Open Your Quest Log Chapter 445

Severe pain, a kind of severe pain from the soul, not only made Barrett fall to the ground unexpectedly, but also made his originally unconscious death knight body feel a stinging pain similar to the burning of venom.

"Damn it, what do you want to do?" Barbarian got up and turned around and yelled.

"Treat you. A mortal with no manners." The initiator said in a dissatisfied tone. "You shouldn't be insulting and yelling at a noble servant of the gods. This is a great sin!"

The speaker is a female phantom with wings on her back, her face is proud and holy, and her cheeks are slightly bulging, looking a little angry. If nothing else, this void should be the angel in the 'Shadow of Twins'.

"Treat me?" Barret sighed helplessly, "Didn't you see that I'm an undead? Or, in your limited consciousness, do you actually think you're a necromancer?"

"Dirty undead, you are not allowed to blaspheme my identity as a servant of God." The ghost said while pinching his waist, "You should feel ashamed of yourself and repent from your soul, instead of pointing at others. Humph! I Even if it doesn't heal your body, it can... and can put you into a long, peaceful sleep."

sleep? Sleep shit, I don't want to **** sleep yet!

The battle was still going on, and Barrett didn't want to pay attention to the phantom in front of him that would only do a disservice. He left the 'Twin Sword' in his hand on the ground, and then leaned over to pick up the 'Resonant Battle Axe' and the shield' metal poetry on the ground. '.

"Hey, what are you doing?" After seeing Manzi throw the sword on the ground, the ghost floated to him angrily, "You should cherish this sword more, wipe it often, polish it carefully, Let it always shine like new. After all, there is a noble servant here." She raised her round chin.

Barret ignored the meaningless noise of the phantom, and stared into the air.

The circling Primordial Dragon did not rush to attack at this time, but used some powerful spell-like ability, causing snowflakes to float on the entire battlefield. The snowflakes got bigger and thicker, turning the barrier into a world of ice and snow.

What is this white dragon, who can't even speak, going to do? Didn't it notice until now that all frost attacks have no effect on me? The barbarian frowned in thought.

Before, he was unscathed under the raging dragon's breath, and he ignored the low-cold frost fog surrounding the dragon. It is reasonable to say that the other party should be aware of it.

Although there seems to be some problems with the intelligence of this primordial white dragon, doesn't it mean that it has a fighting instinct and frost talent far beyond its peers?

Frost talent is really amazing, as for fighting instinct? Barrett shook his head inwardly. He hasn't seen it yet.

"Why don't you respond when I'm talking to you?" The phantom floated to the front of Barrett, looking at the barbarian with a pair of clear eyes, as if to see the sin in his heart.

You, and that lustful demon named Di, why do you like to block other people's sight? "I'm fighting, respectable little..., noble **** attendant, don't you see?" Barrett gestured to the giant dragon in the air with his eyes.

Void also turned to look in the air, and turned his **** to Barrett's face, "It's hurt!" Void said, "It hurts deeply, maybe I can cure it!"

This shit, Barrett finds out that a minute is so long again, "You gotta figure out one thing." He raised his voice, looked at the other's **** and said, "That guy is my opponent, I need to kill it, Otherwise I'll be killed by it!"

The ghost turned and looked down at the barbarian again, "The battle between the evil white dragon and the filthy undead is really a wonderful opera. It's a pity that I don't have enough time, otherwise I really want to see who it is. There will be the ultimate victory. Or, two sinful creatures die at the same time?" She smiled.

"Walk slowly, don't send it." Leave quickly and never come out again!

"My name is 'Josephina', you have to remember this name well, undead." Void said, "When I come out, I hope you can learn to be polite. Also, keep that sword well! "After she finished speaking, she disappeared into the air.

Alas, I wish I could sigh hard now. The barbarian slammed the shield with his battle axe to lift his spirits. Then he let out a Nordish battle cry and threw himself into the fight again.

Barrett moved his arm, aimed the resonant battle axe at the dragon in the air and threw it fiercely. The circling dragon has been paying attention to the barbarian's actions. The moment it saw Barrit raise his hand, it flew to the side lightly and was not hit.

The battle axe spun and hit the dark red barrier, then bounced back to the ground. Barrett took a few quick steps towards the axe's landing spot and took it in his hand. Without the resonance assistance of the bronze ring, he could only use the most primitive method to perform throwing attacks.

The second, third, and fourth time, Barrett's tomahawk throws were all dodged by the prepared primordial dragon. This guy is much more agile in the air than he is on the ground.

Over time, Barrett found that the snowflakes in the air hardened into tiny ice crystals that shimmered with light. Countless ice crystals crowded, collided, and shattered in the air, turning into dazzling ice dust, but more continued to fall toward the ground and gathered in the direction of Barrett.

This ancient white dragon is really strong! The barbarian was amazed in his heart. If he wasn't in death knight form, he was immune to frost damage, and would likely have collapsed into a corpse at this point. Although he is now also very similar to the corpse.

The ice crystals have continued to grow, and the effect of hitting the body can no longer be ignored.

An ordinary ice crystal turned into an ice thorn during the fall, rubbing Barrett's neck and smashed to the ground. The other ice thorn was directly inserted into Barbarian's shoulder, causing his body to stagger slightly. Although the third one was blocked by 'Metal Poetry', the subsequent ice thorns became more and more dense.

Although Barrett is immune to frost damage, he cannot save the physical damage caused by the fall of the icicle. Moreover, 'Metal Poetry' is a medium-sized shield, unable to protect his whole body, causing the barbarian to be hit by ice thorns one after another.

He had to run to avoid the ice spikes that kept gathering towards him. Raising the kite-shaped shield made a 'crackling' sound, as if thousands of arrows were shot at it.

Although the body of the undead allows him to temporarily ignore these small injuries, it is not the way to continue like this. The ice thorns are still growing wildly, and the one that just landed in front of Barrett is already similar to the real arrows used by archers. It is foreseeable that it will not be long before the spears formed by the ice will hit him like raindrops.

At that time, there will be no second ending for him other than being nailed to the ground by an ice spear.

I need to figure out a way to knock it off first! Barrett ran towards the Taikoo White Dragon hovering in the air, trying to shorten the distance between them as much as possible. But the white dragon flapped his wings and flew into the distance after he got close to a certain level, making Barrett's plan in vain.

Where did this guy's ferocity go? Why use such a clumsy tactic? While running away, Barrett glanced at the sky again. It seems that it is determined to use this safe method to kill me, rather than just jumping down and tearing me to pieces.

The barbarians that 'Arrow Rain' fought were embarrassed. With a sigh in his heart, after determining the position of the giant dragon, he gritted his teeth and lifted the shield.

The 'Resonating Battle Axe' shot out again, and in the white canvas formed by the frost and cold fog, an arc with an aura of death was drawn. The battle axe smashed all the icicles along the way, and went straight to the head of the ancient dragon... The barrier next to it rushed over.

The dragon casually glanced at the non-threatening battle axe, then ignored it, and continued to manipulate the sky-filled icicles to stab at Barrett. But just in the corner it didn't notice, after the deflected battle axe hit the dark red barrier, it bounced back high, and attacked it again with unabated speed.

When the ancient giant dragon noticed it again, it was too late, and the resonance battle axe hit the right eye of the giant dragon with precision, smashing the entire vertical pupil as it rotated.

Another shrill, high dragon roar~www.mtlnovel.com~ This ancient dragon known as 'Death Frost' fell heavily to the ground.

Without the control of the white dragon, the icicles in the sky began to fall aimlessly, and Barrett held his shield and rushed towards the giant dragon frantically.

He picked up the 'pain' from the death knight's sword in the middle, turned a small corner and threw away the shield, holding 'despair' in his hand. Although the death knight's ability to pierce swords is average, if the attack part is the eyes, it is still fully capable.

The ancient dragon not far away had begun to wake up from the dizziness at this time, and Barrett seized the opportunity. Seeing that the distance was not too much, he used the [Jump Smash] skill.

The barbarian raised his hands high and jumped directly to the dragon's head from the air. When he fell, the death knight's pair of swords, carrying all the kinetic energy and the weight of his body, plunged into the dragon's only remaining eye.

The molten silver-like vertical pupil cracked instantly, and the scarlet blood and the liquid in the dragon's head splashed like a waterfall, swaying everywhere. This ancient dragon made a death-like dragon cry, and it struggled to get up again, but the "tyrannical touch" on its claws made it fall down again.

Barrett also roared wildly at this time, and he pushed the weapon in his hand deeply into the dragon's brain again, until the hilt. The ancient dragon's wings fluttered slightly, and then there was no sound at all.

it is finally over! The barbarian sat paralyzed on the dragon's head and wiped his blood-stained face. He looked up at the stands around the arena, and found that the devil spectators were all crazy at this time, and they didn't know what to say.

Barrett stuck out his tongue and licked the blood from the corner of his mouth. Unfortunately, there is no taste, only inexplicable cold.

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