His eyes swept over the scattered alchemy armor on Nokira's body. Vincent pondered for a few seconds, nodded and agreed...

In fact, he was feeling a little anxious at the moment.

Such a number of bat-winged demons must mean that there is a world channel to that ancient world in a city in the Mekira region. He has no good way to convey this kind of news. Even if it can be transmitted, it will be too late. Therefore, don’t think too much about asking for help.

Moreover, in no time, the hell creatures will open up a world channel that allows the silver realm creatures to enter. In this case, I can only fight alone to face the hell creatures that may have hundreds of thousands of them. Based on this, it can be imagined that once I go this trip, the future battle situation can be described as extremely bad.

So, before that, he did need one or two days to rest and adjust his condition.

Since the time he left the human camp, Vincent has been running around for tens of millions of kilometers and has not had a good rest. Before facing the upcoming war, he really needs to adjust his state to the peak.

The human warlock in front of him agreed to his request, and Nokira breathed a sigh of relief.

Dusk is gradually replaced by night, and the tones of the world become dark, as if to cover everything, and in the city of Mieluo, the lights drive away the darkness.

After the war, there were still many people on the city walls cleaning up the mess and restraining the corpses of their friends and the bat-winged demons. It was estimated that they would not have time to rest this night, and bursts of noisy sounds came, which seemed particularly noisy.

And in the center of the city, the most prosperous place, is in a towering castle.

The chandeliers on the ceiling are made of crystal clear crystals. The light and color flow and reflect the entire building, which makes the whole building look particularly bright. Some portraits of characters are hung on the walls. They look lifelike. The interior of the castle is extremely luxurious, with the cultural atmosphere accumulated by time.

On the floor where black and white squares intersect, there is now a long paulownia square table, which is filled with various things, including shiny lamb legs, vegetable pancakes and soft white bread. Although there are many, the location is orderly and at a glance. The colors are colorful, giving people a dazzling feeling.

And Vinson is now sitting at one end of the table, holding a piece of food and chewing slowly.

Opposite him is Nochira, the owner of the city.

After sweeping away his depressed face, he changed into a silver gold silk robe, and his temperament was calm and he was quite calm, and he was raising his glass to Vinson.

"Haha, Mr. Vinson, thank you again for your help. Come, cheers."

Vinson raised his ice-blue crystal cup, raised his glass from afar, and drank all the red wine inside.

It's been a while since he had a good meal.

These days, except for rushing to go, they are slaughtering. The road is filled with your stomach in a hurry and never has any requirements for food quality. But now, it can satisfy your hungry stomach.

Drinking a glass of wine with a slightly sour taste, Vinson asked while eating, "Mr. Nochira, can I ask you something about it?"

"Of course."

Nokira looked free and reached for a piece of white bread.

"I would like to ask, when did a large number of bat-winged demons start to appear here?"

"It was probably two months ago."

Nokira's face showed a look of memories and said carefully, "Before this, even some bat-winged demons were only in groups of three or three, not many, and the most one was only more than fifty hell creatures. But two months ago, the number suddenly increased, as if it was overwhelming. Since then, we have to keep it hard."

Vinson was silent for a few seconds and nodded slightly.

He was sure that this land must have a world path to hell, and the next step was to find that place.

"So, do you know the specific direction of their coming?"

After thinking about what Nokira said for a moment, he continued to ask.

"Um……"

Nokira pondered for a moment before speaking, "I can't quite be sure of the specific location, probably on the south side."

"On that side, is there any larger human city?"

Stirring the thick white soup in front of him, Vincent said in a searching tone.

"some."

Nokira nodded, "There are three largest human cities, Baihara City, Luohanluo City, and Yaojila City. Among them, Baihara City is the largest, with a population of nearly 200,000."

"So that's it, then, how strong are the three cities in it? Is there a possibility of still living?"

Nokira shrugged and replied: "In our Mekira area, because the terrain is not good and the resources are not large, there is no big warlock empire. Because there is no special bloodline or advanced warlock meditation, the strength of the silver-level warlock here is similar to mine, and in that case, the feasibility of survival is you know..."

Vinson nodded, expressing his understanding.

The other party means that those people have no possibility of resistance, and even if someone survives, they have become traitors to humans.

"Okay, I understand, how many silver-level warlocks are there?"

"Four Silver Realm Warlocks."

Nochira paused for a moment, then added, "One of them is a couple, and the blood power of both of them is in the direction of flame. She has studied a set of cooperative spells, which is very powerful. However, what do you want to ask about this? Could it be..."

Speaking of this, Nokira's expression became very strange.

Impossible?

But Vinson's slightly nodded confirmed his speculation.

"No way? You really want to do this?"

Nokira couldn't stand the shock in her heart, and couldn't help but stand up and look at the other person with horror.

Is this guy... crazy?

He thought he could attack the blockade there now?

Nokira is not a fool with only muscles in his head. On the contrary, he is very sensitive.

He had long guessed that there was a world channel there because of the changes these days, but in order not to affect the morale of the warlocks in the city, he had never said that he knew that the blockade there was very serious now, and at least hundreds of thousands of hell creatures were stationed there, and some powerful people from the Silver Realm had even turned to hell.

But in this case, Vincent actually wants to go over. Is this arrogance or an arrogant and stupid act?

He couldn't figure it out. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!