"Ah!!!!!h

Barrett was caught off guard by the sudden and terrible screams behind him, and the sound waves rose higher and higher, slamming into his brain, causing him to fall to the ground unconscious.

Barrett's fall caused the little ghost to stop its piercing screams. She rushed down from mid-air in a panic, and came to the side of the brute at a rapid speed.

"What's wrong with you, big man, don't die!" the little ghost's hands subconsciously rested on Barrett's chest, and a biting cold woke him up from his coma.

He felt his heart go cold and almost stop beating, "Ahem, ahem, hands!" Barrett said reluctantly as she lay on the ground, motioning for the little ghost to take her hand away.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to. The little ghost's face was full of guilt, "Are you going to die, big uncle, are you going to be killed by Eve?"

"No, ahem, it's okay, ahem, for the time being, I can't die for the time being. "If you do that again, it's hard to say.

The little ghost's screaming attack was much stronger than that of the ghost named 'Pamela', and it also caught Barrett off guard, otherwise he wouldn't be so embarrassed right now.

Of course, on the one hand, it may be because of the accumulation and slumber in the 'resting place', which makes the little ghost stronger, and on the other hand, it is also because of the 'Dragon's Tail Ring' that Barrett wears on his hand, which makes the sonic screaming attack more damaging. In short, Barrett felt like his head was buzzing at this point, as if he had been hit directly in the back of the head by a battering cone.

Damn, it's good that I don't eat on my brain, Barrett lies on the ground and laughs at himself.

However, it is likely that the battle will continue at this time, "cough, small, be careful, around, enemies." He told the little ghost.

The little ghost obediently looked up and looked around, "this ......," she said timidly, "it seems that everyone has fallen." The big green-skinned man, the green-skinned little man, the little man on crutches, the big talking bird, and the good-looking big brother ......"

"...... "Good, well done!" What else can you say?

The brute, who had a very strong physique, recovered the time of four heartbeats on the ground, then gritted his teeth and rolled over, braced his arms on the ground, and the first one staggered to stand up from the ground.

"Phew, ahem, if you see a green-skinned guy trying to get up from the ground, touch his heart with your little hands, you know. Barrett said to the little ghosts around him, "Just like you did to me, but harder, ahem, harder." ”

"Mm-hmm, don't worry, Eve knows!" the little ghost nodded obediently and flew into the air again. She clenched her small fists in both hands, and looked down vigilantly at the large group of monsters that had fallen to the ground, watching as if any of the uneyed creatures dared to get up and taste her little fists.

Barrett stood there gasping for a few breaths before staggering towards the nearest orc.

The sword pierced the orc's heart, plunging it into an eternal slumber. Immediately afterwards, Barrett went to find a second one. As long as the orcs and trolls are wiped out, those little green-skinned goblins will not pose a threat.

The second orc was also quietly stabbed to death. As Barrett continued towards the third orc, he stumbled upon the goblins who seemed to have blood flowing from their eyes, noses, and ears along the way.

He crouched down and tried the pulse of the goblins next to him, and all of them were already hanging. Although he knew that the physique of a little guy like a goblin was very low, but such a large number of deaths at once still made him a little afraid of the attack power of the little ghost......

When Barrett plunged his sword into the heart of the third orc, the dying orc's eyes widened. Its hands clenched the sword that had pierced its heart with the last of its strength, and its eyes turned from furious to clear.

But instead of focusing on Barrett, the orc's eyes were staring into the unknown distance. Its head struggled to lift, and in orc language it uttered the only word, "Kagh!" and slammed into the ground, silent.

Run, if you can get out, who's going to talk nonsense with you in this place. Barrett shrugged his shoulders and drew his sword as he staggered his next target.

In the midst of a silent killing, one of the strongest trolls awoke. Its stubble body was about the same as Barrett's, but if it had to stand up straight, it would obviously be a lot taller than the brute.

The troll stood up from the ground with his head over his claws, his eyes closed, groggy as if he hadn't figured out what was going on. The little ghost flew down from mid-air, and in an instant it came to it.

The tall troll was like a hill in front of the little ghost. Frightened, she stretched out her little hand to the ugly monster in front of her and touched the troll's heart.

The translucent little hand came through his body and slammed into the troll's heart. The troll's eyes widened in suffocation, and he saw the tiny assailant in front of him.

It roared angrily, its huge claws clawing frantically at the little ghost with the sound of breaking through the air. But no matter how hard it scratched and swung violently, all the attacks were like slapping into the air, piercing the little ghost's spirit without hindrance.

The little ghost who was scared to stay in place, after discovering that the other party couldn't hurt him, came to his senses. "Ugly big bad guy. She pouted and yelled, "Let Eve beat you all down!"

The tall troll staggered two steps, his face terrified to get away from the little ghost. But the little ghost followed it until the troll fell to its knees as if suffocated, and Barrit's head was cut off with a sword. Green blood sprayed out like a fountain, and an abstract and vivid oil painting was painted on the ground full of withered leaves.

"How am I doing, big uncle?" the little ghost floated to the brute again and began to ask for credit.

"Very good!" Barrett said perfunctorily, "keep an eye out for the other monsters." ”

"Okay!" the little ghost flew into the air again, its serious little face carefully searching for its next prey.

However, even if the troll's head is cut off, it cannot be counted as real death, this creature's self-healing ability is extremely terrifying, and it will not be long before it will grow a new one. So, Barrett had to hurry up and kill all the orcs, gather all the trolls together, and burn them in one fire.

At this moment, Theodore, the dwarf mage, also woke up.

"Oh, my head, what just happened?" he muttered to himself, touching his head as he hung over a branch.

The previous coma caused the little mage to fall from the tree, but fortunately, in the process of falling, the robe on his body was grabbed by a thick branch "kindly", so as to avoid the risk of falling directly to the ground. And the bard next to him was not so lucky, looking at the big bag on his head, he knew that he would not wake up for a while.

Barrett stepped forward and lifted the little mage from the branch, "We'll talk about the details later, but help me set these trolls on fire." He said to Theodore, "If you can still cast spells." ”

"Oh, oh, okay. The dwarf mage was on the tree, his expression a little stunned. After a while, he began to chant the long incantation slowly.

......

When the last troll burned like a torch and fell to the ground with a wail, and gradually lost its voice, Barrett noticed that a locked treasure chest suddenly appeared on the ground not far away.

The treasure chest appeared in front of him out of thin air as if someone had thrown it out of the spatial ring. The oak chest is covered with gilded iron bars, and a delicate animal tooth lock hangs from the front of the chest.

The small lock is slashed open with a single sword, not so much as to seal it off, but to arouse curiosity about what is inside the box.

"The battle is over?" Phyllis the parrot flew from nowhere and landed on Barrit's shoulder, "What is that? a box? When did it appear?"

"Just now, when the last monster fell. Barrett looked at the parrot on his shoulder, "Are you alright?" he asked.

The parrot's whole body is messy, and two long tail feathers have been broken off on its tail, "Not good." "That terrible sound wave blew me through the dense canopy and hit a rock." It looked at its tail feathers with some sadness, "If that little girl is going to use this trick next time, please say it in advance." ”

"Ahem, this, I will definitely urge her severely. Barrett glared at the little ghost.

"Hee-hee, sorry. The little ghost stuck out his tongue beside him, and flew towards the treasure chest again, and put his little hand directly into the inside of the treasure chest, touching it curiously.

"And at the moment we have more important things to do than this weird treasure chest. The parrot spoke again.

"What's the matter?" Barrett asked.

"The helper in the maple tree. The parrot looked into the distance, "Hopefully he won't break his neck when he falls." ”

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