High Magic Earth

"Magic...magic..." The owner of the bone-chopping knife was obviously a little scared and stuttered, the strange man's tone seemed extremely proud, and seemed to be superior to the bones.

"Great magic." He said unkindly, although his tone was very kind, but it contained undoubtedly, "Magic can transform you from a useless butcher into an omnipresent werewolf, and it can also transform you. Change back, of course, this is just one, this is just possible, I did not threaten you, I need these meat, what do you think?"

The owner of the bone-chopping knife was obviously not a brave guy, and even a little bit bully. He immediately backed away with a promise, and then whispered with a strange man.

Tyrion knew that this was the best time, and immediately got up quietly with James, and then quickly left here, and during the careful departure, the two saw the outside through a little light.

A tall half-werewolf was holding a bone-chopping knife, nodding and talking to a man in black, its tail kept flicking behind him, even rubbing the head of Shee* lying sideways. On the body, the man was not handsome, but it made people feel good at a glance.

Neither of them remembered that there was such a nobleman in Junlin City, and no one had seen it, but it was precisely because of him that the wolf talent turned his back on them, making it miss the opportunity to find two little mice in the sewer.

Tyrion didn't dare to stay, he followed James quickly, and the two walked lightly, and soon left the slaughterhouse like a pile of **** corpses.

Behind the passage, the light that penetrated from behind was getting farther and farther away. Even gradually became big nails, but Tyrion remained silent, just walking down.

James is wary of his surroundings. Then he looked at Tyrion, then he looked at him again.

"I'm not good." Tyrion said suddenly. He looked up and stared at James's half-opened mouth. "Do you think I will be better." He sighed, "I suddenly hate the werewolf. Now."

James was not used to being stared at by Tyrion so much, he turned his head. Looking away, "I said. It's not wise to complain about a race because of certain things. You can do this, but it's just to vent your emotions." He said to himself, "I Revenge. But those who killed Cersei, and Varys, and I know you will help me."

"Of course." Tyrion nodded. "But the first thing is to leave here."

James didn't speak anymore, and he was quiet again in the sewer. Some unknown rodents tweeted on both sides, and there were white bones or a pool of filth floating along the muddy dark green water surface.

Walking half-length in the sewage, Tyrion even felt itchy, and he should be thankful that he had no wounds. Otherwise, it will definitely purify the infection.

After walking again for a while, Tyrion said, "The werewolf is very powerful. The speed is very fast. If faced alone, a werewolf can even deal with several humans. It seems invincible, but it is actually very simple."

"Do you know why the **** used magic to summon aliens, because the dead will not be blinded to their hearts and eyes by ugliness. So the magic of those demons is easily broken, very simple."

"So are the werewolves. I learned.. This is a curse. A person bitten by a werewolf has a certain chance of becoming a werewolf if he does not die. This is why there are not a few humans left in the entire monarchy overnight. It’s a curse, then there must be a way to crack it, which is what the wizard is best at.”

Tyrion’s voice is still as full of emotion as ever. His speech is always contagious, and people will be convinced unconsciously. The muscles and scars on his face flicker, and the sewage is carefully kept away. Own jaw.

His thinking is also correct. To deal with such supernatural creatures, if you don’t want to have big casualties, then magic is indeed the best solution. Unfortunately, Tyrion is after all the person in the song of ice and fire. Little is known about the werewolf creature, and the curse of the werewolf is unknown. . Almost unsolvable.

James didn’t understand this, but he didn’t want to mention that Lyon was getting deeper and deeper at this time, because the two hadn’t gotten out of danger, so he opened his mouth and asked the question, “Who was that person just now? Is it a nobleman, I have never seen him in Junlin City, and I don’t remember which family has such a person."

"He's not a nobleman," Tyrion said. "I don't know him, but I can guess that he, like Sean, are people from other worlds."

"Shawn...other...world?" James understood very hard. He still remembered the scene when he first met Yi Xiao, in the dark cage, like a nightmare shadow spreading from the wall, and then It was his appearance, but he never cared about where Yi Chou came from, because in James's opinion, it didn’t matter, and the Lannister Lion was the king of the Seven Kingdoms.

Tyrion glanced at him lightly and said coldly, "I told you long ago that Sean is not a person in this world. I have said it for a long time. I have said it countless times, but you have not believed it at all. It's like listening to a funny joke about nonsense."

"Just because I said it, I said it out of my mouth, because I am a dwarf, and the dwarf should be in the circus by nature, with vulgar and disgusting lies in his mouth."

He took a deep breath and suddenly felt a little excited, so he looked down and said slightly, "Sorry, not against you."

James smiled faintly, as if he was a little free and easy, and he never took it seriously like he was proud. He is the proudest person in the Lannister family, but he also has a sincere concern for his brother, "I know. He said.

Tyrion sighed, "Now everyone is dead and it is useless to say anything." He shook his head and continued, "Since I brought that name into this world, there have been more and more strange people Appeared, first appeared in my home Arya Stark, then...these three people."

"The werewolf's curse is because of them. Even if we didn't see it at the time, there would be doubts, because the whole thing is too coincidental, isn't it. The stranger, people who don't belong to this world appear in the King's Landing, and then everything changed."

"Similarly, this person is not from this world. I don’t know where he came from, who he is, and there is no evidence. But I’m pretty sure, because sometimes. When all coincidences that are not coincidences appear, I am afraid What I think, the most likely answer must be the answer."

Tyrion stopped suddenly. James also stopped, and the eyes of the two of them saw a round and non-circular and extremely complicated pattern painted on the wall opposite the sewer, which was dark red and exuded a rich and pungent blood. Even in the foul-smelling sewer, it is extremely clear. This is a magical array outlined in blood, but it seems to have not been activated, and it does not even have a dim gloss.

"This..." James frowned. He wasn't sure if he wanted to destroy it, so he didn't do it for a while.

"That's why I'm running away." Tyrion glanced at it and said lightly, "This should be the man's magic. I'm not sure who he is strong with Sean, but I know we can't compete. "

James's eyebrows didn't loosen. "I don't like to bend around, especially now." His expression was slightly uncomfortable.

"Since the werewolf night changed, the merchant ship that stayed in the port that night was almost completely destroyed. After a few merchants who had escaped to escape the news, there was no merchant ship entering the port again, and the food in the monarchy was becoming scarce. But you Isn’t it strange why Varis kept on moving?"

"Don’t think he can’t beat the surrounding cities. Even the Breath of the Wind is actually very easy for the werewolf, as long as some people are sent into the city as civilians, and then suddenly become a werewolf at the beginning of the raid, no castle can defend. The internal disintegration, not to mention that werewolves and humans cannot be distinguished without transformation."

"Varys is waiting." Tyrion explained. "He is waiting for the completion of this magic. Then Varys will dispatch all werewolves and start attacking other cities to snatch... people, living people."

"Why?" James frowned.

"This magic can sacrifice human souls, and then enhance the strength of the werewolf, even... It is even stronger than now. The food in the King’s Land cannot satisfy so many captives, so Varis must wait until the magic can be activated at any time before he can go out and start. Arrests."

"As for the two of us... it should be of special use, perhaps a sacrifice dedicated to God?" Tyrion sneered, seeming to play a cold humor that was not humor at all.

James took a deep breath and pressed his hand against the hilt. "Are you sure?" he repeated.

"Don't think I'm short and can't see the things in the window, my ears are not working." His eyebrows flicked to the left and right. "I heard the man's conversation with Wallis. I know Wallis. Over the years, his voice will not be misunderstood, and the man’s voice is very distinctive, and I will never forget it."

James nodded, "That's good," he said, then pulled out his saber and strode forward.

"What are you going to do?" Tyrion asked calmly.

"Naturally it destroyed it." James pointed his sword at the blood magic array on the front wall.

Tyrion shook his head. "It's not necessary." He said, "We're leaving here, don't say you are concerned about the life and death of those who don't know at all, and who knows if there is any connection between these magics, maybe You will be discovered as soon as you start."

He didn't plan to destroy this magic circle at all, so naturally both sentences were focused on, and James immediately began to hesitate. In a few breaths, he reinserted the saber back.

In a sense, the two are actually not good people. At this time, they can't even take care of their own life and death. Naturally, they will not consider the life and death of other people, as long as they can leave here, other things. . I'll talk about it later.

Leaving from the filthy mouth of the slaughterhouse, the two were very close to the exit. Tyrion’s memory is very good. Although there are not many sewers in the sewer, the wrong one also means that he will be completely lost here. Pointing to the right, the two finally reached the finish line after a few turns. .

"This...is the exit?" James asked with some confusion.

"Probably... right?" Tyrion was also a little unsure. He said hesitantly.

Because in front of the two people, there is a large hill of visceral flesh and bones and white bones, which is even larger than the scale before. The ups and downs are connected together, almost filling the road ahead.

"What's going on?" James asked.

Tyrion's head was turning fast, his eyes did not stop for a moment, and finally, he narrowed his eyes and saw what he was looking for in the deepest part of these bones and mutilations.

"There!" he said, patting James on the arm.

Follow Tyrion's gaze. James saw an iron gate, hidden behind the hills. Surrounded by a thick porridge-like meat plasma, there are a few skulls and animal bones inserted diagonally around, some bubbles spew up from under the plasma, rupture and then start again and again.

The two did not hesitate. Immediately walking forward, they came to the front of the iron gate, and they discovered that it was blocked to death, obviously it had not been opened for a long time.

"The person responsible for this gate must be dead." Tyrion frowned, "The werewolf didn't care about it either. The gate never opened, so the garbage was piled up here and opened it." He said.

James immediately withdrew his long sword and began to chop up the iron gate. Mars splashed out, although the gate seemed to be rusted for a long time, but the original quality of the Tangerian dynasty was still very good. So, after so many years, it has not been easily damaged by James’ sword.

He slashed perseveringly, and Tyrion waited patiently on the side, just. . Good things often don't double, but bad things come one after another.

While the crisp sound of an iron ride crashing through the sewer, Tyrion seemed to hear some other sounds. Very unusual, like water flow.

"Have you heard it." He stopped James' movement. Then asked.

"I..." James listened to his ear, but before he spoke, he saw Tyrion's wide-eyed eyes desperately pointing at the passage not far away.

He looked down his eyes, and suddenly saw a scene like a **** evil spirit rushing to the world.

In the channel not far away, there was a raging water. Obviously the valve on the other side had been opened. The turbulent water was washed in like a wild horse, but even more terrifying was that there were countless unknown liquids mixed in the water. And solid, countless bones and mud tumbling in it, and even a few empty skeletons were rushed to the front, staring straight at the two, just like a demon scene.

"Quick! Quick! Quick!" Tyrion urged desperately, the water rushed over, and the iron gate behind him didn't open. They didn't have to think about the end of the game.

James also knows this. He is like a mad devil wielding the sword in his hand desperately, trying his best to open a gap in the gate, but this iron gate is like being wrapped in oil-coated paper for so many years. , Even cutting a gap is very strenuous.

Anxiously, James changed the sword to the other hand, and then stretched out the right hand of the magic metal that Yi Xuan had helped him install, and began to pull it up desperately.

"Ah!!!"

He pedaled on the wall next to him, and the other stepped on the lower part of the iron gate, while his right hand grabbed the upper part, and hung his whole body on the iron gate, showing an oblique angle, constantly tearing the most vulnerable gate. Connection point.

"Hurry up! It's too late!" Tyrion began to help shake the gate~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and shouted.

The big water behind him is like a desperate demon, mixed with countless bones and blood and flesh, and surging with all the momentum that swept all over it. All revenge was unfair and the disgusting pieces of minced meat also looked like deformed human faces, which made people nightmare at a glance.

Dashui is in front of them, but the two haven’t given up hope yet. James’s face is suffocated with purple and green, desperately trying to open a gap in the gate, and just two meters away from the two. At that time, the iron gate finally made a clear sound, and there was a trace of looseness.

The sound was no less than the most beautiful sound in their ears. James immediately held his strength and made a crazy roar, and then pulled the iron gate down vigorously. At that moment, even on his arm There was a little magical pulsation.

The iron gate tilted to the side, revealing a small mouth, and James kicked a few feet, tearing the mouth wide, and then the two shouted in unison, "Jump!"

Behind them, a torrent of countless filths is coming. (To be continued)