The lips were turned out silently, and the throat was spasming due to fear, so that the air could not enter the lungs, making Mr. Borg feel uncomfortable, "Ha~!Ha~!" panting.

It was not until he left the corpse and the sneak attacking orc, Borg's head, whose head was dizzy due to lack of oxygen, that he realized what he had done!

He actually left his uncle like a coward!!

Regret grew in Borg's chest like poisonous buds, so that his heart could not withstand the impact of reality and shrank a little!

Hesitated and helpless, regretful and annoyed... These emotions tortured Borg like chronic diseases. Until the mud-legged hunter appeared, the ice snake and the hedgehog orc died tragically, Mr. Borg's courage to shrink into his crotch became excited again as if he had seen a naked woman.

Borg vented, Rick saved.

One cursed and even blamed his uncle's death to an accident. The other one was a corpse, but the golden veins connected to the fingers became more and more darker and darker.

The saliva in the mouth became dry, hard and solidified due to long-term contact with the air. After venting like a neurotic, Borg felt the stickiness transmitted by his tongue and stopped this meaningless behavior.

Flip the tip of the tongue and roll the lips.

"spit!"

The sticky white saliva was nailed to the ground, the mouth was dry and astringent, and the throat was a little thirsty.

The facial features that were twisted like tendons gradually stretched out, and Borg's undulating chest also calmed down. He inhaled the cold air in his mouth, cooling Borg's blood.

Everyone was dead, and Borg had vented enough.

Borg, who calmed down, soon noticed something that shocked him.

"This...this is!"

Large golden veins, like light threads, completely occupying the gaps in the ice ground and the ground.

The rippling golden dust light is like a miracle. It is like a bird locked in a cage, surrounded by golden veins, restrained by halos and fluctuations, and is quiet like silent streams.

After sensation, Borg was even more surprised.

The golden veins actually connected to the hunter who was corpse-bearing? Could it be that the other party is...

Memories opened like a flood discharge, and the faces flashed in my mind kept overlapping with the young hunter in front of me, and no one could match the number.

It was just a moment of delay. The other party seemed to have noticed Borg's movements and slowly stood up with his body.

A young face, even younger than Bog.

The mockery was stuck on his face, and Borg's mood had just calmed down was like boiling water in a hot pot, boiling!

"Impossible! This is impossible!!"

The trachea was tightly contracted, making Borg's voice sharp. His slightly protruding eyes were as if he was about to break away from the junction. The bloodshots of his pupils were crawling, making him look a little scary.

Rick's palms drooped, his five fingers bent inward, and his bowstrings seemed to explode with a few dust rays. His voice was slow and quiet without any emotion: "Rock Fist Storm!!"

Without even using his talent, five yellow fists drilled into the ground and broke through the ground!!

"Boom~!Boom~!..."

Borg fell from the air like a twisted stick, like a torn stick.

"Puji!"

The secondary damage from the landing made Borg unable to even beg for mercy. The sternum penetrated into the internal organs, and blood foam overflowed from the throat. The eyeballs finally broke away from the bonds of the eye sockets, connecting a few internal cavity and blood vessels. They hung on Borg's face slowly.

The middle finger and index finger are close together, and there is a rich yellowish ray on it. The knuckles are bent. It is sharp and sharp!

"sudden!"

A sharp earth thorn as thick as an arm stabbed out from under Borg, piercing through the heart of the Edward family genius.

He bounced his fingers and dissipated the mellow witch power on his fingers. Rick looked at Mr. Borg with his eyes open and his eyes were as if he had pinched a cockroach to death.

Edward has an old age with Rick. Speaking of which, he is the first wizard that Rick officially met.

But even if Edward himself comes, as long as he dares to take action, Rick will not be ruthless!

Sacrifice, harvest a bronze mantra, integrate into the "hidden" mantra, and the breath is weaker again.

The dark yellow flame faded away, and there was still a buzzing sound of millions of people remaining in my ears.

The brain area has not only been repaired, but also has increased its capacity and thickness.

The knuckles bent inwardly and the flesh was tightened. Rick could see the compacted veins under his fair skin. A natural sense of fullness was washed by Rick's soul like spring rain.

He took a deep breath of cold air, allowing it to stay slightly in his lungs. Large pieces of turbid air mixed with residues of yellow elements condensed into a column of air and spewed out.

After the last battle, especially the use of thick earth emblems and the perception of detonating the natal stone ball, Rick's use of earth-based witch power became more and more proficient in his heart.

My thoughts moved slightly, and the thin earth elements in the air gathered neatly into Rick's palms like summoned soldiers.

As Rick activates the mantra, several yellow light belts spread out from the ice layer under his feet.

The light belt is composed of countless earth elements, emitting a rich smell of earth chips. The fragrance of spring mud and the drying of summer soil...

The eyelids closed slightly, and the whole world was immediately replaced by large pieces of yellow and pulsation.

The palms were whirling, and large pieces of condensed yellow light continued to explode and merged into Rick's body surface.

The knuckles bend inward, and the fingertips can feel a full sense of fulfillment. Gradually, a large amount of tiny yellow dust shavings leak out from the fingers, like crushed biscuit shavings, flying one after another.

"Bang"

The light ball in the palm exploded, scattering into countless light dust ripples and spreading.

Rick's vision gradually relaxed, and the transparent bright yellow light traces replaced the role of the lens, giving Rick a new experience.

"kindness?!"

The bright yellow light patterns that Rick sensed were shaking, and they gathered in one direction.

As Rick focused on that direction, a large number of familiar shadows appeared in Rick's consciousness.

The corners of his eyes moved, and Rick quickly opened his eyes, his joint muscles driving his legs, and his body flashed out.

I flashed out of the cave, and the cold and white world was like a layer of white veil. There was still a little cold frost smell in the air after the blizzard. I pushed my feet to the ground, making a rapid sound of stepping on the snow. The snow over my knees hindered my progress like cotton. Every time I moved my legs, I had to pay more than twice the physical strength and strength.

The yellowish color filled Rick's whole body like flowing chips, and the thick stone skin of his fingers gave him a heavy sense of security. There was a bit of complex expression in his bright yellow pupils.

Lowering his body, leaving most of his body buried in the snow. Rick looked at the frost mist that appeared at the limit of his vision, and his expression gradually became tense like a bowstring.

Even though he was far away and even if he couldn't see the outline clearly, Rick was sure that he would not admit that he would be wrong about these old guys hiding in the frost and mist.

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