The Legend of Fatality

Bai En's boots set foot on the city wall. Behind the icy hard stone was a blood red, scattered with vague flesh and blood, and mixed with the reflection of metal weapons. The birds on the coast pecked during the period, making a twittering sound.

Bai En can feel the slippery and soft things under the boots. He tried his best not to think about what he stepped on.

"We have lost a lot of people." Antalatem, who immediately followed Bain, looked at everything under the wall.

"The other party lost more." Bai En's throat tightened, failing to say the next thing.

"Do you need to stop them?" Asked Nokranstov, who had climbed the city wall a step earlier than Bai En.

Bai En shook his head, acquiescing the soldiers below to search for loot on the bodies of enemy soldiers, farmers, fishermen, certain travelers or merchants.

Grand Duke Hugo and his wolf are covered with blood and minced meat, from head to toe. He was surrounded by greedy flies and some bloodthirsty insects, buzzing. He kept waving his hands to dispel these annoying bugs, and the wolf under his **** kept shaking his head and tail.

"Take care of your monsters." Hugo shouted in his sharp, hoarse voice, and raised his finger to the swamp demon still chasing the slaughter of the residents of the fortress.

"I suggest that the Grand Duke do not call them monsters." Bai En replied angrily. "Not only is it easy to misunderstand who you are calling, I remember those swamp demon are not vegetarian."

"Bah." Hugo spit sputum into the mixture of flesh and blood on the ground disdainfully. "Don't let me discover that someone has handed Goblin black, otherwise I will never let him go."

After Duke Hugo threatened Bai En, he took the guard and left with the guard, and participated in the looting.

"The Goblins seem to have begun to notice their status in the association." Antarat said lightly.

"It is said that Victor's apprentice has exceeded three digits." Bai En said with a touch of his beard, then turned his face, and asked Antaratham seriously. "Do they need to be reduced?"

"It doesn't make sense, temporarily." Antaratham shook his head.

"What a joke!" Shouted Dean who had just climbed to the top of the city and was still on the ladder. "It's just a murder, do you need to do this?"

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Dean's shouts startled the flock of birds, exposing the road underneath with scattered weapons, broken bones and minced meat, like a rough **** carpet of flesh and blood. A weird odor is emitted by the hot and sticky air.

Bai En looked at the soldiers on the ground who were still intact. They still held weapons in their hands and shattered their heads. They must have been torn apart by some huge, terrifying, irresistible force. He saw the torn and deformed armor, the shattered shield, and the limbs torn from the body.

Bai En noticed that only part of Goblin didn't care about such scenes at all. Most of them, like the dwarves, left this dirty pool of flesh and blood and ran to a cleaner place to clean themselves and search for wealth.

Under the leadership of the commander, the Ogan people were doing some weird ritual, smearing blood on themselves, drinking the blood of the enemies they killed with their skulls. Only the swamp demon walked indifferently.

"Master Baien," a screaming lingua came from behind Bain. Without looking back, he also knew that the swamp demon's shaman was coming.

"What's the matter, Lord Shaman." Bai En turned and let open the ladder, and let the Swamp Demon Shaman climb the city wall.

"We are two less." Shaman said with one eye staring at the battlefield.

"Maybe the pursuit is too far, I will send someone to find them."

Bai En did not know whether the Swamp Demon should be called a human, but he still ordered the herald to order other troops to look for the two Swamp Demon.

Looking for a swamp demon is really easier said than done. Bai En entered the fortress with the guards and the swamp demon in pursuit of the two missing swamp demon, only to find an abandoned temporary fortification and a large number of corpses. All the identifiable persons in the corpse turned out to be the soldiers of Fatalin.

"It's a real hell." Bai En turned around and asked the other mages. "How is this going?"

There was a large black mound in front of everyone, which seemed to protrude directly from the flat ground, and there were a lot of corpses scattered around the mound.

"Magic." Antalatum said.

Bai En gave him a white eye, he also knew that this is magic, the key is what magic.

"Have the Freissmann brothers used similar magic?" Dean asked, walking a few feet to the mound.

"I haven't seen it." Bai En also walked not far from the mound and started the mound.

The mounds are measured by compasses, and the edges are carefully drawn by tools on the ground with a brush. A corpse of swamp demon erected on the mound in terms of body shape, and another corpse with a half body and a well-known posture on the edge of the mound, the people of Fatalin basically identified two swamp demon All died here.

Other skeletons were burnt black, and some even remained in their original postures. Metal axe and long swords were made of wax-like artwork. The bodies of several dwarves were protected by heavy armor, and after peeling off the armor clinging to their bodies, they could still see the cooked meat.

"Flame magic, but we haven't seen it, the heat generated by the magic **** up the surface." Dean said after checking. "The key is the power of magic."

"Can any of us play this hand?" Bai En wants to know the answer to the key question.

"The three of us, together with the Freissman brothers, can almost release almost the power." Dean shook his head. "But it can't be controlled so finely."

"You mean there is a mage who can easily kill all of us?" Bai En didn't believe it ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I mean if you are not an idiot, you should understand that this powerful magic Either the joint cast, or he prepared well in advance. Magic circle, materials, or something like the mage tower. Dean got up and answered.

"Almost all the magic power has been dissipated." Antalatum said after checking out the props he made. "If there is no other similar place in the city, the mage who may release this magic can only use it once."

Swamp demon shaman was very angry about the chat of several mages.

"If you can't deal with this person, let us deal with it." Shaman said in his unique voice. "Especially when you are frightened by a spell."

"No, you don't understand." Dean didn't respond to shaman's poor radicals. "There is a mage or something here that can release a powerful magic we haven't seen before."

"And the victory or defeat of the mage does not depend on the magic or magic of a mage." Antaratham answered. "Relax, we will deal with this guy."

"Are we going to get this guy?" Bai En suddenly remembered other things. This spell is a spell that Fatalin has never had before, and no one even knows about it.

The other two didn't answer this stupid question at all. After glancing at Bai En, they started to do their own work. The Fatalin Association ’s philosophy—the peaceful sharing of knowledge above all else—was not written on the paper: This concept is just a principle of internal.

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