The Legend of Fatality

Even though Artquis and Dragon Horse have a good record, the dark elves continue to appear in front of the team. An elf swordsman fell directly in front of Artquis, his noble face cut by the blade of the dark elf. Altequis immediately jumped into the gap and waved his axe, drawing a wide and low arc.

Not far in front of him, he could see a tall figure standing behind the ranks of the dark elves, putting a staff on the ground and swearing in his mouth. Artquis gave a contemptuous sip. A magician. He pushed the dark elf warrior away in front of him angrily and rushed to where Antares was lying. At present, elite swordsmen and dragon horses must hold their ground.

"My lady," he said quickly. "Can you stand up? There is a magician in the dark elf."

Antares smiled weakly. Her face was pale, but her eyes were clear and firm.

"Leave him to me," she said. "You concentrate on dealing with those soldiers."

Altecius nodded and rushed back to the battlefield. After a while, the magician joined the battle. His wand threw a string of snake-like black ink into the dogfight. The elite swordsmen and human armies of the high elves were blown up. Their armor was torn apart and the helmet was shattered. The magician threw more deadly dark magic.

When Artquis got out of the crack, a lightning bolt hit him. As the dark magic passed by him, he could feel its evil magic covering him. It hit one of the only remaining human knights. He was thrown into the air, his limbs twitching, and then hit the barricade with a disgusting sound of broken bones.

The magician raised his metal staff, and new energy exploded around it. Altequis had just gathered courage. But then a silver light shot from behind him and ran towards the magician. The dark elf hurriedly erected a magical protective wall around him, and the silver magic dart hit the wall like jewels. First launch https: // https: //

More advanced elf swordsmen followed, and hit the protective wall with faster and faster speed and frequency. The magician knelt on one knee, overwhelmed by the accumulated power of the newly released magic. Artquis smiled coldly. Even if injured, Antares can still fight against these black magicians. But she couldn't last long in the injured state. Time is still the key.

Altequis quickly looked around. There were very few followers around, and the dark elves had the advantage. He slashed the samurai in front of him, cut off his legs, and then vigorously swung the axe into the neck. Accompanied by Longju, he strode forward, his axe was singing, and his eyes were burning. A new warrior jumped up and confronted him, and he was ready to kill her as easily as he did against others.

But this time is different. Artquiz brandished his axe at an alarming speed, hoping to use the axe blade to hook the thigh behind the warrior before the axe completed the killing mission. She reacted too quickly and avoided it all at once.

Turned around, barely aware of it, and pointed a barbed dagger at his face, then quickly turned around, and re-attacked with a curved short sword with poison dripping from the sword. Artquis jumped backwards, blocking the sword with the axe handle, and the dagger flew over his cheek. She moves quickly and very quickly. This is not an ordinary soldier.

Alterquez waved her axe violently to her, quickly moving in a zigzag shape, limiting the assassin's moving space. In response, she fell backwards, leaping high, and when she flew over the arc of the axe blade, she kicked a sharp toe towards his neck. New 81 Chinese network update the fastest computer terminal: https: //

Altequis suddenly fell to his left and waved up with an axe, trying to catch her when she fell and make her lose her balance. The axe was connected to something, but that was her own blade, which was cut off by her very fast to counteract the expected blow. Artquis pushed the weapon locked by the blade sharply, and his greater force forced her to retreat briefly.

Their faces got together in a very short time. Artquiz found himself staring at two black eyes, two eyes full of hatred and pain. At the moment of pupil dilation, Artquis thought he glimpsed his aggressive face in it. Their expressions are no different. The two sides of a coin, fighting forever, gradually became more and more similar.

The forces of both sides separated them again. Artquis wanted to pounce on her, but a new commotion distracted both of them. Many elf swordsmen around Archmage Antares were killed, and only a few stood stubbornly beside the weak Antares. The dark elves swarmed from all directions with the help of a new wave of dark power from their black magicians. Antares appeared depressed. However, the reinforcements finally arrived. They came just in time.

With the hope of rekindling, Artquis continued to move forward. Behind the newly arrived high elf warriors, the army of the Marnus Empire can be seen gathering. Artquis saw the black magician looking around uncomfortably and began to retreat.

The remaining dark elf attackers were caught between two enemies ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ was mercilessly killed by the new troops. In the previous attack, the dark elves had lost many soldiers, and now their numbers are hopelessly at a disadvantage. The situation reversed, and their formation was subsequently broken. The battle became a massacre, and the dark elves became prey.

Alterquez turned to the soldier in front of him. She flicked her lips contemptuously and rushed at him again. Obviously, she did not lose her interest in fighting. Artquis raised his axe, expecting their duel to begin again. But her movements were a disguise, and she rushed towards Artquis with a dazzling speed and subtle movements.

She rushed under his fierce axe and crossed his defense. Artquis quickly turned around, trying to restore balance, causing his weapon to attack his enemies in an arc. When he realized that he was no longer the goal, it was too late. When the attacker realized that everything was almost lost, the dark elf apparently decided to take the last game. She drew a second curved dagger from the armor and twisted her body like an acrobatics, evading the attack from Artquis and throwing it at Antares.

Altecius followed its trajectory in horror, and immediately realized that it would hit her. He warned loudly. Even the elven swordsmen around the archmage did not respond in time. The blade rotates forward at a lethal speed. But it failed to hit the target. The dragon horse was bloody, but did not succumb and jumped onto its flight path. The blade was deeply inserted into the dragon's flesh until it reached the handle. The beast roared in pain and fell back heavily to the ground.

"No!" Artquis shouted. He was suddenly swallowed by fear.

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