Chapter 314 Cut Into Pieces (New Chapter)

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

The two witches were like identical twins, and they got into the window in unison.

When they landed, the bodies of three of the soldiers near the window began to deform, and the white bones that kept moving irregularly pierced out from all parts of their skin, and then cut the flesh and blood apart, forming several pools of blood and flesh mixture covered with thick human hair.

They were dismembered by their own bones.

If Donna was 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 she was not on the first floor now.

No matter how powerful the wizards are, their bodies are still weak. As long as there is an arrow or bullet outside their casting range, they may be killed.

There are still many soldiers around the first floor, but there are still evil creatures attacking other windows continuously, and even if they are less than 20 yards away from them, they can't turn to support them immediately.

Clayton immediately pumped wolf blood, and the black color spread outward from the depths of his bone marrow, resisting the effect of the spell, but the power of this witchcraft was also rapidly transforming, adapting to the curse's constant twisting form, always clamping the freedom of Clayton's bones, which were like maggots squirming in his body from time to time.

When black spread all over his body and wolf hair gushed out from under his skin, Clayton's head barely had some freedom of movement.

The moment he gained freedom, the wolf kiss opened immediately, and the piercing howl penetrated the entire castle.

His murderous eyes stared at one of the two sister witches, who was unable to concentrate because of the piercing sound, and the warriors next to them who were still intact recovered because of their loss of consciousness.

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

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

Invisible telekinesis spread outward from her surroundings, and the dwarf and several other soldiers who rushed over were all knocked over.

Seeing her sister injured, another witch couldn't help but shift her sight to her.

This time, Clayton was completely free from the shackles. He kicked up a spear on the ground with his foot, then swung his arm and threw it, piercing the neck of the witch in front of him. Then, without his command, all the nearby dwarves swarmed up and tore the two witches 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 coal ash. The dwarf soldier who had just bitten the witch's flesh and blood bent over and retched, and sand poured out of his mouth like a waterfall.

"Substitute?"

Clayton opened his eyes wide.

The difficulty of the substitute spell is very high, and the casting materials required are not expensive, but they must be cultivated by the wizard for a long time, and multiple cannot be cultivated at the same time.

This kind of spell with huge limitations should be used for detection or surprise attack.

Edwards's 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 unfamiliar to him. It is also very inefficient to drive the evil creatures to consume the defenders' strength. As long as the castle is intact, the defenders can take turns to replace their posts, and guarding for a few years is not a problem.

Since it is not detection, and it is not for the purpose of consumption, then.

Wait, castle? Substitute?

Clayton shouted suddenly:

"The last row of spearmen in each team, follow me!"

Because of the witch's disturbance, the dwarves have been in disarray, and many dwarves can't tell which row they are in and follow up.

Clayton turned and left. Outside the main gate, the evil creatures' attack continued. They knocked on the gate 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 30 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 in the window in front of them. From time to time, an arrow flew from outside and shot down a person inside during the attack.

But such things are also common in other places. Clayton turned his head to look at the end of the west side. A lot of debris was lying at the entrance and exit on the side.

The exit there originally led to the parade ground, but after the parade ground fell, it was connected to the big pit. Although there was still the possibility of evil creatures climbing up to attack, humans would never attack from here. The terrain outside was extremely unfavorable for attackers.

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

The sound of paper rubbing against the air came from above his head.

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

Edwards had accumulated many strange objects, and Basham, as his former subordinate, also received some strange objects to assist.

The silver kite that can reflect images is monitoring the movements outside the castle above the castle. If there is any abnormal phenomenon, the adjutant of Scarecrow Hohomer has another strange object that can assist the observer to quietly pass the message to the commander at the location.

This strange object is called "flying parchment", which can penetrate entities and fly to the locked creatures. It can only be touched by the target creatures and the sender.

The miners used this strange object to pass messages under the eyes of Edwards' supervisor. Scarecrow contributed this strange object 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. The commander responsible for guarding is Basham. If even the commander Clayton on the first floor is notified, then the commanders Homer and Emperor on the second floor will ·Jetali should also have received this news.

Clayton tilted his head and listened. 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 loudly. 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 well for Edwards, otherwise he can 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.