.
"Bear with it. I'll take you to have some cream cake after this battle is over!" Angora consoled her impatiently.
"Oh!"
Hence, the little girl became spirited once again and brandished her meteor hammer (tome) to smash an Lemure's head — the contrast between her innocent smiling face and the blood-stained meteor hammer (tome) was so stark that Kinley couldn't help shuddering as she watched from a corner.
As someone who had lived in this castle for over a dozen years, Angora led the Players to the highest tower with ease.
However, they ran into the biggest problem in the room beneath the tower.
"One, two, three … Whoa, why are there so many Lesser Demons here?" Jessica was trembling in fear as she stared at the swarm of enemies.
Almost twenty Lesser Demons were guarding the room, blocking the entrance to the spiral staircase leading to the tower.
"Careful, everyone! It's Big Brother … Pombert's personal guards. "Angora recognized the origin of the Lesser Demons with a single glance at their attire.
What gave the Players the most pressure was not just the Lesser Demons that were in perfect condition, but a monster that was clearly taller than the average Lesser Demon, its body bulging with muscles and a long, powerful arrow-shaped tail. It was called Lesser Demon Warlord from the name above its head, and most likely transformed from the captain of Pombert's personal guards.
It was at least level 25, and it was an Elite Mode. It certainly wouldn't have been a match for the Players if it was alone, but the problem was that there were almost twenty normal Lesser Demons that were buffed by it, and the Players couldn't just gang up on it.
"There's no other way … Vela, take His Lordship to the tower. We'll think of a way to deal with these guys. "
Edward quickly came up with a battle plan after some thought.
He knew that Angora had a wand that could summon powerful fighters, and from a certain point of view, Angora was the most powerful being in the party at the moment. He wouldn't have to worry even if he had to face an enemy that was turning into a demon. Moreover, Pombert's problem was the Faust Family's problem, which was why Edward decided to let Angora and the others face the main character.
If they could avoid arousing suspicion, it would be better for them to stay out of the way. As for Vela … Ahaha …
Angora understood Edward's intentions as well, and nodded in agreement. After all, he was a lord who had never participated in battle, and it was better to listen to the Players who were professionals when it came to tactics.
"Miss Alchemist, please stand outside the door. You can run if we can't hold them off. Joe, Taunt those guys; Goudan, harass them and find a chance to attack their weak points; Jessica, pay attention to Joe's HP; I'll be the main damage dealer; Eleena, erm … can you not kill steal this time? "
"Rua —!" The little girl waved her tome and made a sound that was unclear whether it was agreement or refusal.
In that moment, every Player, including Angora, looked at each other tacitly, and smiled determinedly at the same time.
They shouted at the same time —
"For the quest!" "For the equipment!" "For the EXP!" "For the cream cake!" "For justice … Eh?"
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