Chapter Twenty-Eight: Like a Dragon Flying Overhead (4)

"Wizard, how did you find this dragon?"

"Wizard, how did you tame him?"

"Wizard, what's his name, does he have any powers?"

"Wizard, he'...... Is he delicious?"

"Wizard, where are we going?"

"Wizard, how strong are you?"

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"It's drawn on the map. ”

"Fight first, then use witchcraft and some props. ”

"He calls himself Ore, and if he has the ability, all kinds of frost abilities and hand-to-hand combat. ”

"I've never eaten dragon meat, but high-energy substances don't taste bad as long as they are done well. ”

"Go to the next gathering place, the flint. There's a guy in there that you can consider pulling into the squad. ”

"I am currently an extraordinary 6-ring, but the ability system is relatively mixed, and the actual combat effectiveness is ...... The 7 rings will definitely not be able to beat head-on, but the 6 rings should not be my opponent. ”

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Along the way, Shui Ying chattered endlessly, and all kinds of questions emerged one after another.

Starweaver replied one by one with great interest, and the dragons below were terrified: they were discussing what was the best to eat...... Mizuei is interested in dragon meat......

Moreover, Ole, as a listener, listened to this endless question with a dragon's ear, but Starweaver Dream was able to answer them one by one......

Oh my God, my master can't be a pervert or a madman!

Or does this strange little girl named Shui Ying have anything to do with the owner...... Such as daughters, upbringing, and so on?

Oh my God, they're not going to cook me, are they?

Or cut off a piece of my flesh or something?

I'm so scared!

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The three creatures sped through the eerie atmosphere, passing small settlements that made the managers and hunters shiver.

In the middle, Xingweaving Dream and Water Reflection came down twice, in order to eat.

In any case, you can't skip the meal!

And every landing makes Ole terrified...... Fortunately, the food for the two was quite sufficient.

Ole's words...... I went out to prey on my own, and I didn't have time to take care of him.

However, the situation of his return is worth noting.

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The two approached the Flint Cluster, a small city much larger than the previous Greystone Cluster.

And the role is also a lot bigger...... After all, there are players in this to make up for it.

At the same time, it is also the last city of mankind.

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Before arriving, Star Weaving Dream rarely hesitated for a moment before explaining the plan to Shui Ying......

He really didn't know if Shui Ying could understand or remember. As long as you don't mess around...... This Xingweaving Dream is still a little confident.

“...... Probably the plot is like this, you just have to cooperate...... It's really not okay if you don't speak. Star Weaver said uneasily.

"Ahh

Xingweaving Dream looked suspicious, but didn't say anything to hit her...... After all, it's his follower.,And it's a Lori.,It's not easy to say too much...... Of course, what is more important is that it doesn't matter if he makes a mistake, but it will make him feel interesting - whether it is smooth or bumpy, it is always pleasant.

"Okay, let's get started, let's see if this guy is qualified. After Starweaver Dream finally finished speaking, he officially entered the state......

It's kind of fun to weave a script or something.

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Jefferson sat in a leeward spot, sharing the faint flame with his temporary teammates.

His mind didn't care if the flame was warm or not, because he took the initiative to hold a handful of cold things.

A sword, a sword forged from Xuan Bing - a block of ice in the form of a sword, to be precise.

Ice is not something that humans can easily process today, it is stronger than diamonds under hoarfrost, it is usually born in the place where hoarfrost is at its greatest, and it can be accumulated to form something like that.

Jefferson was able to get this sword, or rather, to get this ice cube, only by luck.

Or, even if there was a conspiracy, he didn't know about it, and he didn't want to know.

Originally, he was just an ordinary hunter, but with this indestructible sword, coupled with his previous swordsmanship, it can be said that it is easy to deal with those mutated white frost monsters - ordinary weapons are very difficult to break defenses, but this sword only needs a little strength.

This also made him break into the name of the Northern Sword Saint, and of course, his skills were worthy of the name of the Sword Saint - by the standards of this world.

What's even more special is that there seems to be a strange power in the ice, which is different from the coldness of the hoarfrost, but seems deep and gentle.

When he holds the hilt of the sword, this power is transmitted to him, causing his strength, agility, reflexes, and other abilities to increase dramatically. He didn't tell anyone about it.

The most regrettable thing for him is why he only got this sword at the age of 40.

But even so, he is still a powerful lone hunter, the northern sword master of the flint gathering place, and a rare human who can hunt otherworldly species - he himself is happy to hunt.

He suffered many injuries as a result, but he survived, and the pain only made him more obsessed with hunting the otherworld.

Others say he's a battle maniac and is afraid to come into contact with him. But he did, and he didn't want to touch them.

"Another successful hunt!" the others hid in the small leeward area, holding a small celebration.

The corpses of several mutants (mutated by aborigines, only have a physical body and no special abilities, and are very weak compared to the transcendent species, that is, the existence from another world, but still need more than 5 humans to deal with, and the casualties are not low) are piled up outside, and they also resist some cold winds.

"This harvest is enough for us to use for more than a month, so we must celebrate when we go back. One of the men, who appeared to be the leader, was half-crouching (because it was windy to stand up) and said to the men and women around him, "But here we have to pay tribute to our brothers and sisters who have died, without their sacrifices, we would not be alive!"

"Oh~" Several people sang mourning songs in low voices, looking at the direction of the previous battle and mourning in silence.

"Pale World ......"

"Pale Disaster ......"

"Cold World ......"

"Cold Heart ......"

"Let us stain the world red with blood......"

"Let us boil this heart ...... with blood"

"This will not be the end ...... of the world"

"This won't be the last drop of blood......"

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Jefferson was out of place here.

While others were resting, mourning, and discussing the harvest, what about Jefferson?

Just silently scrubbed the blade over and over again, without saying a word.

I didn't moan because of the wound on my body, and I didn't rejoice at the corpse of the transcendent tundra bear next to me.

Everything seems boring.

"Can you squeeze it?" a crisp voice came, causing the men to turn their heads to look at the comer at the same time, even Jefferson, who squinted his gaze slightly, looking at the two men.

There are only two people, and one is a little girl, what about adults?

Jefferson's heart fluctuated a little, but he still didn't say a word, what qualifications did he have to ask about other people's affairs?

Another man...... It must have been a man, and he looked very young and gentle—if it weren't for the corpse of the huge ice wildebeest he was carrying behind him, I am afraid everyone would have thought that these were two people who had accidentally fallen into trouble.

Jefferson's eyes were fixed, although the ice wildebeest could not beat the tundra bear, but it was faster, and the difficulty of hunting would only be higher, and the ice horn was a natural weapon, and with a little modification, it was a good spear, and the value was higher than that of the tundra bear.

It doesn't seem to be an ordinary person......

Jefferson shook his head, what does it have to do with me.

The man and the girl made it to the fire, and I don't know if it was deliberate or because Jefferson's side was slightly wider, and the two of them sat to the right of the Juggernaut.

The man turned his head, looked at Jefferson and said:

"Do you know the end of this chapter? Come and collect it with me!"

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