The Legend of Fatality

Bane stood on the command deck of the ‘Glennell ’s Will’. He only needs to look at the dashboard to know that the situation is bad. About half of the dials and the engine did not respond. Even here, the sound of the remaining two engines sounds terrible.

Ma Kaisen limped into the door. Bai En has never seen this chief engineer so angry.

"Very bad?" He asked.

"I'm going to say that this is terrible. We can still maintain a high degree of luck. The sling between the manned cabin and the airbag is damaged in three places. I asked the boys to do some repairs, but only temporarily. It will give us some time before it becomes a terrible disaster. "

"It doesn't sound good," Bai En said. This seemed to anger Mackason.

"Nonsense! Only two engines are still working. The hull has been damaged in more than twenty places! We lost a turret and almost all rotorcraft. Damn. I tell you. If this is the last thing I can do I will also make that dragon pay for it. It will one day regret regretting attacking my airship. "

Bai En nodded. He was sure that Mackason was telling the truth, but he did not know how the other party would fulfill his oath. They tried everything to attack the dragon, but it flew back to its nest. Bai En is not even sure if they really drove it away by themselves. He had a feeling that the thing let them go for other reasons. He estimated that their chance of killing the dragon was almost the same as that of Bai En becoming emperor.

Old Borek limped to the command deck. He looks older than before. His crutches moved weakly, like a blind man groping for a way. His long beard dragged on the floor. He seems to have reached the limit of physical strength. The loss of his nephew hit him hard.

"I'm sorry for Warwick," Bai En said. "He is a good dwarf."

Borek looked up at him and smiled sadly.

"Yes, Mr. Bai En. He is. I really shouldn't let him participate in this expedition. I shouldn't have let him leave the collapsed black tower, but he wanted to come too ..."

Bane remembered the courage that Warwick showed deep in Guntergrim. He is used to keeping everything in his big metal book. He sometimes has an annoying joy. He admires the embarrassing heroes that he and Guerrero have shown. His short-sightedness. He was soft and slightly pedantic. It's hard to believe that he will never see this dwarf again, and will never hear his voice again. He was surprised. He has not been affected so severely by death for a long time.

"He's a young man," Makasson said. "I probably shouldn't take him to see the rotorcraft and teach him how to drive."

"If you didn't do this, my friend, I don't think we will be here now."

"Yes-you are right. This young man is a hero."

"I am the last person in my veins now," Borek said sadly. Bai En saw two drops of liquid running down the old dwarf's cheek. Are they really tears? He quickly looked away to avoid embarrassment for the dwarf scholar.

"Okay, but you don't have to worry! We will find the **** **** and kill it. It will be me on my hatred list, and it will be the first of my revenge targets.

Borek just looked away and shook his head sadly.

Eisenheim-Schneider stood on the observation deck at the back, looking out through the broken glass. It must have been broken while fighting the dragon, but he didn't know how to break it, nor when. The entire airship looks terrible. Most of the internal fixtures are loose. During the battle, cargo boxes and treasure chests were thrown everywhere, damaging themselves and anything they hit. The two crew members were crushed to death. At least ten more people need Eisenheim-Schneider's treatment.

He can see that the airship was seriously damaged, not only because the engine made a disgusting buzz, but also lacked the motivation to move forward. Compared to their previous speed, this is simply a snail crawl. He wondered if they could get where they needed to go. This airship seems to be troubled by one accident after another. They almost seemed to be cursed. Perhaps Mackason's reputation for disaster is not so undesirable.

He watched the valley drift under them. They flew along a stream that flowed to the lowlands. He guessed that if you were under the waterfall, the rapids of the waterfall would be beautiful, but he knew he would never know. He may never see these places again.

Enjoy the scenery, he said to himself. Take advantage of this opportunity when you are here. You will never come here again. Somehow, after the battle with the dragon, the delightful teachings taught by his mentors in the "Brotherhood of the Mysteries" seemed somewhat precious.

However, he also knows that these words are true. He should enjoy this moment, he should be happy. This battle showed him how fragile life was and how quickly it ended. Look at poor Warwick and a dozen others who were killed or injured in the battle.

The engine rang intermittently for a while, then stopped. In an instant, he felt that the ‘Glennell ’s Will’ was floating on the river like a small boat without a rudder. "Gods, please help us," he prayed. Don't let this happen now. He was very worried. The airship that had lost its power might drift to the side of the mountain, or more airbags might burst, and they might fall to the ground. He saw a small group of figures moving quickly in the valley below. He was not sure, but he thought he caught a trace of yellow-green.

"Orcs," he heard Angelica talking nearby. He looked around in surprise.

"Your eyesight is better than mine," he said.

"I've watched the arrow in my life, not reading under the candlelight." Angelica replied, "I learned to recognize orcs from a long distance. Anyone who lives on the Kaslov Plains If you fail to learn this, you will die quickly. "

"So, are the orcs so terrible?" Eisenheim-Schneider asked. He already knew the answer, he just wanted to hear her talking.

"Like those warriors of evil gods ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Orcs have their own way of doing things. Even more brutal or dull, they do n’t even know when they died. I have seen one orc The arrow shot through his heart and half of his head was cut off, but before it died he still cut down two soldiers. "

"I agree." Eisenheim-Schneider turned to look in the direction of the sound. Grey Logan's huge body filled the hatch leading to the observation deck. As a dwarf of this size, he moved surprisingly quietly. Eisenheim-Schneider did not hear him coming. "But a good axe will eventually kill them all."

Hearing the engine start again, Eisenheim-Schneider breathed a sigh of relief. They began to move forward again.

"No matter where we are going, I hope we can get there as soon as possible," he said.

"We have to wait until night to determine our location based on the stars," Grerogan said. "At that time we had a better idea."

Eisenheim-Schneider wanted to know if the airship could arrive before dark. He saw some torn cables. It's a miracle that they are still here.

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