Dawn of the Grey Tower

The dying Kingdom Army scout was lying on the white sheet, and no one could tell that the poor guy was dead soon. A large number of terrible scars flooded all parts of his body, and one of them nearly cut his neck. The clothing that was originally worn outside was blended with the tattered body under the cover of mud and blood stains. The pharmacists who came to check shook their heads because they even distinguished which piece of cloth is sticking to the body and which piece is set off. The skin can't be done. But even so, the scout hasn't swallowed yet, and no one knows what is supporting him, maybe hatred for the ratmen, maybe loyalty to the kingdom, or simply resisting death.

As soon as Marcus saw the survivor, he frowned tightly for no reason. From the general who was lying on the ground, he keenly smelled the smell of sulfur. "Can he still speak?" The King's hand said to the pharmacists around him.

The pharmacists looked at each other, and finally launched a bald-headed man who looked the oldest, stood up, and wiped the oily sweat on his shiny head with a handkerchief, "Uh ... his neck and head There are no very serious wounds, but we ca n’t be sure of the condition of the lungs. We can only infer from the breathing condition that he should. I mean it is possible, and I have slight language skills. "The pharmacist finished this sentence. Hou hid behind his colleagues like a deflated ball, for fear that Marcus would be dissatisfied with his answer.

Marcus was indeed dissatisfied with this irresponsible answer. But he also understands that even if he angers these pharmacists, he will not get a better answer. Rather than wasting time on the unnecessary vent of anger, it is better to quickly take advantage of this scout and try to ask why he became like this. s reason.

"Soldier, can you still hear me?" The King's hand put his scepter aside and leaned over to the scout's ear and asked.

"Adult, I, I ..." Who would have expected the scout to be dying, but suddenly raised his hands and pulled Marcus's collar, the whole face almost touching the latter's face, his voice was very weak, yet A large amount of sulfur can be smelled from the exhaled breath. This situation made the people around him instantly tense, but the king's hand shook his back with his left hand, indicating that it was no problem.

Marcus supported the man's back with his right hand, trying to relax him, "Don't worry, speak slowly. Say what you see, say what you encountered. If you can't describe it, use words to make it simple. expression."

Probably the appeasement words worked. The soldier did look calmer. His hands holding Marcus' collar were gradually loosened. Just when the king's hand suspected that the man was going to swallow, the scout's neck But the whole rose! "Um, it, come out, hurry ... wow!"

No need to hear clearly what the person in his arms is saying, Marcus knows what to do. He dragged the right hand of the soldier's back and pulled it back suddenly. At the same time, the hands of the king exerted force on both legs, and the whole person lay back backwards. And these stress responses undoubtedly saved his life. It was at this moment that a dark brown tentacle suddenly popped out of the scout's mouth, as if it was a predatory viper, extending about half the arm's length. Fortunately, the soldiers had begun to fall down, and Marcus's head was raised high, and the tentacles covered with barbs and slime just scratched his chin.

Andrea and Atticus, who were standing two steps away, saw this situation and tacitly approached the king's hand from the left and right sides. Angry Lion stretched his hand and grabbed Marcus's back neck. The muscles in his arm swelled with force. This powerful force dragged the fat and bloated Earl Taylor a short distance back. On the other side, the reaction of the iron knight is more destructive. He took two steps, and the iron was already sheathed in his hand. The knight vow engraved on the steel sword spine glowed red. The old knight gripped the hilt with both hands, and made a powerful sweep. This blow was not accurate enough to take back the tentacles in the scout's mouth and cut it off, splashing corrosive liquid.

"What is this?" Grand Duke Kroger raised his hand to block some of the oncoming liquid, and a few ugly holes appeared in the expensive clothing. But now is not the time to feel distressed about this dress. Andrea understands that this tentacle is just the beginning. The scout was not a survivor from the beginning. He is just a time bomb disguised as an adult!

Atticus did not immediately answer the question of the angry lion. The iron in his hand and the smell of sulfur in the air had already indicated the identity of the tentacle owner. In the face of an enemy like a demon, the knight had no hesitation. He knew that the soldier in front of him had died from the moment he was encountered by the demon, and now in front of him was only a pitiful blasphemy blame. So the long sword withdrew and changed from slashing to stabbing, aiming directly at the scout's mouth!

Tie Ze, leaving a silver afterimage in the air, failed to accurately hit his target. The sharp sword edge cut the soldier's left cheek and cut a slit in the face to reveal the substance that was no longer human. "Fuck!" The Iron Knight scolded. He didn't expect that the demon actually had the ability to control the action of the dead body. The swing of the target's head made his attack come back without success. territory.

"Poof!" Sure enough, as the scout bursts out of two groups of blood, two thicker tentacles attacked the body of the big knight. It just happened that the assassination was not over, and Atticus could not help even if he wanted to avoid it. Seeing that the demon's attack was about to touch the knight, a top with a hexagonal shape, a prism with a sharp edge to modify the corners, flew the two tentacles from the bottom up! Andrea finished the move and hit the Iron Knight with his left shoulder, knocking the latter away from the demon.

"Be careful! Your weapon can't hurt it!" Atticus, who fell to the ground, reminded the angry lion. UU reading books www.uukanshu.com

But the angry lion did not panic because of this. He handed the prism hammer from his left hand to his right hand, and looked slightly at the enemy in front of his mouth. "Really? I don't think so." The arrogant Duke had never seen the power of the devil, but his brute force did indeed make the monster hiding in the scout's body three-pointed. It didn't expect that some people among humans even possessed swords that could easily tear their bodies, and that they could be powerful enough to confront themselves.

But what about that? The strength of the individual cannot overshadow the fact that these humans are generally unable to fight back in front of the demon. After the demon figured this out, he directly controlled the soldier ’s body to turn around and rushed towards the rest of the camp.

"Stop it! Don't let the soldiers see this!" Marcus shouted from the ground. He picked up the scepter on the ground, threw it at the back of the demon, and sculpted the head of the lion. On his back, let the monster stagger.

Andrea knew that the machine was indispensable, picked up the prism, and shifted the target from the soldier's head to the back of his knee when he shot. "Pour me!" As he roared, the heavy prism easily shattered the knee joint that had been seriously injured, making the whole body kneel uncontrollably. Unexpectedly, the scout's upper body turned out completely ignoring the human body structure, and he twisted it all over, and the tentacles protruding from his chest took the lion's throat straight!

"Hey!" The iron cut from top to bottom cut off the two murderous weapons, and the iron knight kicked on the scout's shoulder and laid it to the ground. This time, nothing could stop Atticus from lifting the blade again.

"Demon, go back to your **** in the name of a blue lion!" The witch-hunting knife, flashing red light, penetrated deeply into the throat of the corpse, penetrating the demon parasitic in it.