On this day, the sky was obscured by dark clouds, and after lightning and thunder, it rained heavily.

The Cyclops family hurriedly hid in the windmill, huddled together, and whispered and roared, waiting for the rainstorm to pass.

Outside, all the bonfires were extinguished by the torrential rain, and the griffins were screaming restlessly, all of them were doused into soup chickens, close together, relying on each other's body temperature for warmth, and squeezing into the middle of the mission, looking for some security.

Fortunately, in such a rainstorm, even the ghouls' vision was greatly restricted, and the thunder flashed from time to time made it impossible for the ghouls to concentrate all.

Even so, there were still some ghouls who saw the griffin and cyclops and rushed forward excitedly.

It's okay for the Cyclops, there's only one entrance and exit.

These ghouls came in from here, just to deliver firewood to the Cyclops.

Truth be told, these cyclops were the ones who discovered the role of ghouls before humans.

Cyclops are able to eat raw, but if possible, they prefer to eat half-cooked roasted over a fire.

So, the ghoul was caught by them and brought to the fire to be roasted.

The ghoul's corpse then burned, undoubtedly causing the Cyclops to discover the flammability of the ghoul's body.

A ghoul broke into the windmill and was shot to death with a snap.

Then, Mother Cyclops took out two stones and collided with each other a few times, a few sparks burst out, some straw was ignited, and Mother Cyclops threw the meatloaf on the ground into the fire.

The three and a half large cyclops, who had been in a state of panic, quieted down, tried to avoid the entrance, crouched in the corner, and quietly looked at the fire in the middle.

On the other side, a group of griffons huddled together were chickens and dogs.

A ghoul broke into the crowd of griffins, and at first the griffons were blind and didn't notice until the ghoul bit a griffin's leg, and then the griffin howled, kicked it violently, and then a group of griffons began to tap dance......

At the top of the windmill, the huge windmill fan blades are still squeaking and turning, listening to the sound, it is like a moan on a hospital bed, which makes people worry that this huge fan blade will fall down at any time.

Angela looked indifferently at the slightly warm Cyclops family below, and her ring-wearing left hand was aimed downward.

Having experimented with the subtleties of the ring, it's time to give the brute force output a try.

The torrential rain poured in without warning, and the flames were directly extinguished by the panicked roar of the three and a half large cyclops.

A bolt of lightning fell on the windmill, and a white light shone brightly, illuminating the four huge pale faces.

Flames burned from the huge fan blades, and four cyclops roared wildly in the torrential rain that poured in like water dragons.

A violent roar came into my ears, accompanied by a thunderous sound, and the wall made of earth and stone shattered, followed by a cyclops giant who broke out in embarrassment and fell to the ground, and the ground trembled violently.

The corners of Angela's mouth twitched, damn it, play big.

After all, the real destructive power of water magic lies in the separation of water from other substances, in the instantaneous change of the three forms of water, and in the fortunate manipulation of water, and the violent operation method is not suitable for water source magic.

Therefore, she didn't expect this crude method of manipulating water to kill the cyclops, and it was very difficult to even hurt the cyclops, but she just wanted to experiment and play tricks on this family by the way, so that she could have a bottom of the weakness of the water source magic in her heart.

As a result, they didn't expect that this group of cyclops was so afraid of water, which caused them to go crazy, and now it seems that this windmill is likely to be dismantled.

There were several loud bangs, and the furious mother of the cyclops swung a huge stone hammer and slammed it into the wall, the thick wooden pole broke, and the wall added another hole with a thud.

The sound of the downpour drowned out the clattering sound of the walls, and in the firelight, the huge windmill fan blades toppled backwards, and in less than half a minute, the entire windmill was in ruins.

"Where's the cheat! This is. ”

Angela muttered to herself, shook her feet, and fell down.

When he raised his head, the wooden plank above his head smashed his head and face.

With a wry smile, I wanted to have some fun, but in the end I made a pit for myself.

Maybe it's tired, but the rain is gradually getting lighter.

The four Cyclops stood outside stupidly, soaking wet, staring at the burning windmill ruins with wide eyes, and then impatiently flailing their hands or feet to slap or kick the annoying ghouls out of the way.

The heavy rain passed, and the sky began to turn white.

The mother cyclops shivered and spat out a mouthful of white mist, she felt a chill, and a skeleton crawled up and slapped the broken ice off her body.

At some point, the puddles on the ground had frozen, while the other relatively dry places had a thick layer of frost.

Because of the region, it is generally colder than the south, so the weather changes differently.

The three and a half large cyclops also sneezed and snotted and crawled up, and it seemed that the weather had frozen them to death.

A few giants rumbled towards their camp, where I could keep warm with the fur they had collected.

And their camp, the ground was a mess, full of broken flesh, bones and feathers, and the seven griffons saw the arrival of the four cyclops, and hurriedly ran up, and roared in a low voice.

The griffons had been even more embarrassed than the giants the previous night, and the ghouls had been attacking them, leaving them covered in wounds, and the cold at dawn had nearly frozen them.

And the bones on the ground were left behind by the ghouls who attacked them.

Ghouls are unlikely to cause death to griffins, but it's annoying to be able to endure those ghouls!

It's like a mosquito in summer, it's annoying.

After a long time, a large bonfire was lit again, and the cyclops and griffons surrounded it, baking their stiff bodies with the flames.

At the collapsed windmill, a cloud of rubble was pushed away by a weakened Angela.

At that dangerous moment yesterday, she had an idea and died again.

Not only did he not rush to leave, but he manipulated the water in his body, greatly increased his strength, and forcibly opened up a space in it with brute force.

However, the result was severe dehydration and extensive burns to her body, which took a heavy toll on her.

It's also thanks to Angela that because she is William's daughter and has eaten dragon meat, this body is extremely heat-resistant, so she won't be scalded to death.

Angela doesn't regret it, though, because she found a new use for the ring.

Whether it is severe dehydration or a large number of muscles and skin burns, it is because of improper operation, and I believe that after proficiency, this kind of thing will not happen.

"It's finally out!"

Angela brushed the dust off her body and sneezed.

He took out a breath of white air in his palm, rubbed his hands vigorously, stomped his feet, and brought his stiff body back to life: "This damn weather, it's really cold!" ”