The palace in front of him was one that Firmino dared not break into. Although, with the corpses at the base of the city wall as ladders, climbing the outer wall of the palace should not be a particularly difficult task, but climbing up from so many corpses is still a very scary thing .
What's more, he was a little flustered. This is a reminder from survival instinct, which tells him that if he really climbs up the corpse, he probably won't be able to climb to the top of the city alive.
When he walked slowly along the outer corner of the palace for more than two hours, he found that the reminder of his survival instinct was still very correct.
He looked at the top of a section of the city wall to the north of the palace with cold sweat, four guys in black robes were holding staffs in their hands. Stretches of dark purple magic power, which seemed inconspicuous in the dark night, were released from them in a way visible to the naked eye, and most of them passed faintly into the corner of the wall through the lines under their feet Where the corpses piled up, a small part also dissipated quickly with the wind.
Firmino, who was in a cold sweat, was very glad that he hadn't acted recklessly just now.
Although there were traces of magic in the place where he was just now, even if he didn't know anything about magic, he knew that the accumulated corpses must have something to do with magic. He was 100% sure that if he had touched those corpses just now, he would have been noticed immediately.
Seeing this, Firmino felt that there was no need for him to continue investigating. Although he still doesn't know what the mages or warlocks wearing black robes are doing now, it must be a shocking event. He just needs to report what he has seen with his own eyes so far according to the facts. As for the judgment of the bosses above after seeing such news, it depends on the bosses. .
It's not that he doesn't want to make things clearer, it's just that this matter has obviously exceeded his ability. He doesn't know much about magic, and he is also very self-aware. If he continues to investigate, he can't figure out what these warlocks are doing.
He's getting ready to evacuate.
Exiting the heart of the city is more troublesome than coming. It's not because the defense has become more stringent, but after seeing the shocking information, even Firmino, who has been in this industry for a year and has been praised by Chapple as a "gold medal agent", will also Feeling a little flustered, he couldn't help becoming more cautious, acting cautiously, not daring to disturb the enemy.
Before, if he didn't know, he would feel that even if he was found, he could escape with his own skills. but now? He didn't think that if he showed up after seeing such an important event, the enemy would easily let him go
However, in the middle of the night, when he sent out what he saw to the city through special means, and planned to escape from the city, something happened. This mutation let him know what the hell those warlocks were doing.
The demons rushing out of the city center all over the mountains made Fimino's scalp tingle before he had time to leave the city!
"Holy Lord..." He looked at the downstairs with a dumbfounded look. The large number of demons, whose total number may have exceeded thousands, was like wild horses running wild, turning the already dead city into a new one. Stirring became lively.
It was very lively.
Originally, Firmino was confident in his detection methods, but what he didn't expect was that there were actually so many people hiding in the seemingly empty streets.
Firmino hadn't investigated the streets carefully, so he didn't find these hidden people. But those demons galloping on the streets don't care so many, as long as they find a trace of a living person through their noses and various means, a group of demons will rush on them, roaring excitedly, quickly Rip a living person to pieces.
Firmino guessed that this was the effect of those corpses in the hands of the warlocks. These demons must have been summoned!
According to legend, there are some evil magic rituals that can open the gate of the abyss and summon demons through human blood, dead bodies and souls.
Moreover, with this posture, the number of demons will not be small.
Firmino didn't intend to count exactly how many demons there were, and he couldn't even make the most basic estimate. It's not that he doesn't want to. In fact, with his ability to be an excellent scout captain and now a gold medal agent, as long as he finds a high place and looks around, even if he can't get an accurate number, he can It is not a big problem to reach thousands of digits.
It's just that he really didn't have such a chance.
The level of those demons tracking living people was so high that it was frightening. Firmino tried several times to hide, but was caught. Fortunately, he was lucky. The two or three times he was caught were all monsters of the level of coward and quasimo. They just want to escape, that can still be done.
But once it was bad luck. When he was about to go to a high-rise building to investigate and estimate the number of demons in the city, he was targeted by a horned demon with two wings.
Although the double-winged horned devil has wings on its back and has a certain flying ability, but this flying ability is actually very good. They cannot sustain long-term flight, because their seemingly huge wings actually cannot provide them with the ability to maneuver like birds.
However, they can hover in mid-air for a short period of time.
The two-winged horned demon, which was staring at Firmino, rushed towards Firmino with a plump thigh that it had just torn off from a beautiful woman from the second floor of the room opposite where he was. .
Keenly aware of the opponent's spies, he quickly dodged, but was still scratched by the horned demon's lower limbs on his shoulder.
Firmino felt the danger was coming, he endured the pain, and before he could turn around in time, he quickly pulled out the dagger from his waist as if he was desperate, and stabbed suddenly in the direction of the wind behind him without even looking.
With a sharp howl, Firmino's body was directly brought down the stairs by a powerful force, and the body of the two-winged horned demon fell with him.
There is good luck and bad luck. The bad thing was that his right wrist, which was holding the dagger before, seemed to have a fractured bone, and two ribs might have been broken when he fell. The good thing is that there are no traces of demons in the narrow alley where you fell.
Not daring to neglect any more, he gritted his teeth, held back the pain, and fled out of the city. (To be continued.)