Chapter 1065: Battlefield Shadow (11)
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Orc Tyrant
- Mo Ge Zhuo Gen
- 1252 characters
- 2021-03-03 02:12:51
Remember in a second【】
"Where did you go?"
Koresh moved cautiously, every time he stepped on dead leaves, or when the gravel made a harsh noise, he would curse himself secretly, because he felt like a dumb head.
He didn't go far before he heard a sound, then stopped and looked around.
The ruins were divided into deep shadows by trenches and craters, tiny insects dancing in the flying dust, and the shadows cast by the withered leaves seemed to be shriveled membrane wings.
Soon, he heard that voice again.
The flapping sound, the flapping of the wings, are not far away.
Then there was a slight restlessness.
The fanning sound appeared again.
The next second, a violent sound of fierce struggles came without warning and came to an abrupt end.
The garden bed less than ten meters away was shaken and ripped, and he immediately lowered his body and raised his arms.
Soon, a non-human creature made a short, raspy, howling, accompanied by a low roar.
Deep in the ruins behind him, a painful cry came immediately.
Koresh knew it was Sato's voice.
He stood upright, knowing that the priest was injured and was in danger. He couldn't be like that...
Then he heard a predator's rumble throat and his body froze immediately.
The voice was almost close, and he was not sure which way it was.
The cold sweat of fear flowed slowly along his spine. He raised his knife and prepared to attack, strode forward, and walked around by a broken marble column, which collapsed like a mushroom upside down. Rose from the gravel.
He pressed his back tightly to the stone pillar and slowly, slowly glanced out his head.
He saw the creature.
Maybe I saw it.
It was just a shadow, a non-human shadow, a giant dog walking on two feet.
It is huge and fierce, and its skin is like a dark midnight sky like blood, just like the last curse of a dying madman, as light as nothing but full of viciousness.
It dwells in a shadow, and does not exist in the sun, only the twisted upward horns emit a dark red shimmer.
Koresh could feel the roar in his throat.
Fear shrouded him, and the cold, heavy chill in his heart seemed to be the ice on the top of the mountains.
He smelled a breath, a strong breath.
There was something in the monster's mouth, a shiny black object.
It threw the thing on the ground and made a roaring roar, like the most lowly barbarian leather drum.
Koresh felt that his consciousness had begun to be stripped out of his body. He couldn't move, and he could only wait for it to turn around and wait for it to turn around to find himself.
He held his breath and pressed himself tightly against the cold, polished marble column.
He seemed to be waiting, waiting, waiting for that huge mouth to bite him.
He dared to gasp again after an infinite time, and then the monster let out another low growl.
Koresh heard a disturbance from the flowerbed not far from the ground.
He ventured and looked around again.
The monster had disappeared without a trace, and it was gone, escaping into the darkness deep in the ruins.
Koresh waited for a while, then he clasped the knife handle in both hands, stepped out of the shadows, and stepped into the dark space where the monster had just been.
In the middle of the open space, the object dropped by the monster lies between the rotten leaves.
It was a mass of torn black feathers, shimmering like ink silk.
It was Sato's messenger. It was dead and fragmented, and the wings on one side were almost completely bitten off. Blood was spilled on its feathers and the surrounding ground, like a grain of amber in the dim light, covered in The delicate objects under the feathers have been regrouped into several bones.
Koresh has been with these neurons for a long time, and has been able to understand the reason for Sato's far cry of pain.
In the vocabulary of human wizards, this is called empathy.
When the angel is attacked, the wizard will feel the same.
Koresh straightened up, trying to recall where Sato's voice came from.
He tried his best to identify the direction, but it was very difficult, and the fear in his chest was intense and cold at the moment.
He has seen many monsters, but no monster has brought him such a fear, as if a simple breath is enough to kill his soul.
this thing……
Suddenly, a flash of lightning crossed Koresh's head.
He seems to have seen this thing in an ancient scripture, but that does not belong to the existence of the Wendigo church system, but comes from blood worship.
Blood Seeker, a demon from the realm of blood gods.
Realizing that he had just face-to-face with a blood demon, Koresh felt a glacier gradually spread upward in his throat.
He let the scimitar slide down in his palm until he held the end of the handle tightly with his hand. This ready-to-start gesture can extend the length of the arm and weapon to the limit, so as to achieve the greatest threat range and force effect.
This starting gesture is definitely not subtle, but if he encounters the demon again, Koresh does not think there will be any subtle ingredients in the subsequent fight.
He stepped forward, walking between the alternating sunlight and shadows, and the sky above him kept dull thunder.
slowly
^0^One second to remember【】
, He gradually noticed a new sound.
It was the sound of breathing, the sound of heavy breathing, the struggling panting of the wounded.
Koresh leaned over and drilled under a low branch covered with weird leaves, and then saw a huge body paralyzed in the shadow.
It was an Oak, and his leather armor was dark brown.
"Ur?"
Koresh squatted next to each other and asked in a low voice.
The special warfare blinked and looked up at him.
"Shrimp."
He smiled, then tightened his face in pain.
There was blood on his torso at this moment, and his waist and crotch were torn into a huge wound by something.
"Hush!"
Koresh hissed and tried to bandage his wound.
"I hit the bastard."
Ur whispered.
"It just appeared out of thin air. It seems that there is something against us today."
"I saw it, don't move it first."
"Give me a little more time, my wound is healing, and I will be able to stand up again soon."
"Sato is also injured."
"I heard, I asked Hagrid to find him."
"What did you mean just now, Ur? What does it mean that there is something against us today?"
Ur coughed, his body twitching and making him frown slightly.
"We found a secret little red shrimp nest."
"I know."
"But the defense there was tight. All of us planned to find a way to get in. Hagrid attacked from the bright spot. I moved in the rear. While the attention of those shrimps was attracted by Hagrid, I quietly got in. My goal was to slip into one. The defensive slack room took away something inside."
"What happened after?"
"He touched a trap."
A voice behind Koresh answered ~EbookFREE.me~ He immediately turned around.
Sato stood on the edge of the shadow, staring at them closely, holding a short knife with a thick blade in his hand.
"Come here, shrimp."
Sato whispered that his eyes were as bright as a lightning ball.
"Damn!"
Ur also shouted.
"Don't go, shrimp, stay by my side!"
"what?"
Koresh asked stutteringly, he didn't know what happened.
Satomai took a step closer, and Koresh stared at each other, clutching the knife handle with both hands.
He could hear Wuer struggling to get up behind him, and he could hear the sound of the other person pulling his knife out of the sheath.
Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^