Chapter 39 The Truth Through the Nightmare's Eyes
Feige was awake in his human form after the nightmares' continuous mental shocks, much to the surprise of the demon in his steed form. It hissed, its hooves raked the ground twice, and flew into the air with the flames, heading straight for the window of the tower where Fitch was.
Feige quickly lowered Old Man Kiplin to the ground, and with a flick of his wrist summoned the Soul Reaper Dagger. He was desperately prepared, even if he wasn't ready for battle, even if he didn't have armor, a bow or a backup, not even a bear trap, he would have to fight to the death against the strong nightmare to protect his friends and fortress.
The Nightmare stomped into the air, its flaming hooves swaying orange sparks in the air. It got closer and closer, increasing in speed, and kept charging all the time.
Don't panic – Feige cheers himself up – it's not impossible to win. Aside from howling to generate psychic attacks, Nightmares don't seem to have ranged abilities. Therefore, when it rushes over, remember to overcome the instinctive reaction of the body, and not put your limited physical strength on dodging, but to attack it all. You may be killed or bitten to death by the other party, but as long as you can stab it with the Soul Harvest Dagger, preferably in the position of the Nightmare Soul, then you have a chance to win this battle.
It can be resurrected anyway!Fitch kept cheering himself up, then clenched his dagger and stared at the nightmare. He had no thought of running away, and the thought of abandoning Old Man Kiplin and Instructor Kailie had never appeared. He was only worried that he didn't perform well enough to take the opportunity to save the fortress. His greatest fear was not death, but defeat.
The Goddess of Truth Thunder also seemed to feel his determination to fight, and reached out at this time. The Goddess's Ice Peak Fortress detects the rapid approach of the flying creature, and the magic rune responds immediately. In Feige's Soul Eagle Eye, he saw the runes on the city wall shoot out dozens of energy lassoes, wrapping exactly around Nightmare's neck and hooves, and then pulling them down with force. The nightmare struggled, as if stuck in a swamp. Brute force can't defy the rules, so it can only keep descending and quickly stop in the square of the Ice Peak Fortress.
Nightmares can't fly, which gives Feige a sigh of relief. According to his observations, Nightmare did not seem to have any other means of long-range attack other than howling mental attacks, so he had to use hand-to-hand combat to approach his opponent. In hand-to-hand combat, mobility has always been a very important attribute. If the Nightmare can fly, then it can choose the balcony to enter and attack Feige from all angles, up, down, left, right, and now, it can't fly, so it has to go up the stairs and fight Feige in the narrow staircase.
When the narrow road meets, the brave wins, this sentence is not wrong at all. But only in the narrow road, the brave who dare to fight hard can play the biggest threat.
The Nightmare that landed in the courtyard gave up on flying, and the forbidden magic runes withdrew their energy lassoes. Alas, it would be nice to know how to manipulate these runes, and if there were attack runes in them, wouldn't there be a greater hope of victory in today's crisis?
It's a pity that he has been in the Ice Peak Fortress for too short a time, and he needs to do too many things, and he hasn't had time to touch these things, so he can't think about these things now. All Feige could now rely on was the weapons in his hand and the tactics of swapping lives, and nothing else.
He waited for the nightmare to come to the tower. But Nightmare stopped in the yard and looked up at Feige, shaking his head vigorously, but he didn't come up. What's going on? Just now, he looked like he was flying from the sky and charging and fighting, but now he looks like he is in a daze?
"This is the fortress of the goddess of truth and thunder, a temple of priesthood, and today's desecration will be punished!" Feige tried to shout to the nightmare, and there was always interaction to judge the other party's intentions. Moreover, in the end, it still has to be implemented in the end, so you can't be embarrassed by stage fright. He straightened one arm, slowly hooked his index finger, and shouted, "Come here!"
The nightmare erupted a flame from its nostrils, and took a few steps forward, slower and slower, before finally stopping. It turned sideways, paced in full circle, and then looked at Feige slyly with a pair of eyes shrouded in firelight.
Stalemate, nasty stalemate. Fei Qi would rather fight hard and have a good time than a stalemate. Does Nightmare know how to go and then lose and exhaust? No, that's impossible! Feige felt that he couldn't let Nightmare's strange behavior affect his will to fight. Since the enemy is not moving, then hurry up and take this time to see the state of Old Man Kiplin and Kailey.
Both of them had bloody faces, and their breathing and heartbeats were very weak and slow, but if they did, it meant that they were both alive. The spirits of the two people were obviously violently impacted, and they couldn't wake up at all, and they were still frowning in the coma, and their painful expressions were very obvious. Feige hadn't seen any of the characters trapped in the horrific dreams, and could only guess that they were supposed to be in a similar state. He tried to pinch the man, and the terrible pain did not bring them back to life, but made them more painful.
"It's on your own. Feige clenched his dagger. "Since you can't come, then I'll go over! Only by solving your trouble first, can I concentrate on taking care of the sick number. ”
Staying and waiting for the two to wake up seemed like an option, but Feige didn't have a choice. He wasn't sure about the exact effect of the Nightmare Psychic Shock, so he didn't dare to wait. Since the creature is called a nightmare, is it more powerful in the dream? If it drags on for a long time, maybe the situation will get worse and worse rather than better. Even if two people can wake up after taking a step back, what if the nightmare screams again? Two people fall down and faint again? What is the point of such a stalemate!
The situation waited for no one, and he didn't even have time to drag Old Man Kipling and Instructor Kailie to the meditation room, so he could only hurriedly move them to the safe passage area that the geists would not choose, touch Kailie's crossbow with his hand, and then hurry downstairs. At this time, the nightmare black figure had already arrived at the door, and it was testing the fortress castle with the smoke and flames from its snort.
The walls that usually look ordinary are very dilapidated due to damage and overgrown weeds, but there is still a great power hidden in the mottled antiquity. The divine runes of the Goddess of Truth Thunder appeared one after another after feeling the provocation of the evil creatures, displaying their inviolable majesty with the power of thunder they contained. The Nightmare only dared to breathe some black smoke in front of these runes, and it had accidentally missed some sparks before, which immediately caused an arc of electricity.
The current didn't hurt when it hit him, and Nightmare knew it was just a warning. The Goddess's thunder magic is so powerful that her priests are all skilled at using lightning, and countless demons – including many more powerful than Nightmares – have proven this with their own lives.
The nightmare had been pulled down by the Fortress's Forbidden Circle, and it had reason to suspect that the Fortress had hidden guards, and was preparing to take on it. Through the temptation of fireworks, it guessed that the magic on the outer wall of the fortress was most likely only a reaction array, reacting to evil, otherworldly, and elemental powers, but not purely physical powers. If the guess is correct, it's ready to walk in and bite the remaining one to death with its teeth.
The method of temptation is simple, kick with your hooves and not be counterattacked. At that moment, Feige came into its field of vision, holding a crossbow in his hand.
Without hesitation, Feige pulled the trigger, and the crossbow let out a rapid "boom", and the bolt headed towards the nightmare. The nightmare opened its mouth, and a hot flame burst out, hitting the crossbow on the side. The metal bolt turned a corner, spun out of the way, and melted a little when it fell to the ground, not even making a crisp crashing sound.
The preheat of the flames hit the city wall, triggering a rune reaction. In an instant, three bolts of lightning counterattacked, heading straight for the location where the Nightmare "just now" was. The moment the nightmare reflexively spat out the flames, he thought of a possible counterattack and immediately began to dodge. Although the lightning was fast, it still had to be flicked through and hit the wall before it could fight back, so Nightmare avoided most of it. Three bolts of lightning grazed the nightmare's body, leaving blackened burns on the skin, but no deeper wounds.
Feige used this time to quickly get on the second crossbow bolt, pull it into the trap hard, and then continue to aim at the nightmare, firing without hesitation! The crossbow bolt flew over like a white streamer at lightning speed.
The crossbows of the Eagle School are specially made to deal with monsters, and when used in conjunction with the meditation techniques of the Eagle School, the power is far stronger than the crossbows of the human civil war. Nightmare knew it couldn't dodge it at the first glance, so she shook her head hard, and this time the flames spewed out in a volley of circles in the air, like a shield. The crossbow bolt was disturbed as it passed through the fire shield, and the tip shook for a while. As a result, it was struck by the Nightmare's power, and it only pierced halfway through it, without even piercing the skin.
Nightmare pulls the bolt out with its mouth, then bites it and spits it on the ground.
Feige played again, and Nightmare suddenly snorted and cursed "Idiot!" in the purgatory language used by the devil in hell!"
"Who is the stinky horse talking about?" Feige immediately scolded back in purgatory, more standard than Nightmare's pronunciation, and more powerful. "See if I don't crucify you in the devil's heap!"
Dying in the Devil's Pile is a very tragic and shameful way to die. The Devil is the weakest of the Devil's Class, and its image is not fixed, but it is roughly a mass of muddy flesh that twists, wriggles, ugly, barely able to separate hands and feet, only a few fragments of memory remain in the mind, and the devil's instinct to evolve upwards. In order to evolve, it wants everything, does everything, is greedy but weak, and is very stupid, even so stupid that it turns useless internal organs out of its body in order to be greedy for something, thinking that this is "eating". In fact, it has no ability to eat and digest, and it is the rules of hell that allow them to absorb some energy from the outside world.
Like the corpse of another devil, or a living body that can't resist.
No devil is willing to turn his hard-earned power into food for inferior demons, and that is a thousand times greater than becoming an angel. This kind of thing is basically only said by the devils of hell, and it is impossible for reckless summoners to know such detailed knowledge. So, Nightmare froze for a moment, took two steps back, lowered his head, and began to carefully examine his opponent with two eyes.
Feige's eyes rolled and an idea came to mind. He ignored the eagle emblem that shook more and more violently in his chest, and secretly used the power of the devil.
Before he could systematically learn meditation techniques, his eyes turned red, no different from the devil. He concentrated, repeating in his mind the thought of 'whether to sign a contract'.
As a result, Nightmare faintly saw a pair of spiraling horns appear above Feige's head. The sharp corners are imaginary, just a kind of visual display. And among the devils, only the horn of the contract demon is that image.
It thought it had seen the truth, and it was shocked by it.