The Laws of Werewolf Hunting

Chapter 314: Cut into pieces (new chapter)

Although this pair of witches had performed such dance witchcraft on the street before, when it was Clayton's turn to experience it himself, the situation was still not good.

The two witches, like identical twins, climbed into the window in unison.

When they landed, the bodies of three of the soldiers near the window began to deform. White bones that continued to move irregularly pierced out from various places in their skins, and then cut the flesh and blood, forming several pools covered with thick human hair. A mixture of flesh and blood.

They were dismembered by their own bones.

If Donna were here, she might be able to find a way to break this magic, but she was sent by Clayton to find Louis and Adelaide and is not on the first floor now.

No matter how powerful a wizard is, they are still physically weak, and as long as an arrow or projectile is outside their casting range, they may be killed.

There were still many soldiers around the first floor, but other windows were still being attacked by evil objects in a steady stream. Even if they were less than twenty yards away, they could not immediately turn to support them.

Clayton immediately pumped the wolf's blood, and the black color spread outward from the depths of his bone marrow, resisting the effectiveness of the curse. However, the power of this witchcraft was also rapidly transforming, adapting to the curse and constantly changing its shape, always controlling restraint. The freedom of Layton's bones, they squirmed like maggots from time to time in his body.

When black color spreads all over the body and wolf hair emerges from under the skin, Clayton's head barely has some rights of movement.

At the moment of gaining freedom, the wolf's kiss immediately opened, and its ear-piercing howl penetrated the entire castle.

His eyes filled with murderous intent stared at one of the two sister witches. They were unable to concentrate because of the harsh sound. The warriors next to them who were still in good health recovered from their loss of concentration.

A dwarf stumbled and grabbed the thigh of the witch on the right, and then bit her waist, tearing off a large piece of flesh, which was no less ferocious than a werewolf.

The witch bent down and let out a heavy cry from her nose.

Invisible telepathy spread out from around her, and the dwarf and several other soldiers who rushed towards her were knocked over.

Seeing that her sister was injured, the other witch couldn't help but turn her attention to her.

This time Clayton completely lost his shackles. He stretched out his foot to kick up a spear on the ground, then threw it with his arm, piercing the neck of the witch in front of him. Then, without his command, all the nearby dwarves swarmed forward and tore the two witches who were in bad condition into several pieces with their bare hands.

However, when they vented their anger and dispersed, the blood and limbs spread on the ground suddenly turned into yellow wood blocks and soot. The dwarf soldier who had just bitten the witch's flesh and blood bent over and retched, and the sand flowed from him like a waterfall. pouring out of his mouth.

"substitute?"

Clayton's eyes widened.

The difficulty of substitute spells is very high, and although the casting materials that need to be consumed are not expensive, they must be cultivated by the wizard for a long time, and multiple ones cannot be cultivated at the same time.

This highly limited spell should be used for detection, or surprise attacks.

Edwards' understanding of the current castle defenders is almost complete. After all, they have been together for hundreds of years, and the castle should not be a strange place to him. It is also very inefficient to use evil objects to consume the defenders' strength. Behavior, as long as the castle is intact and the defenders can be replaced at their posts, it will not be a problem to guard it for several years.

Since it is not detection, nor is it for consumption purposes, then.
Wait for the castle? substitute?
Clayton shouted loudly:
"Follow me the last row of every spearman!"

Because of the witch's disturbance, the dwarves had already lost their formation, and many dwarves followed them without knowing which row they were in.

Clayton turned around and left. Outside the main entrance, the attack of evil things continued. They knocked on the door and attacked the defenders behind the window, but Clayton ignored them and forced himself not to think about where Donna was now. , he led nearly thirty soldiers to the end of the west side of the first floor of the castle.

However, it looked normal here. The soldiers were busy dealing with the intruders at the window in front of them. Between attacks, an arrow would fly from outside from time to time, shooting down one person inside.

But this kind of thing is also common in other places. Clayton turned his head and looked at the end of the west side. A large amount of debris was lying across the side entrance and exit.

The exit there originally led to the school field, but after the school field fell, it was connected to the big pit. Although there is still the possibility of evil objects climbing up and attacking, it is absolutely impossible for humans to launch an attack from here. The terrain outside is extremely unfavorable to attackers.

Clayton began to hesitate. He instinctively felt that this place would be attacked, but it looked no different from other places.

The sound of paper scraping against the air came from overhead.

Clayton's ears twitched and he reached out and grabbed the paper without looking up.

Edwards accumulated a lot of strange items, and Basham also received some strange items as his former subordinate.

The silver kite that can reflect the image is monitoring the movement outside the castle above the castle. If there is an abnormality, the adjutant of Scarecrow Homer has another strange object that can assist the observer to quietly convey the message to the commander at the location.

This strange object is called "Flying Parchment". It can penetrate entities, fly towards the targeted creature, and can only be touched by the target creature and the sender. The miners once used this rare thing to deliver messages under the eyes of Edwards's supervisor. The Scarecrow contributed this rare thing to show his sincerity in cooperating with everyone.

Clayton grabbed the strange object and unfolded it. There was a series of scrawled calligraphy written on the parchment in ink.

"The third floor is under fierce attack. Come to support quickly."

This order seems very urgent. The third floor of the castle is the top floor, and the commander responsible for guarding it is Basham. If even the commander Creighton on the first floor is notified, then the commanders Hohomer and the Emperor on the second floor will ·Jetali should also have received this news.

Clayton tilted his head and listened, and the movement upstairs was indeed more intense.

He straightened his head, stuffed the parchment inside his belt, and quickly returned with the dwarf, preparing to support the third floor.

After only taking a few steps, his steps became slower and slower, and finally he stopped, turned around suddenly, and led the soldiers back to the west side again.

"Grass! It's an illusion!"

The parchment was written in Dornish script, and Barsom and his cronies were Moriels, who used a different script. Even if there are Dornishmen in Basham's team, it shouldn't be written like this, because no one knows that Clayton is a Dornishman. If they look at his appearance, they should only think that he is a Mansian!
This is someone using witchcraft to create an illusion!

Clayton was so angry that he cursed. When he returned to the end of the west corridor, he saw several exaggerated cracks on the wall at the end.

Those dazzling cracks spread rapidly on the white plastered wall. After a few seconds, a large section of the wall cracked inward, exposing the researchers behind with their claws and shovel-like forelimbs raised high. These evil things can drill through rocks, and it is not difficult to dig through walls, but no one thought that Edwards would be willing to do this before - they all thought that he cherished his property.

"Form five columns! It turns out that the defenders here should not distract their attention unnecessarily. You focus on what is in front of you. We will watch your back."

Clayton shouted, he raised a spear and stood at the end of the phalanx, but received no response after he finished speaking.

At the same time, the familiar feeling of restraint came to him again.

He tried his best to turn his head to the side quickly, and the faces of two women of indistinguishable ages peered in from two adjacent windows at the same time. Their red lips were slightly raised in a half-smile.

It was the true form of the "Twin Witches", and later human soldiers climbed in through the window!

The defenders who were originally guarding the window were trapped by their own skeletons and were unable to stop the intruders.

For a moment, Clayton figured out Edwards' new commander's offensive against the first floor of the castle.

They tried to use the double witches to control themselves in the west of the middle of the corridor on the first floor. Then the real bodies of the twin witches invaded through the window at the west end. If both places could be controlled at the same time, then the evil thing could be hidden. The wall was broken open silently, and the soldiers who attacked from the window were pushed forward from the west end, capturing half of the first floor at once, and at the same time controlling the only spiral staircase.

The Twin Witch's stand-in failed to complete the task. Clayton also realized that enemies would attack from the side, so another wizard from Edwards' army released a wide range of illusions in an attempt to lure Clayton away, but it still didn't work.

So they attacked directly.

This is not considered a failure, because the people under Creighton really have no experience in dealing with this kind of tactics. Even if there are small mistakes in the plan, it will not hinder the overall execution.

Clayton was pretty sure he didn't smell the suspicious smell of burning incense beforehand, perhaps because of the black smoke Edwards had released.

It's just that this kind of witchcraft cannot be performed very well for Edwards, otherwise he could envelope everyone with illusions from the beginning. Perhaps for the current success, he also used Chude Osmar's without hesitation. Strength, his determination exceeds others' expectations.

There is no other way.

The werewolf roared with all its strength again, but the two witches were ready. They did not relax, but smiled and raised their right hands at the same time, aiming their palms at Clayton.

The next moment, the werewolf's head fell off, and its spine split its body vertically into two halves.

After Clayton was dismembered, the rest of the dwarves were not spared, and were all chopped into pieces.

After losing this part of the defenders, more and more civilians and evil creatures from this country rushed into the corridor. While they attacked, some people left behind to remove the severed limbs left in the corridor and the bodies thrown out of the castle by the defenders. Join together and restore the troops again.

Then, they did the same thing as the rebels - threw parts of the losers' bodies out of the castle, to make sure they would never recover.

A wolf's head was thrown out of the window.

Edwards and Chud Osmar, who was missing another finger, both saw the head.

The demon warlock looked at the head flying in front of him and recognized his new king. He smiled and wanted to give a victory speech in front of the loser, but before he could say anything, a particularly fat one appeared. The crow flew by in vain, snatched the head away, and flew to the top of the castle.