After the villagers stuffed the wolf's backpack with lots of purple-leaf potatoes, a few pieces of bacon, and a few boxes of plasters, Mondo finally set out on his way home. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Is this what Rena wants you to give me?A piece of bacon?" Uncle Tark looked at him with a very unkind gaze as he carried half a piece of smoked pork.

"Yes, Auntie didn't say anything, just let me give you this piece of bacon!" said nonsense with an unchanging face.

"Bastard boy, I'm not stupid! You helped Boulder Village kill a bunch of gnolls, and an undead zombie, these are the villagers' thank-you gifts!" Tark unceremoniously put away the bacon, "You have become the hero of Razor Ridge now, are you here to entertain Lao Tzu?"

Knowing that the uncle was in a bad mood, Mondo sighed, went to hand over the task to the village chief, and after enduring a chatter, rode back to the cabin on the wolf.

The hut was still empty, and Millega had disappeared for more than twenty days, and there had been no news of him. Mondo sighed again, and said that Millga was quite good to him, teaching him a logging song, and selflessly contributing a few barrels of private potion and wine.

If it weren't for the uncertain whereabouts, such a teacher would be considered superb.

Not far from the house, the Black Magic Tree Forest was still gloomy. Mondo understood that the Dark Magic Tree was the work of a necromancer, and that only by cutting them down could the soil be purified of the remaining poison. This is also the determination of Millagah.

Thinking of this, Mondo shouldered his tomahawk and rushed into the blizzard without hesitation.

He started his logging business again. Wield a battle axe in the storm and take turns cultivating the Timbersong and the Frost Stoneskin.

The frost stone skin is strong and intense, while the logging song is warm and long, forming a strong complementarity, both rigid and soft. Even after a whole day of endless logging, he will not feel bored and tired.

Especially the logging song, at the beginning, he had a frenzy of blood and qi in his body, but now it has become gentle and moisturizing, making his breath long, and his energy is like grass after rain, and a trace of it is vigorous.

The only drawback is that the logging song is very short, with a few tones over and over again, and there is a feeling of unfinished business. Perhaps, when Millgar returns, it will be time to teach a new lesson.

Mondo works at sunrise and rests at sunset, doing only one thing a day - logging.

Lisa the frost wolf was completely liberated by him, giving it enough freedom. Since being awakened by Rena with the "Heart of the Beastmaster" to awaken the Frostwolf's latent ancient wildness, Lisa has grown stronger and stronger. One day, he dragged a wild boar larger than his size back to the cabin.

Now the food is not worried!

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On this day, Mondo was about to go back to the cabin for lunch, when he heard a melodious wolf howl coming from the wind and snow.

In the snowflakes in the sky, a huge figure vaguely appeared. Lisa, the wolf, jumped up and down excitedly on the side.

Mondo's eyelids jumped, and he almost burst into tears—Millaga had finally returned.

On his shoulders, he actually carried a huge white bear. Preliminary visual inspection shows that this bear may weigh several thousand pounds.

"Oh my God, it's such a big bear!" Mondo shuddered in his heart, and the scene of barbecued bear meat immediately appeared in front of his eyes.

"Open all the empty barrels. Millaga yelled.

He carried the white bear to the door of the hut, stabbed it in the neck, and bled the barrel. The white bear woke up from his coma and struggled desperately unwillingly, but Millga's hand was as steady as a rock, and not a drop of bear blood was spilled outside the barrel.

He took a bowl full of blood in a large bowl and handed it to Mondo, "Drink, this is the blood of the monster!"

The bowl was full of scarlet blood, steaming, and faintly emitted a glow.

This white bear is actually a monster? Mondo was pleasantly surprised, did not hesitate to take the blood bowl, drank it all, this bowl of bear blood is extremely hot, but faintly exudes a cold taste, very wonderful, after drinking the whole body is comfortable, the spirit is uplifted.

Milga is an excellent butcher, after bleeding the white bear, he peeled the skin and cut the meat with a few brushes, took out a huge meat bag from the white bear's belly, and handed it to Mondo, "Eat, the gall of the frost demon bear!"

This bloody bear bile also exudes a faint glow, revealing extraordinary. Mondo weighed the bear bile, estimating that it weighed several kilograms. You can't eat it, so let's put it away and talk about it later.

"Eat it now, it works best!" Millega took out an empty sheepskin bag, cut it at the bear bile, and poured the bile into the bag.

Finally, when there was about half of the bile left, Milgar pinched Mondo's jaw and shoved the whole bear bile into his mouth.

"Swallow it, the essence of the Frost Demon Bear is in this bear bile. ”

Mondo was caught off guard, and a bloody bubble of flesh was forcibly swallowed into his stomach.

The bear gall went down to the stomach, and a stove was suddenly lit in the abdomen, emitting warm energy. Originally, he was so hungry that his hands and feet were weak, and in an instant his blood was full, and he didn't want to eat anything anymore.

"It's so bitter!" Mondo grabbed a large handful of snow and stuffed it into his mouth and rinsed it repeatedly. The disgusting bitter smell of blood was unbearable even for his extremely clumsy gustatory nerves.

However, the warmth and invigoration of his body made him feel extremely comfortable. I've been in Razor Ridge for so long, and now, my stomach feels the most full, and no amount of wild boar meat I used to eat was so hungry.

It is worthy of the flesh and blood of the Demon Beast, and it is really a great supplement! Silently experiencing the changes in his body, he couldn't help but be more interested in this Frost Demon Bear.

In the Karen Continent, Warcraft is very common. According to the Encyclopedia of Warcraft for Humans, the so-called Warcraft is a beast whose body has a chemical reaction with magical elements. There are many types of magical elements, the most common being arcane energy, followed by elementals, shadow powers, and more.

Warcraft can be divided into one to nine levels, the higher the level, the stronger the wisdom and strength, the intelligence of the sixth-level Warcraft is not far from the orcs, and the ninth-level Warcraft is a legendary existence, comparable to the powerhouse of the legendary realm.

There are countless books on human beings about the knowledge of Warcraft, and Mondo memorizes it like a stream. The Ice and Snow Demon Bear is a relatively powerful race among the second-level demonic beasts, and a few can evolve to the third-level level. They are good at some simple ice magic and have very tough fur.

Although the grade of the demon bear is not high, the demonic beasts that grew up in the blizzard are very strong in vitality, and their flesh and blood are all great supplements.

He noticed that the demon bear had no wounds on its body before it was disemboweled, and it was not even dead, so it can be seen that Millaga only cleaned it up with his fists and feet.

He couldn't help but ask, "Millega, how powerful is this Frost Demon Bear?"

"Boy, you're very lucky, this demon bear was punched a few times by me, and has just evolved into a third-level demonic beast in anger. Milgar was very proud, his fangs trembled, stained with bear blood, "If you encounter a demonic beast, how far and as far as you can go, only the blade warrior has the opportunity to hunt the first-level and second-level demonic beasts." When encountering eighth-level and ninth-level demonic beasts, even the Sword Saint can only flee for his life. ”

"Can't my tomahawk kill a bear?" said Mondo, unconvinced.

"You can try!" Millgar put down the butcher's knife and sneered, "chop off this bear paw with your axe." ”

Without hesitation, Mondo raised his tomahawk, shouted, and slashed down. He already has a lot of experience in the use of battle axes, and the power of this axe will make even the extremely hard black magic tree appear a gap.

The shock of the tomahawk made his hands numb. Except for a few hairs cut off, the bear's paws were intact.

"This can't be!" Mondo was shocked, the defense of a mere third-level demonic beast was so amazing, if it was encountered in the wild, wouldn't it be a dead end.

"Hmph, now I know how bad you are, why don't you go and cut down the tree!" Millega waved his hand, "Go get some dry firewood and come back, I haven't eaten bear meat for a long time." ”

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After Mondo felled twenty more black magic trees, the smell of bear meat came from the wind and snow.

"I'm not hungry, but how can I miss it. Without hesitation, Mondo turned and went home.

The mountain-like frost demon bear has been skinned, cut into flesh, and sorted out in an orderly manner. Inside and outside the cabin, there are pieces of meat that emit a glow, and they shine brightly.

According to human books, the glow emitted by flesh and blood can identify the grade of Warcraft, and the more powerful the Warcraft, the more prosperous the glow. As for the origin of Xiaguang, the book is vague, and it is generally believed to be a kind of flesh and blood energy.

Gesar, on the other hand, believed that the glow was the release of the power of the "deified elements". After the demonic beast was disemboweled, the "deified element" was revealed to the world, showing brilliance, and finally materialized into various substances. Therefore, Millega is right, after the death of the Warcraft, its flesh and blood are the most replenished.

Inside the cabin, large pieces of golden bear meat hang on the grill, dripping with butter. The house is filled with a strange smell of meat, which is mouth-watering. In the corner of the wall were three wine barrels, filled with half-congealed bear blood.

"Your amount of food is too big, and the wild boar meat is not enough for you to stuff your teeth, so you can only catch some demonic beasts to nourish you. Millega bared his fangs and said in an angry tone, "I didn't expect that I would have to help Gesar raise a rice bucket." ”

Mondo didn't bother to say a word, cut off a piece of meat with a knife, and couldn't wait to stuff it into his mouth. It was so delicious that he could literally hear the cheers of his taste buds.

After coming to Razor Ridge, the only meat to eat was wild boar, and the tongue was numb to eating, especially after a battle with the wild boar people, seeing pork was a little nauseous.

"Millega, bear meat is so delicious, why don't you go bear hunting earlier, it should be easy for you to hunt a third-level demonic beast. "Mondo's mouth is full of flesh and complains,

"The wind and snow in Razor Ridge are too big, and the demonic beasts are very rare, do you know how far you have to go to carry this demon bear back?" ”

This feast was eaten until late at night, and the sky of Razor Ridge was sparsely populated by the moon.

In the snow outside the cabin, Millaga stared at Mondo, his sharp gaze seeming to read his mind.

"You've gotten a lot stronger, so it seems that you can tell me about Agamagan. ”

Seeing the young man's astonished face, Millega bared his fangs proudly and said, "You don't think that I can't even see who Agamagan has blessed!"