Dawn of the Grey Tower

Although the space in the ground is not wide, when Mu stood up, all the people took a subconscious step back. Even Atwood, who was blind to all sudden situations, was shocked by the man in front of him, for no reason. The man with a lot of evil tattoos on his head and a dirty brown priest robe on his body was crying. Large drops of liquid rolled off his face, and it was indistinguishable from tears or other. These drops showed a faint red color, because the priest's face was covered with wounds caught by his nails. "Ah ..." The man moaned meaninglessly, his body dangling as if he might fall at any time.

"His side." The dwarf raised his hand to stop Mulos, who wanted to rush up to subdue the cultist. He raised his chin and signaled the elf to look at Mu's feet. There were many corpses lying there. Human corpses, to be precise, all of them were wearing brown robes like Mu. Judging from the terrible wounds on the robes of their robes, they must have suffered very much before they died.

"Why ... why ..." Mu walked towards the people as if lost his soul, even if he stepped on the body on the ground. But it is such a person, every time he takes a step forward, everyone will take a step back. It wasn't until the elves in the last row touched the wall that the soldiers swallowed and swallowed their spirits to hold back their desire to escape. "Why ... Why didn't he respond to me? Did I not do it well? Was my heart not religious enough? I clearly sacrificed all of them to you, why don't you respond to me anymore!" The cult **** roared, his hands violently ripped apart the brown robe symbolizing his identity, his eyes and mouth growing to the maximum.

A lunatic, everyone who saw this scene understood that Mu in front of them was crazy. However, even if he was crazy, the power from the evil **** in the brown robe priest did not dissipate. On the contrary, aside from the shackles of mortal reason, this cultist had never been closer to what he worshipped. "I get it! I get it! It must be that the sacrifice is not enough! Haha, great lord, wait a minute, I will offer more sacrifices to you!" The lunatic turned and hugged the terrible face The metal wall shouted with joy, it felt like a father who learned that the child was born. However, no one can feel this joy.

"Alert!" Muluos whispered, taking the lead to pull out the weapon that was not in his waist. The elves behind him also drew their daggers and daggers, and the latter took off their bows and arrows from the back to arrange their combat power in the most reasonable way. The opponent is only one person, but every elf warrior behaves like an enemy. The madness of Mu's body frightens all intelligent creatures. The pure madness and chaos will make the most calm warriors shudder.

Fortunately, not everyone saw this situation for the first time. "What's the ghost roar? You and your people just need to support us with arrows in the back. You can't handle him." The dwarf wrinkled his nose and picked up his beloved warhammer. His eyes are as firm as the stubborn stones in the deepest mountains, Andre knows the terrible mother of the crypt, and even if there is only a little bit of the mother's breath on the madman in front of him, he knows that his opponent is not enough Existed. "Goat, if you can't do it, step back with them."

"What nonsense are you? I know the ability of this guy better than you. After all, not long ago, I personally killed a **** son. That thing is better than a crazy priest." Demon grin grinned, his teeth because of the magic fire The exhaustion changed back to the shape of a human, which made his sign-like horrible expression even more handsome.

"Bee, stinky." The dwarf spit in his palm, which was his habit of taking it seriously. And as a companion who once ventured together, comparing loot to each other is also a frequent interaction between him and Karus. At this moment, only at this moment, there is no one's own people behind him, and there is no territory to bear the responsibility. Andre can finally behave like he hadn't been a Duke of the Hammer many years ago, waving his warhammer wantonly , Smash all those **** who dare to shout.

"Gentlemen, please forgive me for interrupting you. I have to say that although the Son of God is indeed a difficult opponent, and I am also curious about how you defeated it. But now the enemy in front of us is not A fuel-efficient guy. "Atwood straightened up rare, with many tiny vines and branches stretching from the wooden stick in his hand, and even some light red and white flowers dotted on it. He shook his head, and many small animals came out of his head. Their very spiritual brain ran behind the elf troops.

Hearing the old elf's warning, the two old friends shrugged together, and they were ready to fight, just waiting for the infiltrating lunatic to come over. They didn't wait long.

"Sacrifice!" The priest of the Mother Earth roared, his hands waved forward, and a large darkness spread from the corner behind him, rushing to the crowd. The darkness was so dark, no matter whether it was a demonic, energy or dwarf's eyes, it could not see through the deep mass that engulfed everything. This is not only a simple method of blinding the eyes, but the intuition tells everyone that if they are swallowed by the darkness, I am afraid that the bones will not be found.

"Ah sigh!" Green staff raised the branch in his hand, and the largest white bud on it bloomed with the spell, and the core radiated a bright light, blocking the darkness from the first five steps. "Sakaha!" The old elf shouted in a language that no one understood, and took a hard step forward like a hurricane. His long beard and beard were blown by the invisible airflow, but strangely, the dwarves and demons beside him could hardly feel the presence of a little wind.

Atwood took three steps forward ~ www.readwn.com ~ The darkness then took three steps back. Just when everyone thought that the elder's spell could repel this shadow, a figure rushed out of the darkness and attacked the old elf. "Sacrifice!" Mu's eyes had turned into darkness, like an obsidian that would not reflect. His hands were covered with stretched tattoos and turned into weird hooks. Simply these tattoos did not completely cover the priest's arm, and still had some normal skin on the elbow.

"Retreat!" Grand Duke Hammer rushed to the elf like a shell, and the warhammer in his hand hit Mu's arm wildly. A magical thing happened. At the moment when the warhammer touched the evil priest, the glyphs of the Dwarf language on the hammer head that were considered to be decorative only suddenly showed a dark red light, which seemed to provide some power to the dwarf's weapons. , A group of red flames rose upon the blow, and the great force brought by the explosion smashed the priest back into the darkness.

"Hoo ..." It was just a blow, Andrea's breath became rapid, and obviously the runes on his Warhammer were not free to use. "Before the dwarf falls, no one wants to hurt anyone behind me, no one can do it." ...

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