The Legend of Fatality

When Bane walked to where Mackason was standing above his carriage. The dwarf engineer gave him a fierce glance, and Bai En soon understood why. One of the wheels of the carriage fell off, the flap was open, and Ma Kaisen's tools and equipment were scattered on the ground. At least Mackason didn't look too injured himself, although his fingers were black and his face was stained with soot or oil.

"Are you all right?" Bai En asked.

"Yeah! It couldn't be better! You should be more worried about the horses than me. And I am more worried about my tools. I hope the crash did not break it."

Bai En said: "I'll help you collect it."

"No need to trouble you. I have a system myself. I will arrange it in order."

"As you like," Bai En said.

He strode to where Grey Rogan and Snowry stood side by side, and saw the hills where Goblin had fled.

Snowry turned to look at Bai En and said, "Snowry thinks this is the last side we see them."

Guerrerogan spit on the ground and shook his head roughly. "Then you should leave your thoughts to others, Snowry. Because they will come back as soon as they find their brother. They will come more next time. You can bet with gold."

Bai En was forced to agree. His instinct told him that these were not the orcs they had heard of in the village of Gert, and they were nothing like the orcs in the mouth of the villagers. When Mackason started repairing his carriage, a knocking sound came from behind him.

"Then we will kill them all," Wu Li came over and said. Bai En could see that his face was still pale, and the fingers holding the axe were shaking. Nevertheless, he did well in the battle.

"In a brothel in Heidelberg, they have girls who claim to be Goblin," Bijoni said thoughtfully. "But they are not. They are just girls with green faces and neat teeth."

"I could have spent my life happily, and I will never find this." Bai En answered.

"Then you missed something," Bijonni said, throwing a wink at Bai En with a "you know" look.

Bai En immediately turned and left.

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When the dawn of the next day came. The fire had been extinguished, leaving only a gray coal cinder pit. While the dwarf and Mrs. Kasler hadn't broken the camp's tranquility, Bane stuffed a rubbery cheese in his mouth and made a creaking noise, then took a bite of sour dwarf bread and then used a light beer to put it all Washed down the throat.

Angelica smiled at him. He quickly reached out and held her hand tightly, and she also extended the other hand, squeezed his hand, glad that the feeling of the two was back.

Over Angelica's shoulders, he saw Bigioni blinking at him. The dwarf glanced at him squinted, then grabbed his left bicep with his right hand and made a twitching pose.

Bai En ignored this abnormal movement and turned his eyes elsewhere. Mackason repaired his carriage, packed some of his parts into a wooden box, and left a bunch of suspicious things in his reach, like weapons. The ponies returned after wandering for a few hours the night before, and now they all put on their harnesses and stood there docilely.

The other dwarf oath takers also got up one after another, holding the weapon in their hands for the first time, and then carrying their backpacks, it seemed ready to find trouble. Both Oleg and Standa are ready for bows and arrows.

Only Eisenheim-Schneider looked uncomfortable. He looked pale, haggard, and very tired. Bai En understands this very well, and yesterday's battle may have exhausted his magic. Judging from his performance, his magical attainments far surpass that of Bai En, but the magical aspect does not exceed much.

What surprised Baen was a confused, thoughtful expression on his face. He is now standing alone, without communicating with anyone. Some subtle changes happened to him, and Bai En didn't know how it happened.

"Let's go," Guerrerogan shouted. "We have a long way to go from Longshan."

Mackason yanked the reins. The dwarves marched in line. In the distance, Bai En can see a small cloud.

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Eisenheim-Schneider was exhausted. Yesterday he consumed a lot of magic in the battle against the orcs and goblins.

And he didn't sleep well. When Bian and Angelica lay on the other side of the fire with blankets, jealousy had been torturing him. The whispers of the two and the snoring of the dwarves did not make them spend a peaceful night.

Finally, after staring at the icy twinkling stars for several hours, he finally fell asleep. But it seemed that after only a moment, Snowry kicked him awake.

He felt as if he had never slept at all. His eyes seemed to stick together, and he felt pain, not only physically but also mentally. Nonetheless, from all perspectives, he didn't feel as bad as he expected, and he didn't know why.

He took a deep breath and tested how much his magic had recovered. He knew that the magic he kept on this day was weak, but even then, as soon as he touched them, he felt a tingling in his veins and regained some energy. He closed his eyes and explored his inner existence. He did feel exhausted and at the same time inexplicably elated.

He also knew that the magic power consumed in yesterday's battle was good for him, although in some ways it was not clear. Sometimes, he knew that using his skills was the only way to improve them. In yesterday's battle, he didn't get any new insights he could think of, but he knew he got something.

He has mastered his magic more skillfully than ever, and he has explored the source of his soul more deeply than ever. He knew his magic was getting stronger.

In the past few weeks, he was repeatedly asked to use abilities that he had never used before. In the battle with the Rat Prophet, in the battle with the dragon, in the battle with the orc yesterday. He was forced to use his magic power under the pressure of survival, which he rarely encountered in his academic career. This seems to have had a profound effect on him.

When he mobilized the magic power in his body and led it out of his body, while combining the magic power floating in the air, he knew that he was now a more powerful energy container than ever before. His feeling seemed sharper. He has a stronger grasp of the flow of magic. His incredible vision became more insightful.

He now realizes in an unprecedented way that through the powerful energy contained in Grerogan's axe, he can exert awesome destructive power. And feel the magic that seems to be less powerful but still effective in the sword held by Bai En.

He also realized that both weapons were made for one purpose, and he could almost understand what these purposes were. He knew that Guerrerogan's axe was specifically created to fight evil forces.

Yesterday, UU reading www.uukanshu. com When Bai En pulled out his sword, he briefly realized that it also has something similar to perception, maybe even something with a certain degree of wisdom. In some ancient legends, the weapons of some legends have similar things. People call them many. On the whole, the mages of the Marnus Imperial Academy of Magic believe that these can be collectively called soul weapons.

In fact, the Marnus Imperial Academy of Magic once had a banned project that tried to make the weapon more powerful by attaching the soul of the creature to the weapon, but Eisenheim-Schneider did not know why this project was banned.

Eisenheim-Schneider did not know whether Brian knew about it. The most likely answer is that he knows. It is almost impossible for a person to carry such a weapon at any time without realizing it. Of course, unless the weapon itself hides its power and purpose. He decided that he should talk to Bai En whenever he had a chance. This is something he should pay attention to.

In addition to this, he felt a kind of power when fighting, something like evil power, but a little different. He had never encountered such a power, but from the understanding after the battle, this power appeared in Bai En. He could not determine whether it was related to the sword, but he decided to investigate the matter in private, not only for the safety of the team or Bai En, but also for the safety of Angelica.