"Poof!"

The blade sliced through the Weasel King's sturdy back, like a plowshare hoeing the ground, ripping off the flesh on both sides.

The Weasel King turned from a roar to a scream, and his body was crushed by the blow, and a little blood burst out.

With one blow, Sophie withdrew her scimitar and, with the help of the leisurely swing of the rope, drew a graceful arc in mid-air, like the tallest dancer. She swung around and swung back to the Weasel King, this time simply clasping the rope with her feet, freeing her hands to hold the knife together, greatly increasing the strength of her grip.

"Poof!"

Another muffled sound, another ball of blood. The Weasel King's body, which was comparable to that of a tiger, was torn apart, and the new wound crossed over with the previous wound, forming a red cross.

The Air Dancer is a combination of a series of attacks, not just a single sword, and after a single blow, there are many more moves ready to go!

With the help of the rope, Sophie swirled back and forth in mid-air, circling around the Weasel King, swinging her scimitar whenever the two sides approached, leaving one shocking wound after another on the Weasel King's body.

The Weasel King was beaten to the point where he was powerless, and his mouth screamed incessantly. It tried to fight back, swinging its claws at Shafi a few times, but it couldn't hurt Shafi flying around in the sky. When it arrived, it was forced to flee and jumped to the other side.

However, just as the Weasel King's claws were off the ground, Shafi, who was holding the rope, suddenly swung onto its back and stabbed the scimitar in her hand at its neck!

The blade pierced through the flesh and penetrated more than a dozen centimeters deep, inflicting fatal damage.

Sophie drew her scimitar, loosened the rope, leaned back, her waist drawing a graceful curve, and jumped deftly behind her.

A large amount of blood poured out of the Weasel King's neck, like a blood-colored fountain, and the blood stained his hair red, and it also stained the earth. It made a strange sound in its throat, as if something was stuck in its throat, and the only remaining right eye flashed with pain, and its large claws staggered a few steps, no longer able to support the weight of its body, and fell to one side.

At the same time as the Weasel King fell, the system prompt sound in An Rui's mind also sounded.

[Hint: You teamed up with others to defeat a level 7 Weasel King, gained 30 experience points, and successfully upgraded to a level 4 Dragon Warrior, with +4 Attack, +3 Defense, +4 Stamina, and learned the new skill "Deterrent Dragon Roar".] 】

A new force sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, running along the muscles and bloodlines, causing Anrui to grow and transform, giving birth to an unprecedented sense of fullness.

An old memory poured into Anrui's mind, merging with his old memories and teaching him a new skill.

Deterrent Dragon Roar!

This is not a combat skill, but a dragon roar method, or a method of casting dragon magic.

The dragon's roar is magical, with the power to burn the heavens and the earth. As soon as the dragon roars, all living beings will tremble and surrender to it!

There are many kinds of dragon roars, with different effects, some dragon roars can breathe blazing flames, some dragon roars can freeze thousands of miles, some dragon roars can turn rivers and seas, and some dragon roars can call wind and rain.

The Deterrent Dragon's Roar is the most basic of the many dragon roars, and it has a deterrent effect that can make people who hear it fearful.

The dragon warriors are all descendants of dragons, and their bodies have noble and powerful dragon blood flowing in their bodies, which can simulate the sound of dragon roars and even release corresponding magic effects. Although the dragon roar emitted by the dragon warrior is far less than that of a real dragon, it is also a fairly powerful force, and its effect can sometimes even exceed that of a wizard's magic.

Deterrent Dragon's Roar:

Description: Using a human throat to simulate the roar of a dragon, and to implement psychological deterrence on the selected target, the deterrent effect depends on the level of the attacker. For low-level objects, the effect of the dragon's roar will be very significant, and for objects of the same level or even higher level, the effect will be greatly reduced or even ineffective.

Skill type: active skill, can be attacked alone, can be attacked in groups.

Specific Weapons: None.

Deterrence Level: Level 4.

Stamina: 5.

An Rui hurriedly glanced at the system prompts and skill introductions in his mind, and a strong sense of excitement welled up in his heart. Working together with Sha Fei and others to kill the Weasel King, he finally helped him gain enough experience points, and he went one step further, advancing to become a level 4 dragon warrior, and also learned the new skill of deterring dragon roar.

He is well aware of the power of the skill of deterring dragon roar, with this skill, he can almost be invincible when fighting opponents of the same level, as long as he shouts at the top of his throat, he can scare the opponent into a soul.

Fear has a great impact on people, and if a person has fear in battle, he will definitely mess up and be full of loopholes, which will lead to a significant decline in strength.

If you face an opponent with a lower level than yourself, the Deterrent Dragon Roar is even more domineering, and you can directly scare the opponent down!

"Yes, yes, this time I finally didn't work in vain, and I was promoted to a level. If Berego had been a man of his word and had given me the Ring of Hawkeye, the benefits would have been even greater this time. An Rui nodded secretly, weighed the gains and losses of this battle, and found that no matter how he calculated, it was his own bargain.

Not far away, Shafi saw the Weasel King lying in a pool of blood, so she cautiously walked over, raised her booted foot, and kicked the Weasel King's body a few times.

The Weasel King was unresponsive and lifeless.

"Great! The Weasel King was killed by me! Shafi cried out with joy on her face.

Hearing this good news, Berego and the others all breathed a sigh of relief, and the nerves that had been tense were finally eased slightly.

"Hooray, thank you to the god of adventure for helping us survive this catastrophe." The bearded man raised his shield in his hand and cheered.

"It's so dangerous today, I thought I was going to die today." The spear-wielding adventurer wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Don't rejoice too soon, the battle isn't over yet." Berego's furrowed brow was not furrowed, but still locked, and he glared around, and said in a deep voice, "The Weasel King's roar has spread all around, attracting many small Weasels, they must be running this way, and we can only relax if we have them all cleaned up." ”

"Don't worry, I'll leave them all to me, and I'll be able to clean them all up with a single throat." An Rui patted his chest and took over this important task. He'd just learned how to deter dragon roars, and he was just in time to test his might with the weasel that came over.

"Now is not the time to joke." Berego frowned and glanced at Anrui, taking the latter's words as a joke.

"Elven archer, I'm not kidding, you'll know soon." An Rui smiled confidently, lowered his right sword-wielding hand, and looked around.

To the west, there was a faint sound of hurried running, and a weasel broke through the fog, jumped onto the branch, and roared at An Rui and the others. It was apparently summoned by Weasel King's previous roar.

There were more running sounds approaching around him, and there were quite a few of them, at least more than ten.

An Rui identified the approximate location of the weasel around him, slowly opened his mouth, and shouted out according to the scale he remembered in his mind, positioning and striking at the surrounding weasels.

"Ah! Cloth! Da! Ha! ”

The four scales were like four thunderous sounds, exploding from An Rui's lips, forming a sound fluctuation visible to the naked eye, spreading out towards the surroundings. The fog was washed away and lightened considerably, and the trees were shaken and many of their dry leaves were dropped.

The four scales are the language of the dragon, and they contain a powerful magic, which, if translated, means: tremble! Mortal!

The sound traveled extremely fast, quickly burrowing into the ears of the surrounding weasels, like a merciless sledgehammer, striking their eardrums and hearts. A fear from the depths of their souls came out of their hearts, like a big hand, gripping their weak hearts.

This fear was brought about by the dragons, who seemed to see a gigantic dragon standing in front of them, its proud head lowered, and its scarlet eyes staring at them. The huge dragon claws fell, trampling them underneath like mountain peaks, and ** mercilessly. Then came the dragon's bloody mouth, swallowing them down, their tiny bodies turning into blood foam between the bite of the dragon's teeth.

Fear!

Boundless fear!

With their weak strength, how could they be the match of a dragon?

The weasel that was still roaring just now fell from the branches, choking with fear in its mouth, trembling all over, and looking at An Rui's eyes as if he had seen a living dragon. It turned its head and trembled as it fled into the forest, not daring to linger any longer.

The other Weasels did the same, and they all fled.

The restless woods gradually returned to peace.

But the hearts of the Berego people could not calm down, but set off wave after wave. They witnessed the whole process of Anrui scaring away the weasel group with a roar, and their hearts were so shocked that they could hardly believe their eyes.

"Why are you roaring so loudly? It sounded like thunder, and my ears were all hurting. The bearded man glared at Anrui and muttered incredulously.

"This is my innate ability, which can be used to scare people, and people or monsters who are weaker than me will be scared away at once when they hear it." An Rui shrugged his shoulders and explained.

"Then why didn't you scare the Weasel King away with this roar just now?"

"The Weasel King is too big to scare away, even if I shout at my throat, it's useless." Anrui said and looked at Bereg, teasing, "Well, Elven Archer, you know now that I wasn't joking, right?" ”

Berego pursed his lips and didn't say anything, his face looking a little ugly.

An Rui smiled, didn't say anything to embarrass Bereg, and pointed in the direction where the Weasel King's corpse was: "The surrounding Weasel should have been scared away, let's go over and see the Weasel King's corpse." Later we will disassemble its corpse, and the skull will be mine, and the rest will be yours. ”