"We can't hold out for much longer."

In the dome hall, the mage in charge of command looked at the scenery outside with a serious expression.

The simultaneous appearance of three demonic tides was an unprecedented situation. No fortress could withstand the demonic tides for three days.

What's more, no one knows whether this demonic tide will really only last for three days. If it doubles and there comes a nine-day blood moon, the Kingdom of Night will probably be completely destroyed.

No torch can sustain burning for so many days. Even if the big torch inside the Gray Tower is activated and the only one great wizard among thousands of wizards is used as firewood, it can only delay the speed of human extinction.

In this situation, even escaping from the battlefield is no longer possible.

The entire fortress is surrounded by monsters such as winter wolves. Even if a wizard goes out now, he will be torn into pieces and eaten. They can only stay here, or wait until the torch burns themselves to death, or stop burning the torch and fight those monsters head-on to kill them all, or directly use the Eternal Blazing Sun to burn all the monsters around in one wave, and then be eaten by the remaining monsters.

Horizontal is death, vertical is death, diagonal is death, the blood moon symbolizing death is hanging high above our heads.

This hopeless situation actually makes people less likely to despair.

Almost no one backed down, became cowardly, or went crazy. Everyone was doing their own thing, picking up weapons, fighting monsters, and then dying.

In this environment, only such mechanical and numb movements can make people feel at ease.

But the mage in charge of the command suddenly noticed something wrong.

"Someone left the fortress?"

He looked towards the pile of raging monsters.

He saw that there was a person who seemed to be walking among the monsters.

Moreover, it was not in the direction of escape, but towards the depths of the Black Forest, towards the direction where the huge winter wolf was.

Beside that person, the monsters seemed to be disturbed by something. They either fell to the ground and twitched continuously, or went crazy and started fighting with their own kind around them.

Even the wriggling shadows found it difficult to get close to that person. The mage observed carefully and found that the frost crystals also bypassed him, as if they were avoiding something.

With that person as the center, a small gap actually appeared in the magic tide.

"Who is he and what is he going to do?"

The wizard in charge of the command asked.

No one answered.

Jonah also came to the window and looked at the guy walking in the opposite direction.

“…It’s him?”

"Do you know him? Which unit is he from?"

The wizard in charge looked at Jonah.

"No, he's not a wizard... He's just a ranger's crossbowman."

Jonah replied, he couldn't even remember the name of this man who was about his own age.

"How did he avoid those monsters? Do you know what he was going to do?"

In this situation, it is hard not to suspect that the man heading towards the winter wolf may be related to the demon tide. After all, in the cognition of the Kingdom of Darkness, the demon tide is absolutely opposed to humans. Their existence is to destroy humans. It is impossible for humans to walk in the demon tide like that.

Even the great wizards of the Gray Tower can only stand in the devil's tide and resist those monsters for a while.

People like Lu Ban who go against the current and move forward head-on simply do not exist in the Kingdom of Darkness's cognition.

But Lu Ban was indeed moving forward.

In the wind and snow, Lu Ban uttered endless mutterings.

Any rational creature that hears those whispers will immediately go crazy, be severely polluted, quickly eroded, and transformed into a monster.

The tiny sound like nails scratching on a blackboard and the low sound like bubbles bursting intertwined and spread in the wind, causing the monsters around Lu Ban to become distorted.

Obviously, these monsters are not serving that great being. These whispers are the strongest mental pollution for the monsters.

Lu Ban saw a winter wolf lying on the ground. Something seemed to be wriggling inside its body, trying to break out. As Lu Ban passed by, its abdomen burst open with a puff. From inside, green grass and plants grew lushly and vigorously, unafraid of the severe cold.

The wriggling black shadows that originally surrounded Lu Ban seemed to be afraid of the impact of these whispers. Most of them fled, while a few kept twitching and twisting, and finally became motionless and turned into real shadows.

A gust of green wind blew, and in Lu Ban's [real vision], there were countless foreign characters hidden in the wind. This was the wind of plague. Once inhaled, one would be infected by the plague, controlled, and eventually killed.

But the wind immediately collapsed and dissipated after it came into contact with Lu Banfeng's whispers, and the words turned into black powder and disappeared without a trace.

As he walked, Lu Ban found that he was actually feeling a little hot.

He saw that with himself as the center, the white frost retreated and formed a long road.

"Sure enough, even this ice and snow was caused by monsters."

Lu Ban thought to himself.

These monsters polluted the air, causing it to become abnormal, which resulted in the fierce wind and snow. In a sense, the monsters' pollution was changing reality through such means.

However, Lu Ban knew that they were only afraid of the mumbling of the great being, and they were worried that the voice would cause them to completely degenerate.

If there was someone who was not afraid of death, or who was ordered by a higher-level person to charge forward and kill himself together with Lu Ban, then he would not have any good solution.

Now Lu Ban is like holding a Gatling gun in his hand and pointing it at the monsters, threatening them that he will shoot if they don't move out of the way. The serious monsters will naturally move out of the way.

But if the other party does not follow the moral code of martial arts and directly packs up hundreds of monsters and throws them at him, then Lu Ban’s small water pipe will not be able to flush so many things.

The reason why the other party did not do so is, first of all, the monsters' cognition is chaotic. In simple terms, they do not have such high IQs and may not be able to think of this. Secondly, because of the existence of these whispers, those monsters cannot be sure that hundreds of monsters thrown at them can really kill Lu Ban.

In the foreign land of the Land of Silence, knowledge represents pollution.

This person knows so much, his pollution must be serious!

Humans think these monsters are hideous, twisted and scary, but in the eyes of the monsters, Lu Ban, who chants those unspeakable whispers of evil gods, is the dirtiest one!

Thinking of this, Lu Ban decided to speed up.

He leaped forward, and at the same time, [Last Words] replicated the impact of the dump truck for himself. He then moved forward quickly, approaching the giant wolf that was as tall as a mountain.

There are three ways to use [Last Words], and he is using two of them at the same time. If there is no conflict, he can also launch [Word Bullet].

Lu Ban’s target was naturally the master of frost, the giant winter wolf.