The Legend of Fatality

During the day, Fatalin City is a white city, shining with snowflakes and sunlight, rigid and clear.

But at night, the white fog hits, it covers and blurs everything.

The mage tower surrounding the city becomes a ghostly, high-profile.

The streets in the fog seem to become narrower, and each avenue becomes a lonely, dangerous alley. Even the mage and the thieves were uneasy about walking at night, and it was the very bold people who dared to walk into such an ominous, misty and quiet night. The night city of Fatalin belongs to the desperate and some brave people, and is a place where secrets and strange monsters are coiled.

A strange monster like me, Bai En thought. He stood on the platform around the edge of the flat roof of the house. At night, the buildings standing in the shadow surrounded him, and the thick fog made everything in the darkness seem to be constantly shaking.

Occasionally there is a window with faint light, but the small light is more like shrinking and fearing something in the darkness.

"This city is not what it used to be. Everything has changed so fast. It seems that everyone ’s sense of morality has disappeared. Bad economy makes things worse, job opportunities start to dry up, and shops start to close. Fatalin As the ruler of the island, the association should have changed the status quo, but it did not ... As more and more people embarked on the path of crime and violence, the city fell into fear. This is the dark age ... This city needs to be protected. In order to clean up the garbage for the society, I decided to do more than just a man. This city needs a symbol, I am the symbol that this city needs. "Bai En said deliberately with a low voice.

Bai En suddenly understood why the dark knight likes to stand at the top of the city and overlook his city, which will produce a sense of satisfaction that he has the whole city.

"What are you talking about?" Asked a baritone more magnetic than Bai En.

"This city needs my help. It calls for protection, and I will respond to the call to save it." Bai En continued to lower his voice to say.

A cool breeze passed through the roof, fiddled with white mist, brushed Bai En's cheeks wet with mist, like a breath of breath. He sighed and turned. Geely and the night owl stood behind him, and Geely was embarrassed about being in the thick fog, but he could still deal with his fears. If people in the underground world can't stand the fog, it won't last long.

Night Owl is not just "enduring" the fog. Although the fog reminded him of the scene where he was attacked not far from his mage tower, it made him very uncomfortable.

"Bai En." Ye Xiao said. "Do you have to walk on the edge like that? Our plan may be a little crazy, but I hope the ending is not to see you fall on the stone road below."

Bai En smiled. Ye Xiao never understood what I was doing, he thought. They will never really understand me.

In Fatalin City, civilians are afraid of him. At the Fatalin Association, ordinary apprentices subconsciously stay away from him. And all the companions will not really understand him. Looking at the city for the last time, after inhaling the white mist deep into the body, he finally jumped off the platform and returned to the night owl and Geely. None of the three people had lights, and the starlight usually scattered by the fog was enough to see things.

Bai En took off his coat and vest, handed it to the night owl, and then pulled out the shirt to let the hem spread out, the fabric was so dark that it would not expose his figure in the dark night.

"Well, talk about the detailed action plan." Bai En said. "what do I need to do?"

"The building has three floors," Ye Xiao said, pointing to a house in the distance where no lights were visible from the outside. "Dean and Antalatem will release spells at the front and back exits to seal off the entire building."

Bai En squatted down to untie the backpack straps at the foot of the night owl.

"So we have to enter the house before they finish the spell." Ye Xiao continued. "Dean raided the thieves and the surrounding residents. It was impossible to determine how many people were inside, but most people said that only one person had been seen in and out."

Bei En nodded. He opened the bag and pulled out a dark gray cloak, the big one could wrap his body. The cloak itself is not made of a piece of cloth, but is stitched with four layers of fabric and fur. It is also thickened on the shoulders and chest, and there are metal wires threaded through it in a mesh shape. In addition, the cloak has a special enchantment, so that it can resist and weaken the damage caused by the spell.

However, the shortcomings are also obvious. This cloak is a bit heavy and affects agility. Users may not need to worry about most spells, but they may be punctured by a sword.

Ye Xiao watched this cloak pause. "Geely and I will enter through the main entrance, Falheim will enter through the windows on the second floor, and you are responsible for the third floor."

Bai En put on his cloak and wrapped himself completely. The pattern on the cloak began to roll and twist, almost like a mist.

The night owl exhaled gently. "I didn't expect anyone to wear this cloak."

"What is this?" Geely asked, his low voice resembling the sound of a ghost in the night fog.

"Anti-magic cloak." Ye Xiao said. "Materials and enchantments will resist attacks from spells. The small invention of a member of the Fatalin Society is a bit like ... something made to prove that he can make something."

"It's designed to allow the mage to face the bombardment," Bai En said. "Although I think that avoiding the spell or preventing the opponent from releasing the spell is the key to winning." Bai En turned around and tried to make the cloak dance in a dramatic way. Unfortunately, the cloak is too hard, which makes his shape a little strange. "I think it fits me well."

Ye Xiao rolled his eyes.

"Okay," Bai En said, stooping to take a wide belt from his backpack. "Night Owl, is there anything else I should know?"

"Move faster, don't be blocked by Dean. Especially not in the middle." Ye Xiao said very seriously this time. "Be careful, don't die."

Bai En nodded and tied his wide belt. There are metal buckles and small bags on the belt, and two sword sleeves. Bai En inserted his sacrificial knife into the sword sleeve, and the other hung a whip. Then he took out the magic musket, checked the performance of the gun and loaded the ammunition, and also inserted the buckle on the belt. Finally, he took out a set of hook and claw tools and three bottles from his backpack, and put these into his belt.

"That's it?" Bai En asked.

Ye Xiao nodded. "good luck."

Stood beside him, Geely watched Bai En's preparation process with a focused curiosity. She was a quiet little thing, but there was a strong emotion hiding him in the body. Indeed, she is suspicious, but not timid.

Will have your chance, child. He thought. Only hope is not tonight.

"Okay," Bai En turned around and walked back to the platform on the edge of the roof. "It seems that I need to set off first and meet you later in that house to see who of us gets Nicholas first."

Ye Xiao nodded.

Bai En turned around again, took out the claw tool, threw the claw towards the target house, made sure that the grappling hook grabbed the roof, and then jumped off the building.

White mist coiled in the air beside him. The grappling hook tightened and the falling figure stopped immediately, rebounding back into the air along the rope. He stretched his legs to the side, chose to push the edge of the window that he had just passed, and leaned himself aside, and then carefully pulled the rope to let him climb the target building.

Bai En fell lightly, stepped on the wall, pulled the rope, his body traversed in the air, and walked towards the raised eaves. He stopped in the shadow of a place, looking into the distance of the white mist. He began to burn the magic, feeling that it seemed to ignite his chest and enhance his senses. Suddenly, the night fog did not seem so deep, not that the surrounding night became brighter, but his visual enhancement. A little further north, he could vaguely see the outline of a large building. A mage tower.

Bai En feels his magic power. The magic power consumption rate of this spell is slow, he should not have to worry about running out of magic power. He stood in the same place, and the night mist gently circled, twisted, and swirled around his body, following a nearly imperceptible airstream beside him.

Bai En continued to pull himself on the roof, and finally he stood sideways over the third-floor window. Bai En fixed the rope around his waist, just waiting in the air, tightening his anti-magic cloak, he could feel the gap in the stone wall wearing his boots. He began to hope that this spell would not enhance all his senses, at least not at the same time.

He needs vision enhanced by the spell to see in the dark, and enhanced hearing is also useful, but this spell also makes the touch too sensitive. His skin now felt particularly cold at night, and his feet felt every brick and crack in the wall. Now the only thing Bai En expects is that he hopes this spell will not increase his pain.

The mage tower in the distance seemed to stand in front of him. Compared to the gloomy city, the Master Tower seems to be a luminous body. Bai En can't remember who the mage tower was, but the mage's daily life is different from ordinary people, because he can afford it, he will even squander lamp oil and candles to show that the rich do not need to rely on the season or the sun.

Mage Tower is very magnificent. It can be seen from the outside of the building. In order to isolate it from the city, it still has a defensive high wall at the outermost periphery. Although the design of these mage towers is a military bunker and a mansion of illegal divisions. The dwarf architect built delicate windows above and below the tower. The light shining through the bright stained glass makes the white mist surrounding the mage tower stained with colorful colors.

Bai En may have been seated too quickly, others have not yet reached their designated position. Bai En noticed that two teams were moving at a slow speed in the dark, presumably Antalatem and Dean blocked the house. But he didn't find Falheim and Night Owl. I don't know if they are late or hidden well.

Bai En was plagued by too much information brought by the enhanced feeling and had to think about something to distract him until he felt a slight fever in his waist. He took out the hot crystal with his fingers. This was the signal they had agreed upon. When the three were in place, they would communicate the message. Bai En also infused his own magic power into the crystal, the crystal became hotter, and then began to cool down, which means that three people have injected magic power into it.

Bai En took a deep breath, grabbed the rope with his hand, and then untied it from his waist. Then he squatted deeply, used it to increase his strength, and then jumped up suddenly. He flew in the air for a while, loosened a piece of rope, and the rope began to pull him back. He tightened his feet and suddenly kicked the window into the third floor of the house.

He protested against this through his enhanced touch, but he finally completed the first step when he felt great pain. His hand immediately loosened the rope, and his body was like a coin that was dropped. Before the coin fell, it began to roll forward. His body fell to the ground like a raised coin, and he could suddenly support him. The weight allows Baeen to use the inertia of the forward to rebound, while entering the depth of the room and keeping a distance from the window.

Finally, he controlled the body, letting inertia take him through a few feet, and the cloak flew quietly for a while, then he stood up along the way and quietly fell into the room not far from the wall.

A frightened person stood less than three steps away from Bai En. Bai En rushed into the man in less than a second, jumped into the air, slammed the man's chest, made the man's center of gravity unstable, and at the same time pulled out his sacrificial knife and made a cut on the man's neck.

The man who had his throat cut immediately collapsed. Bai En landed lightly on his side, and his ears keenly observed whether there was a commotion in the night. But he found no movement, which made Bai En start to frown.

Bai En let this man bleed to his own death. This person should be a master apprentice. But it should also be the enemy. If the man is an apprentice of the Spellcaster Academy, because of the money or the power of the evil god, he is tempted to betray his companion ... Then Bai En is more willing to let these people enter an eternal rest.

Bai En gently opened the door, and there was darkness in the aisle. He opened the door gently and squatted into the hallway.

The second room in the corridor is very quiet, a place similar to a greenhouse. The low mounds are planted with carefully trimmed short bushes and small trees, and the other wall has floor-to-ceiling windows to provide sunlight to all plants. Although it was dark in the room, Bai En knew that those plants would be different from ordinary plants, some were potions, some were cast materials, and there might even be a few plants that needed special alchemical agents. These plants are quite rare and are usually cultivated only by mages.

Bai En quickly walked through the greenhouse, stopped outside the third door, and found a circle of light behind the door. He closed his eyes, listened carefully to the movements in the room, and pulled out the wonder of lighting from his belt. After being energized with magic power, slowly open your eyes and let your eyes adjust to the light for a while, so as to prevent him from temporarily losing vision when he suddenly enters the bright room, and then push open the door violently.

Stooped into the room, and the strong light made him blink. His hands had already held the sacrificial knife and the magic gun, but the room was empty. Obviously, this is a study room. There is a lantern on the wall beside each bookcase and a desk in the corner.

Bai En put away the sacrificial knife and carried the magic gun. I started searching the room, there was a big safe in the corner of the room, it was too obvious. Bai En walked to the wall and touched the wall with one hand. The wall panels are the same as the walls of most civilian areas, painted with light gray paint. Sure enough, Bai En felt a gap in the east wall, and there was a powerful light source glowing inside.

There is always another secret, Bai En thought. He didn't even think about how to open the door and took a few steps back. Start thinking about whether this back room will be a person or a trap ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Finally, he chose a stupid method. He knocked down the heavy desk and blocked it outside the camouflage door of the back room. Pulling the switch that he thought should be a fake door, there was some resistance at first, but after pulling harder, he clicked and the disguised door opened wide, revealing a small secret room on the wall.

Bai En laughed. There was a man with a whole body lying in this room, and even from his heavy breathing, he didn't seem to be much threatened.

The man seemed to be awakened by Bai En's movements, and he turned slowly. Bai En held a magic rifle at his head, he would shoot first if there was any movement. But what surprised Baen was that this old man with severe burns appeared to be unsurprised to see his eyes, with a trace of excitement.

"You should have come." The man made a harsh, hoarse voice. "I failed. This medicine will consume my vitality to treat my injury. Even if I have enough medicine, it will be a long pain and an ending soon after the cure. It is better to die directly. "

"Nicholas?" White asked. "It seems that you paid the price for betraying the Fatalin Association."

"Yes. But I believe anyone will choose power."

"Maybe, the association may not give you the strength you want. But I think you should understand that for your god, your death is not necessarily 'happy'." Bai En said mockingly.

"Yes, I started to understand this too. Now for me, death is sweeter than life." Nicholas's burned face also seemed to have a self-deprecating smile.