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Regarding the questions about these chapters, I just want to try the way to write 'ambiguous'. Since some readers said that it was too watery, then I won't write the text in the future. Try to write something and put it in the group!

"That thing! Are you sure you want to be involved? Miss Freya looked at Barrett with a slight mockery, "With your strength before you have stepped into the red iron rank, it's too early to help me!" ”

"Even if I can't help in a head-to-head duel, can't I still beat the side drum on the side?" Barrett said very sincerely, "Your 'Star and Moon Cross' circus looks good, though. But there are actually not many combat power that can be used! Isn't it good to run multiple errands in this case? ”

"Do you think that the only force under my command is such a circus?" Ms. Freya' stared straight at Barrett with an eerie smile on her face.

Barrett was stunned for a moment, then immediately came back to his senses. In this world, the strength of the individual and the power at his disposal are complementary to each other. The weak seek refuge from the strong and the strong, and the strong also need manpower to help them deal with the bits and pieces of the surrounding things - a person's energy is limited, and it is unrealistic to do everything.

Even the 'lone rangers' in the bard's story really have some beautiful deeds that don't have a backing organization. It's just that, like Ms. Freya, they don't show that side of themselves on the table.

"But in the Pamir desert, your men have raised that group. There are not many attackers with the strength of the red iron rank! Barrett straightened his back with confidence.

After such a long period of piecemeal. Barrett can already confirm the basic situation of the current Pamir Desert professionals. Although it is better than when I came during the closed beta. But the good thing is that the resources of desert areas are always limited compared to those with fertile soil, and it is not easy to feed people. And a small population base will naturally affect the high-end combat power above. Although hardships and hardships are very tempering, the lack of materials is even more likely to block the road to progress.

According to Barrett's judgment, most of the organizations under the table controlled by Ms. Freya could have more than 10 people with the combat power of the Red Iron Rank and above. No matter how much money is provided for them, the organization is basically unable to hide its relationship with Ms. Freya.

Moreover, the special geographical environment of the Pamir Desert makes light warriors armed with scimitars everywhere, and sharpshooters who can wear through the sun at a hundred paces are easy to find. However, the number of hoplites in iron armor may not be greater than that of the caster. And once you face a strong enemy. The task of attacking the fortified will have to be led by the hoplites. This is also one of the confidence that Barrett just dared to speak.

"Before you advance, you have the combat power of the red iron rank?" Ms. Freya looked Barrett up and down with a little curiosity, "I can't tell you're anything special except that you're bigger!" ”

"I'm still a little confident in that, Ms. Freya, you can give it a try?" Barrett stepped forward and grabbed his scabbard.

"Confidence in this?" Lady Freya, who said this, gently slid the back of her hand over her chin, and her pupils flowed: "In other words, you don't seem to have enough confidence in the condition I mentioned earlier. ”

Suddenly, Barrett found himself being cornered by Ms. Freya, and no man was willing to admit it. But how to reply is another matter of skill. If the joyful female bodhisattva in front of him follows the words, Barrett, who has become a laughing stock, will have nowhere to reason.

After quickly going through several possible scenarios in his mind, Barrett said with a stern face: "That aspect has nothing to do with the purpose of my visit. And I don't want to be perceived as eating soft rice. ”

"Since you can't see how hard you are underneath the kid, let's try how hard your kung fu is!" As soon as the words fell, I saw Ms. Freya' wave her small hand. Barrett felt a dull pain in his brow.

There was no streamer, no sound, and the danger in the dim light of the Shadow Tent was far more deadly than the sharp sound of breaking through the air. Suddenly, like mercury, a band of light wrapped itself tightly around Barrett. Then there was a crisp sound of "Jingle", and a black shadow appeared above the streamer and was directly bounced out.

Defending and not attacking is not Barrett's style. Moreover, Lady Freya had just said that she had more mastery of the Stone Dragons than anyone else in the Boreham family. With such a strong fighting ability, Barrett doesn't have to worry about hurting the other party at all - there is a prehistoric beast hidden under the petite girl in front of him, and the only thing Barrett needs to care about now is that he can survive a few moves.

After intercepting Ms. Freya's attack, the silver sling in Barrett's hand instantly regained the original appearance of the Mo knife and pulled out a burst of air. At the same time, Lady Freya tiptoed on her toes and stepped back ghostly as she had come. Barrett, meanwhile, felt a tingling sensation in the back of his head this time.

Under the creation of the 'Steel Soul Stream', Barrett's spirit is like a finely crafted weapon. While the other warriors may rely on their muscles, Barrett knows that mental training, martial arts training, and a strong physical combination are invincible. In the invisible and inaudible situation in front of him, a sharp battle instinct or sixth sense was Barrett's only reliance on this uncertain attack.

Barrett, who pounced directly before, immediately turned into a rolling gourd, and Barrett, who dodged the attack from behind, took advantage of the situation to close the distance between him and Ms. Freya, and then flew up with the tip of his elbow touching the ground. In contrast to the opponent's woodpecker-like precision strikes, Barrett responded with a stormy attack.

If it's still a mission during the closed beta, Barrett can meet the 'girl' in front of him. However, the number of characters and abilities now strictly restrict Barrett's play. He can only use this method that approximates the wide network. to add a little more threat. But Barrett also had an eye on it. There are several more threatening tricks hidden in the sword light like a peacock opening the screen.

"Sonorous! Sonorous! After a series of metal clashes, Barrett could see what kind of blade Ms. Freya was wielding - it was an unusually strange light weapon, the metal blade was about six inches long, and it looked very much like an eagle's claws. There is a 1/4 round curved blade on top of this claw, and the blade is very sharp on the inside and outside.

The talon has a smooth handle with a small hole at the end, and behind the small mouth is a strong chain. At the end of the chain is an alternative handle with a hole in the center that can be passed through a finger. Ms. Freya's middle and index fingers were deeply embedded in them.

This is a very rare 'xenomorph weapon', and it is also called a Qimen weapon in the Eastern Continent. In a word, in the hands of those who use it well, these weapons can cause great trouble for their opponents with their strange attacks. And in the hands of others, these weapons are more likely to hurt themselves if they are not careful.

As for why Barrett hadn't been able to see this weapon before. He pondered that in addition to the superb control skills of Ms. Freya and the light and video in this tent, what was more important was that the 'dancing girl' in front of him used methods such as illusion - she had confessed that she was good at magic before, and she would never give up not using it.

Compared with Barrett, who didn't dare to be distracted by his enemies, Ms. Freya's watch was much easier. She waved her arms and turned her wrists to deal with Barrett with the over-control of the Qimen weapon, and at the same time said with a coquettish smile: "I didn't expect that there would be such an outstanding junior as you in the Boreham family!" I finally understand what the dead ghost sent you here......"

This series of words was like a magic sound pouring into Barrett's ears, if it weren't for the mental concentration and martial arts cultivation that made Barrett's spirit as strong as an iron wall, he would have been defeated in this sonic offensive. But even then, Barrett found himself feeling increasingly constrained in his movements. It's like having an empty body of strength that hits the cotton at that time.

"Crackle! Smack! The sparks of the oil lamps in the tent made such a sound. With the movement of the knife, the man once again cleared Barrett of the xenomorph weapon. He frowned and looked at the small gap left on the Mo knife. The blade used by Lady Freya was anything but ordinary, and the refined enchanted Mo knife in Barrett's hand was completely defeated in its collision.

It's not just a battle of weapons. In the confrontation between the two, Barrett has also fallen into a situation where he can only parry and has no power to fight back. On the surface, he still remained calm, and a flame was burning in his heart: "If I can still use force field control, thunder blade, even if I have a jade pillar golden body, I will take her down." ’

However, just as Barrett felt a little unbearable, Ms. Freya summoned her little hand, and the valve weapon disappeared into the void, as if it had never appeared. She stared at Barrett with her hands on her chest and said, "It's okay! Then you'll be in the circus for a few days, and when the show is over, you'll join the action. ”

"No problem, but I'd like to ask Ms. Freya what the weapon you used was before." Barrett, who had also withdrawn his weapon, asked, staring at the empty palm.

Ms. Freya' flicked her wrist, and the original disappeared xenomorph weapon appeared out of thin air, and the weighty 6-inch blade fell steadily into the delicate palm of the hand: "Are you just interested in this thing?" Then I don't know if you've heard of the real 'sandmen'. This is not what the guys out there call desert dwellers, but 'sand people' in the true sense of the word. ”

"Sandmen?" Barrett was stunned for a moment, then seemed to think of something. The so-called sandfolk are humanoids who have been physically adapted to life under the desert Gobi Desert, and according to legend, they look like humans but have smooth skin that is rusty red. And the unique ability allows their skin to glow as if there is a fire in them.

However, even during the closed beta, Barrett himself did not see the Sandman once. Because under the billowing yellow sand are the families and communities of the sand people, and in some areas with water sources, there are even rumors of cities under the sand. It is said that there are vents inside the houses to ensure air circulation. There is a "sand lock" device on the floor of the house, which makes it convenient for the sand people to enter and exit the house without disturbing the balance between the air and sand layer in the house, which can avoid the collection of sand in the house.

In short, this is a very peculiar race, if it weren't for the fact that there are some extremely valuable and exquisite sand sculptures on the market. Barrett also thought that such a people was only in the story of zài.

"The national weapon of the sandmen?" Barrett looked at the claw-like blade and touched his chin, "Ms. Freya, the target of our operation this time will not be the group of inhabitants under the sand with unclean hands and feet! ”

"Unfortunately, what we need to do is solve a big problem for them." Speaking of which, Ms. Freya recycled her weapon, "Of course you said those guys didn't have clean hands and feet. In fact, the reason why this happened to me was the trouble caused by a sandfolk loiter. ”

"Then why did you accept this matter, it seems that even if it can't be solved temporarily, you will always hold it in your hand." Barrett spoke, feeling a little puzzled.

"Who let those 'sandworms' have what I want!" Speaking of this, Ms. Freya smiled, "And it's my own will to deal with the guys, otherwise it would have been easier to snatch things from those 'sandworms' before." ”

"Why do I listen, I always feel like I've fallen into a trap this time." Barrett asked with some humility, "Can you tell me first, what is the goal this time?" ”

"Wasteland Walkers, I don't know if you've heard of it? I'm going to deal with its final form, the Drought Lich! "As Ms. Freya spoke, the candlelit braziers around her lit up, as if something was being activated to ward off a possible spell of speech.

Hearing this, Barrett let out an exclamation: "It's actually a drought lich? Those 'sandmen' aren't going to steal any of that guy's five cans of Canopik! ”

"Huh! Scold! Not one, but two canisters of Canopik. So you should understand why those 'sandworms' are asking me to come here! "Lady Freya said proudly, "If they don't get rid of that drought lich, they won't be able to hide themselves." (To be continued......)