The Legend of Fatality

Villebris-Nule feels terrible. He drank too much of his brew, and he felt like he was about to explode. He was beaten by the **** human thing, so painful he could feel it himself. Worse, he almost drowned like a mouse, yes, like a mouse. It seemed like a long time before the cruel man unloaded his weight from Nule's bone rod and gave him a chance to break through the water.

He quickly looked around and found that everything was over. His assistants fell dead on the stone slab, and the dwarf-looking dwarf with a big axe was rushing towards him. Nu Le felt he could hardly protect himself in front of that human gadget. And if facing them both at the same time, he would have no chance.

At this moment, the man recovered in surprise, stooping down to take his sword. Villebris-Nule knew he had only one chance to act. He raised his arms and used his full strength to call the devil to save him. Nothing happened for a while, Villebris-Nule knew everything was over. The arc of the sword swinged closer. His eyes widened, forcing himself to watch the coming of death. Then, he felt a slight tingling sensation around his body, and he knew that the devil responded to his prayer.

Bai En waved his sword and slashed, he could feel the power of the long sword connected to himself along the hilt, he was sure that there would be no mistakes this time. This time, the evil plague priest is going to die, and Bai En will cut it into small pieces just to make it easier to confirm. The rat-man screamed. This was the voice of benevolence that Beng hoped for, but Bane would not give the plague priest the forgiveness that he expected—then something strange happened. A strange light surrounded the ratman, and a strange light gleamed around him. Bai En worried about more dangerous magic, and tried to stop his attack, but it was too late. As he watched the blade approaching the other side, strange things happened. The space around the priest seemed to be folded up, and it shone with light, then disappeared like a bubble burst. Bai En almost lost his balance, because his sword passed through the now empty place where there was once the Ratman.

"Damn it," he muttered and spit in frustration. Bai En knew that this was definitely not a ratman priest's spell, because at first he didn't even feel the flow of magic. Only at the moment when the spell was completed, he felt a certain extremely dangerous breath.

"I hate this kind of thing happening," Guerrero murmured, looking frowningly at the place where the ratman had stood. Bai En started cursing again, muttering fiercely, as if using his cursing power, he could make the ratman executed again. He jumped off the platform and kicked the head of a plague monk just to relieve his frustration. Then he glanced up at the dwarf. To his surprise, Guerrero looked at the cauldron thoughtfully. "Well, humans," he said, "what do you say we should do?"

Bai En studied the environment around them. This place is full of corpses. The tomb was smashed open, the huge crucible was full of stench and infectious brews, and it continued to bubbly. It turned out that the mouse cage was broken during the fight, except for a few small pests hiding in the shadow of the room. The other mice have disappeared.

Bai En himself was a mess. His clothes were covered with blood and pus, as well as those that oozed out when the ratmen died, and they smelled foul and dirty. His hair is dirty and messy. Guerrero looked no better than him. There were more than a dozen small wounds bleeding on his body, and blood was all over his body. Bai En's intuition told him that they need to clean up as soon as possible, especially the wounds, and all the wounds should be handled by Dr. Drexler. Otherwise they are likely to get worse.

However, the main problem is this cauldron. If Bai En ’s suspicion is true, this pot is a huge threat to the city, just like the ratmen ’s army, perhaps more threatening than the ratmen ’s army, because there is at least one army Can be confronted. Unfortunately, rather than saying that Dark is an expert in dark magic, it is better to say that he is an expert in the magic of Daknas. And more importantly, even if he has enough research on corpses and death, he is not an expert on these nasty diseases. Obviously, this brew needs to be destroyed in some way to make it harmless, but how to destroy it? And Bai En seems to be of little help in any aspect.

Pouring it into the river may do more harm than good. Simply leaving it here means that those ratmen might come back to take it away when they are free. They apparently have their own secret passage into Mohr ’s Garden, and they can enter and leave as they please. Not to mention, their peculiar witchcraft apparently allows them to disappear at will. Baeen, they seemed unable to set fire to the tomb. When Bai En considered all this, he obviously didn't realize that Guerrerogan had his own ideas. While Bai En was still thinking, the dwarf was busy splitting the crucible with his axe. The contagious brew overflowed from the table, sprinkled on the floor, and covered the rotten corpse of the rat-man in a dirty and thick pool. Finally, the cauldron turned over, and the upside down was there.

"What are you doing?" Bai En asked.

"Destroy this filthy thing!" Grerogan picked up his axe and chopped the axe towards the cauldron. Sparks flickered, a hollow roar echoed around the tomb chamber, and the meteorite axe blade was connected with magically forged steel. The rune unfolded along the edge of the axe and split on the side of this offering. With a huge spark, followed by an explosion of powerful mysterious energy, the cauldron shattered into thousands. Bai En rolled his arms to cover his eyes, and the fragments scattered all over, making his wounds more serious.

The surging force swept the room. The spark flickered, and the body began to burn. Bai En was surprised to find that the dwarf was still standing there, and seemed to be shocked by his behavior. Bai En felt something was burning in his chest. He realized that it was the copper ball censer given to him by Dr. Drexler. Obviously, the efforts it made to protect Bai En from the power that had been released made it overheat .

"Let's leave here!" Bai En shouted, and they rushed into the curtain of burning mysterious energy.

Bai En watched his old clothes burn. He had scrubbed himself with rough lye a dozen times before, but he was still not sure if he had removed all the stains from the morgue, and he decided to burn them. He firmly grasped the protective copper ball censer, hoping that it can effectively deal with the plague. At least it seems to have cooled down.

He tossed aside what happened the night before. At that time he walked a long way back from Moore Garden, and carried the fainting dwarf to the door of Dr. Drexler's house. The dwarf was heavier than he thought, let alone the axe. At that time, he could only hide the axe in a place, and only carried the dwarf to the doctor.

Guerrero stomped into the yard and grabbed the axe he had found in the bushes that Bae had hid. The scratches on his body were treated with some ointment. He also brought Dr. Drexler's copper ball censer.

"Well, are you an expert now?" He asked sourly. "Death to the plague is indeed not death to an oath slayer."

"Are you saying that I saved you?" Bai En sarcastically said, "No, you don't need to think that way. I won't drunk you on purpose, and then let you vow to die with me."

"Okay ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Okay." Guerrerogan waved his hand. "I owe it to you."

"We still don't want to count it, this time I saved you, next time I saved you again, and eventually it will be endless." Bai En said with a smile, he knew that the dwarf had saved himself several times, he I just like to see how the dwarf tangles.

"Well, I know, human." Guerrerogan said angrily. "You will never forget anything."

Villebris-Nule looked around. There was only gloomy darkness here, but somehow he knew he was back in the underground passage. The devil heard his prayer, and his escape prayer worked. In Villebris-Nure's view, his master had a reason to protect his humblest servant. And this reason is most likely to expose the mean traitor, who betrayed the will and cause of God, and betrayed the plan of the priests to the two **** dudes. If you think about it, it seems possible. Even for people with low intelligence like them, it is impossible for the two of them to find his carefully hidden lair without help. It is carefully selected and hidden well, surrounded by enchantments to confuse all divination spells. No, the two nosy fools must have gotten help from somewhere. It seems unlikely that they just stumbled upon this lair. Villebris-Nule swears that if the rest of his life is destroyed by this traitor, he will pull him out, and this betrayal ratman will enjoy a slow and painful death.

When Villebris-Nule began a limping journey back to the Ratman Army station, he thought he had a good idea where to start looking. When he limped back to the Ratman camp, he didn't notice how many soldiers started coughing and sneezing as he passed by.