The Legend of Fatality

Bai En leaned down, fell to the ground with a thump, and rolled, if his head was hit, he would surely knock his head off. If you look closely, these ogres are even more terrifying. Their muscles are like ropes used to moor ships, and they look as if they can break through a stone wall effortlessly. Its huge tail flicked around in the air like a whip, crackling.

What's worse is the smell, which mixes the animal's odor, wetness, and the horrible combination of magic stones. This reminded Bai En of the old and sour cheese, but its taste was much stronger than that of cheese, and almost made his eyes cry. He rolled to the side and a head-sized fist hit the place where he was. He kicked the leg of the mouse, trying to make it unbalanced, but it was like kicking a tree trunk. Hot saliva dripped from the thing's mouth and fell on his hand. Bai En restrained the urge to shrink and continued to stab forward, knowing that his life depended on it.

The crazy victory joy appeared in the monster's small round eyes. It opened its mouth wide and roared loudly, making Bai En think he would become deaf.

The monster stretched his claws towards him, and Bai En slammed his sword from his prone position, striking the monster's knuckle with a sharp blade. The ogre's eyes widened with pain. It whimpered like a child, retracting its paws to his mouth and licking the wound. When Bai En was distracted, he stood up halfway and stabbed upward, and the tip of the sword just penetrated the groin of this mouse monster.

The thing screamed like a whistle in a steam box, and then leaned down to touch the cut part. Bai En pierced the large open mouth with the tip of the blade, just across its upper jaw, and pierced its tiny deformed brain. The light in its eyes disappeared immediately. Bai En felt the joy of victory, but when he realized that the body of the ogre was about to fall on him, the joy disappeared almost immediately.

When the monster fell to the ground like a felled tree, Bai En hurriedly jumped to the side. He stopped and took a breath, looking around. The last ogre fell down, and the mercenaries clung to their bodies like mice and beagles. But the victory was won at a terrible price. Every time this kind of cannibalistic mouse monster falls, there are many corpses on the ground. It seems that he and Grerogan alone defeated a monster in a battle.

However, although the results may be short-lived, it seems that the wave of war has turned in their favor. The chiefs of the ratmen, including the big fat man who had ordered the ogre to attack, are running backwards, preparing to regroup.

More and more people gathered on the street to resist the invaders. In the distance, Bai En can hear the horn and drums, because the army defending the noble area has already begun to advance to the city. He hoped that he would understand the progress of the battle. But in a fierce conflict, this is hard to say. They won here, but it is likely that these ratmen won in other parts of the city. Maybe it was a good time to escape, he thought.

Then he saw Guerrerogan. The dwarf walked towards him through the crowd. He grinned and showed his broken teeth. Crazy fighting desire filled his eyes.

"You brought a fierce battle, human," he said.

Bai En nodded-and then remembered how it all started. He fumbled for the parchment from his coat, and then slowly unfolded to read the message above.

The Prophet Tangul watched his last army pass through the gate, then walked in by himself. The door of mystery closed automatically behind him, and he felt a sense of relief. Even for a prophet with the terrible power of Tangul, keeping it open while hundreds of storm commanders flooded in was a terrible pressure.

Now he can relax and watch his plan unfold in front of him. He looked forward to victory, his tail trembling. Victory is at hand! Soon, he will take the human rulers hostage and order them to command their army to surrender, or face the most terrible death. If they refused—this is exactly what Tangul hoped for—he would follow some of them as an example until they agreed. He is looking forward to some sports. Then his nostrils twitched to remind him that something strange was happening, so he narrowed his eyes and looked around the room to confirm his suspicion.

Yes, this is true. Even Tangul felt dizzy and dizzy under the effect of the war stone. The size of the room was not right and it didn't smell like a hall. It smells like a garbage dump here. Tangul put his head in the door. He looked into the hallway and saw the storm commandos rushing there. This is not the hall they were told to go. He could see their Captain Claws studying his map, with a confused expression on his face. Tangul understood the terrible truth: that incompetent idiot Zhang Squik put the stone in the wrong place!

Tangul showed his fangs and made a ferocious growl. Fortunately, the assassins of the Isaxin clan were gone, Tangul thought. The Prophet swore that when he found Zhang Siquik, he would use the darkest magic he could grasp to peel his flesh from his bones.

When he strode into the hallway to find his target, the excitement driven by the war stone and the anger generated by the drug burned in his mind.

Bai En looked down at the parchment. The content is difficult to distinguish in the dark, but the handwriting looks a bit different, smaller, neat, and more precise. But this is not important, because Bai En read in horror what it showed:

Guys! The traitor prophet will invade the palace in this place, and destroy the owner Amman and all your breeders! Ne must stop him, otherwise Ni's city will fall.

In addition, this Tangul is a very powerful touch mage, he will use his evil spell to stop you. He must die! dead! Otherwise no one in the city of the guys would be safe.

Bane looked down at Grey Rogan and handed him the note.

"What do you think?" Bai En said.

"What's wrong, human?"

"Shall we go to the palace and rescue our noble ruler from the threat of the ratmen?"

"They are your ruler, human, not mine!"

"Actually," Bai En lowered his voice and noticed that there were others around him. "They are not my rulers." But Bai En turned around and continued. "But I think it was this prophet we met at von Hallstatt's house. The ratman fled at that time. I think this might be the reason behind the entire invasion."

"So, killing it will be a great act-and dying in the process of trying to kill it will be a glorious death." Gray Logan said excitedly.

"But they are not your rulers, are they?" Bai En asked.

"In the face of this evil, we should not have racial views. You are doing very badly at this point, humans."

"Then there is only one problem: we have to cross the city to get there!" Bai En knew that the dwarf would say so.

"Is there any problem?"

"Who knows how many mice are blocking our way?"

Bai En racked his brain and tried to figure out a way out of this dilemma. An army is needed to cross this city.

He was so inspired that he suddenly realized that he was like a great hero described by a playwright.

Luck Snake tongue flinched in the shadow of Isaac Glott. The huge master trainer of the founder's clan is looking at him greedily. Seeing his beloved ogres eat the defeat, he still seemed to be in a state of shock.

"I remember you said that humans and dwarves have received the news and are on their way to the palace. To deal with the Prophet Tangul."

"The message has been conveyed, Master Tamer! I can't be responsible for what happened next. Because they were trapped in the battle."

"Maybe! Maybe! However, all of this exposes us to risk. Very exposed. We must find another squadron as soon as possible, otherwise we have to return to the safety of the sewer."

"Yes, yes, the most insightful planner."

"Have you ever seen the one-eyed Heskett or Villebris-Nule?"

"Since our attack, we haven't seen it, the greatest satiator."

"It's a shame. Okay, let's go!"

"immediately."

Filled with anger evoked by the magic stone of war, Tangul strode in the corridor of the palace. This **** place is too big, just like the maze he let his pet human walk through. Due to Zhang Sikuike's incompetence, his carefully planned plan failed ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ It should have relied on the defender with rapid, unexpected and savage attacks.

But now, his stormtroopers can only run around in the hallway and fight small battles with hordes of sentries. Humans realize that what happened is just a matter of time, and they will concentrate their strength and start to fight back. In this case, Tangul still hopes for victory. He has many warriors and is very brave, but there is always a possibility that their chances of success will be greatly reduced. Tangul prefers a sudden and overwhelming victory over having to go through this period of anger and doubt.

One-eyed Heskett muttered excitedly. He once again saw the ratmen soldiers using flamethrowers sweeping the building. These huge human buildings burn very well. Their wooden supports easily caught fire, and soft stones and bricks also melted in the flames.

When Heskett's long-bore musket squad accidentally shot an ogre in Isaac-Glott, he thought it would be wise to separate from others. Heskett knew that this was an accident, but the person in charge of the founder clan had unusual suspicions. Heskett did not want Isaac Grotte to stab him ‘accidentally’ in the back, so he had already led his troops away from the main battlefield and continued the destruction.

How happy he was that he chose to do so. Watching the devastating machine work, watching his soldiers bring warm heat and flames to his face, and watching these huge buildings collapse suddenly, there is really a fascinating feeling.

Heskett stared up for a long time, watching the whole apartment collapse. It was not until the last moment that he realized that tons of bricks and burning wood were hitting his head. By then, he had no time to escape.