The Legend of Fatality

When Grey Logan and Snowry joined his team, the cultists screamed in frustration. Grerogan's axe split the nearest cultist. Using a blowback, he shattered another person's skull and let the brain squirt out of the grain. Snow struck the enemy with his axe and hammer and shouted with joy.

Bern's assessment of the cultists is correct. After a while, they were relieved. During this time, Bai En has resolved three wizards, he continued to rush forward, stab the other person's abdomen with a sword. When he did this, he discovered a disadvantage of their situation. The grain glides under the feet. It's like trekking through the slippery quicksand. It will immediately **** you down, making it difficult for you to maintain balance while moving.

"Catch them!" Cried a cultist. "They have only three people."

The admirers of the evil gods started to fight them, but the wizards in the field of view of the white grace they had appeared were all dead and they also slipped. Only the dwarves showed no signs of losing their balance. Of course, this is easy for them, Bai En thought, because their legs are short and their feet wide. They strode forward to meet the enemy, almost unhindered by their feet.

Bai En found himself fighting with a big guy taller than himself, and the other party also had a heavy big knife in his hand. This person is slower than him, and his skills are not as good as him. Under normal circumstances, Bai En will kill him immediately.

But now he walked hard to avoid falling, and the grain of wheat sucked his leg, slowing his movements, which means that he encountered some difficulties. When two opponents of the other party joined the battle, his heart beat faster. It's great, Bai En thought. Why can't they fight Grerogan instead of finding my stubble?

He evaded the opponent's blow and reluctantly turned around, feeling his arm was cut by the blade. He prayed that the sword was not poisoned, and tried not to let this idea freeze him when he prevented another blow. The force of the impact almost knocked his long sword out of the numb fingers. He almost lost his balance on the smooth grain.

A burning golden light came from above. A man in a cloak among the enemies caught fire, and the beam of light continued to move forward, igniting his hair and melting the flesh on his scalp. Bai En saw his skull seem to collapse inwards, his head sagged downward, as if it were made of melted clay.

The man made a terrible groan and then collapsed to the ground. Another attacker Bai Yan glanced upward to determine the source of this new threat. Bai En seized this opportunity and slid his blade from the man's rib into his body, sending him directly into the kingdom of death.

The last person screamed at Baie, but as he did so, Guerrerogan ’s axe hit the back of his head, passed down his body and split him in half. Bane raised his head and saw Eisenheim-Schneider standing there, with a golden halo around his right hand. #b ......

br # Bai En nodded his thanks to him, and then scanned the warehouse. It's like the scene in Scarlet Hell. The dismembered bodies are everywhere. Blood penetrated into the grain. The poisoned jar lay there, and the contents gurgled outward.

"Snowry doesn't like to eat any bread made from this material," Snowry said.

Bai En thought, Snowry, you finally said a wise word in your life.

"What should we do?" Bai En asked worriedly. "Where are the guards here?"

He had enough experience in these matters, knowing that the guards might only glance at the massacre they caused, and would drag them to the Duke ’s cell. Of course, this will only happen if a guard comes. After the evil spirits in Prague were released, they probably could not come.

"The question now is whether this is the only granary under attack," Eisenheim-Schneider said, looking at the venom tank on the ground. "The only reason these cultists failed here is because we stopped them. If something similar happened in every granary in the city--"

"We should warn someone," Bai En said. "If you really guessed it, I doubt if there is enough food in the civilian population. The most likely thing is that the food in Prague can't last for too long. It is very likely that this winter will not be able to survive this winter."

"Who? If there are traitors in the palace."

"We should go and tell Duke Winter personally. I doubt if he is a traitor. If he is, then we are in greater trouble. And if he is not a traitor, then he has enough time to guard against such things early. . No matter what he plans to do next, at least have a little time to prepare. "

"I think the Duke will meet me," Eisenheim-Schneider said. "He asked me to go to his palace earlier today. Of course, he might also listen to Angelica, but she hasn't been able to get up and walk around."

"Maybe he is willing to listen to anyone who comes here on the‘ Glennell ’s Will '. "Bai En said, thinking quickly.

"Then let's not waste our time arguing about this issue." Said Gray Logan, "let's go!"

The heavy snow stopped temporarily. The street was surprisingly quiet under the white blanket. The air at night is cold and still. A long, sharp wailing came from somewhere in the distance, and it sounded like a sad weep.

Bai En thought, this sinful night seemed to be endless. Eisenheim-Schneider stood blankly for a while, like a person listening to something almost inaudible. After a while, he said: "The power of black magic tonight is very powerful."

"It's really easy to see who our wizards are here." Gray Rogan said ironically, "I don't think we need you to tell us this."

"I don't mean that," Eisenheim-Schneider said impatiently. "you......

Why not leave me the job of divination, and I leave it to you to play with the axe? "

"Sounds fair." Snowry nodded.

"What the **** do you mean?" Guerrerogan ignored Snore's words and said angrily.

"A big event happened outside," Eisenheim-Schneider said. You don't have to ask what is outside. They all knew that he was referring to outside the city walls. "Some powerful mysterious ritual. They are gathering all the power of black magic from the north to guide them into a powerful magic storm."

"What's the purpose?" Bai En asked suspiciously. "To break through the magic wall of this city?"

"Maybe," Eisenheim-Schneider frowned and looked at the city wall. "Maybe for other reasons."

"What could it be?"

"Let me think about it. I need to take a moment to think about it."

"Then let's think about it as we walk," said Gray Logan, "Come on!"

As they hurried through the cold and winding streets, Eisenheim-Schneider realized again how Prague was skillfully rebuilt. This city is simply a maze designed to confuse those who do not know its layout. But if the intruder has a cult guide from inside the wall, this will not help much. The guards of the inner wall let them pass easily, and they ran up to the huge exposed stone where the castle was.

Eisenheim-Schneider is very worried, this is the one he is most worried about in his life. Their present situation was like pressing on his shoulder like a huge block of lead. He, Angelica and others were trapped here.

The number of enemies outside the wall can almost overwhelm, and there are also traitors inside the city wall. To make matters worse, there are wizards in the enemy who are more powerful than any wizards encountered by Eisenheim-Schneider, and even now, they are still engaged in some kind of evil magic ritual. Really understand.

Think about it, he said to himself. What are they doing? Gathering the dark magic energy of the entire continent on them. Why? What can they achieve? They can generate tremendous power. Is it something else?

Or, in a short time, they can increase the content of dark magic power outside the city to the level of that evil wasteland, or even higher. Suddenly, an ominous hunch twirled in Eisenheim-Schneider's stomach. UU reading www. All of his research at uukanshu.com shows that they can use this energy to do one thing.

"I think they will summon an army of demons." Eisenheim-Schneider said.

Bai En groaned lowly. Snowry screamed that might represent joy. Guerrerogan smiled bitterly.

"Why do you say that?" Bai En asked.

He did n’t know how to explain it to them? Among them, only Bai En was a mage, but his spell seemed to be more biased against humans or casters, and ...

Not a real mage who studies all aspects like him.

They have not received training or knowledge that allows them to fully understand the situation, even Bai En may be the same. But he has done these things. This is an area of ​​his extensive research. If the demons want to maintain their form in the human world for a period of time, there needs to be a lot of magical energy.

Magic is to demons, just like air is to humans, water is to fish. This is the key to their survival. Fortunately for humans, in most parts of the world, magic power is relatively scarce, and demons can only be summoned within a short time.

Is usually a few minutes, up to a few hours. Only in places like evil wasteland, there is enough magical environment to keep them in shape forever. If the wizards in the army of evil gods outside the city can attract enough dark energy to Prague, they can rebuild those environments. Once this is done, with the release of energy, who knows what the demons can do? Even the most powerful ancient wizards do not know.

Eisenheim-Schneider felt a chill, stronger than the air at night entering his bone marrow.