The Legend of Fatality

Bai En didn't speak, but pointed at the forest in front, and Morris looked at the place where he pointed. There may be more than a dozen crippled creatures out there, walking straight towards them. No matter what unnatural forces captured their will, they corroded their bodies, but at least enhanced some of their senses.

There is no doubt that these broken and twisted mutants go directly to the position of the master. As they approached, some mutants began to run wild.

Morris shook his head in frustration.

"Assalon bless!" He prayed. "We don't seem to have a choice."

"Not necessarily, maybe your **** of magic will suddenly drop a magic and solve them." Bai En teased.

Bai En stood on the thick leaves, raised his left hand, and aimed at the target. The magic pistol made the sound of black gunpowder exploding, which exploded in the woods. The two mutants closest to him turned directly to the ground, twisting their bodies and remembering the painful reaction.

The rest of the mutants seemed to hesitate for a while and then continue to move slowly towards them. Knokranstoff held the axe in his hands and stood at a later position on the left side of Brian. Morris took a thousand steps to form a simple triangular defensive formation with Bai En and his bodyguards.

"Well, there seems to be no other way." Bai En said coldly. "We must kill them all now."

Morris began to wave his staff, chanting mantras in his mouth, and magic began to condense on his staff, emitting an orange glow. After the light condensed into a fist-sized fireball, he waved his staff and threw the fireball out. The fireball landed on one of the mutants. The fireball exploded and blasted the mutant's upper body. The splashing flame ignited the surrounding ones.

Nokranstov split the ax to the mutant rushing from the side. His axe shone in the cold air, and the blade of the axe separated the mutant up and down. Nokranstov kept his axe in the direction, turned, and then cleaved to the next disgusting creature.

Whenever this happens, Bai En will think about whether he should learn a long-term weapon. His long whip took a flesh from a mutant, but the pain seemed to stimulate its anger, and it rushed over at a faster rate. Byrne had to wrap his leg with a long whip again, pulling it down with force, and Nokranstov made up for the last shot.

After confirming that the monster in front of him had completely died, he looked at the mutants coming to him with his sophisticated eyes. One is slightly taller than the other, and it seems to retain most of his body. Maybe he used to be a village chief or someone with other identities.

But it was meaningless to Bai En no matter whether he was alive or now. He did not hesitate to straighten his arms and aimed at the target. The explosion of black gunpowder echoed again in the forest. The victims of the plague fell stumbled on the road. His folks didn't pay attention to him at all, and continued to think of Bai En squeezing, holding up his mutated limb, as if he wanted to tear his throat.

As they approached, Bai En couldn't help noticing the strange, twisted expression on their faces. There is a look in their eyes that has been dulled by a certain evil force that has occupied their thinking for a long time. Bai En has seen this expression, but unlike here, that expression will only remain on the body, Or on a corpse controlled by Necromancer magic.

Many of these people still carry the painful expression they endured under the torture of the disease. This makes them look very pathetic and very miserable. From the afterglow of Brian, he saw Nokranstov brandishing his giant axe, and he used inertia to attack, which soon caused him to be surrounded by a swirling juice and flesh.

The air is filled with the stench of death and disease. Morris released a spell again, and pierced a mutant closest to him with a spike at the bottom of his long-handled staff. Bai En once again aimed at a target, the third shot sounded. A corpse fell directly into the fallen leaves, but the other mutant nearest to it was shattered in the head by penetrating bullets.

Bai En dexterously inserted the magic flintlock into his holster, reluctantly rehung the long whip back to his waist. He drew out another sacrificial knife, and the fingers of his left hand flexibly searched for materials in the casting kit. After finding the materials, Bai En stuffed the material into the deformed mouth of the mutant body closest to him, and then recited the mantra.

While he was chanting mantras, several mutants looked at him with hatred and screamed. They returned to Bai En, wanting to scratch his face and want to dig his eyes. Bai En glanced sideways calmly, sliding his throat with the sacrificial knife, and then thrust the sacrificial knife into the other chest.

When the sacrificial knife pierced the mutant, its body twitched and shivered, and Bai En kicked it aside with a rough foot. Where it fell, more mutants took its place. Bai En recite the mantra while trying to avoid the other party's attack, twisting his body, dancing funny steps, away from the open arms of the advancing plague animals.

They keep moving forward, even if the mutant in front of them is cut down, they don't care, except for a strange impulse to kill those creatures that were once of their kind.

Bai En took out the casting materials again and slammed the face of a bulky monster with the handle of the sacrificial knife. When Bai En heard the sound of bones splitting, he took the opportunity to insert the casting materials into his mouth and turned around Come face two scrawny monsters holding his robe.

The sacrifice knife flashed, and the severed hands and fingers fell to the ground. But they continued to try, and Bai En had to fully insert his sacrificial knife into a person's torso, and then stopped trying to drag him onto it. Bai En puts casting materials into the monster's mouth again.

Then he took a step back, and although the weather was cold, the skin under his robe began to sweat. He saw more mutants marching in the distance.

Bern noticed that Nokranstov ’s armor protected him, and the mutant ’s flesh and blood attack did not cause him any harm. In addition to being stained with infrared light by flesh and blood, the armor has stood there, waving the axe constantly, harvesting the lives of these mutants.

Morris was not in a good condition. He used his staff to block the approach of the monster while chanting mantras. When the spell was over, he pointed the top of the staff towards the monster group, and the fireball of the size of a human head at the top of the staff quickly fired many fireballs the size of baby fists. These fireballs exploded after they touched the monster, taking away part of the monster's body.

However, after every fireball the size of a baby's fist leaves the fireball at the top of the staff, the fireball at the top decreases sharply. Eventually after releasing a dozen or twenty small fireballs, the fireball at the top of the staff disappeared. There are still three monsters standing in front of Morris.

"Move and gather them together." Bai En shouted, kicking his boots towards the two-child mutant, who crawled through the low bushes to bite his ankles.

"Go to the edge of the firepit!" Bai En waved his sacrificial knife to open the mutant in front of him, then knelt down quickly and killed the drooling mutant with a hunting knife.

Nokranstov was responsible for the opening. He tore most of the blocking monsters with an axe in half, Baien solved the rest, and Morris followed closely behind them. Bai En noticed that the veteran apprentice may have run out of magic.

"Quick, fast. Time is running out," Bai En urged.

Nokranstov's massacre had an effect, and the three finally came to the huge fire pit. Bai En was very glad that he guessed right, enough to hide the figure of the three people.

The number of mutants in the forest is increasing, and began to be covered with leaves before, and now gathers on the open space covered by blood and flesh.

"Protect me to cast spells," Bai En said, holding both the long whip and the sacrificial knife in his hands, and said to the other two. "It may be a little long, but when my spellcasting ends, you have to jump into the fire pond and lie down."

After the two nodded, Bai En crossed his arms directly in front of his chest and thrust two sacrificial knives into his shoulder blades, and blood began to flow out along the wound caused by the sacrificial knives.

Bai En himself began to chant a mantra. The mantra is a standard Daknas word, which includes a roar, as if something is blocked in the throat, a sharp scream, and so on. There are some sounds that do n’t seem to sound like human beings. But the rhythm of the spell was very strong, and Morris could feel the magical power emerging from his master.

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Morris suspects that Bane is using some kind of sacrificial spell ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ but he dare not open his mouth to interrupt Bane who has entered the concentration casting stage. It was only possible to protect Baeen with Nokranstov as much as possible. The spell seemed not long, but the monsters kept flowing, and soon they piled a layer of flesh under their feet.

Suddenly, just as Morris and Nokranstov suspected that the spell would never end, the sound of Bane's spell ended. Nokranstov hurriedly jumped back from the fire pit, and Morris, who did not respond, was grabbed by his collar and pulled into the fire pit.

As Morris' face was in close contact with the fire pond, he felt an explosion of magic. There was also a sound of flesh and blood bursting, the sound of flesh and bones bursting in succession, he rolled over and tried to see what was happening outside the fire pond. But it was found that a large amount of flesh and bones were flying overhead, like a thousand arrows.

He saw these fast-paced red and white objects hit the tree trunk, and he quickly covered the bark in that direction. At the same time, he also noticed that the red flesh did not seem to hurt, but the spattered bone pieces were extremely lethal, and each one was nailed into the trunk.

Bai En stood up first, the other two followed, and the three looked out of the fire pond. Only a few mutants escaped the cover of Bane's magic and survived. Most monsters were filled with bone fragments, and the bones penetrated deeply into the mutant's body.

"Go and solve it alive. Then we return." Bai En looked around and confirmed the results of his spell.

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