The Legend of Fatality

The snow has stopped, but the sea of ​​snow is everywhere. At the moment of dawn, Bain and others boarded the walls of Prague, waiting for the dawn. But now that dawn had arrived, he was a little confused as to what the scenery in front of him represented.

"What happened outside," asked Bai En, squinting at the dawn. As he watched the river outside the city and the strange light around the war machine seemed to fade away. Knowing that they haven't disappeared; it's just hiding in strong sunlight. Bai En wondered how long this would last. The evil moon still appears in the sky, and even in the gray clouds can see a burst of green light.

They stood on the huge watchtower again, overlooking the gate like a monster's mouth. The wall beneath them is almost ten steps thick. This tower is twenty times taller than a person, and is covered with ballistas and other siege weapons.

A group of mercenaries from the Marnus Empire came from somewhere. They took out an organ gun and were pushing it to the designated position by hand. This work is very hard, even in winter, the workers are sweating. Bai En wrapped his black cloak tightly around him and glanced at the others. The fire of alchemy that came out somewhere emitted an evil smell and rushed straight at his nostrils.

Grey Logan looked serious and gloomy. Eisenheim-Schneider looked uneasy. Angelica was pale, but determined. The other dwarves seemed to be hangovers.

"The enemy's army is gathering to attack. Even Snowy can see this, young Brian." Snowry said.

"I mean what kind of dirty magic is there outside of the light"

Eisenheim-Schneider's gloved fingers gripped the stones of the battlement tightly. Duke Winter asked him to come here to report on the activities of the enemy army. It seems that from somewhere, he got this idea: Eisenheim-Schneider is the most powerful and qualified magician in this city. Bai En even suspected that this might be true.

"They are summoning demons," Eisenheim-Schneider stared into the distance. "There is still a lot of magical energy. I can only guess how they will deal with them."

"Guess what it will be," Guerrogan asked.

"What I want to say is that some demons will be bound to siege equipment to move them, just like you use steam to drive your own war machine. I have read from the book that such things are possible of."

"Steam power has nothing to do with demons," Grerogan said.

"It's just a metaphor. I think the vitality of demons will be used to move those huge metal towers, use their weapons, or do other things—"

"Like what"

"Protect siege personnel from magic attacks."

"You said that some demons will be used to do this. As for others?"

"They will appear directly and be used as an assault force."

Bane shivered when he thought about the thirsty blood killing of the Lord by Gunter Grimm. He had hoped that he would never encounter such a thing again in his life, and now they may have to face a large group of such people. He doubted Eisenheim-Schneider's words, and Eisenheim-Schneider shook his head in response.

"I doubt if this will happen. The power of these creatures is so powerful that even the huge magic energy pool outside can only hold a few."

Eisenheim-Schneider said a few words calmly, and Bane felt strange. One of these creatures is almost enough to destroy an army. Some of them will be able to overwhelm all Prague defenders. After all, they do n’t have a hammer of fate to help them now. Eisenheim-Schneider continued, not knowing the gloomy thoughts in Bain's heart.

"In addition, I think that the power that our friends who like the evil gods are gathering has other uses."

"For example," Guerrogan asked.

"I think they will use it to overwhelm some of the defensive runes on the city walls, and then use their magic to push down the towers and chest walls so that their troops can pass."

"Do you know where they will do this?" Bai En asked.

"It won't be until they actually try. I will be able to feel the flow of magic. However, I dare say that this is likely to happen where they gather the most power."

"Unless that's just an illusion," Grerogan said.

"Look at the army outside, Grey Logan. It doesn't need tricks. It only needs its power."

This time, even Gray Logan appeared awkward and fell silent. After a while, he raised his head and grinned, showing a rotten tooth. He said: "There will be a good show at this gate."

"There will be." Eisenheim-Schneider said without enthusiasm.

"We will all die!" Shouted an apocalyptic fanatic on the street. "The end of the world is here. The demons are coming from the north. Death is with them. The plague walks with them. Hunger walks with them. All dirty, dirty, and abominable things must walk with them.

Bai En believes that this skinny doomsday fanatic has succeeded in attracting such a dedicated audience in the crowded market square ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ This reflects the mood changes in the city. A few days ago, he would be ridiculed by Mrs. Casler. Now, people are really listening to him.

"It's time to confess your sins and purify your soul. The demons are waiting outside our door. They came because we were unworthy to live, because we betrayed the principles of our ancestors, and fell into adultery and promiscuity. We interacted with outsiders but failed to maintain Mrs. Casler's pure blood. "

Bai En frowned. This person received a few more listeners. He was n’t sure, but he thought some of them were watching him and Angelica. Judging from his words, manners, dress and appearance, he was indeed a non-Casler lady. His nose is too long, his cheekbones are not high enough, and his facial features are not flat. He is tall and will not be mistaken for a citizen of Prague.

"The Duke of Winter encouraged it. His rule was unjust. Here, the infamous family flourished, and the outsiders made Kaslev's local daughters indiscriminate. Here, all foreign vices Have weakened the strength and masculinity of our country. "

"He must have a purpose," Eisenheim-Schneider muttered. Every lunatic in this city seems to have its own purpose.

This is of course true, Bian believes, but in this case, this is not necessarily the most wise statement, especially when some friends and supporters of Doom sect zealots are within hearing range.

He looked around. In the crowd, he thought he could recognize the faces of some fanatics. A few days ago, Grey Rogan drove them out of the White Boar Tavern. At that moment, he hoped that Grey Logan would be with them, but he chose to go drinking with the other dwarves, leaving Bian and Angelica to accompany Eisenheim-Schneider to the castle.