Chapter Eighty-Three: The Mighty King

"Little ghost, I have to say that you are really a troublemaker, this dark creature living in the dark **** has been provoked by you. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Kruger teased in a gloomy tone.

Winston yelled, "Stop talking about it! is there any way to get rid of them?"

"No way, this creature has decided that the target is definitely immortal, you can prepare. ”

Winston's heart sank, "What are you going to do?"

"There must be a king in such a large race, and according to their habits, you will definitely force the location of their king, just like the Terran hunting to force the prey to the center, so that the nobles can enjoy the pleasure of hunting. ”

Winston's face darkened and asked, "Is the power in the dragon crystal enough to kill the king of the Chupacabra?"

"The dragon crystal that has been infected by the power of silence has never been guided out by me, you can try it. ”

Kruger's tone was filled with schadenfreude.

"Damn it!"

Winston let out a low curse, and was forced to flee to the deeper depths of the mine, as the tribe of the Chupacabra tribe pursued him.

"Aang!"

There was a roar, and a calf-sized chupacabra swooped down from his side.

Is this the king of the Chupacabra?

Winston slammed his feet to the ground, his body momentum temporarily subsided, and his right eye glowed with a blue-white light.

Ice Eyes Dragon Pupil On!

Pain!

It felt like the pain in his eyes was hitting Winston's mind.

The eyes of the Ice Eye Dragon Pupil became as pure white as snow, but the whites of the eyes were covered with dense bloodshots, making the entire eyeball look like red.

In just a moment, Winston couldn't help but instinctively close his right eye in pain.

Closing the Ice Eye Dragon Pupil, Winston felt as if the bones of his body were being pricked by needles, and a chill that froze through the bone marrow enveloped his body.

It took a while for Winston to recover and cover his right eye, and Winston was stunned by what he saw.

Behind him was still a mine cave, but in front of him was a world of frost, the smooth ice surface had completely sealed the road ahead, and the fierce Chupacabra was lifelike in the middle of the ice.

In disbelief, he stretched out his right hand and touched it, and the cold of the bones pierced through the fingertips like spikes, and Winston's entire right hand was numb.

Granny's voice trembled and he said, "This, this, Winston, it's amazing, are you a great magister?"

"Aang!"

A howl interrupted their shock, and from the shadows poured out more chupacabla, each the size of a calf and unusually ferocious. Pacing, they cautiously gathered around.

"And so much more!"

Granny shuddered.

Winston tried to open his right eye again, but the slight flutter of his eyelids hurt like a sword piercing his heart.

"Damn, the side effects of this move are so big!"

Just as Winston was scolding, a Chupaca bra opened up and pounced on it.

The pupil of the left left eye shrank, catching the trajectory of its movements, and Winston's thin sword struck violently, blood condensing at the tip of the sword, easily penetrating through the bloody mouth of the Chupacabra, straight through its brain.

Plasma burst out, the smell of fish blew the horn of attack, and more Chupacabra pounced side by side.

"Vulture Figure!"

Hundreds of birds flew together with their wings, and their blood-colored tails drew a beautiful arc in the air towards the Chupacabra.

"Boom!"

The explosion roared, and the entire mine shook, and the rocks splashed down, and the air waves gushed out like a tidal current.

The Chupacabra was thrown out in droves. Before they could breathe a sigh of relief, they staggered to their feet again, regrouped in line, and gathered around in an orderly manner.

Winston's heart sank, how strong was the flesh of this group of monsters, and they didn't die under the vulture diagram!

"Let's go!"

Winston dragged Granny and ran again.

Chupacabra rushed up, chasing after Winston.

Not only was there a chase from behind, but there were many more Chupacabra in the shadows who suddenly jumped out to sneak attack.

If it weren't for the true vision of the dragon and his nimble skills, Winston would have died at the mouth of Chupacabra.

Gradually, the road ahead narrowed, and there were fewer and fewer holes that branched out.

Eventually, the two of them rushed into a large clearing, which was supposed to be a place for dwarves to dig minerals, and the ground was littered with digging tools. The Chupacabra in the back ran to the entrance of the passage and consciously stopped the pursuit.

The leader of the Chupacabra let out a low roar, and the group turned and retreated together.

Winston put down Granny in his hand and rubbed his right eye, which had not yet recovered.

"Are we saved?"

Granny asked, looking back behind him with a reckless look.

Winston squatted down, touched the dark red blood clot on the ground with his hand, looked up at the depths of the cave with a deep voice, and said in a cold voice: "I'm afraid not yet!"

A huge body came out of the darkness, its body stronger than that of a tiger and a leopard, and the spikes on its body were sharp and dense like sharp swords inserted into it.

The weight didn't bother it, and its steps were light and athletic, closing in in circles towards the two.

No wonder the Chupacabra didn't chase anymore, it turned out that they had completed their task and drove their prey to the king's side.

The spikes on his body stood up, and King Chupacabra's body trembled, and countless spikes flew out of the darkness.

The True Vision Dragon's pupils were condensed to the extreme, and finally caught the cold light on a little spike from the darkness.

The sword came out like a meteor, cutting through the sky and rushing away, the tip of the sword pulled the flower, and the light and shadow split and shattered the flying thorns in the air.

Queen Chupacabra kicked her hind legs and rushed forward in the darkness like a ghost, disappearing in place as swift as the wind.

Winston's face changed, and he was a little reluctant to even try to catch it! Luckily, the beast's instincts sensed the direction of the threat.

Shifting shape, the blood-colored sword light came out of his hand, turning into a bloody snake and entangled with the rushing black shadow.

"Boom!"

King Chupacabla's huge claws slammed into the tip of the sword with the power of the Rock Splitting Gold, and the edge of Hurrad's thin sword was impenetrable for a while, and the huge force threw Winston away, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood.

King Chupacabra's front paws were also bleeding, and he quickly stabilized his form, without any roar, and approached step by step with steady steps, and a heavy mountain-like momentum grew from his body.

"This beast will still use its momentum to overwhelm people!"

Winston rose from the ground, the blade of the sword in his hand outlined, the crimson blood light spreading, and a roaring lion rushed out from the sword, awe-inspiring and majestic.

Not to be outdone, King Chupacabra had a dark sheen from its body, and the spikes on its body stood up like sharp needles, forming a set of needle armor on its body.

The power of blood poured in like a flood from the ground, and the blood-colored lion roared, and the scorching light completely enveloped it, as if it had undergone a baptism, and the vast and sea-like aura emanated from its body.