Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Frog Cow

PS: Celebration Drunk Shrimp rolled down the stairs from the stairs at about 9:00 am on March 2, 2014, and now has a fractured right shoulder, and returned to the rented house from the hospital at 11:35 p.m.

The explosion stopped, only the wood fragments still emitted a little firelight, the whole room was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder, and the only two stone pillars that were lit next to the third iron door as lighting were gone, and now it was really pitch black and missing.

Zhao Long is now embedded in the wall, the position of the wall is ten centimeters, and he is coughing desperately with blood in the corner of his mouth, and black smoke will be spewed out of his mouth every time he coughs.

After resting for a while, Zhao Long hurriedly got down from the wall and ran back to the first room, no way, the room was too choking, and the poisonous black smoke made his eyes hurt and kept crying.

The cooking pot was gone, Zhao Long, who thought he was unlucky, took out a spare one and continued to make up the dinner, while the water in the pot was not yet boiling, he held his breath and rushed to the explosion point just now, and after breaking the iron door into the third room, he desperately ran back to the first room to block the door.

"Grandma, you monsters let you taste these poisonous gases too." Zhao Long, who was breathing heavily in the first room, thought.

The monsters in the third room, such as the White Bone Archer, the Death Clan, the Dark Rog, and the Little Devil, were dizzy by the sudden explosion just now, and when the explosion stopped, the other monsters except the White Bone Archer smelled a pungent smell.

Unable to stand it, they rushed to the door to the fourth room, and because of their panic, they broke the lock and couldn't open it, and tragically rushed to the door where they could go to the first room......

Thirty or so bone archers looked at their brothers and sisters stupidly, screaming, one running this way, the other running that way.

At the end of the day, it found that its siblings had gone from running energetically at the beginning to now falling to the ground foaming at the mouth and twitching on their limbs.

The bone archers desperately went up and shook their brothers and sisters to get them to stand up and join them in seeking revenge on that hateful human.

They shook for a long time, only to find that it had no effect at all.

Zhao Long, who heard the screams of monsters through the iron gate, was swept away by the frustration of the bombing.

"Not bad, not bad." Knowing the power of these poisonous smokes, he gloated and nodded to himself.

After the monster's screams stopped for a long time, Zhao Long, who had eaten and drunk, decided to leave, and before leaving, he walked around the room with torches, and put the first room with a skull pattern and three wooden barrels containing gunpowder and three wooden chests with explosives into the inventory.

Secretly pushed the door into the second room open a small gap, and only after smelling a faint smell of gunpowder from the crack in the door did Zhao Long fully open it.

"Burning the Plains", Zhao Long saw the unconscious monsters all over the ground and the dozens of white bone archers who were still standing next to them stupidly.

After easily killing all the monsters, Zhao Long would walk around every room he entered, and then take all the barrels and boxes he saw containing gunpowder and explosives for himself.

Gradually, he made a pattern: the barrels and crates containing the good things were placed in the corners, which made him excited.

After discovering the pattern, every time Zhao Long opened the iron door, he first descended on a sea of trees in the middle of the room, and then ignited the trees that grew in a burning plain, and the dark room could be seen clearly in an instant.

Under the light of the fire, the monsters had nothing to hide and began to suffer, and Zhao Long, who was not afraid that there would be another trap, began his devil to enter the village to experience.

"Bone Mage? There are four colors, which is really beautiful. Hey? There are also three BOOS, hahaha, I sent it. "Having a boss means that there is a little better equipment to be baked again, Zhao Long, who has not seen BOOS appear for a long time and dodge the attack, smiled excitedly and crooked his mouth.

"Dear, I'm here, you have to be obedient." Zhao Long twisted his ass coquettishly.

"It's been a month since we arrived at the barracks, and the fact that it hasn't brightened here means that Elder Long hasn't killed the blacksmith yet, and we're going to increase the speed on the premise of being careful." Kuhl said to everyone, looking at the map.

"Okay, let's see Elder Long's surprised look when he saw that we had slaughtered the blacksmith first." Everyone answered expectantly.

"Yes, I don't believe that so many of us will catch up with Brother Long." Alexia's voice surpassed everyone's.

"Ding, ding, ding" When Zhao Long heard a loud sound of striking iron in the three rooms, he felt that he took out the map and looked at it, and sure enough, the location of the blacksmith was in front of him.

Quietly pushing the door, Zhao Long, who was sneaky with cat steps, walked into the blacksmith's room.

Zhao Long, who had just entered the door and held his breath, saw a large stove, a tall figure sitting in the distance, and little monsters who didn't know what they were doing.

A blazing fire burned in the furnace, illuminating the entire square room.

"What a big room, at least more than 400 square meters." Zhao Long by the door saw the structure of the room clearly with the help of the firelight.

Zhao Long, who was lurking in, saw it clearly.

Six Dark Rogers were pulling the bellows together, a dozen little devils were adding wood to the furnace, a few Dead were sweating profusely and carrying water into a water tank next to the stove, and the little demon wizards were helping a seated monster pinch his hands and beat his back.

Identification.

A blacksmith who sold his soul

Attributes: Particularly strong and proficient in martial arts

Attack: Surprise Roundabout Combo

Underneath is a rectangular red frame.

"Moo~~" was sensed by the blacksmith who used Zhao Long to identify the scroll, it screamed, picked up the hammer next to it, stood up and looked around, and the other monsters also began to put down their work and look around.

Zhao Long had just seen the monster's information clearly, and was still wondering what the rectangular red frame that appeared was when he heard a deafening cry, and then he could also see the blacksmith's appearance clearly.

At least four meters tall, the stout figure of the two barbarians combined, dark blue skin all over the body, bull frog hands and feet, and a large golden iron hammer in the right frog hand.

"The hammer was lost by Chasi, and I don't know if it was picked up in it." Zhao Long looked at the hammer in the blacksmith's hand and thought.

The blacksmith who walked and made strange noises smelled the scent of a human being as he stepped out of the furnace.

Seeing the blacksmith Zhao Long, who was getting deeper and deeper, couldn't hide, he decided to strike first.

"Wing Chun's Seventy-Seven Consecutive Strikes", Zhao Long suddenly appeared in front of the blacksmith and attacked.

Zhao Long, who jumped up to attack, his fists and feet "crackled" from the chest of the monster in front of him in the speed at which the phantom appeared.

A few seconds later, Zhao Long, who had finished playing a set of Wing Chun combos, smelled a foul smell, and he looked up and was stunned.

Zhao Long saw that the blacksmith was looking at him with his head down, red bull's eyes, and his nose was "sneering" outward.

The blacksmith patted his chest with the frog hand on his left, then shook the bull's head and put the frog hand together in disdain, and gave an international gesture to the human who was ten meters away: the middle finger.

"You can't be killed, you low-level monster dare to despise me! , I'm going to kill you and whip the corpse" Zhao Long was furious, and he let out a wolf howl and rushed forward.

Seeing the humans rushing towards him, the blacksmith straightened up, raised his hands to hold the hammer firmly, and then quickly bent down and slammed it to the ground.

"Jump", a pit half a meter deep appeared.

The sound of "click~click~" came from the edge of the pit, and the stones on the ground were cracking rapidly.

An invisible shockwave attacked all around, and all the monsters next to them were shocked to the ground and fell unconscious, and the little devil with little blood hung up directly.

The sprinting Zhao Longzhi Dao couldn't dodge this sonic attack, and he took advantage of the momentum to jump up and kick a heart-piercing leg to the throat of the blacksmith who had just stood upright.

The ancients: Impulse is the devil.

Zhao Long thought that the big blacksmith would be insensitive enough, so he was in another tragedy.