The blow of Mondo's complete rage was aimed at Millga's back. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The canyon was empty, and the only living person in front of him was the Shadow Master Millgah. After the orcs are killed and completely control their minds, if there is still an enemy in front of them, it will be a disaster for the enemy, and if the enemy is killed, they are likely to aim their butcher knives at their comrades regardless of whether they are friends or enemies.

Mondo's battle axe, like a thunderbolt, drove a sharp sound of breaking the sky, and slashed directly at the back of Mirega's head.

In his mind that was lost by the murderous aura, this black magic tree would definitely break in response, so as to perfectly vent the power of the madness in his body.

"Boom!"

The broad blade of the axe almost slashed into Millgah's neck, but his figure suddenly vanished into thin air, as if it had never been seen before. The tomahawk suddenly slashed into the air, and with the inertia, it slashed into the ground at once, slashing a huge gap in the frozen ground.

Mondo lifted his bloody eyes and saw the Wind Blade and the Black Storm Spirit on the rampage. After Milgar vanished, he was suddenly in the middle of the magical battlefield, facing the endless wind blades alone. Instinctively sensing the danger, he swung his tomahawk like a wheel, smashing the wind blades one by one.

After Mondo's complete rage, his strength and defense increased dramatically, however, in the face of the Storm Spirit's sword mountain and sword sea, he was instantly scarred all over his body, and he could be swallowed by the storm at any time.

At this moment, Milgar appeared behind the Storm Spirit, and the elite battle axe slashed through the center of the storm like a meteor, splitting one in two.

The wind blade raging in the canyon suddenly collapsed in half.

Ordinary elemental creatures do not have strong vitality, and as long as they can get close, they can easily cause fatal injuries. Being approached by orc heroes, for any strong person on the continent of Karen, will walk in a circle before the ghost gate passes.

Millega brushed a few axes, both horizontally and vertically, slashing the vital point of the storm spirit, and the wind blades around him collapsed by more than half.

Storm Spirit was battered one after the other, screaming madly through the canyon, desperately dodging the orcs' battle axes. However, Millgar followed him like a shadow, axe after axe, and never let go.

The Spirit of the Storm fled to the edge of the totem on the ground, and suddenly turned into a puff of green smoke and burrowed into the totem.

The stormy canyon suddenly fell silent.

Milgar picked up the totem and was about to crush it, but Monkow, who was beside him, lost his opponent again, and brandished his battle axe and slashed at Milgah.

Millagar bared his fangs, and the elite tomahawk slashed sideways, blocking Mondo's standard tomahawk.

"Bang dang!"

Millaga's battle axe was swung away, while Mondo's battle axe was freed from his hands.

A strange color appeared in Milga's eyes, and he immediately threw down his battle axe, grasping Mondo's swinging fist in his hand. He holds the totem in his left hand and wrestles with Mondo with his right hand.

Finally, a punch slammed into Mondo's jaw, knocking him over and hitting the ice wall of the canyon.

"This bastard boy, his strength is so huge, could it be that his berserk power has increased tenfold?"

Millega grinned and roared.

The "purifying" howl was like a gust of wind, blowing through the spiritual world of Mondo.

"Plop!" Mondo stared blankly, then fell to the ground!

............

When I woke up again, I was lying on the bed of the igloo.

There is a brazier in the house, and the smell of barbecue is permeating. Mondo jumped to his feet and rushed to the table in desperation. The endless emptiness in his stomach almost swallowed his whole being.

When he had finished eating a whole rib, Milgar handed over a cup of warm bear blood, and Mondo drank it down, and then picked up a piece of golden roasted meat.

"After this meal, we're going to leave the canyon. Millega said.

"Where?" said Mondo, who was finally ready to speak.

"Falling Snow Town!"

"Great!"

"There are two pieces of news for you, one good and one bad!"

"Say whichever one first!" Mondo continued to stuff meat into his mouth without hesitation.

"The good news is that your talent has changed, and according to my eyesight, at least ten times more talented, even stronger than Grush. I'm guessing it's the work of the Storm Spirit and Agamagan. ”

Millega finished in a flat tone, and then stared at the half-blood boy.

"Agamagan's blessing has strengthened my body. Mondo nodded calmly, he had been mentally prepared for this news, and he was not too surprised.

"The bad news is that the stronger the warrior talent, the better, and although you can barely withstand the tenfold power increase, it will be very difficult for you to become a blade warrior in the future. It's not even easy for you to completely control the murderous aura, and based on your performance in the previous two days, you can't control the murderous intent in your heart at all. ”

"I've been asleep for two days?" asked Mondo in surprise.

"Yes, the backlash of the force of rage almost killed you. ”

"How bad is the bad news?"

"Grush was inspired at the age of six, becoming an elite brute warrior at the age of ten, and advancing to the blade at the age of fourteen. With his talent, this speed was extremely slow, and by the time I was fourteen years old, I had already advanced to Berserker. And, I've heard that when he advanced to Blade, he had five berserkers and three shamans to help him up. ”

"To advance to the Blade Warrior, you need to turn the murderous aura into something else, that is, the battle spirit. The heavier the killing intent, the more difficult it is to transform into battle intent. Your talent is a lot higher than Grush, and the orcs can't find a second one in the past hundred years, you know how difficult the road ahead is!"

Before he finished speaking, Grush became a berserker at the age of fifteen, and at the age of sixteen this year, he has already advanced to the rank of Predator. His previous cultivation was very difficult, and after he was promoted to a blade warrior, his cultivation speed became faster and faster.

Mondo was silent, Milega was right, he accidentally made a shocking talent for fighting, the higher the starting point, the farther the natural distance. But isn't that exactly what you want?

"My goal is to defeat Agamagan!" he suddenly looked up and smiled, his face showing a light confidence.

"Remember what you said. Miller bared his fangs, but did not make a mockery.

"Milgah, tell me about the past two days. ”

"It's calm!" Millgar grinned suddenly, "you're a god when you convince the Storm Spirits. He is worthy of Gesar's son. ”

Mondo looked at the black line and said unhappily, "I'm asking about the storm spirit, did you kill it?"

Millega took out the totem and put it on the table, "That bastard is hiding in the totem, I'm going to discuss with you, whether you want to crush the totem and kill this magic bug completely." ”

"Don't kill me, I'm willing to surrender!" a voice suddenly came from the totem.

"Bastard, am I going to believe you? Melgar shouted angrily.

"This time, I sincerely surrender and I am willing to be a friend of the shaman. ”

"How can I trust you for a madman who can break his promises. Mondo asked.

"Because, you are also a madman, and when you go crazy, you are even more terrifying than me. You are qualified to be the ...... of my Lord Alibakin Gluck Sinawa Badar Friend. ”

Storm Spirit's voice was sincere, even seductive.

Mondo and Millega looked at each other and nodded.