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Chapter 1243 Memory of the Snowstorm (18)
At this time, we should deal with emergencies more cautiously.

Thinking of this, I feel a lot more relieved. As the saying goes, when soldiers come to block you, water comes to cover you with earth. If there is any real situation, you have to see it clearly before you can solve it.

"...No matter what... let's go ahead and have a look!"

"……Ok……"

Soothing Xiang Wan's emotions means that I can walk at the forefront of the team without any problems like before. In fact, since I entered the map of the Flame Demon Realm, I have always been the first to face danger That person, so this time, naturally there will be no exception.

It seems that even the system has considered my feelings to some extent. As I was walking here, there were bursts of low-pitched roars not far ahead.

As an elf mage, this kind of deep voice is not very stressful to Mr. Bird. The guy's expression changed, and he said calmly:
"Yo...there is a monster, little 囧nan, you go and have a look..."

"Depend on!"

Glaring Mr. Bird fiercely, I held the sword of the demon spirit and walked in the direction of the sound. The reason why the dark purgatory is dark purgatory, in terms of the overall landform, benefited from the vast black mineral veins and the dark surface of the ground. The volcanic rock, if it is a monster, is probably the high-level undead monster we judged before.

Slowly walked a few steps forward, and turned on the close-up function of the big map. With a glance, he saw the source of the sound without any surprise.

I have to admit that if I didn't see the whole picture, I really couldn't imagine that the existence in front of me could actually roar like a wild beast.

Appearing in front of me at this moment is a warrior with a ferocious face, but the biggest difference between this guy and ordinary warriors lies in its body.

Beast face, human body, plus thick fur densely covered on the surface of the skin, yes, the guy in front of him who is also carrying a black long sword is actually a half-orc-like existence, with black armor all over his body and a body that almost kills people. The look in his eyes undoubtedly showed the strength of this guy.

I saw it, and Mr. Bird naturally saw it too. The Flame Mage, who has always remained calm in the face of monsters, was a little surprised this time. He swallowed hard, let out a faint breath, and said unsteadily:

"Fuck... what level of existence is this shit, half-orc?"

I smiled faintly: "Hehe... Maybe it's a half-orc, or maybe it's even scarier than this... You know, this is just the first monster we encountered on this map..."

After all, when it comes time to face monsters, you should fight or you have to fight!

Clenching the Demon Sword in his hand, with a thought, he stepped lightly on his combat boots, and there was a clear friction sound between the light and dark purgatory ground, and the speed of the whole person suddenly increased to full speed, which was within a distance of the monster. Stop at 30 yards, raise your hand and you will be hit!
Demon Blade!
Chapter 350 Nine Undead Orcs
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