The Legend of Fatality

Suddenly, at that moment, everything fell silent. In the terrible silence, Baien could only hear Warwick's pen rustling. At this moment, Bai En felt that someone had pulled his arm, and he realized that Warwick wanted to return his gun. Bai En gave him the gun and pulled out the sword again.

Only then did he remember that he was going to continue to make the medium for casting spells. So began to quickly classify the materials and medicines on the ground, and then mixed them according to the ratio, and then divided into several parts. In the end he only got six casting materials. This is less than he thought, but there is no way. Since he started to go north, there was no chance to add materials along the way. This made him miss Fatalin a bit, at least there, most of the casting materials are available.

The roar that broke the silence was so loud and terrible that Bai En almost dropped his sword from his hand. He raised his head and restrained his urge to soil his pants. The most terrible thing he had seen had entered the hall. Behind the hall, he could see the heads of hundreds of horned beasts slanting.

When he stared at the monster in horror, Bai En thought: This is what the demon looks like. This is the incarnation of the nightmare, which has haunted my people since the beginning.

He now understands that the fear inspired by this thing is magic. This is an abnormal atmosphere, something that crawls out of the deepest pit, and no mortal can't help but perceive and control it. In some ways, just looking at this thirsty blood-killing lord will hurt your eyes. Its appearance tells you that it is not made of natural substances. The odor of the corpse was unpleasant than anything he could imagine. It exudes the smell of carrion, coagulated blood and other indescribable and more disgusting things.

It looks like Hagrim described it. It is much taller and heavier than Bai En. Huge bat-like wings are curved on its shoulders. It is as strong as those Minotaurs. It holds a huge coiled whip in one hand and a terrible axe larger than the human body in the other. Its skin is red and its face is brutal and cruel. However, among all the characteristics of this thirsty blood-killing lord, Bai En knows that he will never forget his eyes.

They are like endless dark ponds, with an evil and eternal wisdom gazing in them. In that unknown abyss, a red flame of rage and hatred flashed, a crazy brutality, if possible, it would overthrow the order of the entire universe, in order to satisfy a bloodthirsty desire that can never be satisfied.

This is a creature that has witnessed the life and death of the world, and may have witnessed the death of everything. Compared with its life, his own existence is not as good as the mayfly's life. Compared with its strength, cruelty and cunning, he is useless.

However, looking at all this, Bai En felt that his fear began to disappear. In short, although this is a specific fear, it is actually not as bad as he thought. This will never be as terrible as the nightmare that his own brain had imagined out of thin air that made his heart beat faster.

This is indeed an awesome, mysterious, powerful creature, but he now feels that he has seen it and he can fight it. He glances at other people and knows that they feel the same way. In a way, he didn't feel too sad about this matter, even if it caused his death. He knew that he saw something that few people would see now, which made him feel a certain satisfaction. He also knew that he could face this terrible thing, and in the end, he would not be completely intimidated.

Bai En felt the kind of pain that began to appear on the airship again. He didn't know why, but this thing appeared too suddenly, and there was no warning at all.

Just when Bai En thought about what had happened to him. The demon spoke, and then the fear came back, and it became stronger: "I am here to get my blood debt, King Tangalim, as I said."

Its sound is like a horn made of brass, but there is something in it that hints at emptiness, and a cold, biting flame. The sound was like thunder, but it sounded so perfectly that every word accurately expressed the hatred the devil intended to express. This is a demigod's voice with anger and revenge.

Bai En can see that the demon is not speaking in common language, but he can still fully understand its meaning in some way, and he has no doubt that the other dwarves are the same.

"You will be thrown back into the abyss again." Said the dwarf king. His voice was crisp, deep, and loud, but compared to that demon, his voice sounded like a rebellious child screaming in contempt at an adult.

"I'm going to take your heart out and eat it in front of your living eyes, just like I promised you. Not all little warriors can save you. In every year I wait, every One day, every hour, every moment, I look forward to this day, and now it has arrived. "

As the demon said more and more, the horned beasts and black armor warriors got into the back room, but none of the dwarves shot an arrow or raised a weapon. This creature has a hypnotic power, and its confrontation with the ancient dwarf king also has an unbearable attraction.

Bai En wanted to shout a warning to tell the dwarves to attack, but he did not do so. It seems that he and all of them are fascinated by the same spell, and there are more and more followers of evil gods. Tanglim seemed to want to answer, but could not answer. He looked old and tired, and was defeated before he left.

"You haven't lost your arrogance at all, little fellow, but you are old and weak now, and I-I am stronger than ever."

"You should really smell yourself!" Grerogan growled suddenly.

The demon's burning gaze aimed at Grey Rogan, and Bane was startled, because the eyes of the thing stared at him for a while. It was as if Bleach looked at him from his skinny eyes. Bane was surprised. Guerrerogan could actually fight the demon's sight, but he did.

After a while, he even grinned and waved his axe. The rune on the blade of the axe was brighter than any time Bai En saw. Grerogan raised his thumb and moved along the edge of the axe. A blood bead appeared, and he flicked it defiantly in the direction of the devil.

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"I want to drink every drop of blood on your body, smash your head, devour your few brains, and I will devour your soul. You will understand the true meaning of terror."

"I'm learning the true meaning of boredom," Grerogan said, making a harsh laugh. "Are you trying to annoy me with your speech, or are you here to die?"

Surprisingly, the demon smiled, showing long fangs and a mouth that seemed to swallow a horse. "A moment of resistance will cause you to be tortured forever. You will have millions of years to reflect on your stupidity. Consider this before you die. It was you who took me to this secret place."

Seeing Guerrerogen refuse to take the bait, the devil continued: "That axe is connected to me. Since it hurts me, I can always feel its existence, no matter how well it hides. I follow it Footprint came to this place. I thank you for everything you did for me, slave. "

This may also explain the cause of the death of the son of the dwarf king Morekai. Bai En glanced at Gray Logan, wondering what he thought. Apart from the unforgettable hatred shown on his face, there was no emotion. Bane wanted to know how Grerogan did it.

There was confusion in his mind. After a long exploration, they used all of Blake ’s ingenuity to bring them here, overcoming all the dangers, and it seemed that they just led the demon to its ultimate goal. It ’s crazy that all their efforts are for this purpose. They are caught in a network of intricate predictions and doom, and they know nothing about it. They are nothing more than a dark gods. Chess pieces in a protracted game.