The Legend of Fatality

As they approached the black barge, Brian discovered a new problem. Their dinghy is very low in the water, but the side of the barge is high. If it is on flat ground, it may be easy to climb, but on two ships that swing up and down on the water, the situation is completely different. He mentioned this to Grerogan.

"Don't worry," the dwarf said. "I have a plan."

"Now I am a little worried." Bai En muttered to himself.

"What do you mean, human?" The dwarf looked almost angry.

"It's nothing," Bai En turned away and denied.

"Take that lantern, and when I call you, you are ready to act."

The boat gradually drifted to the place where it came into contact with the barge. Just then, Guerrerogan jumped and smashed his axe towards the side of the barge. It was chopped so deep that it had been fixed, and Grey Rogan used it to pull himself up until he reached a porthole position.

"It's a very hidden plan." Bai En said angrily. "In this case, why not cheer on your arrival?"

Another slam made the dwarf climb up from the side of the ship. He stood there for a while, then lowered the axe first, with the blade facing upward.

"Hurry up," Guerrerogan shouted. Bai En jumped up, grabbed the axe handle with his right hand, and held the lantern with the other hand. Guerrerogen held the axe in one hand and apparently lifted it up effortlessly, although Brian was heavy and the angle of force was uncomfortable. He propelled the ax to the side of the ship, and took Bai En with him. Bai En fell on the deck and was stunned by the amazing power the dwarf had just demonstrated.

"As we expected," Bai En said as he stood up, then tilted his head and waved his head to the large crowd of ratmen on the deck.

"Very good," said Gray Logan. "Just I need to do some exercise."

Skecher thought, what was that? He heard a loud noise and the sound of wood breaking. Did the idiots hit the ship again on the sandbar? He wouldn't let them go. They claim to be experienced sailors, even if they are crew members on human ships. So far, this situation has not been confirmed.

If their stupid behavior endangers this mission, Isaac-Glott will tear them into pieces and eat their offal before they die, but this idea does not bring any comfort to Skechi. He knew that he would be the first dish at the feast master punishment feast.

When Skage heard the crew's panic screams, he knew it was worse than stranded. It must have been discovered by a human patrol. He cursed the bad luck that made humans discover them. That must be a one-millionth probability. Now he really wished he had brought a few ogres. He didn't do it because he was worried that their roars and howls would reveal the ship's position, but now it seems that this is irrelevant.

On the one hand, he wanted to emit a scent of fear, but on the other hand, he was also responsible for taking care of his experiments. He ran from the cabin to the cargo hold. Around him, a large number of rats struggled in their cages, desperately wanting freedom and wanting to eat. Seeing their wild hunger in their eyes, Skechi was very happy that he was soaked in a swamp toad oil, and he knew his creation would hate it.

Hearing the terrible massacre, Skage quickly began to open the cage. The hungry mice greedily climbed up on the springboard in droves and walked towards their living, breathing food.

Bai En threw out the lantern vigorously. Its flames are burning in the air. The mouse dazzled by the flash of light jumped backward and was temporarily blind. Bai En used a sword to pierce his throat while in trouble.

The deck was covered with blood and brain plasma. The oathbreaker left a terrible road of destruction behind him. His axe chopped a dozen ratmen into corpses without limbs. However, the body around Bai En did not get any better. The sharpness of ‘Feng So’ surprised him every time. Not only did it cut its fur and muscles easily, it even cut the bones easily. This allows Bai En to not need to pay too much attention to attack the key parts, nor to think about where to attack to better cut off the opponent's limb. Just keep slashing.

But for the horror of Bai En and the dwarves, these ratmen have an extremely obvious performance. Some other ratmen escaped backwards, and some jumped out of the side of the boat just to avoid the dwarves. Bai En followed the dwarf and moved behind, killing the ratmen who tried to outmaneuver the dwarf, and rescued the dying ones from their pain.

Kept waving his long sword, making his heart beat violently in his chest. His hilt was soaked with sweat in his tight grip, but he was not as worried as he usually was in life and death wrestling and always needed to think about his next attack plan. Compared with some of the battles he has participated in, this battle is relatively easy. In fact, it is too easy. This is rather suspicious, considering that there should be some terrible weapons on board.

He told himself that even if the battle was relatively easy, there would not be much difference. He jumped aside, flashed a knife thrown by a mouseman's sailor, and then rushed forward to pierce another mouseman's heart. But Bai En also told himself that the opponent only needs one lucky attack, and he will die, just like a ogren ripped him into pieces.

Concentrating, he ordered himself—then he stopped in fear, because a lot of hairy things began to flow out of the cargo compartment.

Skech climbed up the stairs secretly, gazing at the scene of the terrible violent massacre outside. A huge chunky dwarf brandished a huge axe and killed half of the crew, as if planning to slaughter the other half. In the process, he received the help of a tall, dark-haired human. He held a lantern in one hand and an evil sword in the other. The sword occasionally emitted a light, and the rat-man Will fall to the ground twitching. There are deadly rats everywhere, they are nibbling the dead and dying ratmen's body.

Skeet froze on the spot, and the gland in the tail spewed a smell of fear. His claws clutched the last cage tightly, and there were several panicked mice desperately trying to get rid of the oily smell on his fur. Skage recognized the two men who invaded the barge. In the middle of the siege of the Ratmen to Heidelberg, they have become a kind of dark legend. This is the terrible pair of guys who haven't even been able to kill the gutterwalkers. They have defeated Scree's engineering warlock. It is said that even the prophet Tangul would not dare to see them again. They are terrible rat killers-they are here, on this barge!

Skechi is not a warrior, he knows that he has no help for the Ratmen in the battle above. Even these deadly mice may not be able to overcome this seemingly invincible pair. Therefore, he is obviously responsible for escaping with the last remaining mice and keeping them for future use.

Then he thought for a while, then raised the cage high above his head and jumped into the dark water.

Bai En watched more and more big mice coming out of the cargo compartment. There was a hungry and crazy look in their dense eyes, which made him scared and made him numb at the back. He didn't know if this was a secret weapon of a ratman. One of the fierce big men pounced on him. He felt that its paws were chasing very annoyingly on his legs. He rushed and lifted his leg, kicking the beast on all fours, then stomping his feet, feeling that another spine broke under the heel.

He glanced at Gray Logan. The dwarf cut off the head of another ratman crew and blood spewed out. Before this poor corpse landed, more and more big rats crawled over it.

At this time, something fell on Bai En from above. He felt claws scratching in his hair, and sharp little teeth bit his ears. An animal odor filled his nostrils. He put down the lantern, reached for the mouse, and felt the muscles under the hair creep. When he tried to throw that thing into the river on the other side of the ship, its fangs bit his finger. He shook his hand hard before throwing it away.

More and more mice fell from above or swooped from the deck. This made Bai En feel like he was in the center of a fur whirlpool. Guerrero stomped, kicked and kicked, but he was the same there. There are too many mice and too fierce to overcome. If they stayed, they would be bitten into holes and die terribly.

"I dare to say, for an oath taker, this is not a great death!" Bai En shouted.

"Burn this **** rat nest!" There was a more anxious echo across the opposite side.

"what?"

"Burn it, let's leave this **** place!"

Bai En looked around and saw the lamp. He picked it up and threw it onto the deck with all his might. Burning lamp oil splashed everywhere. Baine often heard Captain Jago Rose say how dangerous a fire broke out on a ship. After all, they are made of wood and sealed with flammable asphalt. And what would happen if the magic ship ‘Flying Antelope’ had a fire, it was even more unimaginable. Bai En never thought he would be grateful for this fact, but he certainly will now. The flames started to flash and danced around him.

He smelled of burnt fur and meat. There were squeaking mice running around, their fur smoky and burning, trying to escape the blazing flames. Some jumped into the water from the bow and planted them like meteors. Others continued their attacks with double anger, as if they were determined to drag something else to die with it.

Bai En thinks this is the signal to let them leave.

"It's time to go!" He shouted to Guerrerogan. A heat wave hit him, scorching his hair and eyebrows.

"Well, human, I think you are right."

Bai En withdrew his sword into the scabbard, turned around, and jumped from the side. He fell into the water, and the rats fell like hail around him. After feeling the hot air on the burning ship, it felt like the cold and dark river was hitting his head, which was almost a relief. He waved his hands and then stepped on the water, making his head appear above the water.

He could see small boats all around and they came to see the fire. He fought against the weight of the scabbard and allowed himself to swim towards the nearest ship.

Bai En was soaked all over, sitting on the dock sullenly, eyes wide open. So far, there is no trace of Guerrerogan. He hasn't seen Grerogan since he jumped into the water. He wondered whether the dwarf could swim. Even if he could, could he not be drowned to grab his precious axe? To be precise, this was not the glorious death he desired.

Bai En's clothes were wet and his teeth began to tremble, but he was still sitting there, hoping he could drink a few glasses of gin that Grerogan had drank earlier. Bai En was curious about the weapon that was supposed to be on the black barge. He now knew that he would never find out what it was. The barge is now a completely burnt wreck, parked at the bottom of the river. The boatmen who rescued Bai'an ashore stayed in the middle of the river channel, watched the boat burn to ashes, and then accepted a small handful of silver coins in return for sending Bai'an to the shore.

At this time, Bai En watched cautiously to the right, and a damp flapping sound came from nearby. There, a big hungry mouse escaped from the boat. He climbed up the stairs from the bank of the river to the embankment, dried his hair like a dog, and then trot away from the dock. Bai En watched it go and found that for the first time he knew that the mouse could swim and could swim so far.

Baien once considered rediscovering the boatmen, and then went to the river to find the dwarves. He knew it would be a futile effort; the water of the Rake River was too wide and the current was too fast. If the dwarf is drowned, there is no doubt that his body will eventually be salvaged and displayed on the old bridge, waiting with everyone else to wait for someone to claim it. Bai En thinks he can check there tomorrow.

He tiredly stood up from the mooring post he was sitting on, preparing to travel long distances back to the tavern, thinking that maybe it was time to go home. At this moment, he saw a familiar figure and was scolding an equally familiar boatman who was swaying the boat towards the dock. Bai En waved to welcome.

"The current brought me down the river," Guerrerogan shouted and pulled himself to the dock. "Meet our old friend here. It took most of the night to come back."

"All the way upstream," said the tired boatman. He looked as tired as what Bai En noticed, and he was very scared. Bane can guess what threat Guerrerogan used to stimulate his potential.

"Okay," Bai En said to them. "Let's go back to the blind pig tavern and have some beer. I think this is what we deserve."

"Please forgive me if I don't go with you," said the boatman. "And. There are small questions about my compensation."

Bai En smiled and drew two gold coins from his wallet.

"Of course, you did two things last night to help us catch the boat and save my friend. They are all worth gold."

Skechi was cold and wet, covered in mud, and finally stumbled into the underground passage ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ It was a terrible night. He took the last cage of mice to swim across the cold river. After that, he ran all the way along the river bank until he found a sewer outlet, and then he spent the whole night wandering in the tunnel until he found the smell of the familiar ratman. Then he evaded the human patrol along the path in the dark and finally brought him here.

He is proud of himself. He experienced a long and difficult journey. He lost his bifocal glasses and could hardly see anything, but he succeeded. He successfully saved a cage filled with precious experimental samples. Even better, there are several pregnant female rats in the cage so that he can easily start over. The mice are also very healthy. Even now, they show signs of restlessness. Skechi realized that it was because they could smell the food. He was very close to the storage room where a large amount of materials needed for the invasion troops were stored.

Now, he thought that all he needed was an excuse to explain his job to the sentry. It's easy; he will just say that he is feeding Isaac-Glott. Anyone who knows Master Tamer will believe this.

This idea made him snicker. When his near-blind eyes could not distinguish the stone in front of him, he was still snickering, and then stumbled, lying awkwardly on all fours. The cage broke free from him. The lock that was hit hard after the landing opened with a click. The deadly mice ran forward and ran in the direction of the mouse character's storage room.

Skechi moaned on the ground. He knew what the consequences would be. Soon it was not just Isaac-Glott who was hungry.