Dawn of the Grey Tower

The monster tracked by the earl certainly has the ability to pick up corpses, and this ability is not small. Anything can chew and swallow a complete human arm with bones in two or two, then its ability is not small, is it? The giant rat is powerful and tall; the sea monster is cunning, cruel and tactical. The creature in front of them is different from them. It is pure power, pure desire, undisguised violence and derived from it, so that all those who do not make a living feel trembling evil.

To say that there is something really similar to it in Lothar ’s life, I am afraid that there are only wolf walkers, who are transformed into giant wolves and completely abandon human thoughts. Interestingly, in the private contest between Lothar and the werewolf, he never took the upper hand. Wild creatures never mean ignorance, and the tricks between those people are difficult for them to work. If you want to defeat them, you can only spare your life and fight against it with total will and the strength of the whole body. Only in this way can people win in front of them.

"Hulu Lulu" growled, and came from the thick throat, which had just swallowed the residue of an adult's arm. The corpse-eating monster lands on all fours, and the middle of the slender body rises like a mountain, containing explosive power. Its pace was very slow, and every slight movement stepped on Lothar's heartbeat.

Sweat is secreted from the palm. Fear and excitement mixed together from the spine into every muscle and every bone. This feeling is very subtle. Although Lothar has faced many kinds of monsters, including even worms that can be used as a deadly existence of evil spirits, there are not many things that really make him feel this way. The reason is very simple. Ants will only brutally force ants in other ant colonies, and there will be no such thing as a heroic war in the face of animals that are much larger than it.

Lothar understands this stimulus, and its appearance means that the opponent has not shown a state beyond the range that the earl can challenge. But it also means that in the subsequent confrontation, as long as a little slack, the death is just an instant matter. So, very good. The earl clenched his hand holding the battle axe, and he hadn't met an opponent in such a state for a long time. The warrior's confrontation is like a deadly sport. Every time it is a nine-death life, but once you pass through the only door of life, you will inevitably begin to miss the tightness of tension before suffocation.

People are not swords. Swords do not need to be put into actual combat from time to time, as long as they are wiped and maintained. But if people don't put themselves in adversity to exercise themselves, that kind of rot will grow from the inside. When they are forced to despair, they will suddenly find that the things hidden in the sword sheath can no longer be called weapons. Although the long travel life can not be described as a tailwind, but along the way, there is no opponent who can make Losa feel tricky. Although he would practice swordsmanship with Batu and Atta whenever he had time, it was just to stay in shape.

Now, it is the time when the sword from the green lion really comes out. The faint lion roar from the battle axe made Lothar's mind clear, and his footsteps began to move slightly, with the aim of keeping the body between him and his opponent. In this way, the monster would not be able to pass the corpse and rush towards him so quickly, he might seize the opportunity to fight back effectively. As for the initiative to attack, it is not within the scope of the count when facing opponents who are unclear and extremely dangerous. This is not a battlefield, the battle here is not just bravery.

But who said that a seemingly brainless monster can't be brutal and cunning? The torch's light reflected a shadow, which was a crippled humanoid shadow. The monster actually used its food as a tool, threw it up and threw it towards Lothar! This is not a trick that is hard to think of, but the count did not expect that the monster was willing to let the food he got out of his side. Know that even if the ordinary beast has the ability, it will never be willing to take the food in his mouth as They are reluctant to use fighting tools.

But the corpse-bearing creatures are willing to let Lothar fall into a passive situation of dilemma. Or, the earl stood in place, or blocked or pushed, and knocked the flying body away. Or, he had to move, either backwards or to the sides, at least to avoid the trajectory of the corpse. Regardless of the choice between the two, the dominance of the battle will fall into the hands of the enemy, either sneak attack or assault. The Earl who has just dealt with the corpse will never be able to deal with his real opponent in the best possible state. And now Lothar is facing a more terrible problem, he has no time to analyze carefully.

This is how thinking happens. Sometimes, in a short period of time, you can figure out the complicated things like a star, and sometimes you will spend a lot of time because of a simple choice, but it is difficult to decide. Therefore, in the eyes of the war-torn people, it is important to keep calm and highly sensitive in the battle, but as long as the thought is a little messy, it must be cut off with a sharp knife to prevent this messy thought from being turned into reality. flaw. For this reason, even if you want to give up a little advantage or even spell injury, you will not hesitate.

The torch flew out from the left side of the body. Leave a bright track in the dark. Does this mean that Lothar chose to move in this direction to avoid? I am afraid most people would think so. After all, for humans, torches are the basis of action in this darkness. Even if you throw away your weapons, you should not throw away the light source in the dark.

"Hey!" The grass was hit by a sharp passing object, making a clear crackle, and the dark shadow with a fishy smell reached the position of the torch faster than the corpse, and drowned it in the big mouth of the blood basin before landing. . This flame does not hurt the toughest part of the corpse creature, the mouth. It can be said that it is strange that the torch has already been imported, and the hand holding the torch can not escape doom, then why is there no taste of sweet and delicious blood in the mouth except for the smell of wood and oilcloth? Could it be that the human wears too much clothes and does n’t feel it even after eating it?

"Boom." The dead body landed. From behind the corpse, a flash of silver flashed. When this silver light crossed the air, the wind sounded like a roar of a fierce beast.

"Aw!" It is said that creatures with tails always pay special attention to their tails, so the body will evolve a more dense pain system distributed on the tails ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ in order to warn them that they must protect their tails. So when the tail was cut, even a monster that couldn't make a sharp noise, it spit out a much larger howl than usual. After howling, it was natural to check and revenge. The monster immediately turned his slender body, trying to see the position of the person who hurt his tail. He was greeted with a punch in his nose!

The fist is naturally Losa's. The Count ’s tactics were very clear. When the body came near, he dropped the torch decisively, held the axe handle with both hands, and then pressed the axe body against the flying body. Then he crossed the corpse and hit the tip of the tail with a single blow before the monster had responded. The damage of the slash tip is naturally not as close to the body part as the slash, but this is also the intention of Losa. The axe is not a sword, and it is more conducive to hacking and easier to get stuck in the wound, so he deliberately caused less damage, in exchange for the opportunity to fly a punch on the opponent's face while pulling out the battle axe .

There is no hesitation in this set of actions. If it is not in your mind, I am afraid that no one believes. But this was just Lothar's natural reaction in anxiety. It wasn't until his fist warmly touched his brain that he began to think rationally again. This is what the Earl of Montenegro has trained in thousands of battles. His weapons are not only tomahawks, but also a body carved into the battle.

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