Chapter 187: Terminator

The cold man's speed was too fast. At that moment, he seemed to be a phantom. Although Slut had already been ready, he still couldn't react at the moment when the cold man attacked. He didn't even know what profession the cold man was.

When the cold man touched his body, an invisible ripples were released from the cold man's hand and shot on him.

At the same time, Slut's body was like an overloaded voltage device, shooting out a powerful current, bounced out the cold man. The cold man and the Divine Walker who were still caught in his hand were shaking like a slam. The Divine Walker, who was obviously weaker than the cold man, died immediately, and the burnt smell came from his body. Obviously, in just a moment of powerful current, the Divine Walker was burned.

The cold man obviously didn't feel very good. The powerful electric current destroyed the balance of his body. His body became as ridiculous as a puppet at that moment, but he was not worried that he would encounter danger because he had confidence that Slut could not fight back the moment he touched Slut.

Perhaps, I will never be able to fight back.

The current that causes huge damage to him is just the ability of the shamans to protect themselves. Although the power of the shamans in close combat cannot be underestimated, their greatest reliance is always powerful elemental abilities. This lightning shield is the special skill they use to protect themselves. The powerful charge can not only deviate from the attack of weapons, but also knock out the enemy through powerful currents. The effect is even stronger than ordinary armor. Only powerful shamans can withstand this current that covers the whole body, and the current itself can even make them more sensitive to everything around them and react more agile.

However, this level of current still cannot stop his ability.

Because his ability is like the one finger of death, it is an instant magic. A person who has this ability will lose all the energy in his body in an instant, and even his soul will be extracted.

The cold man twitched a few times, then stabilized his body, and a cold smile appeared on his face. Anyone who dared to attack him would eventually regret it himself, although that would be useless, because even if there was a medicine for regret in this world, the dead could not eat. Even those who were killed by him, even if they were resurrected, could only become the lowest level skeletons, because they had no soul.

"Haha...ha...hiccup..." He laughed dryly, and suddenly hiccupped, because he suddenly realized that he was not qualified to laugh. Although he had killed this shaman, his steerer for the purpose of hearing and the steerer he relied on when he was on the road were killed, and the person he was trying to track was gone.

Wouldn't it be better if I didn't kill this guy just now, but captured him alive?

The cold man's expression was so funny that he didn't have that cold look at all, but it just made people feel ridiculous.

Now he killed him, and the damn person died, and he was left alone in the wind. At this moment, he found that he had not even brought out a tool for transportation.

Standing in the vast wilderness, he looked around and nothing else appeared in his sight except for the triangular demon antels.

The cold man wiped his face and looked around and found that no one was there. So he ran forward like a thief. He seized the opportunity and rushed up, hugged the neck of a triangular demon. The triangular demon neighed desperately and jumped, running away like a fierce horse that was unwilling to be tamed.

Not to mention how this cold man could deal with this bad-tempered demon antel, facing the demon antel, his imminent death magic is useless, after all, he wants to find a means of transportation.

Shortly after the man left, Slut's body lying on the ground suddenly made a crackling sound, and then suddenly burst out and turned into dust in the sky. What was scattered in the air was not flesh and blood, but dust of wood. What remained on the ground was not a corpse, but a strange totem that had been completely destroyed.

The substitute totem can be used instead of oneself and to withstand a unique item. However, it is only once. If a cold man attacks again, even if he just kicks, he may see through Slut's Li Daitao's plan.

A slight vibration came from the ground not far from the totem, and then Slut, covered in dust, crawled out from inside. His face turned pale and he staggered for two steps, almost unable to move.

"Spirit...wolf!" He took out a totem carved with a wolf's head from his arms and inserted it on the ground. The ground tumbling, and ripples of water vapor condensed from all directions into a blue transparent giant wolf with a height of one person. The giant wolf picked up Slut, turned around and ran away.

On the airship, Alfred and others had already seen everything that was happening here through the water mirror, and had also driven the airship to fly back.

Seeing Alfred jumping from the basket, Slut could no longer support him and lost consciousness. The blue spirit wolf was disillusioned like a bubble.

He pounced on him and caught the unconscious Slut. Alfred exclaimed and almost threw Slutt away because the one in his arms was not like a person, but like a piece of thousands of years of ice!

The cold man's power is too powerful. Although the substitute totem can absorb damage, it has only transferred part of it. Slut barely supports it here, which is also due to his powerful soul power as a shaman.

Slut is the commander of this team. Now Slut is in a coma, and everyone is a little confused. After discussing for a while, they made a decision. Now go back immediately and find Yao Yan to find a solution. Slut is in a very bad condition now, and Falford's healing technique and Bomo's potions are completely useless. They can only hope that Yao Yan, who is almost omnipotent, can save Slut.

As for the druid who was sleeping beside him, they were forgotten.

At night, the Liyuan wilderness is quiet and mysterious. Above the desolate wilderness, an inexplicable shadow is moving quietly. It is some predatory carnivores looking for prey.

On the wasteland, there were a few fires rising everywhere. In the camps where adventurers often slept in, some resident adventurers even set fires from afar, alert to each other and looking at each other.

"Brother, thank you for your antelope meat. You don't have to chew the stone-like bread tonight!" A group of adventurers stationed under a huge rock, backed by the huge rock to guard against the wild beasts and resisted the wind and sand in the wilderness were laughing around a fire.

On the fire, there was a huge triangular demon antel. This kind of demon antel runs very fast, so ordinary demon vehicles would not want to catch up with it. Moreover, such a big demon antel is obviously the leader, and it is difficult to hunt it in normal times.

The magic antels who are good at running have a very delicious meat. Although they are in groups on weekdays, they are extremely alert. As long as they feel hostility, they will definitely escape from the first time. It is really hard for ordinary people to eat it.

"It would be nice to have bread. If this piece of bread was exchanged for Li Yuanjing for ten or eight yuan a while ago." Another adventurer smiled. He swayed a piece of bread in his hand, then put it back in the bag, and said, "This piece of bread was given to me by the Lord Druid. I decided to take it back and add the boy to me. Is it easy for him to make some money outside? If you throw this kind of thing on the street, I'm afraid he won't even look at it. To us, it's a treasure."

Everyone started to laugh.

Sitting next to the fire, there was a man with a scar on his face. He didn't speak much. When the others laughed, he smiled. When the people next to him laughed, he asked casually: "Master Druid? What Master Druid?"

"It's the young druid in the woods next to Nam Town." When he talked about the druid, he respected it very much, "It's Lord Kane of the Thunder Killing Guild."

"You won't even know the Thunder Killing Guild." Seeing the scarred man's expression on his face, the adventurers were surprised, and one of them said, "Have you just arrived in the Liyuan Wilderness?"

"Yes, this is my first time here." The scar man smiled, looking very shy.

"Oh, no wonder. Remember, the Thunder Slaying Guild is our first guild in the Liyuan Wilderness. The president is Lord Yao Yan. He is a powerful magic net walker. He defeated the entire fleet of the Winter tribe by himself..."

"Although Lord Yao Yan is very powerful, the president of the Thunder Guild is actually his father. Lord Yao Yan is just the acting president, or the young president."

"Nothing is different." The man waved his hand and said, "Anyway, the Thunder Killing Guild is the most powerful force in our Liyuan wilderness. What is the Dragon Worship, the Demon Dragon, and the Winter Clan, all of them stand aside."

"Oh, such a powerful guild must be very domineering." The scarred man asked casually.

"No, the people in the Thunder Killing Guild are very loyal, especially my dad..." Everyone in the Thunder Killing Guild was full of grace.

"Oh, I saw an airship flying in the sky some time ago. It's not just the Thunder Killing Guild." The scar man asked.

"That might be that there are only two airships, including the Dragon Bible and the Thunder Killing Guild. The Dragon Bible and the Dragon Bible and the Thunder Killing Guild airship, you know, is the kind of big bones, and the Thunder Killing Guild airship is much smaller."

"The Thunder Killing Guild you mentioned is in Nam Town, right? Where is Nam Town?" the scar man asked again.

"Nam Town, walk west from here. After seeing the road, follow the road south. It is Nam Town." One of the adventurers enthusiastically pointed out, "Nam Town is a good place now, and you really should go and have a look."

"Okay, I will definitely go and see if I have time. Come on, I wish you all a cup of wine. I hope you will be reborn in the next life and don't be adventurers." The scar man clinked glasses with several adventurers. When he heard his toast, he was stunned. Before he could ask, he froze there.

"I wish you a good journey on the road to the underworld." The smile on the scarred man slowly faded away, and his cold expression reappeared. He poured the wine in his hand on his feet. Facing several men whose bodies had completely lost their heat and were frozen into ice sculptures, he showed a cold smile. He searched out a map from the people, looked at it a few times, then compared the map on his body, determined the location of Nam Town, turned around and walked towards the adventurers' magic motor. With the roar of the engine, the magic motor gradually faded away.

On the fire, the roasted Triangle Demon Antelope emitted a burnt fragrance, and the grease dripped down, making a squeaking sound. Next to the fire, several adventurers who had completely lost their heat were roasted by the flames, their bodies slowly softened, and they slowly lay down on the ground next to the fire, as if they were asleep.

But, they will never get up again.

In the huge wasteland, the bizarre deaths of several adventurers would not attract anyone's attention. As the fire was pounding, the adventurers' faces were gray and haggard. One of the adventurers also held the bread as hard as stones in his waist bag. However, he never had the chance to tell his son about the hardships of life.

At the same time, in Nam Town, everyone stared at the two people in the field, with the proud Yao Yan on one side and the betrayed Naste on the other side.

He couldn't believe that his eyes were actually defeated.

The backyard of Nam Town was illuminated by magic lamps like daylight, and the bright lights reflected the unpredictable expression on his face very vividly.

The same vivid expression is Dad.

Even though he was full of confidence in Yao Yan, he never thought that Yao Yan could really defeat Naister in such a short time. Even the weapon Yao Yan used was a long sword, not his string, or magic.

And just now, the fighting style shown by Yao Yan was like a dream and full of unreal illusion.

"Next, the little calf head." Yao Yan slapped the little calf head who came on the field proudly, and then the little calf head walked up with a smile, without changing, and stood there holding the totem pole in both hands.

No...no, looking at the definite expression of the calf head, Naist suddenly felt a little worried.

At this moment, the sound of propellers came from the sky. Before the airship could stop, Alfred was eager to hold Slut and grab the rope with one hand and jump down from above.

"Help! Yao Yan, Slut is almost dead." Alfred's voice was already stunned and crying.

"What's wrong?" When everyone heard this, they hurriedly surrounded him, and now they didn't care about the game at all.

"Hiss..." Yao Yan reached out and touched Slut's arm, and he quickly shrank his hand. It had been half a day. Slut is still extremely cold now. If it weren't for his chest slowly rising and falling, Yao Yan even suspected that he was dead.

Yao Yan first performed several healing techniques, and the green light fell on Slut, but it had little effect.

"Hurry, move him to the hall, Verak, go and burn the water." It's like using ice to cool down when you have a fever. Now Slut's body temperature must be raised as soon as possible. Humans are constant temperature creatures. If the temperature is abnormal for a long time, the body's skills will be completely disordered.

Several people who could cast spells cast fireballs and hang around Slut. The calf head ran over. Seeing Slut's appearance, he turned into a giant wolf without hesitation and pressed his scorching chest on.
Chapter completed!