The night in Oldham is particularly dark.

There is no moon in the night sky, only a few stars scattered in the dark blue sky.

It was so dark all around that it was really hard to see.

There is not a single light in the huge city of Aldheim, and the entire city seems to be dead...in fact, it is really dead.

All the residents in the original city had been killed by the dark mages and transformed into undead zombies using dark magic. Then, they drove them to the battlefield hundreds of miles away.

There is only an empty city left here. Except for those lichs, dark mages, and their subordinates, there is no one left.

It was a veritable silence.

In this silent night, one could only occasionally hear the crackling sound of some small animals kicking down stones, and occasionally a long howl of a wolf, or the howl of an unknown beast.

The strange sounds add to the eeriness and terror of this city.

Vera stood guard in front of the window on the second floor of an empty room. She carefully poked half her head out of the empty window and looked out nervously.

At this moment, Miss Vera's face was painted with a layer of oil paint, and she wore a steel helmet that looked like a melon peel crookedly on her head, completely covering her long, smooth blue hair. She wore a pair of high-top military boots at her feet.

The soles of military boots are made of some kind of soft material. They make almost no sound when walking like a cat.

Her exquisite and graceful body was covered with a dark brown camouflage suit, which was also covered with a fine camouflage net.

It's just that the originally loose clothes couldn't hide her proud figure. Her plump chest bulged so high that even the clothes were stretched.

In particular, there is a wide belt tied around the slender and soft waist, which is densely packed with bullets. At a glance, he looks heroic and energetic.

However, for Vera's plump and tall figure, this originally loose clothes was obviously not very comfortable. From time to time, she had to pull her chest with her hands or straighten the hem.

The camouflage performance of this suit of clothing is excellent. If it weren't for her pair of beautiful eyes that are brighter than the stars, it would be impossible for anyone walking by Vera to notice her.

Even if they are very close, they will only regard this strange outfit as a mottled stone or a pile of weeds.

Although the night was dark at this time, it could not block Vera's eyes. Although her field of vision was not as wide or clear as during the day, it did not affect Vera's ability to see the surroundings clearly.

At this moment, Vera frowned, her face full of anxiety and uneasiness, and she glanced nervously in the direction of the temple in the city from time to time.

There is the thing that Miss Vera is most afraid of...no, the thing she hates the most - the lich.

Even in this place far away from the city center, Vera could smell the putrid and disgusting smell of the lich in the temple.

"Why hasn't the young master come back?" Vera whispered in a voice that could only be heard by herself.

It had been a while since Lorraine entered the goblin's house.

It won't take that long to bring a goblin out.

"Have we fallen into a lich trap?" Vera secretly guessed in her heart. She was a little worried and hesitated whether to follow him or not.

However, the order Lorraine left for Vera when she left was to wait here in hiding and not come out until Lorraine calls her, no matter what happens, she will not come out until she is beaten to death.

Based on her understanding of Lord Luo, if she wanted to deal with Lorraine, even if the high priest came in person, it would be impossible for him to make no noise at all.

Just when she was thinking wildly, she saw a black shadow suddenly flash past under the corner of the wall not far away, and then hid in a hidden place in the thickness of the wall.

It would be difficult for an ordinary person to detect this kind of movement. Even if he saw it, he would think it was some kind of small animal. Because the speed of this black shadow was too fast and it didn't make any sound.

But Vera's eyes lit up and she immediately became energetic.

Because it was Lorraine who came.

At this time, Lorraine was crouching in the darkest corner. First, she carefully looked out for a moment and listened to the goings on around her.

It wasn't until he was sure there was no one nearby that he waved in Vera's direction.

Although Lorraine couldn't see Vera, it was certain that Vera's keen eyesight could clearly see her.

After a while, Vera walked over with her slim waist and tiptoe along the wall.

It’s just that Vera’s actions almost made Lorraine’s nose crooked with anger.

This girl doesn't seem to know what concealment is. She walks on the road openly. Even if you are hunched over and tiptoeing, looking sneaky, who can't see such a big living person on the roadside?

Fortunately, the goblin warehouse is relatively remote.

Those noble dark mages disdain to live with these inferior races to avoid being contaminated by their filth. Therefore, they all live far away.

Moreover, usually no one would come to this dirty and messy place, not to mention that the entire city is now empty.

Vera trotted to Lorraine, happily lay on Lorraine's shoulder, lowered her voice, and said happily: "Master, I'm here..."

Then he saw that it was just Lorraine. He couldn't help but blinked and said, "Hey...what, where is that goblin?"

However, Lorraine raised her hand and knocked hard on Vera's forehead, and whispered: "Low-key, low-key, I told you several times, go back to the street. Be careful to attract the lich."

"Ouch~!" Vera covered her forehead and cried out in pain. While rubbing it, she pouted her little mouth and said aggrievedly: "I know."

"That guy isn't coming anymore." When Lorraine spoke, she felt strange.

In Lorraine's impression, goblins have always been timid and fearful, but the two goblins he knew were more bold and ambitious than the other, and both had the talent to be spies.

A goblin spy??~!!!

Although Lord Luo felt that he had never been racist, it was still a bit ridiculous to think that the goblin would risk his life and willingly engage in the high-risk industry of espionage.

But in fact, Sha Jin and Yin Guang are both excellent intelligence officers.

It seems that every race has hidden talents, but they are not usually stimulated. Lorraine sighed inwardly.

Vera didn't think much about whether the goblin was coming or not, and said: "Master, since everything is fine, let's leave quickly.?"

She didn't want to stay in this damn place for a second longer.

At this time, Lorraine grinned. He pulled out his weapon and said, "Since we are here, I have to say hello to them no matter what.

Follow me."

Vera couldn't help but wrinkle her nose. Before she could protest, Lorraine stretched out her hand. Taking her little hand, she quietly walked towards the center of the city along the dark alley between the houses and the streets.

It was silent along the way, and Aldheim was like a dead city. There was the sound of rustling on the stones underfoot, and the sound of Vera's thin breathing could be heard in the ears.

When she got close to the temple, Vera suddenly pulled at Lorraine and made a silent gesture. She quietly pointed to the room above her head.

Lorraine listened attentively, and could vaguely hear the voices of several people talking, as well as the rustling of footsteps. It seemed that the way forward was impassable.

Lorraine patted Vera on the shoulder and turned to the side alley. In the alley was a spacious warehouse-like house. The two of them controlled not to make a sound.

At this time, there was suddenly a creaking bed board shaking nearby, and at the same time there was the sound of rapid conversation, very close to Lorraine and Vera, and soon the sound of footsteps followed.

Lorraine looked around and saw that there was no hiding place on either side of the alley. He hugged Vera tightly without hesitation and jumped into the empty door of the warehouse.

I was lying in the corner of the warehouse with my arms around Vera, and I heard two people passing by outside muttering and gradually walking away.

Lorraine breathed a sigh of relief, looked back at the packed warehouse, but suddenly froze, and then took a sharp breath of air.

Vera was pressed under Lorraine, feeling her chest tightening and her heart beating violently. Her little hands unconsciously hugged Lorraine tightly.

At this time, she saw Lorraine's surprised expression, and her sight was blocked by Lorraine. Just when she was about to look up, Lorraine suddenly reached out and covered Vera's eyes, and whispered: "There's nothing to see, let's go."

He grabbed Vera's soft waist and pulled her up, then covered Vera's eyes and walked out of the warehouse.

When they walked out of the warehouse, a wisp of green will-o'-the-wisp slowly rose from the ground, illuminating the entire warehouse.

I saw that the warehouse was filled with piles of white bones. Skulls of all sizes were mixed in among the bones. The empty eye sockets of those skulls were all staring forward silently.

Lorraine was so frightened that she almost screamed when she saw it for the first time, and a chill came from the bottom of her heart. Such a big warehouse could be filled with the corpses of many barbarians.

Although he only took a glance, he clearly found that all the bones had more or less flaws or problems.

Obviously, this is where dark mages store their failed works.

At the same time, the prince felt even more resentment in his heart: No wonder everyone gnashed their teeth in hatred whenever the undead were mentioned.

There really is no lower limit to these unscrupulous things.

This kind of antagonism between races is irreconcilable. There is no and no room for buffering.

Although the world is vast, it is too small for the living and the undead. Only one of them can survive.

If you don't die, you will die, and I will live~!

The rest of the journey was uneventful.

Lorraine deliberately pulled Vera in a large circle, trying to avoid the warehouse where dark wizards stored defective products, and quietly approached the temple from behind, preparing to kill Herod by surprise.

Lorraine knew that if he brought the war fortress and attacked openly, even though Aldheim could be razed to the ground, Herod and the lichs would definitely escape again.

If a lich is determined to escape, especially in this vast snowy mountain, it will be difficult to chase him.

Therefore, the best way is to make a sneak attack and see what kind of surprise Herod has for himself.

Arriving at the back entrance of the temple, Lorraine took a breath, then made a ready gesture to Vera, and clenched the handle of the gun in her hand.

Vera nodded, pulled out the shotgun, and loaded the bullet with a click.

The sound of loading was particularly clear and harsh in the silent night sky.

Vera was also startled by the sound of the shotgun being loaded. She shrank her neck, stuck out her tongue, and looked at Lorraine apologetically.

Lorraine was so angry that she glared at Vera, knowing she couldn't wait any longer. She kicked the door open and rushed in.

Holding a pistol in his left hand, the Battle Soul Sword flashed at the same time and appeared in his right hand, with the sword across his chest. It illuminated the small room.
To be continued...