Hearing Fors's question, Xio hesitated for a moment and said:

"We have been discovered..."

They had just said something similar to this before, but when they repeated it now, they did not express the same meaning. Previously, it referred to the fact that Sherman was identified and discovered by the other party's secret protector or monitor, but now the focus was that their own choices and corresponding actions were all anticipated or arranged by the person behind the scenes, and there was no secret at all.

This means that the opportunity that Xio longed for might have really appeared, but there was no way to guess what was hidden behind it.

"If we do what the person who left the message intended, the final result will depend entirely on whether she has good intentions, and we have no control over that." Hugh added from a rational perspective.

The reason why she used "she" to represent the person behind the scenes was because she thought of the faint sweet fragrance she smelled when she lost Sherman last time.

Fors listened quietly and nodded in agreement:

"Yes, we are too passive in this whole thing. The best option is to leave here..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she looked towards the warehouse, opened her mouth, but added nothing.

She thought of Sherman's possible current situation and suspected that "he" was in danger, but in the end she deliberately ignored it and did not mention it.

To her, Sherman was just a person described by Hugh, similar to the character in the movie. If she had the ability and opportunity to save him, she would be willing to do so. However, if it meant taking the risk of making her friend reckless and putting his life in danger, she would definitely not consider it.

Xio nodded and said:

"Okay, let's leave now.

“However, the person who left the message will definitely not be happy to see us do this, and there will definitely be some obstruction.

"Well, let's do this. Let's flee from different directions, so that person can only choose one side. Whoever successfully escapes from this area will immediately create a noise to attract the official Beyonder."

“Why not just make some noise here?” Fors asked subconsciously.

"This will definitely be blocked or destroyed!" Hugh gave his reasons.

Fors nodded thoughtfully:

“That makes sense.

"Well, stop procrastinating and start taking action."

Xio did not speak again. He tightly grasped a three-edged spike that was transparent to the point of being almost invisible, crouched down, jumped out of his hiding place, and ran out of the dock along the shadowed area.

The three-edged thorn was a magical item called "Cold Blade" that she commissioned from a "craftsman" using the dust and residual spirituality of an ancient vengeful spirit through the Tarot Club's "Hermit" lady. She spent 500 pounds in cash and commissioned the craftsman to make it.

Anyone hit by this weapon, even if just touched, will become frozen stiff, with even their thoughts out of control, as if possessed by a vengeful spirit. At the same time, once the battle continues, the enemies of the "Cold Blade" will gradually become slower in their thoughts and stiffer in their movements, even if they have no direct contact with the triangular spike.

The negative effect of "Cold Blade" is relatively not that terrible, and there is only one, which is that the carrier's body will lose temperature little by little and turn into undead. Once the inevitable time limit is exceeded, this process will be irreversible.

So, Hugh has recently become more and more fond of running or riding a bicycle quickly to generate heat for himself and fight against temperature loss.

But even so, she would only increase the time interval for the "Cold Blade" to leave her body from 3 hours to 4 hours.

After running for a distance, Xio looked back and found that Fors had passed through the wall and disappeared into the place where he had been hiding before.

After staring for two seconds, Xio bit his lips lightly, turned his body suddenly and changed direction.

She actually went straight to the warehouse!

Soon, she arrived at the side of her destination, but did not rush to the entrance. Instead, she looked up, as if trying to find another passage, a passage that was more hidden and less noticed by people inside.

At this moment, she turned her head with keen intuition and saw a figure flash around the corner of the wall.

The figure was wearing a black dress, had slightly curly brown hair, and had a pair of light blue eyes. It was Fors Wall.

"Didn't you leave?" Xio was surprised, but he did not forget to lower his voice.

Fors curled his lips and said:

"Aren't you running away from here too?"

Xio couldn't find the words to respond for a moment, and after several seconds he asked:

"How did you find out?"

"You didn't even mention Sherman. This is totally unlike you! I've prepared reasons to persuade you!" Fors responded quickly.

"..." Xio was stunned for a moment, and said with a complicated expression, "You don't have to come back."

Fors ignored her words and pressed the wall on the side of the warehouse and said:

“If we continue to talk about it, maybe we won’t have to worry about this matter anymore because it’s over.

"Oh, I didn't think of such a good idea just now. I should have just asked directly and insisted on going with you to rescue people, and you would definitely have dissuaded me and refused to agree, and only wanted to act on your own. If I repeated this conversation a few times, the matter would have ended on its own."

Xio looked at his friend deeply, and without hesitation, he stood beside her, holding the "Cold Blade".

Fors immediately flipped through "Lemanno's Travel Notes" and added some extraordinary effects to himself and his friend. Then he put away the magic book, grabbed Xio's arm with one hand, and pressed the other hand against the wall again.

Xio was waiting for the door to open and go in, but he found that Fors did not activate his ability immediately.

The best-selling author took a deep breath and said quickly:

“After entering, we will hide and observe first, and then make sure there is a chance before taking action.

"If there is really no chance, or if we fail to seize the opportunity, then we should leave quickly. This way, at least we can avenge Sherman instead of dying with him!

"Life brings all kinds of possibilities..."

Xio nodded immediately and responded seriously:

"good."

Fors wanted to say a few more words, but considering that they had been delayed for some time, she could not delay any longer, so she had to "open" the illusory door and take Xio through the wall to a row of wooden boxes.

She was no stranger to such actions, so she squatted down instinctively, took out "Lemanno's Travel Notes" and turned to one of the pages.

Xio also did not rush into the depths rashly. He bent his back and put his eyes close to the gap between the wooden boxes to observe the situation in the empty area:

Sherman, who looked like a woman, sat lifelessly on a wooden box. Her brown hair seemed to be swaying gently in the wind.

The person standing in front of her was Viscount Stratford. The captain of the palace guards tightened his collar, looked around without knowing what he was looking at, and said:

"Too bad you're just a witch."

"Don't worry, I will make your death painless and allow you to be completely purified."

As he spoke, he took out an item from the inside pocket of his clothes.

Xio used the eyesight enhanced by the "Interrogator" potion to clearly see the appearance of the object:

This is a cross ornament stained with verdigris, with several sharp spikes protruding from it, as if it had pierced someone before.

Its style and characteristics are not found in the countries of the Northern Continent of the Fifth Epoch, and it presents an ancient charm.

"Good, you know resistance is useless." Viscount Stratford said as he pressed one of the fingers holding the copper-green cross on one of the spikes.

His bright red blood immediately flowed out, and was immediately absorbed by the spikes and seeped into the object.

The mottled patina on the surface of the cross began to disintegrate and peel off rapidly, revealing the solid body formed by the light underneath.

In just one or two seconds, the object held by Viscount Stratford turned into a glorious cross!

It emits a light that is pure without a single flaw, illuminating the surrounding area exceptionally brightly.

The shadow of the wooden box quickly receded here, and the dark spots caused by the wall evaporated as quickly as water.

Around Sherman, countless spider silks that originally belonged to Triss floated up one after another, as if struggling in fire, and melted away in a few seconds.

The light became brighter and brighter, but it was not at all blinding. Black flames and pieces of crystal ice burst out of Sherman's body.

They gradually faded, became transparent, and finally disappeared under the sunlight.

Within the range of the "Glorious Cross", there is not a single evil existence, not a single bit of darkness left!

Seeing Sherman's expression begin to twist, Xio couldn't help but turn his head to look at Fors.

She could clearly feel the horror of the "Glorious Cross" and began to waver in whether to save people.

Fors also noticed what was happening over there. He pointed to "Lemanno's Travel Notes", raised his left index finger, and said in a very low voice to Xio's ear:

“There’s only one chance.

"I will try my best to help you create. If it doesn't work or you can't grasp it, then we will give up."

Xio nodded solemnly without any hesitation.

Fors immediately half-straightened up and turned to the yellowed page in "Lemanno's Travel Notes".

This page is filled with all kinds of complex, distorted, and difficult to describe symbols and signs, which give people an intuitive feeling of howling winds.

"Sailor" accesses the demigod power, "Tornado"!

After looking around again and confirming that there were no other enemies, Fors's sight passed through the gap between the wooden boxes and locked onto Viscount Stratford, his fingers lightly sliding across the burnt yellow page.

A whooshing sound suddenly erupted, and a hurricane visible to the naked eye rose from under Viscount Stratford's feet and rushed into the air.

The captain of the palace guards was suddenly faced with such a terrifying attack that he could not keep his balance at all. He was directly lifted up by the tornado and slammed heavily on the roof of the warehouse.

Boom!

The roof of the warehouse was torn apart by the hurricane, part of it collapsed downwards, and part of it swirled in the wind, rising higher and higher.

Viscount Stratford was nearly knocked unconscious by the impact, and could no longer hold the "Glorious Cross", allowing it to fly out of his palm.

The spike detached from the corresponding finger with a trace of blood, and the mottled verdigris once again covered the surface of the cross.

The flawless light disappeared.

Seeing this, Xio rushed out of his hiding place without hesitation. The figure of Viscount Stratford first appeared in his eyes, and then two dazzling "lightning bolts" lit up.

"Spiritual Piercing"!