The Legend of Fatality

Falheim woke up the girl, and the four began to return to the village. The journey was not short. The 17-year-old boy was terrified along the way. He couldn't sleep even after camping.

The name of Morris-Ta-Stuart, a seventeen-year-old boy, the Ta-Stuart family was once a noble branch of the Stuart family. As the youngest son of the first duke, Ta-Stuart has won the favor of his father with a strong personal Wu Yong, forcibly divided him, hoping that this Wu Yong son can build another powerful family. Unfortunately, the brave baron finally died on the battlefield, and neither the territory nor the title was able to go further.

However, with the advantage of having the same blood line as the Stuart family, the Tower-Stuart family has become one of the most trusted existence in the direct family of the Duke until today, hundreds of years later.

Of course, Morris, the prodigal, is not included. With his father's first priority as a family, he has basically been marginalized for many years. Morris's father has a perfect theory. If genius is unique, then as long as he has more children, there is a greater probability of having a genius who leads the rise of the family. This is more than trying to develop the family.

Of course, he is not stupid, the education of the child has not fallen, after all, around the genius also need a group of guys who help the genius take care of everything in the day. It is just that as the fourth son, who is 17 years old, his father in his early thirties is always tragic.

Along the way, Morris was worried that he would return to the village with the mage. If he did not confess, he would be killed by the mage. If identified, it will be killed by the pseudo-witch. It is also possible that you have identified the pseudo-witch, and the pseudo-witch incited the stupid mud legs to siege the two mages, and after killing the mages, they killed themselves.

Alas, Morris felt that he could not survive. After reading the name of Assalon himself, the performance of the two mages might have been much better than that of the master who graduated from the School of Magic. Even if there are nearly 200 villagers who graduated from the School of Magic, they can only guarantee that they can intimidate them, rather than defeat so many people. Morris kept thinking about how he could save his life.

Bai En was calculating the loss and made a mistake, and this time the loss caused by the mistake was very large. Although his own gold coins are almost falling from the sky. But the loss is the loss. Where can I make it up? Bai En looked at the young apprentice with a good face in front of him.

Following the normal procedure: Bai En and the others walked into the village. Bai En shouted to explain to the villagers that the other party had performed a cruel ritual on them, and after that, the apprentice identified the person who had performed such cruel behavior. In the end, Bai En fought a battle with this demon, and Bai En was finally lucky to win the support and gratitude of the villagers. From then on, they worked hard and loved each other. Unfortunately, this kind of thing did not happen.

After entering the village, the four people received only the villagers' fear, worry and confused eyes. When I first came to the square in the center of the village, I didn't even wait for Bai En to let the apprentice identify him. A dozen men came across.

The man headed by the other person had long beards and could not see the age. He took the person to a place where he could see Bai En's appearance and stopped. The headed man took out the bone knife, cut his palm, and blood poured out. With the blood still emerging as a black mist, the dozen followers who saw this situation also took out the bone knives and made the same action. With the increase of blood, the black mist becomes more and more dense, like a thin gauze, converging from all directions to the center, a deep darkness gradually forming.

In the darkness, the bright scarlet light illuminates as if watching from the abyss. Followers who saw this situation knelt on their knees and prayed in a language that Bai En couldn't understand. Their eyes are firm, their expressions are focused, and they sing a thick and grudge.

Morris wanted to sneak away when he saw this situation. He was caught by Bai En and found that he could not break away completely with his own strength.

"You are still useful, don't run around! Now ask the other villagers, who else is going to join them, and who else!" Bai En bowed his head to Morris who wanted to sneak away.

Morris can only do so, his voice is mixed in the other party's prayer sound, and he looks very lonely. Morris yelled a few times, and found that the villagers were just watching with cold eyes, and the two did not help each other. I think it seems good.

A dark voice came from the darkness formed by the black mist, dark, cold, evil, and cruel.

"Bleed through the blood to understand the pain,"

"You can get eternal life by killing!"

"I am a believer in the abyss, a follower of the master, a surrogate of the gift of the winner-Desikama. Master, quote your name!" The voice in the black mist was powerful, and asked a person who did not know Bai En Questions that should not be answered.

Falheim crossed Bain, raised his scepter and pointed at Black Mist, said with a deep voice: "My name Falheim, Black Tower Master seat, Demon Lord, Scorpion Tail Slayer, Dragon Nest Treasure Slayer."

Desicama: "Under the watch of my Lord, your strength is nothing but the fireflies in the dark."

Falheim: "In the name of Black Tower Master, you will feel how powerful the power of anger is."

Desicama: "When your soul screams in the hands of the Lord, I will never have mercy."

Falheim: "My magic will destroy your body."

Desicama: "Go !!!! Our ... what are you doing?"

The long whip in the hand of Bai En, who had already crushed the crystal, had penetrated into the body of Desicama's followers along the ground. Bai En controls the long whip and makes the hair grow, so that his followers lay out large standing characters.

Didn't take the white grace that Desicama spoke to, he took out a large glass bottle filled with thick crimson body fluid and threw it directly in the mist of Desicama's hiding. After hearing the sound of the broken glass bottle , UU reading www.uukakanshu.com Bai En began to cast spells. With the cast, a large number of arms appeared in the liquid, and the followers in large letters around them just got out of the control of the hairs on the long whip, and they were climbed up by these limbs and could not move.

"You dirty mage! Surprise attack!" Desicama screamed continuously from the dark mist. "Do you think this is enough? You can't imagine the power of my Lord!"

Falheim, who had not spoken for a long time, also completed the spell. He crushed the skull in his hand and drilled various monsters from the liquid flowing around the ground in the center of the black mist, but this time the monster was more than the previous one. The body is much more complete.

"You actually accompany him to play such a childish game." Bai En mocked Falheim as he watched the monsters drowning the black mist.

"Hey, are you on your own?" Falheim pouted scornfully. "I wasted a" devil head "again, how are you going to pay? Gold coins? Props? Or give me this apprentice?"

"Don't be funny. This stuff obviously enhances your demon pool. I didn't ask you for money." Bai En saw that the demons were more complete than last time. "As for this guy, I'm ready to be an apprentice."

"You? What are you going to teach him? Do you have anything other than the magic of the Daknas language family?" Falheim heard that Bai En was going to take his apprentice, and he was very happy.

"Of course, it's just a secret." Bai En said mysteriously.

"Yes, yeah, you dare to say that in order to get a free coolie." Falheim said with a stomachache in his laugh, covering his stomach.

Bai En was about to say a few more words. I saw a person falling out of the shadows not far away. After a closer look, I found that Lily was rolling with her belly smiling. Finally, Bai En decided to ignore the unreliable masters and servants.