By now, the rain had mostly stopped. Moonlight quietly crawled out from behind the clouds, spilling its silver radiance over the earth and illuminating Hammer Bone and the mage apprentice Deng Lun standing atop the black rocks of the pass.
Looking at the Slime fortress in the distance, which under the moonlight looked smaller than his fist, Hammer Bone yawned and scratched his itchy backside as he complained, "Can't these damned Slimes just surrender? Why do I have to stand guard here in the middle of the night?"
Leaning on his staff, Deng Lun approached and chuckled. "Deputy Legion Commander Hammer Bone, opportunity waits for no one. Tonight is the best time to strike. Once tomorrow passes, these undead will have mostly scattered."
Hammer Bone irritably waved a hand. "I know. You're the one with too much to say."
This is really enough.
That sinister, terrifying demon had already kept him on edge, and now there was another mysterious and thoroughly irritating human.
That human might have looked thin enough for Hammer Bone to lift with one arm, but he was actually an elite-level mage.
And who knew what wicked method he had used? The effects of the undead spells he cast were terrifying enough that even Hammer Bone did not dare provoke him lightly.
Not to mention that there was an even more cryptic old mage behind him.
Come to think of it, if that demon had not given the order, he absolutely would not have wanted to return and face these green Slimes again.
"The time has come."
Deng Lun merely glanced at the moon's position among the stars before confirming the exact time. Then he raised the staff embedded with a skull.
[Fear Spell]
A flash of black light glinted from the top of the