Jericho was climbing hard to the mountain, his eyes were full of determination to not give up until he reached his goal, because it was about his net worth and life, and he couldn't help it!

Stealth consumes mana, and climbing consumes stamina, so he basically has to pour a bottle of mana potion and a bottle of stamina potion every few minutes.

And those demonic organs in his body were already about to start a collective rebellion, and a few minutes ago his heart suddenly stopped beating for a minute, which made his eyes go black, and he almost fell off the rock wall.

He endured all this, and kept saying to himself in his heart - it's coming, it's coming!

He'd been climbing for a full six and a half hours, and he could already see that platform, and in a previous attack, he had seen very clearly those strange and dangerous flying monsters flying out of that platform, so, he's sure that the damn necromancer who had wasted so much energy and forced him so embarrassed was on that platform!

This made him very happy.

There was a vicious glint in his eyes, and he was already thinking about how he would torture the necromancer to death when the time came.

First, he must have skinned the bastard alive, then he would pluck out his ribs one by one, boil a pot of water in front of him, cook his flesh and bones, and feed him to himself!

He has enough healing potions and very skilled techniques to ensure that this necromancer will not die before he is tortured!

Oh yes, I heard he also has two delicate little mercenaries?

I wonder what their expressions will be when they cut it down and cook it and bring it back to those two little rogers?

I'm looking forward to it!

Jericho was almost spurred on by his own thoughts, and it was these vicious thoughts that he had survived for the past few difficult hours.

One thing he was a little strange about was that the winged monsters hadn't been on the edge of the cliff since the last attack had ended four hours earlier.

Even if he tentatively threw his grappling hook, no monster would attack him.

This made him feel a little uneasy......

However, he quickly put aside this uneasiness, because he was about to climb the platform!

Jericho was so excited that he showed off his body a little, but he didn't care anymore because he had already seen the necromancer!

This is still from the beginning of the chase, the first time the two have met (he didn't know that Xue Hua had already looked carefully in the king worm, he didn't know how many times.) ）。

Xue Hua stood on the edge of the platform, condescendingly looking at the shadow of a rock below the platform, this guy had just revealed his location, and was keenly captured by the Inspector Wang Worm.

He stared blankly and let Jericho know that he had spotted him.

Jericho quickly emerged from the shadows, and while he wondered why the creature had spotted him, he fearlessly believed that there was nothing stopping him from grabbing the necromancer, not even the winged monsters.

It only takes ten minutes to climb from this shadow to that platform, and that necromancer, he can't run away!

"Little mouse! I'm finally... Finally got you! Stand there and don't move... Wait for me... Wait for me to come up and 'love' you well! Jericho's face was contorted, panting, and he tried his best to climb up, his mouth constantly shouting loudly, trying to send Xue Hua into a panic.

It's a pity that Xue Hua only showed a faint sneer.

He looked at Jericho who was climbing up frantically, and said slowly: "Hello Mr. Jericho, I think this is the first time we have met, the air in the mountains is so fresh, there is no rancid smell of hell at all, I wonder if you are still used to it?" Of course, you don't have to answer, because whether you're used to it or not, you're probably going to have to stay here alone for a long time, as the saying goes, 'it's easier to go up than to go down', and if you don't have an effective way to go down, I don't think it's better for you to keep climbing, and finally, anyway, have fun, but not in the next place! Good bye! ”

After Xue Hua finished speaking, he took a small step back, then turned around and walked into the cave carved out by the cockroaches.

He followed the tunnel into a mountainside space, then snapped his fingers at the stinging snake above, and said calmly, "Blow it up!" ”

Then, Jericho, who was desperately trying to climb upwards and had touched the edge of the platform with one hand, suddenly heard a series of violent explosions, followed by the sound of countless pieces of rubble collapsing.

He suddenly thought of those monsters that could burrow into the ground, and then instantly understood the meaning of Xue Hua's words just now.

"No !!!!" Jericho let out a miserable howl, completely ignoring his already exhausted body, and slammed into the platform with one hand.

However, all that appeared in front of him was a cave that had completely collapsed and was buried by countless huge stones.

"Nope! No!! No!!! Jericho frantically pounced, and kept digging at the rocks that buried the cave with his hands, until the golden gloves on his hands were worn out, and the demonic, originally very tough fingers were scarred, but he still refused to stop.

Of course, he didn't carry engineering tools with him, he was an assassin, not a sapper, so he could only take out the dark gold giant eagle claw - Bartek's slam that was usually precious to life, and use it as a shovel to dig frantically through the collapsed hole.

He pinned his hopes on Xue Hua just blowing up the hole.

But he soon became more and more desperate as he dug in.

Because his body had reached a depth of half a meter into the collapsed gravel and earth, he already felt difficult to breathe, but there was still no sign of digging the hole.

So he understood once and for all that the necromancer had blown up the entire cavern.

And he, alone, with no engineering experience, would never have re-excavated this collapsed cave.

Jericho painfully put down the dark gold weapon in his hand, which was extremely durable and worn, and sat down on the platform, staring blankly at the gravel at the entrance of the cave with a blank look.

All the cruel thoughts before, all the joyful madness, all the thoughts that had supported him to hold on until now all collapsed at this moment.

He knew he would never be able to catch the necromancer again, and that the necromancer would be able to tear open the return scroll and return to Camp Rog at any time until the remaining days passed.

And, even if he continued to pay for life interference, it would be useless.

Armed with summons capable of digging through rocks, the necromancer is invincible in the mountains, ready to re-emerge from anywhere and return to the camp.

Jericho suddenly covered his face with his twisted hands stained with mud and began to cry bitterly.

It's not that he's psychologically fragile, it's because he's never had the experience of being teased in such a humiliating way since he became a deed-maker.

Especially the guy who played with him was a necromancer who was less than level 10.

Thinking of everything he encountered along the way, he couldn't help but start to regret it.

Maybe she should give up this mission when Tracey is injured by those green monsters?

Even if you endure the painful torture of the demon's internal organs in your body for the rest of your life, is it better than being trapped on this platform that hangs over a lonely cliff?

Yes, he was already completely trapped on this cliff.

Just like Xue Hua said, it is easy to go up the mountain and difficult to go down, and it is even more difficult to go down the mountain wall, and his physical strength has been exhausted, and the demon internal organs in his body are rebelling wildly, and now climbing down the mountain is no different from looking for death.

As for the other methods, the return scroll has been useless since the moment he became an evil deed, and his name has been hanging on the wanted board for an unknown amount of time, as long as he dares to go back, it will definitely be a dead end.

And, even if Akara doesn't catch him, his boss won't let him go.

He had no choice but to wait for the necromancer's supporters to arrive, and then begged for a reward for him.

As for suicide?

I don't know if other evil pact people dare to commit suicide, anyway, he doesn't have the courage to do so, otherwise, he wouldn't be an evil pact.

(Uh... The old cat seems to be on the sixth frequency and said~~~ Thank you editor for the great reward~ And at the same time~ This also means that the old cat has to continue 4 more...... It feels like it's going to be sacrificed...... ）

(The old cat is also working on changing the profile these days...) I really read this profile myself...... ）