One female and one male two shadows stood on top of the boulder, looking down at the yelling, unconscious human beings.

The male shadow stood upright and raised his head. The red flesh sac on his chest was rapidly inflated and enlarged from the original shriveled state, and finally turned into a huge sphere.

Sitting on the mound, Alfonso put the big sword to his side, took a deep breath, and said to Randall next to him: "Cover your ears with your hands."

"Cover...ears?"

As soon as the voice fell, a sharp, piercing noise, like thousands of pieces of glass being split by a saw blade, spread from the top of the mountain as the center of the circle to the entire hill.

Throughout the whole army, except for the tough and tough species of Orcs, Werewolves and Tauren, most of the soldiers were caught off guard and were directly stunned by the screams of the shadows.

The sound was so unbearable that Randall even thought for a moment that his soul had left his body.

Randall, who could no longer support his body, fell heavily to the ground.

With the bells ringing in his head, all the scenery in front of him slowly blurred.

The bitter cold wind blew across the bare hills, and the withered old tree, like a twisted and deformed corpse, drilled out of the ground.

Randall was walking on the muddy path, and the trees in front of him were like sharp iron needles piercing his heart, making him tremble.

An old tree with a crooked neck obscured the night, and a pair of women's bare feet swayed in the wind.

Randall knelt down in front of the old tree, looking at the inhuman corpse gnawed by maggots, his fingers plunged deep into the mud, his face like ashes.

Randall dropped his shoulders weakly and muttered, "I thought I had gotten rid of all this..."

"Human...original sin..."

Hearing the vague sound coming from the air, Randall raised his head and asked loudly, "Who are you?!"

"Guilty...self-blame...regret...delicious."

"Tell me! Who are you?!"

The strange sound disappeared completely, as if it had never existed.

The next second, Randall felt someone slapping his face.

He opened his eyes vigorously, and the scenery before him changed back to the appearance of a distant ember hill.

Aldenan patted Randall's face with his furry paws, and found that the latter slowly woke up, took a long breath, and said, "Seeing you haven't been awake for a long time, we are still worried about what happened. "

Randall shook his dizzy head, looked at the team members gathered around him, and asked suspiciously: "How long have I been in a coma?"

The tauren Bulville replied: "About ten minutes."

Barbara held Randall's face with both hands, and asked concerned: "Is it all right? Your body is so cold, there is no blood on your face."

"I'm okay."

Randall struggled to get up from the ground, and asked everyone, "When will we attack?"

Kellogg threw the dagger in his hand, spit out the letter, and said, "The battle is over."

"What did you say?!"

Looking at Randall with a surprised look, Aldenan gesticulated with his paws, and said excitedly: "It's a shame you didn't see it just now! After the two strange beasts on the top of the mountain howled, the whole The enemy's line of defense completely collapsed, and the enemy's heads were like ripe watermelons, all bursting open. The blood was like boiling boiling water, sprayed out of the blood vessels, up to an altitude of seven or eight meters. "

Randall frowned, pushed aside the person in front of him, and looked towards the far top of the mountain.

To his surprise, the earth and rocks on the top of the mountain can no longer see the original appearance. The crimson thing completely covered the top of the entire hill, and it looked like it had been brushed by red paint.

With an uneasy mood, Randall walked slowly towards the top of the mountain.

The Valkyries hovered in the sky, looking for any escaped fish; the Crusaders were counting the enemy’s corpses and equipment; the keel knights and beast control agents were transporting and treating the beasts that were casualties in the battle.

Stepping on the dark red mud, Randall resisted the sticky feeling of mud under his feet, and went straight to find Alfonso who was instructing to clean up the battlefield.

"grown ups."

Hearing the voice behind him, Alfonso turned around and nodded to Randall: "The finishing work here will be completed soon. You will return to the camp with me later."

Randall just wanted to say something, the sight from a short distance made him alert.

He looked back and saw that the male shadow was lying on the high rock, looking like he was dozing, but his open dark eyes stared at Randall motionlessly.

Randleton had an illusion, the pure black eyes were like a bottomless black hole, slowly dragging him into the abyss.

Forcing himself to look away, Randall found that in the back, the female shadow had a relatively complete body in her mouth, swiftly shuttled between the rocks and returned to the male shadow.

Placing the corpse next to her companion, the female Youying raised her paw and motioned for the other party to move first.

The male You Ying squinted his eyes and shook his head, facing Randall, his jaw-like mouth moved slightly, as if he was saying something.

The female turned her face to Randall and looked at the latter up and down.

After a while, as if she had lost interest in the face of boring things, the female shadow lowered her head and bit the head of the corpse with the jaws of insects, and began to eat the brains in her skull.

Hearing the chilling sound, Randall closed his eyes and turned his head, forcing himself to calm down.

"Impossible...they are just beasts, I must be overwhelmed..."

While talking to himself, Randall walked to Alfonso's side, hesitated for a moment and asked, "Can I ask something?"

Alfonso put away his great sword, turned and walked down the mountain: "Say while walking."

Randall followed in Alfonso's footsteps, and then asked: "The two ghost terrine claws, what are they from?"

Alfonso slowed down, with a bit of uncertainty in his words: "The shadow is a beast brought out by your majesty from the eyes of **** in the ancient city."

"According to your Majesty, unlike war beasts such as giant wolves and monsters, the place where the shadow lives is at a depth of one kilometer underground, close to the bottom of the Eye of Hell. It can be said to be the oldest and the oldest there. One of the mysterious creatures."

"Your Majesty once mentioned inadvertently that in the deepest part of the Eye of Hell, there are thousands of beasts of different forms but powerful. Some beasts can even compete with an army. However, these beasts have temperaments. Being tyrannical and solitary, it is difficult to integrate into life on the ground."

Randall heard this and asked strangely: "What's the matter with the shadows? How did they agree to come to the ground?"

"Part of this is due to your majesty's power, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, and part of it is because the war beasts of the ghost Terrorclaw race are willing to communicate with other intelligent species."

"Communication? What do you mean?"

Alfonso was silent for a while, and then said, "His Majesty did not explain this very clearly."

Randall hesitated for a moment, and then asked: "Have your majesty ever mentioned that the shadow can peep into the human heart?"

Alfonso stopped, turned his head to look at Randall, and said in a deep voice, "Never mentioned it."

"You Ying likes to swallow the brain, spine and other nerve centers. It is often said that this type of war beast can read the mind, but in fact, there is no evidence to prove this rumor." Alfonso stared into Randall's eyes: "You Did you see any vision?"

Randall opened his mouth and made no sound.

He thought again and again, and finally shook his head.