Today, the sky is overcast, foreshadowing a day of dampness and cold. Beneath the walls guarded by the faceless god, the heavy rocks, like ancient guardians, amplify the dampness and cold, as if to soak every inch of the land.

The servants of the gods grew heavier with each step as they approached the city walls.

The sheer size of the city walls astonished the servants of the gods.

Finally, Tomon's gaze settled on a towering city wall to the south, which became his target for climbing.

Although the city wall soars into the clouds, its vertical distance of more than two hundred meters from the forest below inspires awe.

However, one-third of the city wall was made of mud and rock, which was too steep for horses to cross, but relatively easy for people to climb compared to other completely vertical walls.

Even more advantageously, the mountain ridge upon which the city wall rests is covered with dense trees, forming a natural barrier.

In the dim shadows of the city walls, the servants of the gods, like lurking shadows, prepared silently. Thick hemp ropes were slung across their shoulders, as if bearing a heavy mission. The ropes wrapped around their shoulders and across their broad chests.

Then they put on those peculiar soft deerskin boots, the tops of which were decorated with sharp spikes.

Small stone hammers were cleverly hung between their hips, swaying slightly with their steps, while heavy leather bags full of nails hung on the other side.

The ice axe was held in his hand.

The thirteen divine servants were divided into three groups of four. Tomon himself also joined the fray, forming a group with Lin Mo, Zhao Yue'er, and Yin Ban.

Tomon whispered to his companions, "Boss Pu has promised that the first person to successfully climb the city wall will be rewarded with three hundred years of lifespan!" His breath frosted in the cold air. "Not only that, the Holy City will also compose a song to celebrate your names."

This is the highest honor a servant of God can attain; what more could we ask for? Come, climb higher! Those left behind are cowards!

Then, Lin Mo watched them climb up the steep slope at the top of the ridge and disappear under the trees.

According to Tormon's plan, the four teams climbed in turn, with the first team securing the ropes to facilitate the climb of the following teams.

Not long after.

“Look, there they are,” Zhao Yue’er said.

Lin Mo slightly raised his eyelids, his gaze locking onto the first climber to appear on the treetop.

The servant found a tree leaning against the city wall and led his group up the slope.

A good start.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, they quickly climbed to a height of tens of meters.

Lin Mo watched as the wielder carefully moved from the treetop to the city wall. He held an ice axe, each swing short and powerful, carving out one grip-sized opening after another in the hard city wall.

He then nimbly swung across.

The rope around his waist was connected to a second person, who was still slowly climbing to the top of the tree.

He climbed higher and higher, and when he encountered a predicament where there was nowhere to stand, he would suddenly lift his spiked boots and forcefully create a foothold.

Finally, he reached the ice platform at the top of the tree, a small and cold place. He quickly hung the heavy axe on his waist and then took out the hammer he had prepared beforehand. He aimed at a small crack and forcefully hammered an iron nail into it.

Meanwhile, the second person had already reached the top of the city wall. Then, the third person was climbing to the top of a tree.

The first group successfully climbed to the top, and the second group immediately followed.

Before long, when their leader came into view, the first group had already climbed seventy or eighty meters. The groups were thirty-four meters apart.

"Too slow!" Tomon complained loudly as he watched them slowly climb. "At this rate, we definitely won't make it before dark!"

Lin Mo forced himself to remain silent.

He still feels lingering fear about his previous experience climbing with Mo Qing.

That time, his heart was in his throat several times. Until the very end, his hands and feet were in unbearable pain, as if countless needles were piercing them at the same time, and his fingers were almost frozen stiff by the cold, losing all feeling.

At that time, he was facing hard stone, not the crystal-clear yet chilling ice before him.

"Perhaps the heat from the climbers' hands is enough to melt the ice wall," Lin Mo thought.

However, Lin Mo knew that their difficulties were not just about the city wall, but...

A follower of the Faceless God!

If a few devout followers of the Faceless God happened to pass by, they might be able to easily stop them.

"No matter how strong the city wall is, it is still just a body of bricks and stones, and it can't make people feel truly at ease." Bai Qi once muttered to himself while walking on the city wall, "The real fortress is always people."

Despite their large numbers and the fact that each member of this divine servant team possessed mythical martial prowess, they were ultimately unable to grow wings and soar through the blue sky.

They could be easily defeated by just a few well-trained soldiers.

A few arrows and a bucket of rolling stones were enough to bring their arduous climb to a hasty end.

But no one showed up, not even one person, let alone four.

The sun climbs towards the sky, and the servants of God climb the wall.

By noon, Lin Mo's group had also started climbing.

Problems arose as the first group encountered a very bad patch of ice.

The leader of the first group cleverly wrapped the rope around a wind-eroded protrusion, attempting to share the weight of the group. However, fate did not seem to be on their side.

The seemingly solid protrusion collapsed without warning under the immense pressure, taking him down with it.

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