"Be careful!" Bai En shouted. In the crowd beneath them, an admirer of evil gods—a tall, thin man in a black robe, amulet, and a silver helmet with curved horns—raised one A gorgeous walking stick pointed at them.

As the man's mouth moved, the hot energy crackled around the tip of the staff, and a blood-red lightning jumped from the ground into the airship. His fellow wizards then gathered together to increase their magical power. Their fierce attacks intensified until the flames stabbed his eyes, and the roar of thunder almost deafened Bai En.

Lightning flashed around ‘Glennell ’s Will’ and crackled. The smell of burnt ozone filled the air. As if they were trapped in the center of a storm. The manned cabin of the airship was shaking. The bow with gems on the bow shone like eyes, and Bai En felt the amulet on his chest warmed again. Mackason twisted the steering wheel and pulled the height lever, and they flew towards the low clouds.

The airship trembled and jumped like a frightened horse. Bai En worried that their magical protection would be broken. Then, as suddenly as the attack started, how suddenly it stopped.

For Bai En, this moment came just in time. He looked down at the army stationed on the ground. They seemed to have crossed a certain border and were too close together, so they were attacked. Therefore, as long as they maintain a certain distance, they may be able to fly over these troops without interference. Perhaps the believers of Evil God are afraid of the attack from above, Bai En thought. Or maybe they are just crazy.

Because of the horror before, there was silence in the control room. The dwarves exchanged shocked glances. Bai En crouched at the window and looked at them. Finally, Borek spoke in a low hoarse voice.

"This is not what I expected," he said, and he could hear the heavy burden of years from his voice. He shook his head. "This is impossible."

Guerrerogan's face was pale, although Bai En did not know whether it was out of anger or some other suppressed emotion. "Does the castle still exist? Are our people still underneath?"

Borek raised his head, looked at him with wet eyes, and shook his head. "Nothing can withstand the evil forces of the four centuries. There can be no living people below."

As he held the axe tightly, Guerrerogan's knuckles turned white. "Then why there is such a large army below? Why should they besiege the dwarf fortress? If not our relatives, who are they still fighting with?"

"I don't know," Borrek shook his head. "You saw the army. You saw the destruction of the valley. The dwarf fortress could not withstand such a long attack."

"If they can, what if there are dwarves alive below? This means that we have abandoned our loved ones in this land occupied by evil forces for 400 years. This means that we have abandoned our alliance with them. Old treaty. This means that our country has not kept its promises. "

Borek picked up his cane and tapped on the steel floor with the tip of his cane. Except for the buzz of the engine, this is the only sound that can be heard. Bai En considered their arguments. He had to agree with Borek. It is almost impossible for any castle to withstand the siege of the army of evil spirits for nearly four hundred years, even for tough defenders like dwarves. He suddenly thought of another possible explanation.

"There is another possibility," he said boldly. "Gantrim fell into the hands of the evil forces and was taken over by a warlord of a dark force as his base camp. Perhaps the believers of the evil gods wanted to occupy it Fight against each other. "

He saw all his eyes staring at him. Some faces read Understanding, and some faces write Disappointment. He suddenly thought that some dwarves had hoped to find their lost relatives there, including Grerogan.

"This seems to be the most likely explanation," Borrek nodded and said sadly. "If this is true, then we have nothing to do here. Let's turn this airship home."

Bai En felt the disappointment in the control room again, this time stronger than before. These dwarves have gone a long way, making huge sacrifices to come here, and now their leaders tell them that all this may be in vain. Nevertheless, the dwarves nodded in agreement. Except for Grey Logan.

"But this is not the only explanation," Guerrerogan retorted. "We are not sure whether this is the case."

"Yes, Gray Logan, but what do you want us to do"

"Send someone to the castle! Lead the expedition to the depths of the mountain. See if there are any people living here, and if there are, take them away."

"So, I think you did this voluntarily."

"Yes. We can wait until it is dark and then land on the top of the mountain. If I remember your map, there is a secret passage from the cliff. I can go in there and go all the way to the underground hall below."

"Snowry will also go." Snowry said. "Greg Rogan cannot be robbed of all glory. This is also a good opportunity to smash these evil warriors."

"I will go too, uncle." Warwick said suddenly. "I want to see the homeland of my ancestors."

"I think I'd better go too. You need at least one person with a brain below," said another voice. When Bai En recognized it as his own voice, he was stunned.

"Before we take any action, let's look at what happened below," Borek said. "Maybe by then, we will know more clearly what happened."

They drove the airship below the clouds and moved around the mountain in a wide range. When they did this, it was clear that Guntergrim was surrounded by more than one army, but six huge armed camps.

Every camp is dedicated to loyalty to a powerful evil spirit. Khohuorn's **** killing flag was flying on the nearest mountain. On the other campsite was the glorious crown eagle flag of Susorion. In the third camp, the multi-colored flag of Srevis kept shaking and changing colors. In the fourth camp, a flag of Lalta painted with a huge antlers kept flowing out of mucus. The fifth belongs to Nuger, with a demon head banner with glowing eyes. The sixth flag, Bai En, didn't know it at all. There was a round face in the middle of the flag, but only a pair of eyes existed, twisted and intertwined tentacles around it, and formed a twisted tentacle upward on that face. The formed crown ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ In fact, these are only the largest camps, and there are a large number of small camps, each of which is flying the banner of its evil deity. Bai En never thought that he could see so many believers of evil gods, just like the gathering of demons.

With their observations, it is clear that those followers of the powerful **** Evil are very alert to each other. Each camp was surrounded by trenches, not only facing the top of the mountain, but surrounded by trenches, as if these troops were afraid to attack each other. And Bai En was convinced that he saw sporadic fighting between some soldiers everywhere the camp controlled the border.

He also saw that these camps were the final destination of all the worshippers of evil gods they saw in the desert. They came from all directions and found a way to one camp or another. Bai En is willing to bet that each of them is looking for their own camp and is ready to expand their team.

He thinks all of this has some kind of twisted logic-perhaps these most powerful dark gods are competitors, fighting each other, just as they are fighting other forces. Given the inevitable friction between followers, it makes sense to isolate them and minimize tension. However, somehow, he couldn't help feeling that he was missing something.

While he was observing from a safe place on the airship, he saw Korhoun ’s army gathered at the border with the Srevis ’army, and with a huge roar, they went into battle. Obviously, these troops are here to fight each other, just as they besieged Guntergrim.