Super Trick or Treat System

Only the fact that the Apaches have been sheltered behind the rocks they are trying to drive away gives them precious moments of grace. There is no time to use bows and arrows. They can only use swords to meet human swords, swords, and they can fight cloudless thoughts.

"He controlled them!" Li Huai claws Jill Lee's shoulder. "Catch him-they will stop!"

He didn't wait to see if the others understood. Instead, he put all his power on the rock that made the slide the center stone. It gave it, rolled it, took it, and the rest of the piled rubble. Li Badi stumbled, fell, and then his body roared on him. He was fighting for his own life to prevent his throat from being cut. The besieged soldiers yelled. Then everyone disappeared from the roar below.

His eyes were only his own foot, and the curved corners of his face twisted his breath, making his nostrils breathless. Suddenly, there was a reason in his eyes, and he became confused and frightened... Panic... The Tatar's body was twisted in Li Badi's palm. Now he is trying not to attack, but to fight for freedom. When the Apache released the grip, the other jumped away, and after a second or two, they lay side by side panting heavily.

The man sat up and looked at the man. Jill Lee- has stains scattered around him, one of the people spreading around him, hands on his chest, coughing violently.

Menlik grabbed the trunk of a mountain tree tangled in the wind, stood up and swayed, like a very sick person and working hard.

The two sides separated irrationally, leaving a space between Tatar and Apache. The face of the American Indian was stern, the face of the Mongolian was confused, and then it became harsh when looking at the deceased opponent with dawn. Things that force people to start are likely to erupt rational battles now-from then on to the extinction movement.

Li Huai stood up. He looked at the drop of lips. The demon army was still under his residence, and there was a pile of rubble around him. His protection must have failed because his head tilted back and the dents on the helmet were easy to see.

"That person is dead-or helpless!" Li Bady shouted. "Do you still want to fight for him, shaman?"

Menlick walked down from the tree and walked to the edge of the dripping water. Other countries are also moving forward. After the shaman bowed his head, he bent over, picked up a small stone, and threw it at the motionless red. hoarse voice. They all saw the tiny flame, and a plume of smoke rose from the plate on the chest of the demon army. Now not only the man, but his control is complete.

The roar of a wolf and two people turned around until they were red. Menlik shouted, and they slowed down.

"We want that." he shouted in English. "Maybe we can learn-"

"Learning is yours," Jill Lee replied. "It's like this land belongs to you, shaman. But I warn you, starting today, don't ride the south!"

Turning around, the charm on the belt clicked. "So, is that it?"

"This is the truth, Tatar! We will not go to war with the allies because the allies are slaves to the enemy-controlled machines, and the allies may turn their swords back at us.

The slender fingers of the Tatar people stretched out and closed. "You are a smart person, Apache, but sometimes you need not only wisdom, but-"

"We are smart, shaman, let it stop there." Gil Lee replied solemnly.

The Apaches were already on the move, and before they stopped to check and cover up their wounds, two cliffs and ridges were placed behind them.

"Let's go." Nolan raised his chin, indicating the southern route. "We don't come here anymore; there is too much witchcraft in this place."

Li Wei got excited and saw Jill Lee-frowning.

"Go-?" he repeated.

"Yes, brother? Will you continue to run with those controlled by machines?"

"No. It's just that you need eyes on this side of the mountain."

"Why?" This time, Jill Lee is clearly a conservative. "We have now seen this machine in operation. Fortunately, Red is dead. He will not bring our story back to his people as you feared. So if we stay in the South from now on, we It's safe. The struggle between the Tatars and Reid is not our business. What are you looking for here?"

Li Hao replied with truth: "I must go to the tower again." But his friends met with serious opposition when facing him-now there are rows of De Clay.

"Did you not tell us that on the night we were waiting for the camp, you felt a strange thing? What if you are one with these Tatars and are also controlled by the machine? So, you It can also be made into a weapon against us "Your tribe!" "Jill Lee-almost openly hostile.

Feeling by his side. But in Li Huai, his other desire has become clearer now. There is a reason for these towers, perhaps a reason important enough to make him discover and risk angering his own people.

"It may be like this -" Nolan's voice was weak and indifferent. "You may already be a part of this, to the machine. If so, we don't want you to join us."

That's it-an overtly hostile act, the force behind it is more than unmotivated disapproval. Li Badi was troubled. Family, clan are very important. If he took the wrong measures now and was banned by that tight fortress, then as an Apache, he would indeed be a lost person. In the past of his people, there were traitors in the tribe, such as the notorious Apache kid, who not only killed the white man, but also his own people, and killed them again. Werewolves live in the mountains. Li Huai was threatened. But, on the ladder of civilization, on the ladder of civilization, why does this fanatical curiosity make him so cruel now?

"Listen," Jill Lee-wrapped a bandage next to him, approaching- "then tell me, brother, what are you looking for in these towers?"

"In another world, old secrets were discovered in such ancient buildings. Here, this may also be correct."

"Among those ancient secrets," Nolan's voice was still harsh-"the ones who brought us into this world, didn't they?"

"Someone threatens Nolan, or you, or you, Jill Lee, or any of us, promises to go beyond the stars? Someone tells you what you can do, and you really want to try. You are all volunteers By!"

Gil Lee replied, "When we get nothing, save this voyage." "But, Nolan, I don't believe our brother is now looking for more voyage tapes, and these will not bring us any benefit. Because our ship will never rise from here again. What are you looking for?"

"Knowledge-maybe a weapon. Can we fight these machines of the Demon Army? However, many of the equipment they use now are obtained from the starships they looted. Each weapon has a defensive power."

Nolan blinked and touched his face with interest for the first time. "For the bow, the rifle," he said softly, "the rifle, the machine gun, the cannon, the big bomb. The defense may be far worse than the first weapon. So you think the bombs in these towers are for the horsemen's cannons, Should it belong to the Demon Army's machine?"

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