The Legend of Fatality

Bai En realized that everything was too late. The mages he arranged paid the price of his life to protect him. Even if they had seen death approaching, protecting Bai En was still their last choice. The exploding flames engulfed him, and the magical defense at the location of Bane disappeared, and a hot shock erupted at the place where Morris was, pushing Bane aside. Bai En heard his shouting, and the part of his thoughts returned to his body. His mental defense almost collapsed.

Spit out a mouthful of dust, Bai En got up to continue fighting, no longer to attack, just to allow himself to survive. Somewhere deep in my head, a voice screamed urgently and in panic: Morris was not facing Bill Bally City, but Plain! -There is nothing wrong with his orientation! The attack on Victor also came from the plain!

Bai En saw the abyss demon rising from the foot of Asuhana-Baiyu in the center of the mage where the mages were in the center of the mage. A huge and fierce monster gave a piercing grin, grabbing her limbs and tearing them alive. By the time the other mage responded, it had already eaten Asuhana-Huiyu. The apprentice of the black elk, the orc Kunaha, had a blood-red glow, his body became huge, and he rushed towards the demon. The sharp claw of the demon pierced his chest. Kunaha Regardless of the blood splattered from the wound, he twitched the devil's head with his hands and shattered it.

Freisman brothers held the flame stick in their hands and kept releasing the attack magic to the city of Billy Barry. The fireballs were overwhelming and almost wrapped the castle. Suddenly, silent frost appeared beside him, grabbing the two tall mages and freezing them in place.

Bai En was still kneeling on the dark mountain, and magic and artillery shells fell around him like an endless storm, but failed to harm him. The mages of the Fatalin Mage Regiment began to frantically release magic around them, and the magic rushed to the soldiers who shrank on the plains. The massacre filled the entire world, the dust was flying, the summoned monsters screamed, the rocks fell like raindrops, thundered, and hit the wounded and dying soldiers, and they sent out a horrifying wailing. The demon summoned by the enemy burst into the soldier's queue with a laugh-all the sounds were mixed and reverberating, and some rational mages who managed to recover from the screams of Bane steadily steadily roared into the attack of Bill Bally City. The main theme. The boulders continued to fall from the cliff; the shells flashed with fire and smoked black, and flew into the city of Billbury, allowing the city to perform its own notes in this movement of death and chaos.

Morris trembled all over, his ears were numb by the roar, and he maintained his breathing only by his physical instinct. It took him a long time to recover, the magical battle had stopped, and even the screams deep in his head had been quiet. He lifted his blurry eyes to look at Bill Barry City, which was moving and retreating, with smoke and flames on several surfaces. Morris twirled his head staggeringly, turning his gaze over the top of Billy Barry City and turning to the other side. Two medical soldiers were carrying him lying on the stretcher towards the temporary dock.

He looked around and vaguely remembered that a protective mage of Fatalin had previously tried to place defensive magic on this mountain that had been ravaged by magic. Suddenly, the cruel reality hit his chest heavily: they only left a broken limb and a broken mage robe on the hill. He desperately suppressed his whimper and turned his attention to the first hill.

Freisman brothers were frozen, but still alive. More than a dozen soldiers ran to their side, and after a while they broke the ice and carried them away.

Kunaha remained on the hill in the middle, almost all his clothes were burned, exposing the burnt red skin. He collected the fragmented body of Asuhana-Baiyu and sent out a burst of high-pitched wailing. The horrible and sad scene in front of him shattered Morris' heart like a hammer.

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The magic is in a certain space, find the door, push it open, and what comes out of the gap is your power. These words made a young boy embark on the path of Dakonas Battle Master. Open your whole body and welcome the deity you sacrificed to-it will find you and draw its power as much as possible-as long as your body and soul can bear it-but remember that once the limit of bear is exceeded, then The door will be closed forever. Although Bai En has always believed that the one who provides the power used by him is definitely not a deity, it can only be a demon or a monster, and it may not be an evil spirit.

After experiencing that nightmarish attack, Bai En felt pain all over his body, as if someone had been hitting him with a stick. He didn't anticipate the bitter taste that suddenly appeared on his tongue, which showed that something abhorrent and dangerous and terrible came to the hill. This kind of warning is rarely seen in a combat mage who is not very sensitive to magic, unless the so-called magic door is fully opened, and the surging mana is surging out. A mage mentioned some legends, and he also read such records from old scrolls. When this powerful and deadly force appears, it usually means that the deity stepped into the world.

If a deity really appears in this place, it should be Mor, the **** of death, or Natal, the soul lord who runs the bottomless pit. And his intuition told him that this was not the case, and it was hard to believe that a deity would actually come, but he was sure that something was coming. What frustrated him was that his poor sense of magic didn't even know where the dangerous people were. Some kind of intuition drove him to keep looking at the other side of the hill, but the gunfire made him unable to lift his head.

When the artillery fire in Billy Barry City finally stopped, Bai En dare to lean out and observe the other side of the hill. He noticed that a group of people riding horses stood on the other side of the hill. The forefront was a knight in colored armor. The armor was extremely fashionable. The metal pattern on the helmet was never seen by Bai En, and the shape was a bit like The moon even looks like a crown.

The soldiers in Fatalin ’s army rushed towards them. The arrows shot by Fatalin archers flew towards the knight. The knight ’s cloak flew behind him, and the arrows flew beside him. The riders behind him were shot by arrows and fell down, but the moment they fell to the ground, their eyes became black and their bodies emitted smoke.

Then they stood up again and pulled out the arrow that was inserted into the body. The arrow brought out broken armor and black flesh and blood fragments. It seems that this monster will not die from injury. Then the monsters in armor who were shot by arrows raised their hands, and the black blood flew out around the dense fog ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ wrapped up the body of Fatalin soldiers who had rushed to their side, then they Clenched his fist in front of his chest, and the rope of blood and smoke wrapped around the soldier's body cut the soldiers into pieces with his movements.

Some soldiers who luckily rushed in front of them were cut off by the knights' weapons or kicked back, and the body was scrapped for more than thirty feet before landing.

In addition to these weird knights, a small group of black-robed wizards released powerful magic from behind them. A wind blew out from the open hands of a mage and ran into a group of Fatalin archers. All the queens fell down, and some were directly hit into the artificial river.

Frost spears, fireballs, gusty winds and deadly poisons were released from the hands of the masters, and Fatalin ’s soldiers were slaughtered. Several mages of the mages tried to counter their spells, but were killed by the black magic wave released by the knight riding the sword on his horse.

Bai En looked at the knight headed, looked into the eyes, trying to see through the man's soul. But to Baen's disappointment, the group of people who rode on horses and wore armor like puppets would only finish the killing without expression. Only a few robes in their black robe have stopped casting spells, and are busy drawing a circle on the ground, trying to seize control of the blood puppet that has been out of control.

But the next action of the group of knights made Bai En recognize who they were. They made a refined and refined workmanship, a banner made of silver skulls and rings, inserted in the circle just drawn, and a strange person with multiple intelligent creature heads was painted on the banner.

Bai En turned quickly and whispered: "Sharman, you **** fucking!"