Tangul glared at the stone in front of him. He was dizzy. He felt hot. The power of the war stone flows through his veins like medicine. This made him dizzy, but at the same time it was amazing. At this moment, he was sure that he could perceive the potentially mysterious power concentrated on the stone. He focused harder on making this matter a success.

The darkness finally disappeared. Finally, he saw Zhang Squik's face squinting. It seems that the Assassin of the Isaacs has reached his destination. Very good, Tangul thought. It's almost time. He could hardly control the enormous mysterious energy of war magic stones boiling in his body. He felt full of power and seemed to explode at any time. He was dizzy and blurred; everything seemed to swim around him. He desperately wanted to remember the syllables of the spell, which he remembered a long time ago in the great black book in the Curse Library.

For a long time, he couldn't remember these syllables, they just wriggled in his brain, sliding to places where his mind couldn't reach. Tangul bit the inside of his cheek until he tasted the blood. The pain seemed to sharpen his mind, because he finally remembered the syllables. He opened his lips, and the syllables of his ancient language seemed to spew out of his mouth, and with them was a dark, magical power.

Tangul's heartbeat accelerated to an unbearable level. His heart thumped, his breath was short, and he was breathless. He knew he was losing control of the spell, and knew that he had to do his utmost to control it before this force destroyed him. A frantic scene flashed in his mind, and he knew that his prophet's talent was pushed to an incredible new height by the unprecedented amount of war stones he consumed. For a time, his consciousness seemed to leave his body, scenes and scenes flashed through his mind quickly.

His spirit hovered over the city for a while, and he had a panoramic view of what was happening. Below him, the streets were burning with flames and violence. The rivers formed by the squadrons rushed through the city, and no one was spared wherever they went. They encountered some armed resistance everywhere, and in these resistances, mobs of human garrisons or just citizens took to the streets to defend their homes. He saw swift, brutal scuffles and those short-lived giant rats eating the bodies of humans and murmurs. He saw burning buildings and broken bodies. He saw the human city of Heidelberg-this ancient and great city was completely plunged into war.

Tangul's attention was drawn to a special battle, which suddenly became the focus when he recognized two surprisingly familiar characters. The dwarves and humans, followed by a group of well-trained human warriors, were walking through the ratmen soldiers and marching towards the huge bodyguards of Isaac-Glot. In his trance, Tangul could see the roaring ogre—and his follower, Luck Snake Tongue, in a frightened expression on his face when he thought of the imminent violence. He saw Villebris-Nure's crazy eyes staring at the sky as if he felt the presence of an invisible observer. From the Prophet's point of view, his plan seems to be working, and these two nosy guys are about to kill his most vicious opponent.

Very well, he thought, let them go! Tangul is most intolerant of unfair distribution of his glory.

He saw the one-eyed Heskett roaring at his heavily armed bodyguard, and saw the long-bore musket aimed at the dwarf. No! No, Tangul thought angrily. Don't use that! His thought flashed almost imperceptibly, touching the sniper's heart. Its finger was on the trigger, but its magic stone bullet was out of control and hit the brain of an ogre, almost killing the brainless monster. The thing roared and became furious, rushing into the Ratmen's army from behind and running while killing.

Tangul felt dizzy and realized he was losing his spell. His power is losing, and if he wants to accomplish what he wants, he'd better realize it as soon as possible. He twisted sharply, and his spirit flew towards the castle. He connected it to the stone there and looked at Zhang Squik again. Suddenly, with a snap, he returned to his body, and the words of the spell rolled out of his mouth.

He went all out to concentrate his energy and gave full play to the relentless training he had received as a prophet for many years, and the magic quickly returned to his control. In the air in front of him, the black cloud shimmered with light, spreading out, revealing a crack, from the place where Tangul stood on the ground, and one that extended around the stone in Zhang Squik's hand. on the ground.

"Quick! Quick! Advance!" He shouted at the storm commando. They walked towards the black cloud, gleaming with light, and then disappeared and appeared again-this is Tangul's most ardent hope!-In the center of the palace of the human feeder Emmanuel.

In front of them, Bai En can already see the ogres. They stand out on the head and shoulders of the crowd. They are all deformed creatures, human-shaped, but with the head of a big mouse. Huge boils grew on their dirty fur. Various dirty and mutant features defiled their bodies. Everyone has claws as big as a shovel, and the ends of the claws are like daggers. The huge fang-like fangs are full of saliva. Their roar was audible even in the noise of battle.

As soon as Bai En saw them, he wanted to stop and turn around to escape. He could see that the mercenaries behind him felt the same way. When they saw the terrible appearance of the enemy, the momentum of the charge was weakening. Only Gray Rogan showed no fear. To be honest, instead of admiring his courage, Bai En had begun to wonder whether the dwarf's brain was broken, perhaps because he drank too much. The dwarf is struggling to move forward, unwilling or undisturbed by the terrible nature of his enemies. The ogre rats were no more worried about the arrival of Grerogan than he was about them. With a deafening roar, they ran to meet him.

In Bain's view, when such a large creature rushes insanely, nothing can survive. It's like expecting someone to withstand a charge of elephants. Nothing can withstand the impact of such huge muscles, teeth and claws. For a time, all the people turned around, and even the Ratmen stopped their uninterrupted attack.

The opponent is twice the size of Grerogan, but he is not afraid to move on. His axe flashed, glowing red in the flames of the burning building, an ogre rolled down, and his leg was cut off from his knee. When it fell, the executioner's axe was cut off again, cutting off its arm. The animal grabbed the **** stump with its intact paws, rolling on the ground, writhing, screaming.

Another huge creature stretched its claws to grab the dwarf. Its razor-sharp claws bit into his ruddy skin. When the behemoth raised him over his head, blood drops appeared on his shoulders. It opened its big mouth and opened its mouth wide, as if to put the dwarf down and eat him in one bite. It was Grerogan who had cut off his axe. It is motivated by all the terrible power of the oathblower's powerful arm ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ splits the ogre's head in half. Blood, brain pulp and teeth burst everywhere. The dwarf flew backwards in the air, and was pushed into the sky by the reflection of the ogre's death spasm.

Seeing the rest of the ogres start to move towards the body that Grerogan fell to the ground, Bane summoned the courage and shouted, "Chong! Chong! Let us send these dirty pests back to the **** that breeds them . "

He dared not look back to see if anyone followed him, and rushed into the dogfight.

Zhang Squik looked at the air in front of him with a glimmer of surprise. For a while, it was like poking a bright hole in the texture of this world. An unpleasant black gas leaked from the hole, smelling of magic stones and black magic. As the assassin stared at it, the clouds expanded, shining with light, and rose to a height higher than any ratmen. Then, the clouds spread out, revealing an entrance, connecting the room where Zhang Siquik was standing and the place where the prophet was.

Zhang Sikuike heard a sudden sound from behind him. He turned around and saw a gorgeously dressed man walking into the toilet, fiddling with his suspenders, as if he was going to drain. This human has a smell of wine. He stopped in surprise, looked at the rat man hidden here, and shook his head, as if to remove it from his mind.

"I said," said the man. "This outfit is so beautiful"

Then, his eyes widened again, because he noticed that rows of storm stormtroopers started pouring in from Tangul's magic gate. He opened his mouth and just wanted to issue a warning, Zhang Sikuike's flying knife was inserted into his heart.

More and more ratmen warriors poured into the room, and then rushed out of the toilet into the hallway of the palace.