Chapter 120 (1/1)
In the Cemetery outside the city before dawn, with a loud and clear wolf howl, the battle horn was sounded.
The big wolf with gray hair slammed into the side of the cemetery. Although it was a stormy attack, it was clear that Lois would not be impulsive to attack the main entrance of the cemetery directly. Although such a detour may not be able to avoid much damage in terms of the size of the cemetery, it is necessary to be cautious and careful in the face of unknown enemies. In contrast, on the other side of the position facing the wolf witch attack, the black alien of Shande's Avatar is also attacking the brick wall on that side.
”What are they doing? Why attack brick walls? We can go straight in. ” Elsa asked cheese. As the landlady said, the height of the brick wall can't hinder the cheese makers. In her opinion, if they want to attack, they can ignore the brick wall and directly cross over to attack. Even if the wall is blocked behind, it will be more difficult for those twisted knights to contain people.
”No, the cemetery is full of Dharma arrays that they set up in advance It's like some kind of magic trap, and as soon as we rush in, it's triggered. Sandra's current behavior can destroy the traps in the outermost layer, which must be connected to the wall, so that they can know for the first time whether anyone has inadvertently entered the cemetery. And once we destroy the wall, those arrays will lose their effect. ” The mage explained. As always, the only useful information that the landlady finally got from the cheese mouth was that there were a lot of traps in the cemetery and that destroying the walls could destroy the outer traps.
”But it has little effect, and they know it.” Said the crow, squinting. Since Lois and they can think of destroying the wall at the first time, there is no reason why the other side will not be unprepared when setting up the array. If they want to destroy the external defense here only by brute force, I'm afraid the strength needed will not be much easier than breaking through the gate of a military fortress.
Sure enough, although the wolf and the transformed black blood vampire have extraordinary power, it is obvious that this power is not enough to destroy each other's defense engraved on the brick wall. Although the broken wall looks like it only needs one foot to break, the fact is that no matter how powerful the force is, it can not leave a gap in these bricks. When they tried to destroy each other's external defense, the enemies in the cemetery would not look at it. Those in the sacrificial robes began to form a small circle of two or three people to chant dangerous prayers. The peculiar terror of evil gods gradually diffused with the twisted patterns drawn by their feet with dried blood. Although the twisted Knights did not intend to leave the cemetery to fight with cheese, some knights had long-range weapons such as bows and arrows on their backs. It was not too early for the knights who had no arrow pot, of course, they did not have arrows. They used bone spurs pulled from their bodies.
”Protect us, let's interrupt those guys casting!” Speaking to the landlady and the three of them, cheese's eyes began to shine. He put a sword in front of him, listened to the sacrificial words in the chaotic environment, and then countered them at the key points. The mantra crow beside the master did the same thing as cheese, but maybe it was because his breath was too strange, or maybe it was because he was not familiar with it. Although Mona and his wife blocked the cheese and shot at his bone spurs, none of the three helped him.
Fortunately, the skill of this cheese fellow seems to be better than the mage. He skilfully avoids some bone spurs. After all, the accuracy of this kind of throwing object without feathers is not high. And some of the bone spurs that could not be avoided were also deviated from the track by the strong wind blowing from his robe. But it was enough to make him unable to cast the spell at ease.
”Cheese, let your men help me!” He grabs a bone spur in his hand and throws it aside. The curse crow calls.
”Jack, go and help him.” After finishing the casting in his hand, the cheese yells to Jack in the gap. At this time, the ”monkey” has once again become the appearance of the first time, with black hair on his body, and his muscles more than doubled. Even his face, at this time, has become three points like a man and seven points like a wolf. Lois has explained that Jack's time to accept wolf blood is too short for him to master the brand-new power, which means that Jack can't switch between human and big wave like Louise, and Jack has no time to train for other abilities of wolf walker. He is like a baby lying in an ammunition depot However, I have a terrible weapon on hand, but I don't know how to use it. If I try rashly, I will probably hurt myself.
Jack can't speak in this way, but apparently he heard the cheese. After nodding his head to the mage, the new wolf Walker jumped in front of the curse crow. The bone spines that made a terrible sound in front of him were like the paper ball thrown by a child, without any threat.
”Three o'clock on the left, they are calling for the son of God!” The casting of a large number of cult gods is not easy to interrupt, especially if they will soon come back again after the first interruption of cheese. Obviously, after the most powerful sacrifice of their own group died in the hands of the mage last night, these evil gods did not dare to launch large-scale magic like inviting gods, which might give cheese a chance to attack themselves by inducing casting spells. So naturally, they all choose some spells that don't have strong side effects even if they are interrupted.As a result, the mage did not have enough energy to suppress an entire cult when the curse crow was tired of dealing with twisted Knights' spines. Although he had given priority to interrupting powerful spells, those low-power spells that were occasionally released by chance could not do harm to wolf sorcerers or vampires. However, as the battle unfolded, not only did the cheese understand his opponent, but also the priests also understood the mage's casting speed and energy limit. When more than four groups of them chanted some similar prayers at the same time, even in a short time, the cheese could not tell for whom those chants blasphemed all the beautiful things in the world.
When cheese found that a group of sacrificial rites were about to complete the ceremony of summoning the descendants of evil gods, all he could do was to tell the crow the location and content of the spell. However, the mage believed that with these two points, his fellow disciple could handle it. Sure enough, with the blue gem ring on the thumb of the left hand of the mantra crow, it radiates a calming light. The curse crow looks at those sacrifices mentioned by cheese at a very fast speed that ordinary people can't hear clearly.
There was a pool of rotten mud in the middle of the four sacrificial rites. A twisted limb similar to a hand was struggling hard from the mud with their hymn. However, the spell crow's finger changed the situation of casting. The originally expanding scope of mud began to shrink, and the limb that was not urgent and slow from the mud began to vibrate wildly Come on, the limb was eager to catch something to prevent it from being sent back together with the disappearance of the mud. It seized the foot of the sacrifice nearest to it. However, the calling ceremony has been interrupted, and the world will not allow the twisted existence to remain here. The poor sacrifice, with a palpitating scream, is dragged into the mud by the strange limbs he believes in, leaving only a few bubbles as proof of his existence.