Passing through the gate that was already covered with corpses, they patted the dirty Iturs on the shoulder and motioned for him to go down and rest. Then, the two old lords entered the inner hall of the fortress.

A huge corridor-like tunnel appeared in the sight of the two rats.

"The most special thing about this fortress is that you haven't been here before."

Pointing to the wooden columns, Ikrit's eyes lit up.

"Do you remember that this place was burned down by us? Most of these re-established load-bearing structures are inside the fortress, and the burning objects can be easily connected through mechanisms."

"We will pour oil on the support pillars around the fortress. Whenever the Stickman Monster comes, we will bury him with this mountain!"

"Quickwall told me before the war that you can teleport up to five hundred meters at a time. Even a stickman will die if there is no safe place to stay around!"

Ikrit's tone became more and more excited.

"Don't lie to me, you know, this plan is a gamble."

The defector was keenly aware that there was a hint of fear in Ikrit's confident eyes.

"Of course it's gambling. But the mine is a place where Stickman must be saved, so it's worth taking the risk."

Ikrit said and suddenly smiled relaxedly.

"These are all our speculations. Didn't Esky say that the Stickman Monster is just a possibility? Maybe he is still lying in bed half-dead like Wersky."

"Ikrit!"

He was cursing Nagash that he had better die from his injuries so that they could be more relaxed.

The voice of the young Stormvermin outside brought the defector Lord and Iclit back to the current environment.

"I saw the battle flag of the Plague Clan outside, would you like to confirm it?"

The two rats inside the fortress stood on a pile of remains and fluffy ghoul corpses, looking at each other in shock, and Ikrit spoke first.

"The Plague Clan has already arrived here? How could it be possible? According to my calculations, it will take at least an hour for them to come here!"

"Except when we saw the fireworks, Sirik didn't encounter many main forces along the way, but that doesn't make sense? The defense line here is indeed relaxed because of the Plague Clan."

The leader of the defection also looked puzzled.

Full of doubts, as soon as the lords of the Evil Plague clan arrived, they all asked in unison.

"Cyric? What's going on."

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