Northwest of Wharton, Kelmar City, in the dead of winter.It was the deepest midnight, the stars were hidden, the clouds covered the sky, and the bitter cold wind whimpered and swept away the little temperature left between heaven and earth.In normal times, it was also the time when the people of Kelmar fell into their deepest sleep, and the warmth of the bed melted the will of the most powerful warriors, and even the guards on the lookout would wrap themselves tightly in their robes and lean against the rock wall, confused.It's just that this night was not an ordinary night after all.In the darkness of the night, there are shadowy illusions moving forward, they are extremely fast, but they are incredibly light; They dodged the lights of the towers, traps and guards, and rushed forward like twisted shadows in the night.All sounds died away in the cold wind until they approached the walls.A few slight cracks of the air alarmed the guards on the high platform and the arrow tower, they were battle-hardened warriors after all, and they were instinctively alert when the threat of death was approaching.It's just that it's too late.Shadows struck, like sharp arrows piercing the darkness, hitting the guards with precision, and the sound of falling to the ground and howling one after another, in the silent night, also woke up the sleeping city.The cold wind finally couldn't hide the noise, and the whole city of Kelmar was awakened, and the lights were lit everywhere, the warriors were assembled everywhere, the shouts and roars were endless, and the alarm bells on the towers rang frantically.But the enemy in the darkness also achieved his goal, on the city wall, the chains were cut, the drawbridge slammed down with a creaking sound, and the tall city gate slowly opened, like a virgin who opened his arms and let others abuse him.At the same time, a majestic beast roar resounded through the sky, spreading for dozens of miles, followed by countless long-suppressed roars and roars, which came from the north, crossed the ancient ice fields and deserts, and went all the way south until here.The earth and the city trembled violently in the galloping of beasts.Countless violent monsters passed through the pontoon bridges and city walls, wantonly destroying everything they encountered, houses, stables, inns, streets, and human beings, gradually, the flames burned the city, the corpses piled up in the streets, and the blood merged into rivers This is the beast tide.This is the competition between Warcraft and intelligent beings for living space, and it is also the eternal theme of Wharton's war.The City Lord's Mansion, a remote corner.The screams and roars of the beast finally woke Amon from his slumber, and he sat up almost like an electric shock, and grasped the great sword resting under the bed with his backhand, and his movements were so skillful that it seemed to have been done a thousand times.It's just that when Sen Leng's sword blade was horizontal in front of him, Amon looked at the sharp blade in his hand, but he was confused."
Is this a real thing?
Open the sword?
Anyway, why do I have such a murder weapon?
”"The murder weapon?
Hmph, as a warrior of the Gumeng clan and the heir of Odoyak, isn't it glory to walk with a sword?
”"Gumon?
Odoyak?
What is this?
My name is clearly Mo Shuo, and I am a, hey, I seem to be unemployed?
”"No, my name is Amon Odoyak, the lord of Kelmar City, the eldest son of Hax Kelmar Odoak, uh, what is the heir in line?""
No, it's still not right, why do I think that way?
I'm sure yes, huh?!
”At this time, Amun's state was a little strange, his memory seemed to be the moon in the water, which seemed to be close in front of him, but it was hazy and not very real.Questions that used to be able to be answered in one bite now require a lot of energy to think and recall, and in his mind, the staggered memory fragments flickered, making him even more dizzy and faintly painful.Instinctively, Amon has an unspeakable crisis, like the horror of walking on the edge of a cliff, as if this state continues, he will slide into the unfathomable abyss.simply, reality gave him a slap in the face.Moo moo !!"
Boom!"
With a low roar, on one side of the bed, the rock-made wall suddenly shattered, and a huge black shadow swept down from the crumbling earth and rocks.It was also at this moment that Amon's instinct overcame reason, his brain had not yet made a judgment, and his body had quickly turned around, swinging his sword, and blocking.The big sword and the black shadow collided, like a tiny toothpick and a behemoth fighting each other, and there was no doubt that the heavy sword was bounced away by the unrivaled force, and even Amon was smashed away.In mid-air, Amon seemed to have regained the instinct of a warrior, he forcibly twisted his body, and when he landed, he half-crouched and knelt on the ground, leaned forward with his sword and pestle, and tried to unload his strength.However, the furious force still carried him through a deep furrow in the ground, and then slammed his back against a rough and cold wall before he stopped.In the smoke and dust, Amon coughed up a mouthful of blood, but he did not dare to raise his head without the slightest delay, and looked at the black shadow that attacked him, and under the light of the fire that was burning not far away, he finally saw his enemy clearly.No, that shouldn't be described as an enemy, but as a monster.It was a demonic beast with a body length of more than five meters and a black phosphorus armor covering its body, which looked like a cow, but its forelimbs were extremely developed, which seemed a little uncoordinated, and its thick neck even grew two cow heads.At this moment, one of its heads hung low, licking the flesh from its claws, its horns curved like blades cutting cracks in the ground as it moved, and the solid rock was as fragile as tofu.Its other head stared coldly at Amon.The firelight shone brightly, the cold wind blew fiercely, and the blood-colored beast pupils were like scarlet lights up in the darkness that was about to be clear, with unspeakable terror."
This is a two-headed Minotaur?"
Somehow, the information about the bull monster popped up in Amon's mind.The two-headed bull monster, also known as the two-headed Minotaur, is considered an apex predator even in the vast wilderness.Its two heads can be sprayed with flame and acid, respectively, and those it kills will take on an eerie charred black, like a burnt candle.Of course, burned candles are inedible, so when faced with weak objects, the bull monster likes to eat fresh flesh by tearing pieces with its claws, and it seems that the flesh infected by fear and death is more loved by them.However, it is also this habit of torture and killing that has created their extremely vicious reputation.Amon looked at the flesh on the bull monster's left paw that had been licked and devoured, and the sharp pain began to torment his nerves, he glanced down at his waist, where in a blur of flesh and blood, three claw marks could be faintly seen, and the bones could be seen deeply.Obviously, Amon is not a close match for the two-headed bull monster, he is just a lamb to the slaughter.In the moment when his thoughts were flying, the bull monster had already licked the flesh off its claws, and when its two bull heads stared at Amun in unison, it seemed to herald the beginning of a new round of attacks.