The Legend of Fatality

She remembered her initially wondering why Earl Klein and his soldiers had not come to protect them, but when she stared at the castle, she knew the answer. The towers are on fire. Against the flames, the figure swayed on the lord's gallows. She guessed they were Klein's men.

Carl forced her in, locked the door, and piled the table at the door. Carl and the bartender Woolf, and even Carl's wife Hyde, were holding knives and other kitchen utensils; poorly defending the noisy and mobsters on the streets outside.

They stood there, pale, sweating in the flashing flames, while the sound of killing and destruction outside continued. It seemed that all of their darkest fears had become reality, and the terrifying, mysterious power lurking deep in the forest finally broke out, demanding something for them.

For a while, the inn seemed to remain the same, but then, the door was knocked open from the hinge by a violent blow, and several huge beasts pushed away the pile of furniture. Kate clearly remembered the smell of smoke when he opened the door. Hey, one less! Like to invite everyone to collect: () Zhai Shuyuan updates the fastest.

When she opened her eyes, she thought she saw the face of death. A behemoth appeared above her head. It is humanoid but has a goat's head, and its horns are twisted into a strange fork rune. Its muscular body is covered with red fur; its brain blocks its huge stick.

The beast looked down at her, and she found that it had no eyes, and there was only a large blank piece of meat in that position. Nevertheless, she somehow knew that it could see her like anything with eyesight. Perhaps it was a shrunken eyeball hanging around his neck that allowed him to see things. It looked at her with a puzzled expression, then leaned down and stroked her long black hair, fingers crossing the white stripe from her forehead to the back of her neck. It shook his head and backed away almost in fear. By the way, there is another less! Zhai Shuyuan, update the latest chapter as soon as possible!

There, she met a beautiful white-faced woman who was the hostess of the beasts. She rode a red-eyed horse, the flesh of the horse was as dark as her gorgeous armor. The woman looked at the ruin, her smile showing her fangs, sticking out from behind her ruddy lips. Her hair is long and dark, with a white band in the middle. Kate didn't know if it was a sign of evil, or whether it was the reason why the beast let her go.

The woman had a black sword in her hand, and the rune shone along with the blood color. She noticed Kate and looked down at her. That night, the girl thought she was dead for the second time. The woman raised her sword as if to cut her. Kate was stunned and stood there staring blankly, looking up at her, her gaze locked tightly with that of the female warrior.

When their eyes met, the woman stopped. Kate felt a trace of sympathy in her eyes. The woman said "No" and then nudged her mount with the Spurs. She rode down the street without looking back. Kate noticed the bonfire, and the villagers who had been beaten and bruised were pushed to the side of the bonfire and hurried to hide again.

Soon, animalistic chanting spread throughout the village. The smell of roasted meat filled the air, which was both tempting and disgusting. The terrible screams of the dying villagers filled the night. Japan, I ca n’t read it, and I ’m short of it! One second to remember, Zhai Shuyuan ().

Thinking of this, suddenly, Kate couldn't stand it. She began to cry with a choked throat. Tears rolled down her blackened face.

"What is that, human?" There was a deep voice beside him.

As the silent footsteps approached, Kate refrained from sobbing. Something blocked the sunlight at the entrance to her hiding place. She looked up at a man's face, with long black hair against his face. Looking at her eyes was full of alertness, exhaustion and pessimistic negative emotions. There was a long scar on the man's cheek. She found herself looking at the tip of a long sword. Blurred symbols were etched on the blade.

"Come out slowly," the other party said. His gentle voice was now cold and merciless, without mercy. Little Kate slowly crawled into the sun. She can see that at this moment, she is on the verge of death. Fear and worry about the unknown made this person desperate.

She stood up. The man was much taller than her, dressed like a robber or tramp. A faded wool cloak draped over his back, revealing his arm holding a sword. His clothes were stained, patched, and very shabby, some resembled robes and some resembled trench coats. There are cracks in his high leather boots, which have been worn out in many places.

He looked around with a seemingly impatient and cautious look ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ is just a little girl, "he shouted back." Maybe a survivor. "

A figure came from the collapsed ruins of Mrs. Hoff ’s bakery, as terrible as the monsters that destroyed the village. This is a dwarf—but it looks nothing like the traveling merchants Kate knew.

He stood between Kate and the robber, but he was heavy, maybe as heavy as Blacksmith Jane, and certainly stronger. He has intricate tattoos all over his body. A cluster of hair standing upright on grease grew from his bare head. His face was covered with scars, and a scar hung from his nose to his left ear. It was hard to imagine how he survived. He raised the largest axe Kate had ever seen with a ham-sized fist.

The dwarf stared at her fiercely. There was an almost uncontrollable anger on him, which was an extremely terrible feeling. He was not at all as worried and alert as his companions.

"What's going on here, boy?" He asked gruffly, sounding like a rock scraping.

Staring at the crazy, inhuman eyes, Kate couldn't think of how to react. Fortunately, the man holding the sword patted her shoulder gently.

"Tell us your name," he said softly.

"Kate. Caterina. Beasts and mutants. They came from the forest and killed everyone. I hid. They left me alone."

Then Kate found herself chattering about the story of her encounter with those beasts, mutants and the woman in black armor, which surprised the two adventurers. When she finished, the dwarf looked at her wearily. The fierce expression on his face eased a little.

"Don't worry, boy. You are safe now."