At their wits' end, the four had no choice but to use themselves as bait. At last, they managed to lure the monsters out.
They had killed countless monsters, but the leader still hadn't shown itself.
"This won't work."
Imhotep looked worried. "We've wasted too much time along the way. We're falling further behind with every step."
"Is falling behind such a bad thing?"
The Headless Knight couldn't resist arguing. "Once Fang Cheng, Dracula, and the Apocalypse Knights have decided the winner, we can go clean up. Or do you actually want to interfere in their fight?"
"Of course not."
Imhotep glanced at him. "I'm worried that if we waste too much time, the competition might be over by the time we finally drag ourselves to the core area."
"You're both making good points."
Aziz spoke up. "But we should find this area's key first. These skeletons without a scrap of meat on them are boring."
"Then how do you suggest we find it?"
"How should I know? The heavy fog is blocking my sense of smell. I'm practically blind right now."
"Same here. My senses have been severely diminished. I can't even use one percent of them."
All three turned to look at the Lich Apollonius. He was the temporary leader of their loose alliance, so it was his responsibility to guide them forward.
If he couldn't do that, the other three might have to depose him and choose a new leader.
Apollonius, however, looked confident, clearly having thought things through. "We should look for where these monsters are coming from. They must have a lair somewhere in these snowy mountains."
It was an obvious suggestion, but also the only workable option they had.
The four immediately got to work. Aziz summoned a group of Ghouls, while the Headless