If it is an attack in a small area, Dark Magma is obviously better than the Thousand Edges.

However, the range of the dark magma is not large, and it can only attack densely within a radius of 30 meters, and a range of more than 30 meters means that the attack density is reduced.

The Thousand Swords are much better in range, but they are much weaker than Dark Magma in terms of control.

The dark magma is generated by the bloodline of Chen Cao's Wrath King, and it is like Chen Cao's hands and feet.

However, the Imperial Thousand Sword is more like a craft, which needs to be tempered a lot.

And right now, the Thousand Edges can't be compared to Dark Magma.

At least Chen Cao can't control it as he wants.

What Chen Cao has to practice now is to divide the thousand swords into two sword tides.

Although the practice of the Thousand Edges is very difficult and tedious.

However, Chen Cao could feel that the functionality of the Imperial Thousand Sword was even more than his other abilities and spells.

However, splitting the thousand swords into two sword tides seemed to be easier to complete than expected.

Chen Cao practiced hundreds of times, and he did it, and it was relatively easy to control.

Chen Cao began to diverge into four sword tides again, which was much more difficult than two sword tides.

The difficulty suddenly increased by more than ten times, not to mention that Chen Cao controlled the four sword tides, and even diverted the four sword tides.

It's very difficult, and it may have something to do with people's habits.

People are used to the use of their arms, so Chen Cao seemed to be able to complete it easily when he practiced dividing the two sword tides.

But with the four sword tides, Chen Cao always couldn't catch that point.

However, Chen Cao still uses the old method, which is the stupidest method.

That is to tirelessly practice again and again, correct again and again, and try again and again.

People have muscle memory, and they also have magical memory.

There is no such thing as saying that you will never learn.

As long as you are able to practice enough times, you will always be able to learn.

Chen Cao had practiced nearly 10,000 times, and now he was barely able to divide into four sword tides, but he was still unable to attack.

Chen Cao came out of the river map, it was already the dead of night at this time, and Fali had already slept.

Chen Cao sat in the middle of the mirror lake and meditated.

This time is the most active time for the three-headed dog and Xiao Jiu.

But now Xiao Jiu's size is already very large.

Its growth is completely unrestricted, the total length of the body is more than 30 meters, each snake head has a diameter of 80 centimeters, and the waist circumference of the main body is even more than 2 meters in diameter.

It eats even more so that it eats nine cows at a time.

However, after each meal, it will not eat or drink for several days.

In terms of diet, it is similar to that of ordinary snakes, they eat a large amount of food at a time, and then it takes time to digest.

And after each digestion, it will be much larger.

Fortunately, Xiao Jiu is not a picky eater and does not have to ask for any expensive beef.

In order to supply Xiao Jiu's food, Chen Cao raised hundreds of cattle on the plain not far from Mirror Lake.

Of course, it's all free-range, and no one takes care of it at all.

However, these hundreds of cows are estimated to be only two months old, and they will almost be eaten up by Xiao Jiu.

Chen Cao thought about raising some more cattle.

According to Xiao Jiu's growth rate, Chen Cao has no doubt that Xiao Jiu's appetite will triple in a year's time.

......

"Be prepared for a terrible blizzard tonight. Manshari looked at the howling wind and snow, and there was a faint worry in his eyes.

Manshari looked at Twilight and Vistana, both of whom were a little uneasy.

They all sensed that something was going wrong.

I don't know if it's the werewolf old man's warning.

Not just the two of them, but all the soldiers had a feeling of being a great enemy.

"Do you two know how to use machine guns?" Manshari asked.

"Just pull the trigger, right?" asked Vistana.

"Forget it. Manshari shook his head.

There's more to a gun than just pulling the trigger.

If you think that you only need to pull the trigger, you will only hurt yourself and your companions.

Just then, a soldier ran in from outside.

"Report sir, there are more than a dozen people outside. ”

"A dozen more people? Kind of companions?"

"They didn't say who they were, but they said they were willing to help us fight against those ...... Werewolf. ”

Manshari frowned and strode outside.

When he walked outside, he saw more than a dozen men and women.

This alerted him, because werewolves were almost identical in appearance to normal people before they changed.

So he had to wonder if these people were werewolves.

"Who are you?"

In the group, an elderly man stood out, this old man was holding a wooden cane, his beard was almost up to his abdomen, and he looked like a sage from "The Lord of the Rings".

"We are the enemies of the Belwolf people. The old man said.

"Why should I trust you?" Manshari looked at these people warily, "How do I know that you are not those bastards..." Kind of change?"

"We don't have to prove anything, you just have to see what we're going to do. The old man said.

"So what are you going to do?"

The old man's crutches tapped lightly on the snow, and the snow around him suddenly rolled up.

All the soldiers and Manshari were vigilant, watching the strange situation in front of them.

Immediately after, a wall of ice began to rise under the ground, and the wall of ice slowly rose, and the ice wall was covered with spikes.

Everyone was dumbfounded, and their faces were full of astonishment.

"What's going on!?" Manshari couldn't help but become solemn, "How did you do it?"

"Now that you've seen werewolves, is it surprising to you to see magic again?" the old man looked at Manshari.

Manshari's gaze was like a flash of lightning, looking at the dozen or so people behind the old man.

"They're all the same as you?"

"Yes, we have been enemies of the Belwolf for generations, and the purpose of our existence is to eradicate the Belwolf. ”

I don't know why, he always feels that these people are not as noble as they say.

They carry their own purposes!

"Can your magic stop the blizzard?" Manshari asked.

For the soldiers in the base, the biggest enemy is not those werewolves, but a blizzard.

The blizzard affected them too much.

And every time the werewolf attacks during a blizzard.

"No, we don't have enough strength to stop the blizzard. ”

"You can stay, but you can't enter the base. ”

"Are you going to let us blow the cold wind all day?" the old man looked at Manshari.

"Aren't you able to use magic to build those ice walls, you can build an ice castle yourself, and...... You don't have the cold, do you? ”

"Huh...... Well, we really don't care about the cold. The old man smiled.