The Legend of Fatality

Eisenheim-Schneider can feel the dragon in front, just like he can feel the magic in the surrounding air. It was an ominous and powerful existence that made him tremble with fear.

He read a book about the aura surrounding the ancient dragon, called Longwei, and also read a book about how the dragon aroused fear in the hearts of the bravest people. Moreover, after facing the dragon once, he thought he was ready. Unfortunately, he was wrong.

He felt that the behemoth might jump out at any time, biting him and ending his life. He thought that when a bird feels that a cat is close to it, it must feel like this.

In order to distract himself, he stretched out his senses, grasped the magic power dispersed in the air, and prepared to issue an attack spell to any, even the smallest danger omen. At the same time he has woven the most subtle and powerful protective spells for himself and his friends. He wondered if they had noticed.

He also knows that there are other forces at work here. The ominous sword held by Bai En started to burn his own energy. In Eisenheim-Schneider's magic eyes, it shone like a lighthouse.

Eisenheim-Schneider could feel its perception begin to activate the spell on itself. If he could not be absolutely sure that the sword, like them, was determined to destroy the dragon, Eisenheim-Schneider would weave a counterattack spell.

Despite his thoughts, Eisenheim-Schneider still did not understand why he was so sure about the use of this sword. Does this sword also affect his own thinking and make him believe it?

He doubted this idea. He felt he would feel any erosion of his thoughts. He checked his psychological defense, looking for a breakthrough, just in case, but found no breakthrough. However, any subtle spell that is sufficient to influence his thinking will almost certainly make him think in this way.

He is also more curious about the origin of Bai En. He is a mage. Indeed, it can be seen from the spells he can release. But he is not like any Master who graduated from the Marnus Imperial Academy of Magic. In some aspects of magic, he was young and terrible, but in other aspects, he had something very unique.

Even in his heart, there is a feeling that if he performs a magic duel with Bai En, then the loser must be Bai En, but the one who died must be himself, even if he also killed the other party. Bai En's spell has something beyond his understanding of magic, something extremely cruel.

Thinking of this, he almost smiled. Here, he was worrying about a relatively small possibility. At this time, he felt that there was a dragon in front, with the magic power of the dragon and the incredible power of the dragon. What does Bai En's magic have to do with himself?

What is the use of his sword and what does it matter? It is not the only magic weapon here. And the terrible axe in Guerrerogan ’s hand, whose power is an order of magnitude greater than that of Bane ’s sword, and a weapon that can drive out more powerful demons.

The more Eisenheim-Schneider thinks about these events, the more she believes there is a certain pattern between them. Ma Kaisen is also here, he is equipped with the most deadly equipment that the dwarf steel spacecraft can make, he is also here, his magic has reached a whole new height on the journey.

This kind of thing will certainly not be accidental. Perhaps the power of the benevolent gods who guarded the world brought them here for a reason.

Eisenheim-Schneider found himself smiling quietly. This is a dangerous idea. Warriors and wizards who think they are protected by God usually find themselves in the tomb early.

Maybe they died for the will of God, maybe not. Higher-level forces rarely open their minds to their human followers, nor do they necessarily be kind to them.

Yes, the gods of kindness, justice, and kindness have not shown signs in any place for too long. So many people in the world believe that these gods have left this world. And their believers and religious rulers can only use: do not unwittingly speculate on the will of God to obscure believers.

If he is honest enough, he will admit that he is here because Angelica is here, and he wants to protect her. To a magician, this is a stupid and romantic idea, but it is a fact. If that led to his death, so be it ...

He took another breath. With the magic that diffused in the surrounding air, he felt corruption and depravity. This is not a pure evil smell. It's like the smell of rotten flesh that he sometimes smells in his hospice apprenticeship during hospice care.

A faint hint of hope suddenly rose in his heart.

Perhaps the dragon suffered much more damage when they attacked the airship than they thought. For a while, his mood relaxed, and then more realistic ideas reappeared. Even if the beast is seriously injured, it is not necessarily a good sign.

Like most beasts, dragons are always in the most dangerous state when they are injured.

Angelica prepared her bow. She didn't know how an arrow could deal with a monster as powerful as a dragon, but she was determined to try at least. She has already ordered Standa and Oleg to do what she intends to do: aim and shoot.

No matter how well-made armor composed of scales outside the body of this creature, its eyes must still be fragile. At least she hopes so. Otherwise she couldn't see how they could hurt the body under the scales.

She insisted on this idea to seek comfort. This is a terrible place. It exudes the smell of death and disease. The bones of the former victims of the dragon were everywhere, wrapped in rusty chain mail and decaying leather, staring into the sky with empty eyes. There seemed to be hundreds of people trying to kill the beast before they came, but none succeeded.

This is the 100th time she wants to know why she is here. She could have left those who gave up the oath and tried to walk north along the road. She can even leave the mountains from the long way west. But she did not, and sometimes she regretted it. Going the other way means leaving Bai En, and she is not ready to do so. She felt so stupid.

She felt as if she had abandoned her responsibility to her father and loved ones for a stranger. For what she thought she loved him ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ But if this is love, it is completely different from the love sung by the minstrel.

It's a mixture of anger and anger, and it's a crazy sensitivity to the smallest thing in the other person's body. That is a fear, a fear about what will be lost and possessed.

This is a feeling that you are no longer yourself, but a stranger. It is this powerful instinct brute force that reminds you of a person, even if you don't want to talk to him, even if you walk into the dragon's den.

She really hoped that he had not promised to elope with her that night, but she was glad that he had agreed, even if this would make him a person who would abandon the oath. She didn't know if they could sneak away, cross the mountains, avoid the darkness, and live together. She knew it was an illusion. They are not the kind of people who can do this. In the end, she could not give up her family and responsibilities.

She looked around and found that Eisenheim-Schneider was laughing, not knowing what the magician could think of here. He is a weirdo, but a good man. Even if God has given him strange powers, he is powerless here and cannot even save himself.

He seems to at least try to use them for good, he has always been a true friend of hers and others. She was convinced that the only reason he came here was for her, and she was moved by this, even though she thought it was foolish for him to embark on a path that would most likely lead to his death. But on the other hand, he is no more stupid than her.

She saw that the oathbreakers in front had stopped. They stood in front of a huge hole. The smell of corruption and decay is stronger here, as if they are approaching its source. They are now standing at the entrance to Kalandil's Lair. She wants to know where the evil dragon is