The Legend of Fatality

Benefited from the last night of the dwarf, and his pipe. Timal-Kou woke up violently with a cough. It was still early, the sky was dark, and the morning fog was heavy. This may be a good thing. Anyway, there is nothing but mud, rocks and cold brown mud in the radius. Everything was wrapped in cold dew, but fortunately, Bai En successfully set up a string of small flames. Timal-Kou's hair was close to his pale face. He turned over and coughed big sputum from the ground.

"Ahhhhh." He moaned hoarsely and spit out again after a cough.

Morris was also awakened by the coughing sound, he got up and walked to Timel-Kou's side, and began to examine carefully for a while.

Bai En tied the last buckle of the harness to the sullen horse. "Good morning," he said, looking at the pale sky, "although it is not so good."

"I'm going to die. If I'm dead, I don't have to go anymore." Tim Meier-Kou said miserably.

"You are sick." Morris confirmed.

"We don't have any food anymore. If you don't stay, you really have to die. We can only eat you by then, and then move on."

Timmel-Kou smiled weakly: "What shall we do?"

Yeah, what should we do? Bai En thought. Ghost, Flynn's prophecy that year, and this mage apprentice who didn't know where it came out, Bai En felt a strange feeling. "How can I find this Antonidas?"

"His mage tower."

Bai En sighed and continued to ask: "Where?"

"From here to the south, it takes about 14 days to ride, and it is located by a large lake in a mountain."

"Do you know the way?" Bai En asked again.

Timel-Kou struggled, his body shook slightly, his breath was short and quick, his pale face was covered with fine sweat beads. "It should be recognized," he murmured, looking uncertain.

Neither Timal-Kou himself nor his horse can walk for 14 days without eating, which is still the premise of not getting lost. The food problem needs to be solved urgently, so despite taking great risks, it is still the best choice to travel south through the woods. They may encounter bandits, cultists, or other eccentric things, and then be killed, but the chance of finding food is also relatively large, otherwise only starving.

"You ride a horse." Bai En said.

"I lost my horse, I should walk."

Ban put his hand on Tim Meier-Kou's forehead, which was hot and sticky. "You have a fever, you ride a horse."

Timmel-Kou did not argue anymore. He was picked up by Morris and then put on horseback by Brian and Morris. He looked down at the other three people: "We take turns riding?"

The dwarf shook his head: "No need, I hate horses." He squatted on the embers of the blazing fire and rummaged with a branch.

"what are you doing?"

"I'm looking for a suitable kind of fire, which will be used to make another fire later." The dwarf explained.

"It's not necessary," said Bai En. "Morris's spell can be ignited."

"Oh, I forgot." The dwarf snapped his head and said, "It's really convenient to bring a mage to make a fire."

"You took the mage just for ..." Bai En frowned and said halfway, then gave up. "Forget it. Let's go."

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Timmel-Kou is very talkative, not at all like a fever. They traveled south across the wilderness, from the morning sun to the gray sky until they entered the woods in the evening. He chattered all the way, and his illness had no effect on his nagging. The same is true of the dwarves, as if they found a confidant, they have never been quiet along the way.

Bai En did not feel annoyed, because neither of them focused on themselves, and someone beside him made him feel at ease. Morris focused on his tattered boots, which hurt his feet.

"... So I spent seven years studying at the Academy of Prophecy. My tutor Timothy was a great mage and ranked seventh among the disciples of Evero-Lon Cuba, a real great man." In Timi In the eyes of Er-Kou, it seems that anything that touches the mage is great, "He thinks that I have learned something and it is time to go to the mage to receive the teaching of Master Antonidas to win the staff. But here I found Things are not that simple. Master Antonidas is extremely harsh and ... "

The horse stopped suddenly, snorting, and even hesitated to take a big step back.

Grey Rogan raised his nose to sniff the air, frowning. There were people nearby, people who were drowned badly. He should have discovered it earlier, but his mind was focused on chatting. Timal-Kou looked down at him: "What's going on?"

Ban noticed Timal-Kou ’s question, as well as the movements of the horse and the dwarf, and put his hand on the handle of the sacrificial knife, and stopped.

Like answering Timal-Kou ’s question, a man walked out of the tree 30 steps away in front of him, and another man came along the road from a little further away. Undoubtedly, they were all scumbags, stained with dirt, unshaven, and the fur and leather on the body were broken into strips, tied indiscriminately-just like Bai En.

The thin figure on the left holds a spear and the tip of the spear is barbed; on the right is a big man, holding a rusty epee, wearing a pitted helmet and a spike on the top of the helmet. They approached slowly, grinning. There was a voice behind him, and Bai En turned to look, and his heart suddenly sank: Several other people were approaching carefully along the road, and a big boil grew on the face of the first person, holding a heavy wooden axe in his hand.

Timel-Kou leaned down from the saddle, his panic eyes widened widely: "Are they bandits?"

"You are a **** prophet." Guerrero gritted his teeth.

They stopped about ten steps away from them. The one wearing the helmet seems to be the boss. "Good horse," he snarled, "a friend borrowed it?" The spear grabbed the weapon and grinned.

The situation has changed sharply. A moment ago, everything was calm, but fate was so fickle. Bian suspects that Timmel-Kou may not be able to help if he fights. In this way, he has to face three or more enemies alone, and he misses again when he can cast his spells at will. But if he does not take action, Timal-Kou will be robbed and even killed.

He looked at the bandits again, and the other party did not expect them to resist—the spear-holder held the spear to his side, and the sword-pointer pointed at the ground. He didn't know what he was doing with the axe, he could only hope for luck. It is a pity that the early bird is usually the most unlucky, so Brian turns around and makes a gesture to Morris, and Morris begins to recite the mantra quickly and whisper a small fireball to the helmet Bandit face.

The fireball instantly burned in the air and stormed the bandits. The bandit's head was instantly surrounded by flames, Mars was splashing, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground. He grabbed his face desperately with both hands, but his hands caught fire, causing him to scream and shake away.

Timel-Kou ’s horse was standing on his hind legs when he was frightened by the flames, and he snorted wildly. The thin man gasped in fright, and backed away, just before his horror, the Grey Rogan had arrived. He grabbed the spear in one hand and hit the bandit's face with his head. The bandit's nose broke, and he staggered back a few steps, and blood ran down his chin. The dwarf pulled him back again with a spear, and rounded his right arm to give him an old punch in the neck. The bandit fell, and the dwarf seized the spear and threw it on the ground, pulling out the horrible double-edged battle axe from behind. New 81 Chinese network update the fastest computer terminal: https: //

Bai En felt that someone was attacking behind him, immediately fell to the ground and rolled to the left. The axe screamed across the head, slashing the horse's belly, blood splattered, and the saddle strap buckle was severed. The boil face staggered for a few steps, and the body was turned half a circle by this cut. Bai En was about to fight back, but he stumbled on his ankle for a stone. The drunk man stepped on it for several steps, screaming with pain. An arrow was shot from somewhere in the woods behind him, flying across his cheeks and entering the bushes across the road. The horse snorted, kicked on all fours, its eyes twisted, and then ran wild along the road. The saddle slid off its back, and Timel-Kou'ai was slammed into the bushes.

Has no time to control him. Bai En snarled and rushed towards the axe man, pricking the sacrificial knife at his heart. The opponent raised the axe in time to swing the sacrificial knife, but it was not far enough. The sacrificial knife pierced his shoulder and stab him in a circle. Then Bai En ’s other sacrificial knife pierced the back of the opponent ’s spine directly. With a crisp click, the spine was broken, and the opponent suddenly lost his balance and fell forward. The sacrificial knife was stuck in the spine. At the same time, he was brought down to the ground, pressed against the body, and the sacrificial knife that pierced him left a scar on Bai En's scalp.

Bai En scolded and touched the wound. Fortunately, his skin was cut. This was another enemy who rushed over. Baien's sacrificial knife was stuck on the corpse, and he could only grasp the tousled hair of the incoming person with both hands, dragging it backwards, and hit his face against the rock. But he was hit in the face by the other party's broken shield. First launch https: // https: //

Then Bai En stood up and shook his head. He wiped the blood from the corners of his eyes with his hand, and just saw an arrow flying out of the woods. He slammed it on the trunk one or two steps away. Bai En took off his long sword from behind and rushed towards the archer, and found that the other party was a boy at most 14 years old, still touching the arrow. Bai En pulled out his long sword. The boy took the arrow into the string, his panic eyes widened, and he pulled the bow string awkwardly and awkwardly.

Bai En bullied him. The boy let go of the arrow, Bai En leaned back to avoid it, and at the same time jumped forward, holding the sword in both hands and splaying upward. The blade pierced the boy's jaw, lifted it into the air at once, and then his neck was severed by the blade. The boy's body fell on Bai En, and his face was splashed with blood. The boy's blood was mixed with Bai En's blood, and it was everywhere.

He pushed away the body, leaned against the tree and gasped for breath, his heart thumped, and a bloodthirsty roar echoed in his ear "I'm still alive," he whispered, "still alive." The wounds on his head and arm hurt. But two more scars were added, and the important thing was to be alive. He wiped the blood from the corner of his eyes and walked slowly back to the road.

Timel-Kou stood there, staring at the three corpses at the feet of the dwarf. Bai En grabbed his shoulders and looked up and down: "Did you hurt?"

Timel-Kou only stared at the body: "Are they dead?" The big man wearing a helmet was still smoking, emitting a disgusting smell. Morris noticed that he was wearing a pair of intact boots, many times stronger than he did not know. One of them was completely twisted in the neck and could not survive at all, the other was split in half by the axe. Bai En turned the last skinny kick over, the man's **** face remained amazed, his eyes straight to the sky, his mouth wide open.

"Most of that punch smashed the trachea." Guerrero murmured. He grabbed his **** hands together and tried to rub off the blood.

"The one in the woods ..." Morris asked, turning his head.

Bai En nodded: "What about the horse?"

"Run away," Timel-Kou whispered desperately, "What should we do?"

"Let's see if they bring food or not," Bai En said after looking around.

"I want his boots." Morris pointed to the smoking body.

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