The Legend of Fatality

Ivan Petrovich Mogorova raised his head and laughed. White snowflakes mixed with rain. The cold north wind is about to freeze his old bones. Great, he thought. It seems that this winter will come very early. The sooner the better. The snowstorm will slow down the speed of the army swarming from the north. Frostbite can freeze your fingers. The bare skin will stick to the metal. He doubted that an army of any size could move in Kaslov's winter.

His interest slowly disappeared. Who knows what these **** who worship evil gods can do? Maybe they have magic to protect them. In any case, even if the predatory northern barbarian tribes were wiped out by hunger, he had no doubt that those dark warriors and horned beasts would survive.

He had met them before the deep winter came out of the land of the troll kingdom. Horned beasts will likely eat their human allies. Warriors in black armor do not seem to need food, water or shelter, which is a common feature of them and their non-human warhorse.

He told himself not to be so pessimistic. Every bit of advantage helps. If Duke Winter and his cold army can wipe out thousands of evil admirers, he will be very grateful. Now, Kaslov needs all possible help.

He urged his horse to work harder. It is only a few hours away from Mikal ’s ferry and the meeting place of horse owners. He looks forward to joining them. He has no doubt that if it attacks that evil army, it will be a huge feast of killing whether it wins or loses.

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Byrne flew over the battlements in Prague. It's snowing everywhere. The cold wind rushed head on. The huge siege tower hit the wall. The boulder rocked under the impact of a huge siege hammer. When a huge ramp descended from the top of the siege tower, the iron chain rattled.

With a roar, a member of the Northern Barbarian tribe in fur clothes appeared. Their chief was an evil warrior in black armor, seven feet tall, with a huge mace in one hand and a huge sword in the other.

Even before the believers of the Evil God could move, Guerrerogan rushed out, followed by Snowry and Bjorni. The dwarves opened a passage among the enemies ascending the city and walked straight towards the enemy leader. Bai En is behind them, and Wu Li is beside him. Seeing them, the human guards with low morale because of the enemy's ascent to the city cheered up and rejoined the battle.

Bai En felt that the **** of the siege tower was bent under the weight of a large number of soldiers. He cut off the shield of one of the barbarians and kicked the other off the ramp. He fell into a ditch covered with spikes and died on his own.

Then he threw out a bottle of highly fragile potions on the corpse in front, and then recited the mantra. When the spell was completed, the flesh and blood of the body turned into a huge tentacle, slamming forward, knocking all the enemies along the road, and finally grabbing one of them, then slowly tightened, crushing the bones of his body .

And the flesh and blood of this tentacle body ...

The visible speed withered and consumed, and finally with the tentacles turned into shriveled flesh, which was completely smashed by the enemies that followed.

In front of him, he could hear Grerogan's roar, and the dwarf cut down the attacker's leader, blocking the path of the enemy's followers. At such a moment, Guerrero seems to be unstoppable, just like an ancient **** of war of his people returning to the real world to wreak havoc on their enemies.

Bai En took out another two bottles, one to the thick chain linking the siege tower bridge and one to the siege tower body. Then he chanted the mantra again. While the chain was corroded, the part of the siege tower that was stained by the liquid in the bottle also began to rot.

As soon as he finished the spell, someone broke through Grerogan's block, and he had to wield his sword again to fight the enemy. Snowry and Bijonny began to fill the gaps that Gray Rogan could not attack the area, and then Brian also pushed up. Bai En slashed left and right, trying to force the enemy back, and then he realized that the entire huge building was shaking.

"Step back!" He shouted. "The whole tower is about to fall!"

He immediately retreated to the wall and walked in self-defense. He evaded the attack of a huge horned beast and took his hand with his counterattack. As he watched, he saw the entire abominable siege tower shaking and began to lean to the side.

"Come back quickly!" Bai En shouted at the dwarves. "Otherwise you will be companions with enemies outside the city!"

Grey Logan and the other dwarves reluctantly drove their prey back to the inside of the tower, and now they are walking back. Bai En smelled the burning smell and saw the flames start to rise from the battlements. It seemed that the siege tower was on fire. He didn't know how this happened. A spell, alchemy fire, burning oil doesn't matter. But it did speed up the collapse of the engineering tower. He is very grateful to have such a breathing opportunity.

After Bane stabbed the sword from the side of the wall into the head of a horned beast trying to climb up the wall. The siege tower began to lean like a sinking ship, and when it fell to the ground, the defenders cheered.

But when the defenders looked into the distance, the smile on their faces disappeared, because they saw dozens of siege towers gradually forming in sight. Bai En realized that this was not a victory because it was not a real offense.

The siege tower moved forward without the cooperation of other troops. Obviously, this was done by a few crazy lunatics out of a desire for so-called glory, not part of a large-scale full-scale offense. Bai En wondered what would happen when all the siege towers moved forward with the help of magic and a huge trebuchet. Bai En even dare not think about it.

Suddenly, he felt tired. Feeling exhausted, he collapsed to the ground with his back against the wall and wanted to rest. This is not just physical fatigue, or even fatigue caused by the consumption of a lot of magic power. It's a complete mental state of fatigue ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ similar to the sense of burnout of self-life produced by those who can't see their future.

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#Grey Rogan stomped and came over. He left a huge footprint on the thin snow. Bai En rubbed his hands to keep warm. Now that the battle was over, the sweat on his body began to cool down. He knew he had to change these clothes as soon as possible, otherwise there would be a risk of fever or worse.

He was strange about the snow. It doesn't look natural; everyone said that it was too early this year, but they and Bai En had completely opposite feelings about this early snow.

At this time Mrs. Casler cheered, because Duke Winter also participated in the battle on their side, and some people claimed that this snow is a masterpiece of their belief in God. Bai En was not sure about this.

"It's not worth your effort today. We should stay in the White Boar Tavern and let your people continue to deal with the next thing." Grerogan looked at Bai En and said.

"Then why don't you stay in the tavern?" Bai En said breathlessly. Bane understands that Gray Rogan is talking about the magic he used in this battle, and it is likely that some people in the city will be treated as evil admirers like Eisenheim-Schneider.

"It's better to kill a few beasts than nothing." Grerogan replied.

"You may make sense, but if it is the same for you, you can solve the part that belongs to me in the future."

"You'd better get up, human. We still have something to do tonight." Grerogan didn't answer White's words, but changed the subject.

"Don't think I forgot." Bai En replied. Privately, he hoped he could.

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