The Legend of Fatality

As they moved forward, the stones of the dungeon showed a special green color. They left the brightly lit hall and walked into the deep darkness, and the road was slightly illuminated by the shimmering gems. Bai En heard a knock. Grey Logan stopped and put a hand on the wall. Out of curiosity, Bai En did the same thing. He felt a slight vibration through the stone in the distance.

Grey Logan glanced at him. "Goblin is beating on the wall," he said. "They know we are here. We better speed up to confuse any scouts."

Bai En nodded. The walls shone like jade. He could see obese red-eyed mice away from the lights. Their skin is pure black. Guerrerogen cursed and stamped his foot on the one closest to him, but it avoided him.

He shook his head. "Even here, so close to the surface, we can see signs of chaos. The situation below must be worse."

Bai En was unconvinced, but Morris clenched his staff. Bai En looked sideways at the other three who were looking for the sword. The expression on their faces was not good either. But everyone continued to follow Gray Rogan.

They came to a staircase leading to darkness. The huge pillar has fallen. Piles of masonry piled in a pile. The stair itself seemed to collapse. They alarmed a nest of winged things. The little bats flew like shadows, flying around. Bai En wondered how safe the stairs were.

They walked down the corridor with signs of orc predation. The rats came out of the den under the broken stone carving in front of them. Grey Logan motioned for them to stop and stood there sniffing the air. Bai En felt the footsteps on the stairs coming from behind them.

"I smell Goblin," the dwarf said.

"I think they are behind us," Rubes-Hagrid said.

"Just around us." Guerrerogan retorted. "This place has been used as a passage by orcs for many years."

"What should we do?" Bai En asked, exchanging worried eyes with Morris.

"Go forward." Grerogan said while looking at the map. "We are moving in the direction we want."

Bai En glanced back. He suspected that they were rushed into a trap. Things look terrible, he thought. Our way back to the ground has been cut off, unless Grerogan knows another route. But the expression on the dwarf's face convinced him that Grerogan had never considered these things.

The dwarf looked around anxiously, as if expecting to see a ghost.

The pace of the chaser is getting closer. In front, they heard a deeper and louder sound than any orc's cry, echoing in the corridor.

"What's that?" Asked Oberon-Ravenhart.

"What a big thing." Gal Kepler said calmly.

Guerrerogen swipes his axe blade with his thumb until a gem-like blood gleams on the axe blade.

"Very good," he said.

"It must be close," Morris said nervously, not knowing whether his face was as pale as a wizard or a wizard. He turned his head to look at Bai En. Bai En didn't seem to pay attention to the voice, but was thinking about something.

"It's hard to say," Gray Logan said. "These tunnels will distort the sound. Amplify it. It may be several miles away."

The roar rang again, followed by the sound of running, as if the orc had run away in order to obey the order.

"This time it's really closer," Bai En said.

"Calm down, human. As I said, it may be several miles away." The dwarf still insisted.

It stood in the hall next door, waiting under the long stairs. They walked under an arch carved with a demon skull and saw the monster: a giant ogre, twice as tall and four times as large as Gar Kepler. A lock of hair emerged from its scaly scalp. Just like Oberon-Ravenhart's hair crown, it is dyed with a black and white pattern. A huge spiked armguard covered its right arm, and in its fist was an evil long-handled scythe. A huge barbed ball and chain dangled from its left hand. It looks as if it can destroy the walls of a castle.

The creature grinned, revealing barbed metal teeth. Behind is a group of goblins, green skin shining in the firelight. They grabbed metal shields with skulls on them. Their ugly faces are covered with scabs, boils and pustules. Some of them wore barbed collars on their necks. Some people wrap the exposed flesh on their bodies with metal rings. Their eyes are red without pupils. Bai En wondered if this was another sign of confusion.

But trolls are not trolls, which is not good news. The traits of the troll rebirth are troublesome, but fire, acid, and magic can all be restrained. At the same time, they have terrible mental retardation and can be easily solved by tactics. But the ogres are different, they are smarter, and can even be said to be cunning, Tirya even has a team of mercenaries they are active in. In addition to their bad reputation, they are indeed easily favored by certain rulers.

But this ogre here is afraid that he himself is the ruler here. Bai En looked around. On his right is a pile of rubble. It looks like the ancient dwarf stone carvings were removed and cleaned up to make room for rougher carvings. There were several iron chains on the wall next to him. There were deep black stains on the iron chains, and Bai En had no doubt that it was left behind.

On the left is a huge chimney with a monster's head carved on it, and the mouth of the fireplace is its mouth, making the entire fireplace a giant devil's head. The brown blood stained the stone. Bai En wondered if we came to a Goblin temple?

This is exactly what we need, a hungry ogre and a group of goblin fanatics. Well, he comforted himself, at least things would not get worse.

He felt someone patting him lightly on his shoulder, then turned around and looked back upstairs. Another team of Goblins, led by a strong orc, rushed down. It holds a machete in its left hand and a flag in its right hand, which depicts the image of a cursed human head with fangs. Inserted at the top of the flagpole is an antiseptic human head. Behind the people who carried the flag came some Goblins, who carried maces, spears and axes.

Bai En looked at Rubes Hagrid. The Burtanian guide shrugged. What a **** place, Bai En cursed. For a long time, these three groups of people glared at each other. A brief silent state of peace.

"For Marnus!" Gar-Kepler shouted, raising his big sword high and rushing down the stairs at a surprisingly high speed for a man in full armor.

Guerrerogan shouted a dwarf word and rushed out with him behind the Templars. On his head, those shiny gems seemed brighter. "Kill the goblins!"

Bai En put his sword in a vigilant position. Beside him, Rubers-Hegrid stood ready. The opponent's flag bearer glared at them, but did not approach. Bai En did not want to attack the orcs on the stairs. And the two mages standing not far from them need human protection. This will be a confrontation.

Behind him, Bai En heard the collision of weapons and screams on the battlefield. The dirty orc smelled badly. The footsteps in iron shoes echoed on the stairs behind him. As soon as he turned around, he blocked the mace of an orc warrior waving with considerable force. The force of the shock shook his arm.

He gritted his teeth and thrust the sword out. His sword drew a flashing arc in the dark. Lightning struck the orc first, and the orc fell straight back, and Bai En almost lost his balance. Because of his unstable feet, he chose to go down the stairs as quickly as possible.

"Hagrid, hold the stairs!" Bai En shouted.

"Of course, my friend." Hagrid stood alone on the stairs in the upper direction.

Bai En went down. When he came under the stairs, there was an annoying Goblin in front of him. Perhaps because the other party saw that the orc was easily killed by Bai En, he did not come close to fight with Bai En at all. ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ It is difficult for him to chase his agile enemies on the soft ground. The Goblin stood in the distance, sticking his tongue out, screaming mockingly.

Bai En restrained his anger and stood still, ready to release and solve this nasty opponent. But he suddenly heard a gust of wind. He knelt down and rolled, and the flesh on his knee felt pain because of what he hit. Something passed the top of his head. Another Goblin, who did not know where he came from, tried to attack him, preparing to smash his head with a mace in his hand.

Bai En cut back with a sword in his backhand, Goblin hurriedly dropped his weapon and tried to turn around to escape, but just after he turned halfway, he was split in half by Bai En. On a stone.

Something fell on it, hitting him on the head, and small paws scratched his face. When Bai En arbitrarily got rid of those things from the head, the Goblin who had mocked him before came to him. This Goblin did n’t seem to expect that Bai En could see him again so quickly. The offense was a bit entangled while running away. Bai En failed to give it a chance to continue thinking, a sword pierced its head. Throw its body aside.

When Bai En looked down at the falling things. He disturbed a litter of mice, he thought. For a while, he was at a loss. When he recovered, he saw the scene of battle.