Chapter 639 Riot
Unlocking the ragged armor, Salkes peed to the cold night wind, and the blade-like cold wind cut his exposed skin. Salkes shuddered. After that, he hurriedly tightened his belt and tidied up his pre-arm. He picked up his spear and walked into the house.
"This ghost place has been around for almost decades, and it is still so cold that it is unbearable at night." Salkes muttered quietly as he walked. The strong orc was just thinking about going back and hugging his woman's soft and warm body to have a good sleep.
Of course, I just wanted to hide in the hot bed and sleep with my wife's arms. In such a ghost weather, Salkes felt that he had all had any thoughts and was frozen.
Salkes came from a half-orc from a plane world called "Frosalon". He was conquered as a slave soldier in the demon world for decades, and finally came to the command of the four-winged demon Bazak. His current identity is a guard stationed in the Black Soil Town. However, Salkes felt that if he was a demon, he should at least be a mayor or a small leader with his own abilities and military achievements, and he would not have to patrol and guard at night during this cold day.
"Hurry up, the wine temperature is ready." Salkes' companion, the bearded human soldier, shouted in a panic when he saw him pushing open the wooden door and coming in, "Close the door, you want to freeze me to death, the fire is almost blown out."
"This is a ghost weather." Salkes put down his spear and harshly walked to the brazier in the house in two steps. He wiped the shiny snot from his nose and picked up the wine pot on the brazier and tilted his neck and let out a large mouthful.
"Drink slowly." The bearded man looked sore. It seemed that if he hadn't been Salkes taller than others, he wanted to snatch him.
"It's up tonight to this pot of wine. This place where birds don't poop, a bottle of inferior ale almost sold at the price of fucking high-quality wine. It's only a few days before we can buy a pot of wine." The bearded man looked at Salkes's contracting throat with distress, complaining, but couldn't help swallowing his saliva.
"Actually, the place is not bad. Do you know how many veins the adults have in their territory? I heard that the iron ore that covers an area of more than tens of miles in Heitu Town has mined a lot of high-quality fine iron. The leader has money, but it has nothing to do with us." Salks finally put down the wine pot under the bearded eyes of the beard. He smiled embarrassedly at the bearded man and took out a bag of oil paper from his arms.
"Where did you get the baked legs?" The bearded man shook the pot, and perhaps felt that there was still a lot of ale left before he was not angry. He stared at the roasted legs that were roasted buttery in the grilled paper bag that Salkes opened, and his eyes couldn't help but lit.
"During the day, I had nothing to do and went around the woods near the swamp edge of the Banshan City. I hunted a savage bull. The good meat was sold to the hotel in the city, so I left some mixed meat and two hind legs." Salks picked up the sharp-tongued machete with a big beard and cut the leg bones in half with a "click", and simply threw them directly into the helmet and put them in the brazier to heat them.
"You are much better than me." The bearded man greedily sucked the aroma of meat in the air, took a sip of hot ale and said, "You can also hunt and supplement your family income, not like me, except for this pitiful military pay..."
Halfway through his words, the bearded man's voice suddenly disappeared, and his eyes almost squeezed out, looking at Salks behind him with horror, his trembling hand reached to the machete on one side, and his expression seemed to see the dead.
Salkes's reaction was much more keen. He felt a biting cold wind blowing in the warm room. He rolled in with a lazy donkey and grabbed the spear and looked behind him.
With just one glance, Salkes' expression changed exactly like a bearded man.
The closed door was silently opened at some point. A strange monster stood quietly in the house, with its front body slightly lowered, and a pair of scarlet eyes staring at the two of them under the smooth skull. A row of sharp and dazzling sharp teeth were revealed between the slightly opened kisses, but there were still silky saliva lines dripping down.
The body of the monster is very strange. Solquez and the bearded humans have never seen all kinds of strange monsters, but they have never seen such monsters with bodies like bone plates and periosteum. The limbs are gently placed on the ground, and the monster's narrow tail bones are swaying slightly above the head. The sharp tail tips of two people, half-armed, flashing cold light under the reflection of the fire.
"What... what monster..." The bearded human reached out and held the machete that was as long as a rice. The thick hilt did not give him a sense of security as usual. His voice trembled like he was standing in a cold night with his clothes stripped naked.
"Calm down... calm down!" Salkes was a man who had been on the battlefield. Although he was panicked, he would not be as horrified as a bearded man. He held the spear tightly. He whispered: "When I stab it, you jump to the side and chop it. As long as you can cut off its tail, we will win half of it."
"Don't..." The bearded man dared to do it easily. He wanted to say, "It appeared silently like a ghost and did not attack us. It probably came for the barbecue leg bones. Isn't it okay to give it?" But Salkes didn't give him a chance to speak. The spear in his hand stabbed at the monster like a poisonous dragon coming out of water. At the same time, the thundering sounded like a thunderous shout: "Kill!"
Salkes not only gave himself courage, but also wanted to wake up the soldiers sleeping in the barracks not far away through this loud shout. As an excellent hunter, he could clearly feel the terrifying and fierce aura of the monster in front of him, and he knew that the other party was definitely not just coming for a fragrant leg bone, and he had never even looked at the brazier.
With a quick spear, he headed straight for the monster's smooth head. When he saw it, Salkes saw that the monster had no intention of avoiding it. Instead, he felt that he was not happy, but his heart sank.
"Clang!"
When the monster's tail tip almost hit the head, the narrow and powerful tail didn't cause any sound. As the gold and iron clashed, Salkes felt a lighter in his hand, and the spear made of fine iron was cut off by the monster's tail tip.
"Hiss..." Before Salkes retreated in horror, the monster suddenly jumped up and rushed to him like lightning. The strong orc was immediately thrown to the ground. Before he could pull out the dagger at his waist, he saw a violent explosion of air sounding in his ears. A slender black afterimage flashed past his eyes. Salkes felt a burning pain above his head. Seeing the monster kissing him big, he could no longer bear the fear and let out a shrill cry.
"Clang!"
Another crisp sound of gold and iron clashing sounded. The bearded human soldier on one side cut the monster with a knife at the critical moment, but was accurately stabbed on the knife surface by its tail tip. The monster suddenly raised his head in the splashing Mars. The bearded human screamed in a strange and terrifying way. Seeing the monster jumping towards him, he was so scared that his legs softened and fell to the ground.
"ah!"
The bearded man was easily knocked to the ground by the monster, and he felt a violent stinging pain from his legs. Fear penetrated directly into his heart like a sharp blade. In the monster's gaze that looked at his throat like a sharp blade, the bearded man's shrill scream pierced the quiet night sky and spread far away.
As if frightened by the big bearded scream that was enough to stop the child from crying at night, the monster's bloody mouth suddenly closed tightly, and then he soared into the air from the open door and rushed directly into the dark night sky, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
"ah……"
"What monster..."
"Help!"
"Warcraft, enemy attack..."
Before the bearded man and Salkes could wake up from shock and fear, they heard the quiet barracks in the distance completely blow up, and all kinds of terrifying screams and shouts pierced the quiet night.
"Your head..." The bearded man looked fearful and trembled with a trembling finger at Salkes. A large piece of scalp with chaotic hair on the latter's head was blown away by the huge force of something, and a round hole appeared on the hard ground under his head.
Salkes reached out and touched the top of his head in fear, and said in the same frequency of tremolo, "Fortunately, I just wiped my scalp, where are your legs?"
The bearded man was so excited by extreme fear that he forgot the pain. When Salkes said this, he seemed to have reacted. He felt a wave of severe pain on his legs swept into his mind, trying his best to support his upper body and saw a terrifying wound on his calf, which looked like it was scratched by the monster's tail tip.
"Why didn't it kill us?" Salkes struggled to stand up, puzzled in his mind. In his opinion, the speed and power of the monster had at least reached the strength of a level 5 to 6 monster. It would be absolutely easy to kill himself and the bearded man.
After walking outside the door a few steps, Salkes stretched out his head, his sharp eyes penetrated the heavy night sky and looked at the noisy barracks in the distance. Suddenly, his trembling body completely stagnated.
More than a dozen black shadows, like the size of the monsters just now, were running flexibly and quickly in the camp room not far away. As they entered and exited the barracks, terrifying and shrill screams exploded in the night sky at the same time.
"The Demon God is above, more than one...they...they are a group..."
Salkes closed the door without thinking and never dared to look at it again. His eyes looked at each other with the bearded man, and both of them saw the fear of each other's bones in their eyes.
The experiences that Salkes, the Bearded Man and the Black Soil Town barracks were not the only ones tonight. The lands occupied by Bazak, including those camps adjacent to Mid-mountain, were all attacked by terrifying groups of monsters.
Strangely, these monsters did not make bloody kills, but they used their elusive and weird attacks to make everyone fall into unprecedented panic and fear, and even more terrifying than simple killing.
The town of Wuyi, closest to Mid-mountain, was also the largest and most prosperous town in the territory of Shikhan. The mayor was Bazak's confidant Notosky. After welcoming a group of mysterious visitors at dusk, on the same night, a young girl like flowers appeared on the streets of Wuyi Town. It can be said that Notosky welcomed another guest that he could not imagine and would never be willing to face.
Chapter completed!