The Legend of Fatality

When Bai En saw the four hoofs and human footprints in the mud around the shoal, he thought it was the footprints he had left before, so do n’t worry too much. Even so, he pulled the sword out of the scabbard.

After a while, when Bane crawled back casually in Grerogan, he saw some fast-moving figures following them. They flew from one tree to another along the sides of the path. He tried to observe at close range, but the shadow under the pine tree blocked even his sharp eyes. He left the impression that the characters within reach were carefully avoiding his sight.

His nerves started to strain. He wanted to rush under the canopy to find his enemies. But what if he gets lost? Or if there are more than one or two? Because of doubt, he has no action. So he put aside his worries and continued to climb.

When he heard the horn sound from his right, a similar horn sounded on the other side of the road, which almost made him unbearable. At that time, he knew that the cursed person was near, and they were gathering for the feast. At that time, he wanted to stand up and put an end to this matter-but there was an urge to drive him towards the snow line.

He told himself that what drove him forward was the urge to keep trying and never give up, not the urge to give up in the face of destiny, but he was honest enough with himself to know that it was only a fear. He did not want to encounter this group of aberrations; he wanted to postpone that inevitable ending as much as possible.

Now he stood on the ridge near the snow line, looked back at the path, and knew that the path was over. In this cold, windy, barren place, his life will end with the day. Wolfgang will not be retaliated, he will not return to his hometown, the road of revenge will end, and Grerogan will not leave an epic.

He looked at the oathbreaker standing nearby. He looked at the oncoming mutant, holding the axe awkwardly in his hand. Bai En counted about ten. Leading is a familiar fat giant. This made his mood even heavier. He had imagined that he might beg for mercy, or offer a ransom, anything that would prolong his life. Of course, the obese giant would want to avenge their slaughter the day before.

Bai En sighed and took off another sword from his back. He bowed his long sword from the scabbard and prepared to fight hard.

Wait—what is growing under his feet? Small yellow flowers grow in clusters in the hidden places of the ridge. When the sun began to sink, he realized that this was what he was sent to find. This seems like a very slim opportunity, but ...

He quickly picked a few flowers and stretched them towards Grerogan.

"Eat," he ordered. The dwarf turned to stare at him, as if he were really crazy. He frowned on his scarred face.

"I don't want to eat flowers," he said confusedly.

"Eat them!" Bai En roared. The oath taker is like a shameful child, tucks them into his mouth and starts chewing.

Bai En looked at him carefully, hoping to see any signs of change in the dwarf, hoping to see the so-called magical flowers that would restore him to the ferocious nature of the past. But he could see nothing.

Well, in any case, this is a slim hope, he said to himself.

Those mutations are now very close. Bai En can see that it must have been the survivor of the group who had previously attacked them. Guerrerogan spit yellow slobber and walked behind Bean.

Oh, well, Bai En decided that it was better to face death with a sword. At least this way he can bring many mutants to hell, if there is really hell. When he pulled out a sharp weapon, the fading sunlight shone on the blade, shining the rune. Bai En looked at them carefully, as if this was the first time. The approaching of death made all his senses sharper. He has never admired the craftsmanship of the old dwarf artisans like he does now. He wanted to know what the above runes meant and what their complex symbolic meaning was. There are so many things that he will never know now, and he has so many things to figure out.

The group of mutants stopped less than fifty steps away from Bai En. Their giant leader stared at Bai En with a peculiar gaze. Then he paused. He slapped in the ear of the mutant with elk head, and then moved on.

Bai En does not know whether he should pounce on this dirty guy, and hopes to kill him. Perhaps this will dampen the morale of his men. The sword is against the dashi stick, and he is convinced that as long as no one else intervenes, he can win. Thinking of this, he regained some courage. We have a silver lining. He grinned; the fear passed, and he almost began to enjoy it all.

The fat leader stopped ten steps away from Bai En. It's like a huge crumbling fat pile surrounded by studded leather and many weapons. Waves of whale fat rolled down his chin, like melted butter on candles. His huge hairless head is like a meat ball with small holes on it to poke eyes, nose and mouth. To Bain's surprise, the other party seemed nervous.

"I haven't been fooled by you, do you know?" The leader of the deformed body finally said. His voice sounded like a big bell. It made a deep voice from his huge chest. He was so close, Bai En could hear his phlegm and breathing breath.

"What?" Bai En asked perplexly. Is this a trick?

"I can see through your plan. You want to get us within the reach of your friend's axe and then kill us."

"But—" This unfair accusation embarrassed Bai En. He is standing here, bravely waiting for the arrival of death, ready to accept everything, and his disgusting opponent claims that death is another matter.

"You must think that we are full of idiots. However, the magic stone has not melted our brain and body. How stupid do you think we are? Your friend pretended to be scared, but we recognized him ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ It was he who killed Hans, Peter and Gretchen. There were everyone else. We know him, we know his axe, you ca n’t lure us into his trap. "

"But—" Bai En began to be uncertain. If the other party was really as smart as he said, then this should be a trick. Bai En began to feel cheated. He wanted to ask them to continue their attack.

"I told Mushead that I thought it was you who went up the mountain, but he said 'no'. Well, I was right, he was wrong, I called the tribes, not for you and your mean friend to be mutated The bounty of the human head. "

"But—" Bai En understood completely what happened. They were given a suspended sentence. He closed his mouth tightly so as not to show his feet.

"No! You may think you are smart, but you are not smart enough. This is a trap we won't fall in. We are smarter than you. I just want you to know."

With that, the fat leader of the deformed body slowly and carefully backed away. Bai En watched that dirty team gradually disappear into the darkness, and then he was relieved. He stood blankly for a while. The twilight on the nearby mountain is the most beautiful thing he has ever seen. He was even happy with the chill and pain that made him tremble. These are signs that he is still alive.

"Thank you, regardless of the god, thank you!" Bai En shouted, unable to restrain his joy.

"What are you shouting about?" Gray Logan asked excitedly.

Bai En resisted the urge to pierce him with a sword. Instead, he patted the dwarf's back. After a while, he suddenly realized that they would be stuck on the mountain until the next morning. But even such results can be tolerated.

"Quickly, we must collect the sun grass," Bai En said. "The sun hasn't set yet!"