What's wrong with a lord daddy who just wants to draw cards?

"Don't believe it..."

"Hey, don't mention it anymore. Jealousy will only make me completely different. Let's talk about something pleasant. How is your wife's best friend?"

"Your mother! I fuck you big ***!"

As he was talking, the people at the table stepped on the table and started fighting.

As for the 'remote turret', everyone was shocked, and their hearts were filled with turmoil.

It turns out that the sign of death is actually an adventurer with B-level strength? !

Albert and Afu, the highest levels here, are only C-level, and the others are only D-level. They relied on them to upgrade the team to C level.

Now a careless kid suddenly appears and tells you that he is already a B-level adventurer. This will make you feel ashamed!

Chapter 126 Chapter 125 Frost Yalong King

At the same time, Duomi and 47 had almost arrived near the habitat of the Frost Dragon.

Surrounded by towering mountains covered with white snow, a basin-like terrain is formed in the center, and below is where a bunch of frost dragons live.

The commission is written like this——

Relying on their strong physical fitness and the ice storm breath inherited from their ancestors' ancient frost dragons, this group of frost dragons often brought trouble to surrounding villages, causing countless losses.

In addition, there are also a number of tribes. If they are not completely eliminated, it will cause catastrophe sooner or later.

From this, we can deduce why local officials in edge towns have spent huge sums of money to recruit adventurers to destroy them.

Duomi and 47 spent half a day climbing a high mountain on the edge of the basin.

The strong wind on the mountain top blew their windbreakers and cloaks, and their long gray ponytails fluttered in the wind like the sideburns of a runaway wild horse.

"Did you see that? 47, the prey is sleeping soundly at our feet."

"Now is the best time for us to make a sneak attack!"

Both of them had extraordinary eyesight and could see the scenery below them clearly even through thick clouds.

In the basin, there are almost a dozen blue-white flying dragons gathered together. The white dragon breath spurts out with the breath, like the hot air above the hot spring, but it has a fishy smell, which is a bit on top...

The [Show Blood Bar] talent allows their health bars to be displayed on their heads.

Based on Duomi's blood volume, almost eighty bars can be stacked, which means there is an extra 'X80' mark on the far right side of the health bar.

Analysis panel:

Name: Frost Wurm

Race: Draconic

Moves: Slap, Ice Storm Breath, (Unknown)

Description: An inferior product of the legendary ancient dragon, a failed work of nature.

This kind of flying dragon is different from the powerful and orthodox ancient dragon.

The ancient dragon walks on all fours, carries huge wings on its back, and possesses extraordinary wisdom.

But these flying dragons only have two rear legs, and the two forelimbs are already connected to the wings. Just like pterosaurs and chickens, their IQ has declined rapidly during thousands of years of evolution.

Now its wisdom is no different from that of a wild beast.

This is also the reason why this group of flying dragons are called 'Yarons'.

To be precise, having the word "dragon" in your name is already considered a compliment. In Duomi's opinion, they are just a group of large lizards that can fly. After knowing their moves, they have no privacy threat as if they were naked. It can be said.

Dark Moon Slime Gel gathered on Domi's fists, forming a thin layer of gloves.

In an instant, the deep dark blue enveloped it, like the flames burning in the deep sea, and every time it was swung, there was a wisp of residual flame.

This is the most handsome form of releasing soul-eating energy that Duomi can think of.

This kind of special effect can't be found in a certain four-character game for even a few thousand dollars.

Even 47 has never seen magic with such properties... Wait, is this still magic?

Just looking at this 'flame' made 47 feel dazzling, and the magic power in his body seemed to be boiling.

It's not burning, it's just fear. I'm so scared that I desperately want to escape from my body and merge into the world, so as to stay away from this forbidden power.

Then, Duomi activated his prayer - Pipi Shrimp, designated the displacement skill 'Hound Pace', and took a bottle of Fanatical Fragrance into his belly.

[Fanatical fragrance:

Increases maximum energy value by 20%, base energy recovery speed by 5%, injury damage increased by 25%, physical damage increased by 30%

Explanation: You are already on the battlefield, and you are still afraid of getting hurt?See for yourself, you are so scared that you dare not move. 】

Affected by the fanatic fragrance, Duomi became excited. He turned his head slightly and looked at 47, and his voice came from under the mask:

"Are you ready? 47, we are about to attack. Follow me closely when the time comes. I won't be able to save you if you are too far away."

47, who was hiding under his hood, nodded solemnly.

Without hesitating for a second, Duomi jumped down! 47 follows closely behind!

47 does not have the means to be immune to landing damage, but he trusts Duomi 100%, his young master.

And Domi lived up to his trust and blessed him with the wind's protection in mid-air.

The two of them hit the unlucky group of frost dragons like meteors, and the residual flames thrown out by the soul-devouring energy drew a starlight between the snowy mountain streams!

"I will accept your reverse scale!"

A punch packed with a high concentration of soul-devouring energy and the kinetic energy of falling from high altitude hit the forehead of a sleeping frost dragon.

Boom! !

The unparalleled force almost smashed its head into the snowdrift.

The soul-eating energy penetrated into the body of this sub-dragon like a mad dog, destroying the magic lines in its body unscrupulously. The vibrato at the end of the tragedy brought a 40% continuous damage increase, making it experience the dragon world every moment. Supreme pain.

The blue ashes fly like the petals of a blooming datura.

Those are the flesh and scales eroded by the soul-devouring energy, which will eventually return to nature under this deep blue.

Eighty tubes of blood bars were cleared instantly!

It struggled for a while and then died.

At the same time, on the other side, 47 held an extremely sharp dagger and cut the throat of a dragon smoothly, and scarlet blood sprayed all over the ground like a water pump.

"Roar!!"

Seeing the tragic deaths of their two companions and disturbing their own sleep, the frost dragons who woke up one after another were immediately furious and opened their mouths, with violent ice magic brewing in them.

"Ice Storm Breath, be careful to avoid it!"

With that said, Duomi summoned the three heroes of Dark Night Villa, and asked Brother Tower Shield to lift the tower shield at the front, while Brother Swordsman supported him from behind, so that these two people could attract the attention of these stupid dragons.

The mixed breath sprayed on the tall tower shield, but the two of them stood like a rock in the flood, forcibly dividing the torrent of breath into two parts.

Domi, Brother Assassin, and 47 were able to continue to shuttle among the dragons like ghosts, and from time to time a sub-dragon would collapse.

Either a large amount of blue ash spewed out, or blood was scattered on the spot.

The Yarons gradually realized that this group of humans was not as easy to bully as they had encountered before. They understood this truth through the deaths of several of their companions.

So they all flapped their wings and flew into the sky!

They are a million times stupider than the ancient dragons, but they still have basic consciousness.

If you know you can't fight on the ground, wouldn't it be better if you fly into the sky?

Indeed, as long as they fly into the sky, no matter 47, the assassin's knife, or Domi's fist can touch them again, this is also the meaning of giving them wings.

But that doesn't mean Domi has no other options.

Seeing that the ice storm breath brewing in the mouths of the dragons was about to be completed, 47 couldn't help but panic. He could not guarantee that Duomi could survive such a dense and large-scale attack in such a small space...

But no matter how small the probability was, he couldn't give up.

So 47 ran towards Domi desperately, trying to use his body to defend Domi from the fatal attack.

And at this critical moment, Duomi stretched out his palm towards them in the sky.

The next second, countless dark blue threads poured out, piercing into their mouths where magic was brewing at extremely fast speeds.

When the rich magic power encounters the Devouring Spirit that can destroy all magic power, the consequences can be imagined——

All the dragons were counterattacked by the magic power. Several young and old dragons almost couldn't bear it. They lost control of their bodies and fell directly from the sky.

Boom!

They fell onto the snow in a panic, and it was difficult to stand up in a short time.

In the reflection of the vertical pupils, I saw two tiny humans still running towards them. I wanted to condense the ice magic power again to release the storm, but I never thought that the magic power would automatically dissipate as soon as it gathered into a small ball.

The soul-devouring energy has already penetrated into their bodies through that thorn. Under the control of multi-threads, they will come out to cause trouble whenever they want to condense their magic power.

And as a result, they lost their best defensive moment.

puff!

The sharp dagger lifted off the reverse scales and pierced into their still fragile hearts, killing them in an instant.

The instigator of all this was taking out a long bow from behind, using the soul-devouring energy condensed into arrows as arrows.

The power of mathematics turned into an extremely precise parabola, as if there were a pair of hands that were proficient in bows and arrows of the ancient Zhenjin level resting on his hands, calculating the wind speed, gravity and even everything that could affect the flight of the arrow.

Bend the bow and set the arrow, draw the full moon.

"call out!"

Arrows shot out of the clouds!

It was accurately guided and shot into the eye socket of a dragon, popping one of its eyeballs and bringing the soul-devouring energy in the arrow into its body.

Soon, it was tortured to the point that it could no longer flap its wings, let out a faint dragon roar, and then fell from the sky.

47 and Brother Assassin, who were standing at the bottom, were already hungry and thirsty.

They slaughtered one of them after it fell down, and they worked together on both sides. I don't know how efficient it was.