Chapter 283 Toolman

Author: Battle pig big guy

Chapter 283 Toolman

The cursed city of Prag, a group of people surrounded by dirt zombie group, is rushing to the position of the colonial room.

"What the hell is that?" Liu Yongxin wiped the sweat on his forehead, and it seemed that he had not returned from the attack just now.

Originally, the group was pushing towards the right side by step, but I did not expect that a crack composed of gray -purple illusions suddenly appeared on the ground, and a large amount of energy balls were sprayed from it.

Only with the distorted life with eight tentacles on her body, two Mrs. Kisri has already been dragged into the crack because of the fighting method too reckless, and the ability of her own ability to be too reckless.

The leader Massor did not answer Liu Yong, but his complexion was very gloomy. The eight tentacles were based on a long strip meat group as the center. As the dragon prince who was in contact with the dragon all year round, which long meat can he vaguely from.

Seeing the traces of the dragon in the group, this means that the monster that the several people were killed by several people may be the monster made by Birak with the body of the dragon.

"Continue your task, the things of this have nothing to do with the Zhendan people." Masno took the time to explain that the Dragon Prince had no special idea for this Zhendan person.

It's just a person.

Liu Yong was a little embarrassed by Masno's words. Obviously, this Zhendan person's judgment on the Kaldo elf has some errors because of Emrek's attitude towards him, but his experience in India for many years still has made him still let it make it.

Adjust it now, and then don't ask about this.

"Elf, how long will we go to the predetermined place."

The Solglin who talked was chopped to death and leaned on his own dirt zombies. The beard that arrived on his chest was already full of unknown mucus, but obviously the beard did not pay attention to this.

How long can I reach the destination.

"Six hundred meters."

After Masno spoke, everyone felt that his body had recovered his motivation again. On the way, it was simply caught in the wilting ocean of life. All in the eyes were the yellow -green color symbolizing the withering, the ground and the wall were full of abscesses.

Giant flowers with meat bags, spitting green fog, with a whisper from from time to time with those dirt zombies, make the atmosphere look particularly weird.

Along the way, everyone felt that the distance between the six hundred meters seemed to be much longer than all the roads they had walked in the past. Only Agrim and Odvis still maintained extremely energetic.

The psychological dual torture has the slightest impact. Even if the Indian groups have exerted those mysterious witchcraft to everyone, many toxins still enter the body, causing even the dwarves to feel a little slumped.

A semi -circular door composed of a huge vine appeared in front of everyone's eyes. Flowers growing along the vine felt that life came in front of life and started to twist the body.

Out, it seems to be welcome to come here.

The vines, which were originally closed from the green leaf, gradually opened outwards, as if waiting for the return of home to return to the grandfather's arms. The movement was so soft.

Those who are present are all very determined. You can see that this kind of scene has a feeling of leakage in the heart. If it is greeted by the magic of artillery, everyone will only pick up the shield to the inside, but this kind of kind, but this kind of kind, but this kind of kind, but this kind of

It seems that the attitude of welcoming home is indeed uncomfortable.

"Iron Wolf, throw spells inside, don't give me a furnishings here." Masno spoke to let the iron wolf who was still fingering took out some motivation, and then looked at the Indian people in strange clothes.

Well, your witchcraft, maybe it may be a fierce battle. "

The iron wolf with his fingers also stopped, throwing some sour fingers, ready to take out the real strength, took out the long sword and pointed to the quiet dark cave in the vine door.

The place quickly wrapped up, and he was going to send a big guy inside.

Although the Indian group does not understand Masno’s imperial language, it still starts to cast under the command of Liu Yong. First of all, the dried grass that remains left into powder is sprinkled on everyone.

The middle -aged man who fingred his fingers carefully took out a bag of turbid yellow liquid from his bag, took out a few small cups, and fell up, and then signaled everyone to drink it.

Agrim, who was refreshing, did not hesitate, took the turbid holy water from Liu Yong, drank it, and then nourished his mouth. It was a bit bitter and a little spicy, and it seemed nothing to do.

Then, then

But Solglin was a little hesitant. The experience of walking in the Empire in his early years made him know that those dried forage that was crushed into a broken cow was dried cow dung, and the liquid that did not know what it was.

At the time of hesitation, I saw Masino rejected the sanctuary of the antivirus, so I asked curiously, "Why don't you drink it, is the so -called dirt virus just coax us?"

The asked Massor lifted his right hand and signaled to let Solglin look at the blue anger in his hands.

Solglin, who was scolded poor ghosts, shrugged his nose, and only when only dwarves despised other races of poor acid. I did not expect that in a short day, I was despised twice by the Kaldo elf.

The person who helped the war lunatic than this, the person who was full of his mind was thinking about fighting, he didn't know what it means to be a craft.

The beard Solglin pinched his nose and sent the turbid yellow liquid to his mouth. Perhaps when he knew what this thing was, the beacon of the highest king must remember these people in the book of hatred of hatred.

On, let the Kaldo Elf Destiny every day.

In addition to Massor and iron wolf, they have successively drank the sanctuary drinking entrance. The former is not afraid of the protection of artifacts, while the latter can appear flame inside the body and kill all the invaded viruses. For this, for this, for this, for this. For this

There is no interest in a kind of not good. There is no interest at all.

"Grandpa your iron wolf is here."

After maintaining two -and -a -half cents, the iron wolf threw out the giant fireball with two people in their hands and flew towards the colonial room.

The painful sorrow was faintly burned, and the vine and green leaves also began to die. It seemed to be sighing that this life was unwilling to accept the kindness of grandfather's kindness.
Chapter completed!