CHAPTER XII
The mysterious man's gaze was also affected by Raven's shout, and he swept towards the battlefield between the orcs and Sheld, but before he could see the battle clearly, he was shocked by the feeling of a foreign object bursting into his heart. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info It was a handleless dagger, with a narrow, straight blade with a strange statue embedded at the end - a mermaid nailed to a stake by seven spikes, but still maintaining a charming smile - a faint streamer attached to the dagger, indicating its extraordinary qualities in keeping with its appearance.
"You're cheating!" the man roared and drew his dagger. Both Raven and Sheldt could clearly see that the barbs of the dagger blade were tearing through the fabric on the man's chest, outlining the ruddy flesh without a trace of blood. The minotaur seemed to respond to the mysterious man's fury, his hollow eye sockets burning with blue-blue flames. He ran with his shield in his hand, and ran all the way to the wall with his shield on it, and the shield pierced the sailor's body, mercilessly taking the sailor's life. Another sailor was struck in the head by a flail during the Minotaur's ram, and his unprotected head was instantly crumbled to mud. Immediately afterward, the Minotaur turned and rushed towards Raven, who had not yet recovered from his fear. The orcs also became more tyrannical under the man's rage, slashing and slashing rapidly, and the debris rained down on Shellt's body.
"Die, dog mongrel!" Raven rushed desperately at the mysterious man, knowing that no matter whether the man was a human or a ghost, there was no way back now, and the only way to get back was to break the cauldron and sink the boat to get back to life. In the interval of breaths, Raven's scimitar slashed at the mysterious man's neck, but the latter smirked, with no intention of dodging.
"It's a pity that the time has come. The man said in a cold tone, opening his arms again. A turquoise flame ignited from beneath his feet, quickly engulfing his body. At the same time, the light of the fire spread outward along the pattern of the magic circle, until it ignited the eight stone pillars that supported the vault. The minotaurs and orcs retreated into the dark corners one after another, and powerful energy rose from the magic array, enveloping Raven and Xelter's bodies and flying into the air. Suddenly, a strong flash of light caused Raven and Sheldt to subconsciously cover their eyes, and in an instant, everything fell silent.
Shelt slammed to the ground with a muffled thud. He struggled to stay awake, and saw the silvery-white specks float around him like broken starlight, dissipating. The mysterious man was gone, his orc and minotaur men were gone, Raven was gone, and even the magic array on the ground was gone. "Damn. Shieldt cursed under his breath, loosening his nerves and falling asleep on the cold stone floor.