The full moon hangs high in the sky.
The northwest of the grave mound grassland.
The clear moonlight casts a dilapidated palace entrenched in the shadows.
Collapsed beams, broken columns, weeds, ancient oaks and blooming flowers cover the space above the ground, creating a spectacular ruin full of greenery.
In front of the ruins, buried in the thick shadows, a crypt was exposed behind a sloping stone ladder. When the night wind blew, there was a faint echo, like a beast that grinds its teeth and sucks blood in the dark.
"Guys, do you hear that? What the hell is that noise? It's a grave mound and a cemetery right now—"
Not far from the chamomile bushes on the hillside, a thin soldier in full armor with a torch muttered in fear.
The burly man next to him gave him a slap on the back of the head.
"Be quiet, idiot, don't frighten yourself! It's either a stray cat or a mouse as I say!"
The leader Lambert rubbed his face helplessly, listening to the shouting behind him.
He really did not expect to find an ancient elf tomb by pointing his finger in the direction before.
Blind cat meets dead mouse!
Hope that hapless Gaitan isn't in there!
"You, and you, organize your weapons and equipment, bring anti-magic bombs, lead the brothers of the four squads, and prepare to go!"
The long sword in the hand of the Lorraine knight continued to tap, and he couldn't wait to give orders to the soldiers who were surrounded by him.
"Leave twenty people outside the tomb to prevent the assassins from escaping!"
"Don't rush in!"
Lambert shouted loudly, Amber's vertical pupils swept away everyone present, his tone was solemn, his cheeks were like poker,
"Lord Lorraine, brothers, according to my own experience, this kind of tomb that has existed for hundreds of years is full of traps, and the building structure is extremely unstable, so many people swarming in may cause the ceiling and the ground to collapse, causing Human casualties! In addition, there must be demon spirits in the ancient tombs of elves. Look at this scale! Have you ever seen a demon spirit? That thing is invulnerable, its claws are like steel cones, and it can also make a howl that makes people's eardrums rupture and concussions of the brain. !"
"If you get caught, even if you are lucky enough to survive, the rest of your life will be doomed. You will have to stay in bed for food and drink, with crooked eyes and drooling eyes. Like a paralyzed imbecile, you will be disgusted and disgusted by your parents, wife and children. I believe Me, that's called life rather than death!"
The soldiers were frightened by Lambert, and suddenly became uneasy, and some of their eyes flickered and they retreated. They were originally from Soden who suffered a war not long ago. They knew that their lives were at stake, and this time they only wanted to pretend to chase after the assassins.
Upon seeing this, Lambert deeply felt that the usual nonsense exchanges with Master Dan were not in vain.
"Only the witcher's silver sword and the sorcerer's magic are its nemesis! To be on the safe side, everyone stay outside, and I and Triss advisors go in and find out!"
"Your Majesty gave a death order before this operation. You must capture the most wicked wanted criminal. Otherwise, what will be the face of Temeria? Brothers are ready to die for the country!" Holding the sword, his heroic face was as firm as marble, he ignored the pale faces of his subordinates, and said with his head held high,
"What's more, assassins are more cunning than foxes, and more dangerous than vipers. We need more people to take care of each other! Let's come up with a compromise strategy, me, two, and twenty guys—"
"There's something jumping around behind the pillar!" a soldier in a tin helmet suddenly shouted, "Ghost! It's a ghost!"
swoosh—
A group of people hurriedly pulled out the dazzling blades, widened their eyes, and turned around nervously, like spinning tops out of control.
"Are you holding a sword or a cactus, why are you shaking? With so many brothers around, why are there so many ghosts!"
The knight scolded the thin bamboo pole beside him, and the conversation changed.
"Go on, where is it?"
"Over there, it flew behind that triangular stone!"
"What does it look like and how many are there?"
Lambert asked.
"I only see a pair of glowing eyes!"
Glowing eyes
The witcher's heart sank, and they exchanged glances with Triss. The two thought that if it was Gaitan, they would use a spell to blind everyone and take that guy away quietly!
"Come on, catch that bastard!"
The knight's long sword pointed, Lambert's left hand quickly outlined the seal of Quinn, and the golden light flashed.
Everyone cautiously walked towards the ruins, but in the middle of the road, there was a faint creaking noise in the night, a black shadow jumped out from behind the stone, rushed towards everyone fiercely, and was pierced by the quick-eyed Lambert's sword , stuck on the tip of the sword like a grilled fish.
When the moonlight shines, the head is covered with soft black fur, with membranous wings, a round head the size of a fist, and two big ears, and the naive creatures come into view.
The soldiers breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at each other.
"Look, you coward!" Lorraine said angrily and hilariously, "Take bats as monsters, and make the brothers false alarm! You will be punished to go back to clean the toilet for a month!"
"Something's wrong."
Lambert looked at the prey on the sword with awe - pupils were red as blood, chisel-like incisors and razor-like upper canines were exposed beyond the flipped lips, glittering coldly. Even if it was pierced by the silver sword, it was still struggling, and its vitality was terrifyingly tenacious.
He had never seen such a bat.
squeak —
Without warning, the wolf pie pendant between the witcher's neck suddenly vibrated and vibrated, and the overwhelming screams and the sound of flapping wings broke out at the same time!
"Everyone be careful!"
Lambert only had time to shout, and countless red-eyed bats threw out from the ruins, covering their heads and covering their faces.
Like a billowing dark cloud with scarlet lightning.
In an instant, five soldiers who were caught off guard were thrown into a rolling gourd.
One of the unlucky ghosts was stabbed into his mouth by a bat, and he couldn't even make a wailing sound.
Swah—
Lambert swung a silver light from the sword in his hand to his chest, and his three heads were split in half by a sword, and he fell to the ground and fluttered a few times, and fell in a pool of blood without moving.
He also slammed his five fingers out to the left and pushed out the light blue seal, shooting down a bat that bit Triss's magic shield.
The soldiers didn't have the skills of a witcher, they could only dance wildly with the torch in their left hand and the steel sword in the right hand, but they were not enough to look at in front of the menacing bat swarm.
Several soldiers couldn't resist, their necks and cheeks, which lacked armor protection, were bitten by poisonous fangs, and blood swayed twice, their faces turned blue strangely, and their energy flowed from their bodies strangely, and the hand holding the sword became weak and weak. .
Boom!
The sorceress under the protection of the witcher finally finished reciting the incantation, and her waving hands shot out red flames. In the sound of sizzling, hundreds of burning corpses fell like raindrops.
After being hit hard by this, the bat group screamed and flew away from the heads of everyone temporarily. After flying into the jagged rocks and tall old trees in the ruins, they lingered.
But the bloodthirsty scarlet eyes were still twinkling in the dark, ready to make a comeback.
"What the hell is this! All are there, bring the wounded, shrink the phalanx, and retreat to the tomb!"
The Lorraine knight wiped the blood on his face in embarrassment, shouted hoarsely, and walked towards the stone stairs.
"This is not an ordinary bat, this is a magical creature! There are powerful things warning us, and there is a high probability that it is the 'original inhabitant' in the tomb! Besides, the brothers are in urgent need of medical treatment for poisoning injuries. I suggest to evacuate this ruins immediately!" Lamber Te suggested the opposite,
"So we've come to the right place, they might be fellow assassins!"
"Brothers, the soldiers of Temeria are not cowards and must not just leave in such a dismal manner! Come with me!"
Lorraine roared fiercely, but just after he finished speaking, he was surprised to find that a majestic mist suddenly appeared around him.
This fog spreads at an alarming speed like a living creature. In one breath, it completely shrouded the surrounding environment. As far as Lorraine could see, it was full of black fog, and fire light could not penetrate it.
The whereabouts of the companions who are close at hand are unknown.
"Clauzer, Ralph... Master Lambert, can you hear me... Answer me!"
Lorraine clenched the steel sword and shouted loudly, but there was no response.
He rushed to the left in shock and anger, but he ran for five minutes without even seeing a ghost, let alone his companions.
Only the lingering thick fog turned into a pair of cold ghost hands, stroking, oppressing, and consuming his will.
"Come out!" Bai Qiangwei's knight gave up his futile running, glanced around quickly, and squeezed out a few words from his teeth, "A coward who plays ridiculous juggling, I know you are hiding inside! Hurry up, or I will be in Poke a transparent hole in you!"
"Are you calling me?"
A female voice came from the fog behind him, full of magnetism, with a hint of sexy nasal sound, and it seemed to contain magic, making people feel inexplicably hot, and a strong anticipation arose like a cat scratching in their hearts, eager to see her face clearly.
Lorraine turned his stiff body involuntarily, and then his breathing stagnated.
A beautiful woman with white skin like snow, red hair like fire, and graceful beauty came into view. She was smiling at him and twitching her arms.
In the thick fog and the dark night, servants bowed down at her feet as meekly.
She is like a queen who rules the night.
The soft blood-like lips, the brown eyes on the pretty face... It was like a black hole that kept spinning, sucking away all the resistance and will of the knight, and he walked over obsessively.
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In the darkness of the tomb, a secret conversation sounded.
"I found out... that group of people are the pursuers of Foltest's men, that is, the trouble left by this newcomer."
"The transformation is about to be completed, you must not be disturbed in any way, just scare and frighten, wash away your memory and drive away."
"But witchers and sorceresses are a little tricky, Queen of the Night, send your sisters for a good treat. If they're stubborn, then... deal with them."
"As you wish, Dyloff."
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