Survival Game: Random SSS Talents

A series of subtle vibrations came from under the glacier of the extremely cold hell.

The ice dust floating in the air was blown to other places.

And a figure broke out of the ice and snow accompanied by the howling cold wind.

Zhou Wen, wearing the frozen and ruined armor, emerged from the ice and snow with a confused look on his face.

Zhou Wen looked back at his surroundings, and he clearly remembered that the position he was in just now was not like this.

What happened during the short 10 minutes he slept!

Zhou Wen felt it for a while, and the biting cold wind on his body became like a child's pushing. A major threat to the extreme cold hell map was solved by Zhou Wen.

Zhou Wen rationalized his thoughts.

He seemed to remember that someone shot at him while he was pretending to be dead!

"I wonder where that person is."

A flash of coldness flashed in Zhou Wen's eyes.

Zhou Wen waved his hand, and the glacier he was on shook violently.

Thousands of years of ice buried deep under the ice shook violently, triggering avalanches in this area.

A natural seat made of broken ice that lasted ten thousand years flew out of the ground and floated towards Zhou Wen.

Zhou Wen was particularly comfortable sitting on this seat.

He floated into the sky, overlooking the entire glacier.

Then Zhou Wen saw a place on the glacier that was a little uneasy.

Zhou Wen flew over.

I saw a player crawling out of the ice.

The player's face was pale from the cold, his teeth were trembling, and he was holding himself in his arms and shivering.

Zhou Wen looked at the person in front of him and felt that he looked familiar.

Combined with the gunshot before he fell asleep, he suddenly recalled the identity of the person in front of him.

He was the guy who used to shoot black guns in the Blood Eye Guild.

"It's great to have found the right owner."

Zhou Wen drew a long sword from the right side of the Frozen Throne.

Companion weapon: Frostmourne.

Zhou Wen raised his sword and floated over.

The player turned his head when he heard the noise and froze when he saw the whole person.

He said tremblingly: "Witch... Lich King?"

Before he could finish his emotion.

Zhou Wen's sword has fallen.

The sword cut off his head.

This player was killed by Zhou Wen.

At the same time, the moment the player died, Zhou Wen had an idea.

He raised his left hand, and light burst out from the palm of his left hand.

A force appeared in Zhou Wen's heart.

"Obey my call and resurrect!"

"My warrior."

The corpse in front of him that had been decapitated by Zhou Wen slowly stood up and knelt down in front of Zhou Wen.

Became Zhou Wen's dependent.

At the same time, its attribute information also appeared in front of Zhou Wen.

[Death Family:? ? ? 】

[Introduction: The Death Familiar summoned by the great Frozen Knight! Another form of living being!]

[All attributes 30]

[Talent Skill: Low Intelligence]

[He has a low IQ and will not disobey your instructions at all]

Zhou Wen looked at the low-intelligence skills of the Death Familiar and fell into deep thought!

Zhou Wen tried to control it to go down.

Death's spawn are very obedient.

"Not bad!"

The Death Families were not as unbearable as Zhou Wen thought.

A dry, cold wind raged over the glacier.

A treasure box sealed by ice appeared in front of Zhou Wen.

"B-level treasure chest? Not bad."

Zhou Wen controlled the Death Familiar to open the treasure chest!

The Death Familiar shook his body and did not walk very fast. His body was very stiff and clumsy.

This made Zhou Wen couldn't help but shake his head.

"Bang bang" twice.

A hook lock flew up from nowhere, and the hook lock was firmly stuck on Zhou Wen's Frozen Throne.

There is a rope attached to the end of this hook.

Zhou Wen looked at the hook and fell into deep thought.

after awhile.

A figure climbed up dragging the hook lock.

The man gasped.

The hot air coming out will turn into white smoke.

There was even more frost on the man's eyebrows.

When Zhou Wen saw this person, he felt familiar.

Then he remembered him. This man was the qigong master Zhou Wen had met before - Fu Yuanshan.

If Zhou Wen remembered correctly, he was from the Balance Guild.

Fu Yuanshan stood on the glacier and looked around before he realized that his hook line was stuck on a large ice block.

Fu Yuanshan walked over to retrieve the hook rope.

He walked closer and saw Zhou Wen behind the Frozen Throne.

For a moment.

Fu Yuanshan thought a lot.

"No way? I'm so unlucky."

"As soon as we come up, we meet the big boss."

"But why doesn't the Holy Grail system display the information about this big boss?"

Fu Yuanshan's body froze in place, at a loss.

Zhou Wen controlled the Frozen Throne to turn around and stared at Fu Yuanshan with a pair of empty eyes.

He stared at Fu Yuanshan with some fury.

The middle-aged uncle looked a little nervous at this time.

He is just an ordinary gold player.

Zhou Wen did not kill Fu Yuanshan immediately!

Zhou Wen reached out and patted Fu Yuanshan as he looked at the frozen treasure box not far away.

Fu Yuanshan saw the family of death climbing up the mountain!

I understand immediately.

No need for Zhou Wen to give orders.

Swinging the hook rope, it got stuck on the glacier and started climbing up.

Fu Yuanshan felt a little sad.

In reality, he is a working man.

Why do you still have to work for others in the Holy Grail War?

Fu Yuanshan couldn't help but sigh.

Tears welled up in my eyes.

A cold wind blew.

The hot tears froze Fu Yuanshan's eyelids.

That's good.

Fu Yuanshan wanted to cry but had no tears.

He stepped over the Death Follower to the location of the treasure chest and brought the treasure chest back.

The Death Follower was still stupidly climbing towards the treasure chest under Zhou Wen's control!

Zhou Wen couldn't help but roll his eyes when he saw this scene.

The IQ of this Death Follower needs to be improved!

Fu Yuanshan came to Zhou Wen with the treasure chest, put it on the ground, smiled twice and prepared to leave.

Zhou Wen waved the Frostmourne in his hand.

Fu Yuanshan was shocked.

He broke out at an amazing speed and retreated.

Then he showed an angry look on his face.

"Damn it! I got the treasure chest for you and you still want to kill me."

At this moment, the anger of the old social animal for many years broke out.

Fu Yuanshan put his hands together.

Inhale and exhale.

Exhale into arrows.

The meter-long white gas condensed as Fu Yuanshan breathed in and out.

Fu Yuanshan's momentum suddenly increased.

With a "boom".

The Qigong cannon in Fu Yuanshan's hand condensed and attacked Zhou Wen.

The milky white energy was compressed by Fu Yuanshan, and the compressed energy was in the shape of needles, slamming down.

Zhou Wen did not dodge or evade.

He was now a dead spirit.

He could only be attacked by the holy light system.

Fu Yuanshan's attack on him had no effect.

Fu Yuanshan was extremely angry when he saw that this big boss did not dodge.

But the next moment he found that his attack had no effect on Zhou Wen, and he was dumbfounded.

The sword flashed.

Fu Yuanshan's head was separated from his body.

Under the effect of Zhou Wen's talent, Fu Yuanshan's body stood up and became Zhou Wen's dependent.