Silently turned his lips out, his throat constricted in fear. So much so that the air couldn't enter the lungs, which made Uncle Borg uncomfortable "Heh~!" Scold~! "Panting.

It wasn't until far away from the corpse and the attacking hedgehog orc, Borg's head, which was a little dizzy from lack of oxygen, that he realized what he had done!

He actually left his uncle behind like a coward!!

Remorse grew in Borg's chest like a poisonous sprout, so that his heart could not bear the impact of reality, and he flinched violently!

Helplessness, remorse, and annoyance afflicted Borg like a chronic illness. It wasn't until the mud-legged hunter appeared, and the ice serpent and the hedgehog orcs died tragically, that Uncle Borg's courage shrunk into his crotch rose again, as if he had seen a naked woman.

Borg vents, Rick accumulates.

scolded and even blamed the death of his uncle on the accident. One is a corpse, but the fingers are connected with more and more golden veins, and the color is getting darker and darker.

The saliva in the mouth cavity becomes hard and solidified due to prolonged exposure to air. Nervously venting, Borg felt the stickiness of his tongue and stopped the senseless act.

The tip of the tongue is pushed upwards and the lip flap is rolled.

"Boom!"

The sticky white saliva was nailed to the ground, the mouth cavity was dry and astringent, and the throat was a little thirsty.

The tendon-like features gradually relaxed, and Borg's undulating chest also calmed down. Inhale the cold air in your mouth and cool Borg's poisonous blood.

People are dead, and Borg has vented enough.

Borg, who had calmed down, quickly noticed something that shocked him.

"This is this!"

Large patches of golden yellow. A vein like a filament. Completely occupies the gap between the ice and the ground.

The rippling golden dust. It was like a miracle. Like a bird in a cage, those golden veins are gathered together, restrained with halos and fluctuations, quiet as silent streams.

Sensing it closely, Borg was even more surprised.

The golden veins were actually connected to the corpse hunter? Could it be that the other party is

Memories opened like a floodway, and the faces flashing through my mind kept overlapping with the young hunter in front of me, none of whom could match the number.

After only a moment's delay, the other party seemed to notice Borg's movements. Slowly propped himself up and stood up.

Young, even more youthful face than Borg.

The ridicule was pasted on his face, and Borg's mood that had just calmed down was like boiling water in a hot pot, boiling violently!

"Impossible! That's impossible!! ”

Contracted his trachea hard, making Borg's voice sharp. The slightly bulging eyeballs seem to be freed from the constraints of the eye sockets. The bloodshot pupils covered his eyes made him look a little scary.

Rick's palms drooped, his fingers bent inward, and the bowstring seemed to have a golden vein bursting with a little dust. The slow voice did not carry the slightest emotion: "Rock Fist Storm!" ”

Without even using his talent, five earthy yellow fists burrowed into the ground. Break out of the ground!!

"Boom~! Rumble~! ”

The Borg fell from the air like a twisted writhing stick.

"Smack!"

The secondary damage that landed made Borg unable to even beg for mercy. The sternum pierced into the internal organs, and blood foamed out of the throat. The eyeball finally broke away from the orbital constraints, connected to a few omentums and blood vessels, and hung on Borg's face.

The middle and index fingers are close together, and there is a rich earthy yellow glow on them. Knuckles are bent, and you can mention it fiercely!

"Suddenly!"

An arm-thick sharp earthen spike pierced from under Borg's body and pierced the heart of the Edward's genius.

Flicking his fingers, dissipating the mellow magic power on his fingers, Rick looked at Mr. Borg, his eyes were blank, like pinching a cockroach to death.

Edward has an old relationship with Rick, and speaking of which, he is the first wizard Rick officially knew.

But even if Edward himself is there, as long as he dares to do it, Rick will not be relentless!

Sacrifice, harvest a bronze mantra, integrate into the "hidden" mantra, and the breath is once again a little weaker.

The dark yellow flames faded, and the hum of thousands of people remained in my ears.

Not only has the brain domain been repaired, but it has even increased its volume and thickness a little.

The knuckles flexed inward into a fist, the flesh tightened, and Rick could see the tamped green tendons under the white skin. A spontaneous feeling of fullness, like spring rain washing Rick's soul.

He took a deep breath of cold air and let it stay in his lungs slightly, and a large piece of turbid gas mixed with the residue of the earth yellow element condensed into a column of air and spewed out.

After the last battle, especially the use of the thick earth coat of arms and the perception of detonating the natal stone orb, Rick's use of earth-based magic power has become more and more proficient.

The thought moved slightly, and the meager earth elemental in the air, like a summoned soldier, gathered neatly towards Rick's palm.

As Rick urged the mantra, several bands of earthy yellow light spread out from the ice beneath his feet.

The band of light is composed of countless earth elements, giving off a rich smell of earth chips. The fragrance of spring mud, the drying of summer soil

The eyelids closed slightly, and the whole world was suddenly replaced by a large area of earthy yellow and pulsation.

The palm of the palm flipped up, and a large piece of condensed yellow light foam continued to explode, blending into Rick's body surface.

The knuckles are bent inward, and the fingers feel a sense of fullness. Gradually, a large amount of yellowish dust leaked out from between the fingers, like crumbs of biscuits that had been crushed, flying one after another.

"Smack"

The ball of light in the palm of his hand exploded, scattering into countless waves of light dust and spreading.

Rick's vision gradually opened, and the transparent bright yellow light pattern replaced the role of the lens, bringing Rick a new experience.

"Huh?!"

The bright yellow light streaks that Rick perceived trembled, and suddenly converged in one direction.

As Rick focused his attention in that direction, a large number of familiar shadows appeared in Rick's consciousness.

The corners of his eyes moved, and Rick quickly opened his eyes, and his joint muscles drove his legs, and his figure flashed out.

Flashed out of the cave, the cold white world was like a white veil, and there was still a slight smell of cold frost in the air after the blizzard. The soles of the feet kicked on the ground, making a rapid sound of stepping on the snow. The knee-high snow is like cotton that hinders the progress, and every time you move your legs, you need to spend more than twice as much energy and effort as usual.

The earthy yellow color covered Rick's body like splinters, and the thick stone skin gave him a heavy sense of security. In the bright yellow pupils, there was a slightly complicated look.

Lower your body so that most of your body is buried in the snow. Rick looked at the frost mist that appeared at the limit of his line of sight, and his expression gradually tensed like a bowstring.

Even if he couldn't see the outline clearly from a long distance, Rick was sure that he wouldn't mistake these old fellows hiding in the frost and mist. (To be continued......)