Chapter 407: Good night

After giving up some hopes, the tension in my heart is much less.
Sally's eyes were lowered, and she followed the heathen team for a long time.
It didn't take long for the team to march to a small town in the east of Everta. Cardinal Carl looked around and confirmed that there was no danger before taking the team to a humble restaurant for dinner.
"After half an hour, change the horse in the east of the town and leave. The other party hasn't found it yet, indicating that they can't find us."
The conversation between Karl and the deputy was clearly understood by Sally, but at this time she dared to have any unnecessary movements and felt the instructions in her head. Sally sat indifferently on the outer wooden bench, but in When she picked up the black bread, her slightly raised gaze suddenly stopped.
By the street, Roddy, carrying a short bow and tomahawk, was walking slowly.
Sally's heart beating up in an instant, she never thought of such a coincidence, but at this time Roddy was actually ten meters in front of her, and Sally would never admit it!
She paused for a moment, then glanced over at him: Carl was telling the horse about the horse, and the other guards were eating.
Gaze turned, Sally turned to look at Roddy, and the two eyes met instantly--Rodi's wary and sharp eyes glanced, and she briefly stayed on Sally's face for half a second ...
This half-second was not enough for Sally to make any hint with her mouth shape. She just saw Roddy glanced at herself, then looked away without expression, and looked elsewhere.
what happened?
Sally was puzzled, and then immediately realized where the problem was: her appearance and appearance had been changed by Carl, not to mention Roddy, I was afraid that even her father couldn't identify it in front of him!
Her face changed and her hair color changed. In order to pretend to be thorough, Karl even applied a layer of dark oil to the bare skin of her arms and ankles ... Carl didn't leak anything and did not let Sally reveal any flaws at all.
Roddy walked forward anxiously-until the moment Sally passed him, she could even clearly see the sweat beads on Rody's face and the hilt of the sword in his hand.
She took a deep breath, and the distance between them was so unimaginable that even Sally could just pull out his garment corner by simply reaching out--
However, she finally closed her eyes, lowered her head, and once again gave up the opportunity.
If the reason for giving up for the first time is also taste and anger, then the giving up at this time is entirely because of Sally's deepest feelings for him ...
And the miss at this time may mean a lifetime miss.
Roddy suddenly disappeared at the corner of the street, and the pagan team that finished the meal quickly came to the horses in the corner of the town, put on adventurer costumes, and set off on the way to leave.
Sally pursed her lips and followed the team numbly.
"dead!"
The sword blade was carried down with the war spirit, and the ghoul rushed over was chopped into two pieces on the spot. The filthy black blood splashed on the cheek, but Angmar had no time to wipe it. Two steps forward, the hilt smashed a skull's chest, kicked the other side with one foot, and turned back and shouted at the soldier behind him: "Run up! Stop him no matter how much you pay!"
The duke led the soldiers to fight battles in the square, but Wembsk ignored him in the front, flesh and blood violently attacked the shield in front, trying to open the blocked exit forcibly-soldiers faced such a monster at all There are not many defensive abilities, and it is almost a life-delaying delay. Unless Wellington and Titus rejoin the battle group under the treatment of Akasha's Holy Light, I am afraid the opponent has already broken the line of defense!
Duke Angmar's strength has risen greatly after taking the potion, but this way of fighting overdrawn life has caused him to consume extremely fast physical energy. Just by killing seven or eight ghouls, he feels that the sword in his palm is abnormally heavy ...
"Can't ... can't just give up ..."
Struggling to calm his turbulent breathing, Angmar looked at the monster that was raging in the crowd. He wanted to rush forward to block it, but then his eyes were slightly fixed, and he locked on a wooden building not far away.
He took a deep breath, grasped the sword and rushed forward. With the help of the guards on both sides, Angmar quickly came to the wooden house, and after a sword split the door bolt, he pushed in and walked in.
There were two trembling civilians in the darkened room. Angmar wiped his cheeks and whispered, "Close the door, don't let anyone in, and don't go out."
After speaking, he climbed the stairs, rushed to the second floor, pushed the door to the balcony, and looked at the chaotic square--
The strong smell permeated the air, and the city square was completely reduced to a slaughterhouse at this time: the running ghouls were attacking the civilians who had not fled, and three scattered cavalry teams were attacking these undead creatures in turn.
The exits around were blocked by large shield soldiers. The area where Wembsk was located became the battle center of the entire square, and Angmar was at this time right above the opponent's course ...
The duke's face was as pale as paper at this time, because the use of "war spirit" to overdraw the body, the effect of the medicament has gradually begun to dissipate ... but he did not stop his movements, looked around, Angmar pushed away the mess Wooden racks and bottles, cleared a path.
"Boom!"
Not far away, the fist fluttering fist even smashed the stone wall, and Wellington and Titus couldn't get close because of his violent attack. After the swarms of infantry were swept out, Wembsk leaped suddenly, and immediately jumped over seven or eight soldiers. When the "咚" landed, they even broke the barricades that were just piled up by the soldiers in the rear ...
He reached out and picked up a large pile of wood, "crackled" and swept away all the soldiers in front of him, tearing the line of defense a huge gap, and then raised his arms and prepared to rush out of a blood path, but just after he ran In three steps, a figure jumped out of the building next to it-
The Duke of Angmar sprinted from the balcony on the second floor, holding a long sword and rushed to Wembsk from the side!
"puff!"
All the fighting spirit condensed on the blade of the sword, Angemar cut across the sword in his hands, and cut off his head in an instant when Wembsk had no time to dodge ...
"Slap."
The flesh and blood "head" fell to the ground, and then quickly became a pool of rotten meat because there was no maintenance of the power of the dead.
On the other side, the Duke of Angmar took a step forward and fell to the ground.
This fatal blow exhausted almost all his strength, the duke's hair quickly showed aging grayish white, and the muscles of his body atrophied ... The feeling of life passing was extremely painful. He breathed in his mouth, and then raised his head, Hold the sword firmly and look at the enemy in front.
But the flesh and blood flesh did not fall.
After losing her head, it took two steps back, then violently extended her hands to support the buildings on both sides, and after a few seconds of pause, a face belonging to Wembsk himself appeared in his chest-his gazing look He yelled at the humans in front of him: "Stop dying! You humble dregs!"
Wembsk raised his hands, and the ghouls and skeletons across the square began to flow in his direction, following him and rushing towards the exit.
Angmar, who could stand in front of them, stood up with his hands and sword.
"The times that belong to you are over, vulnerable humans ..."
Wembsk held his arm around Angmar's neck and lifted him easily.
Wellington, Titus and Akasha all saw this scene. They frantically wanted to come over to support, but were trapped more than 20 meters because of the ghouls around them. No matter how hard they tried, there was no way to move forward. .
The duke, who could be pinched by the enemy, showed no sign of weakness. He raised his hand and pierced the sword into the opponent's arm, then pulled out the dagger and threw it at Wembsk's cheek--
"Ah! Damn ..."
The most important thing is the "central core". The core of the "flesh and blood" is Wembsk himself. Originally, he was not protected by heavy blood and flesh. However, because he lost his head and had no five senses, he had to show his face to continue to manipulate puppet…
However, this became his only flaw.
The short dagger was inserted into his left eye. Wembsk roared painfully, released Angmar and pulled the dagger. But when he opened his eyes again, he saw the old man holding on. Body, flew straight towards myself-
Angmar's body was like a withered branch at this time, but the momentum of this leap was stronger than he was at the peak.
The last trace of fighting gas was injected into the mutant spar in his hand, and Angmar's arm stretched out, pressing it into Wembsk's mouth.
"Here is the city of Hollier ..." Angmar was re-grabbed by the opponent's palm, but he no longer struggled, and once again his old face showed a smile, "Where am I, where can I get you wild?"
The next second, the incandescent light devoured everything.
Thirty kilometers away, Sally on horseback was suddenly disturbed by the throbbing heart.
She blinked slowly, looking at the monotonous forest path in front of him and Bishop Carr in front, and then slowly lowered her head.
Roddy is destined to never find himself again, so what should I do next?
She can feel the strong thinking of Bishop Carl--if the other party oppresses herself with mental power ~ EbookFREE.me ~ under severe headache, I am afraid that there is no room for resistance, let alone escape in this forest ...
But where are they taking themselves?
"Sir, there seems to be something wrong with the road ahead."
"Take four people to check it out. Others, rest the whole team."
Carl looked around and found that the middle of the road was blocked by a few broken tree trunks. He waved and ordered, and then turned over and dismounted.
Gaze looked at Sally, and after confirming that she was still "obedient", Carl looked away and took a rest himself.
"Where is Crowe?"
"Sir, he said to go to the small solution and come back immediately."
"Oh."
The conversation between the two was still heard clearly more than ten meters away, but the heretic called "Crow" was cut open at this time and fell to the ground silently. ()