The Legend of Fatality

They trekted tiredly through the forest. Over the head, the moon flashed wildly. The moonlight became brighter and brighter, and now its green brilliance stained the sky. The mist had gathered, and the place they passed by was cold and desolate. Rocks penetrate the grass, just like plague spots penetrate the skin of the world.

Sometimes Bai En thought he could hear the sound of huge wings flying over his head, but when he looked up, he could only see the light in the sky. The mist was twisted and spread, stained with green radiance, and it looked like they were walking on the sea floor like a hell.

Bai En believes that this place has an unknown feeling. There was an unpleasant smell in the air, and the hair on his neck kept stinging. When he was a child, he sat in his room amidst the black tower, and through the small transom, he watched the dark sky gradually darken. At that time, the most terrible storm in his memory came. Now he has the same expectation again. He was convinced that some powerful force was gathering near here. He felt like an insect crawling around the giant, who might wake up to crush him at any time.

Even Grey Logan seemed to be under some kind of oppression. He was silent, not even talking to himself as usual. He stopped from time to time, letting Bai En stand quietly, and then he would tiptoe and sniff the air. Bai En can see that his whole body is tight, as if every nerve is tight, just to catch the slightest clues. Then they will move on.

Morris was a little absent-minded. Bai En couldn't determine whether he really had a fever, but his eyes didn't look concentrated, and he didn't seem to pay attention to the situation in front of him.

But Bai En didn't have any extra mind to pay attention to Morris, his muscles were tense due to tension. He even began to hope he didn't come. Of course, he told himself that my obligations to the dwarves did not mean that I had to face death. Maybe he can slip away in the fog.

Bai En smiled self-deprecatingly. He was proud of being an upright man, and his debt to the dwarf was real. The dwarf risked his life and saved him, okay, maybe it wasn't at risk, but the dwarf did save him. Of course, at that time he didn't know that Guerrerogan was pursuing death, just like a man pursuing a charming woman. But this still obliged him.

He still remembers the drunken revelry in the temporary camp that night, and once again faced the death and was rescued, it seemed that the depression and excitement that had accumulated in him last time when he survived completely exploded. There was still enough consciousness that they were sworn in as brothers in that strange dwarf ritual, and he promised to help Guerrerogan accomplish his task.

Grey Logan hoped that his name would be remembered and his deeds would be remembered. When he found out that Bai En was a mage, the dwarf asked Bai En to go with him to help him record his deeds, which is why Bai En started to write a diary again. At the time, in the warm glow of beer, this seemed to be a brilliant idea. The oath-destroyed mission makes Bai En feel that it is a good idea to write a diary, which not only satisfies his willingness to repay the debt, but will not drag on for too long.

Bai En thought, I really don't know that this thing will lead to such a result. Look for monsters in the enemy's territory. He smiled sarcastically. In the taverns and banquet halls, people can easily sing brave deeds, where the words of the bard tongue and lotus can always arouse people's fear. But here, the situation is different. He must face monsters that may appear at any time, even witches, even wild witches.

In spite of this, he tried to comfort himself, which is a very suitable commitment. As long as you can write it out alive.

The forest became deeper and chaotic. The trees appear distorted and mysterious. Bai En felt that they were looking at him. He tried to dismiss this idea as a fantasy, but the mist and dark moonlight only inspired his imagination. He felt that there was a monster in every shadow.

This made Bai En frown, and the spell not only prevented him from casting spells, but also couldn't perceive the flow of magic. He turned to look at Morris. Morris didn't seem to find anything unusual, which made him a little relieved. Even Mo Lishen is also not good at sensing magic, but the magic of magic itself occasionally makes the caster feel a special emotion in this situation.

Bai En looked down at the dwarf. Grerogan's face was mixed with anticipation and fear. Bai En thought he would not be afraid, but now he realized that this was not the case. A vicious will drove him to find his own end. Bai En thought that the dwarf might feel that his death was coming, so he asked a question that the dwarf had been unwilling to answer positively.

"Grey Logan, why do you have to atone? What is it that you have to make up for? What sin makes you punish yourself like this?"

Grey Rogan looked up at him, then turned his head to look at the night sky. Bai En watched the rope-like muscles of the dwarf's neck undulate like a snake.

"If someone asks me this question, I will kill him. I understand your youth and ignorance, and also the friendship between us. Such a death method will make me a loved one. That is a terrible crime. . We do n’t talk about these crimes. "

Bai En didn't realize that the dwarf valued him so much. Grey Logan looked up at him as if waiting for a response.

"I see," Bai En said.

"Yeah, humans? Do you really understand?" The dwarf's voice was as harsh as a rock chip.

Bai En smiled bitterly. At that moment, he saw the gap between humans and dwarves. He will never understand their strange taboos, their obsession with vows, order and pride. He couldn't see exactly what caused the oathsman to carry out the death sentence that he imposed on him.

"Your people are too harsh on yourself," Bai En can only say so.

"Your people are too weak." They were silent. Then both were startled by a burst of laughter. Bai En turned around, pulled out his sword, and took a guard posture. Grey Logan raised his axe. It took a while for Morris to react. Bai En glanced at him with a frown, and then continued to pay attention to the direction of the sound.

Something stumbled out of the mist. Once it becomes humanoid, Bai En will make a decision. The silhouette is still there. It's as if some crazy **** put this creature beside the demon's fire until its flesh and blood drip and escape, and then let it exist in a new, abominable form.

"We are going to dance tonight," it said in a sharp voice, showing no signs of reason. "Dance and touch."

It gently stretched his arm towards Bai En, stroking his arm. Bai En stepped back a few steps in shock, as its fingers crawled towards his face like piles of maggots.

"Tonight we will dance, touch and hug by the stone." It seems to be hugging him. It smiled, showing short and sharp teeth. Bai En stood quietly. He felt like a bystander, and he ignored what was happening. He stepped back and pressed the tip of the sword against the chest of the thing.

"Don't get closer," Bai En warned. That thing laughed. Its mouth seems to widen, revealing more small and sharp teeth. Its lips curled back until the lower half of the face seemed to be wet, gleaming viscose, and the lower jaw sank like a snake. It leaned forward and hit the sword ~ ​​www.wuxiaspot.com ~ until the blood on its chest flashed. It made an idiot-like giggle.

"Jump, touch, rub, eat," it said, bypassing the sword at a non-human speed and rushing towards Bai En.

Nevertheless, the oath-takers move faster. When the thing jumped halfway, his axe bit its neck. His head rolled into the night; a red fountain spewed out. The corpse stayed on the blade of ‘Feng Soul’ pierced by Bai En.

This is impossible, Bai En thought.

"What is that? Is a demon?" Guerrero asked. Bai En can hear the excitement in his voice.

"I think it used to be a man," Bai En said. "This is one of the pollution of evil forces. They were abandoned after they were born."

"Because that gadget can talk? Or will you humans grow like that?" The dwarf asked suspiciously.

Bai En is silent, he doesn't want to answer such stupid questions. But Morris explained to the dwarf.

"Sometimes the pollution will not show until they grow up. Their relatives think they are sick and protect them until they escape into the woods and disappear." Morris said.

"Do their relatives protect this abominable thing?" The dwarf asked, turning his head to turn towards Morris.

"This is a common thing. But we don't talk about it. But even if the person you love changes, it is difficult for you to abandon them."

The dwarf looked at him incredulously, then shook his head. "It's too weak," he said. "Too weak."