I don't know how many meters underground, and the bright "sun" hangs in the center, shining on the city.

“da la beng ba！”

Minion Klin's boots stepped on a delicate house, and the white roof was suddenly stained with dirt from the boots, and it became a little dirty.

But the owner of the house was not annoyed by this, but also raised an ear of wheat in his hand with the Minion Clint in excitement, and shouted loudly at the sky.

“da la beng ba！”

Minion Clint looked at the miniature city at his feet and nodded thoughtfully.

"Hamster of City, ko la!" the Minion Clint shouted to get into action, and the petite hamsters below immediately went into action, and the whole mini-city seemed to be surging with a furry wave, becoming tense and busy.

Spartacus, an underground mini city that has guarded the Laneige continent for countless years, was attacked by unknown creatures a few days ago and suffered heavy losses, dozens of hamsters were frozen into ice sculptures by the inexplicable cold, and the entire Spartak was also condensed into ice sculptures.

Seeing that the whole of Spartak was about to fall, Minion Kling descended on Spartak in a wave of lilac teleportation spells.

Of course, the Minion who had just landed didn't know what was going on, all it knew was that it was cold, very cold.

After realizing that holding himself with two thin hands was not enough to protect him from the cold, Minion Clint scratched his head a little embarrassedly and smirked.

Living in the Arctic has given it some resistance to the cold.

However, it does not mean that you can accept the temperature that can directly freeze a living creature into an ice sculpture.

I took out the cold beam gun from nowhere, and laboriously turned on a switch with my hand, readjusted the power, and connected it to another circuit, so that the cold beam gun became ...... Flamespray guns!

In the midst of the wicked and insolent laughter of the Minion Klin, the flames covered the sky, melting the snow and the bitter cold, correcting the temperature of Spartacus again.

The hamster inhabitants of Spartak also poked their heads out of the house, and after they found the hero who saved the whole Spartak, they left the house and all flocked to the Minion Klin.

And the Minion Clint was a little overwhelmed by the tide, and almost activated the flamespray gun in his hand.

The leader of the hamsters, dressed in a white robe, respectfully came to the presence of the Minion Klin, reverently kneeling on his knees, holding a black gem on his two front paws.

In front of everyone's eyes, the Minion Clint twitched his brain, took the black gem from the hamster leader's hand, looked at it, and threw it into his mouth.

Crunch.

Amid the cheers of the inhabitants of Spartakus, the Minion Clint became the guardian of Spartak.

And now, what Minion Clint has to do is to destroy a black portal in the distance of Spartak, so that the ghost-like cold is completely gone, and Spartak is back on track.

In the past few days, due to the temperature, there has been a slight situation in the entire Laneige continent, but there should be no problem with this.

Spartacus, the leader of the hamsters, comforted himself like this, and prayed that nothing would happen to the entire Laneige continent by the way.

And this alien powerful creature has become the hero of Spartak, and the Minion Clint will also guard the Laneige continent with the hamsters in Spartak, and Spartacus thinks that the Minion Clint has known the meaning of the existence of the whole city, and it will not give up here.

Of course, this is just Spartacus' wishful thinking.

Minion Clint patted his head and remembered that his old size, Ragnaros, was gone.

It touched the flamespray gun in its hand, waiting for the signal from the hamsters.

Tear down the portal in the distance and go find the boss.

The chill came from above Spartak, and from the magic lantern that served as the light source of the sun, there was an extra black portal, and there were no strange creatures in it, just a shivering cold.

The hamsters climbed onto their rooftops and squeaked in a low voice, as if chanting an ancient incantation, as clumps of red bubbles emerged from them and slowly flew towards the black portal overhead.

"Squeak, squeak. Spartacus reminded Minion Clint that it was time to use its flamespray gun.

Minion Clint nodded, and using the flamespray gun in his hand, ignited the red bubbles.

The bubble shattered in an instant, and all the energy poured down on top of the black portal, and the white light engulfed the portal, making it impossible to see what was happening inside.

Minion Clint instinctively felt that something was wrong.

In its concept, as long as there is an explosion, if the light and smoke do not dissipate for a long time, then the attacked guy will definitely reappear in front of him unscathed.

It's like a law that can't be changed or questioned.

Immediately the mode was changed, the flamespray gun became a cold beam gun, adjusted to maximum power, and the light blue beam shot into the air.

The effect seems to be obvious, after being baked by the flamespray gun, the cold beam gun has been greatly exerted, hot expansion and contraction, cold and hot replacement, ice and fire.

The black portal turned into pieces of shattered stone and fell to the ground, smashing the houses of many hamsters.

The hamsters cheered and lifted the Minion Clint to celebrate their hero's return to Spartak.

But Minion Kling still felt that something was wrong, and he clearly saw a black light shoot out of the portal and burrow into the crevice of the dirt.

Cut the grass to remove the roots. Minion Clint remembers Gru's words all the time.

Minion Clint abruptly left the hamsters' flock, and under the blank gaze of the hamsters, he grabbed Spartacus, the hamster leader, and put it on his head.

“no die。 Minion Clint said solemnly to Spartacus, "We so lam ka, liwa mk aw ppi." ”

Spartacus looked at the serious eyes of the Minion Klin, and immediately understood what it meant.

Standing on the head of the Minion Klin, Spartacus ordered the operation of Spartacus, the city of hamsters, and asked a yellow pudding hamster to bring a bamboo stick from his house and put it on his back.

"Squeak, squeak!"

Spartak didn't tell the truth to the other hamsters, after all, the entire Laneige continent needs someone to protect it, and if there is turmoil in Spartak, then the consequences will be unimaginable.

Whispering to the Minion Klin, who was at his feet, he pointed to a narrow tunnel, indicating that he could get out from there.

Minion Clint scratched his head and realized that he couldn't get into the tunnel.

The little hand reached into the blue bib and pulled out a grenade.