Dimensional Eroders

After the skeleton soldiers got rid of the siege, they rushed straight towards the white waves. At the intersection in a blink of an eye, Brother Lang couldn't retreat. With his growing strength, he swung the chain, swung the Sinking Demon into a circle in the air, and smashed it with his hands.

Fukimaru: !!!∑(Дノ)ノ

The Meteor Meat Hammer was born out of nowhere, knocking the skeleton soldier over. With a chain tied around his neck, Fuguiwan, who knew he couldn't escape, fought back and wrestled with the skeleton. This scene attracted attention not far away.

"Be careful, there are monsters in ambush!" A newcomer to the trial shouted nervously after seeing Fugui Wan, then raised his gun and aimed at Bailang's position to shoot.

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Brother Lang, who was taking out the 'Physics Staff' and was about to make up the knife, heard the gunshot, and the concrete floor on the side was cracked. He cursed secretly, rolled over and hid in a side bunker, and at the same time shouted: "Stop! Your own people, stop attacking!"

He then fired a warning shot into the sky. The sharp-eyed counselor immediately recognized the voice of the savior, and said pleasantly, "Don't shoot, it's Brother Lang! It's Brother Lang!"

Of course, this group of people knew about Bailang, and they had a particularly deep memory!

Brother Lang's words that night caused more than a dozen 'despicable demon hunters' to emerge from among the survivors. Then, due to his lack of money, he couldn't pay the fine, so he was stuck outside Rogge's camp and stayed out at night, fighting against the cold wind to kill zombies in the middle of the night to pay off his debts. As for the subsequent decline in the favorability of NPCs, failure to receive tasks, increase in learning skill costs... etc., I won't go into details, it's all tears.

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The voice on the girl's side just fell, and Brother Lang had already shouted 'Kalaniqiu' on the other side. Under the restraint and interference of the sinking demon, he rushed up and exploded the skeleton two or three times, smashing it to the ground.

The wild, rough, open and close, and unscrupulous fighting style is eye-catching. A few old fritters frowned in displeasure. To be honest, they didn't like this kind of 'reckless' reckless newcomers.

Because this kind of people usually don't live long, and those who can live long... are all 'scourges'.

Counsel looked at the scene of Bailang holding a magic wand, shouting spells, and violently smashing the skull's head, which instantly overlapped with the bright smile of the "Moon Whiplash Maniac" in her memory, and then shuddered. elder brother.

An ominous premonition suddenly came to mind, the wallet seemed to be empty again?

Huh? Why do I think so?

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When the white waves approached, the battle to encircle and suppress the skeletons to score points was coming to an end. The president remained unmoved by foreign objects and challenged the strongest skeleton soldiers. The rest of the newcomers, under the organization of a few old fritters, killed monsters in an orderly manner, and kept alternating rotations to ensure that everyone got a head.

This cooperative team model is more efficient than him working alone.

Although he monopolizes all monsters and income, searching and reconnaissance, waiting in ambush, and surprise hunting all depend on him alone, which is time-consuming and labor-intensive. With this skill, how many votes did this group of people get?

When Bailang was observing the tester, the group of people were also looking at him curiously.

Brother Lang has been missing from the camp for about a week. Last week, when the Big Three launched the 'Friendship Club' again, Uncle Che paid special attention to his whereabouts and asked people about Bailang's whereabouts, but no one knew.

After a few more days without seeing anyone, Brother Lang was labeled as 'dead in battle' and became another promising talent who died young.

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Now that Bailang has returned with a strong deceitful corpse, he has returned to his hometown in full clothes, and his maverick aura immediately attracts attention and becomes the focus.

Although he was dressed in tattered clothes and looked like a trash guy, he exuded a confidence that ordinary people didn't have. That was the calm and unhurried killing from the monster's den. Unlike these novices, even though there are many people armed with weapons, they are still nervous and suspicious.

Bailang was carrying a thick 'iron rod' on his back, holding a chain in his hand, and dragging a red-skinned 'Sinking Demon' behind him, walking towards the crowd with a smile.

The Sinking Demon was timid and shy, and saw a group of fully armed humans staring at him with evil smiles. Fuguiwan's liver trembled, and he lay down timidly on the ground, clinging to the cracks in the road, motionless, not wanting to fall into the devil's lair.

When he walked halfway, his body stopped, and the chain in his hand was stretched straight. The non-cooperation of the pet made Brother Lang very embarrassed. He also wanted to show off the "Fugui Pill" and sell it to these bad guys, tricking them into opening the "Pet System" and buying and binding the exclusive Fallen Demon!

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Pia! Pia!

Under everyone's shocking eyes, Brother Lang took out the 'Magic Little Whip of Love', lashed at Fugui Pill, and immediately brushed up the 'Happiness Index', and then led the pet closer to the battlefield like a beast trainer.

Seeing Tamer's 'Fu Gui Pill', everyone at the scene was stunned. My time! so amazing? ! Is this still the cruel, cunning, bloodthirsty, evil Fallen that we know? Coach, I want to report! He cheats, his painting style is different from ours!

And the girl's brain was shocked, and the scene of brother Lang chopping up the little red skin with an axe, using the "physics animal taming technique" to control the movement of the fallen demon through the handle of the axe immediately appeared! It overlaps with the scene of flogging the Fugui pill in front of him again.

My Brother Lang is indeed still Brother Lang, but why is my heart suddenly so sad? Have the urge to cry?

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"Come on! Fuguiwan, tear them apart! Use the rune stick quickly!" Brother Lang took this opportunity to extend the chain, let Fuguiwan injure the skeleton and grab the head.

The Sinking Demon ran on all fours and rushed towards the last few bloody skeletons. It passed through the two people nimbly and nimbly. After seeing the chain, Lao Youtiao resisted and did not make a move.

And the experimenter was still in a sluggish state, watching helplessly as the fallen demon took the 'rune bat' from behind, and knocked the skeleton to the ground with a set of knee-breaking stick techniques, then the snake skin moved, flexibly dodging the attack, wretched The sneak attack finally smashed the skull's head.

Nima, so extravagant? Three gold coins for the Fallen Demon to use? We haven't even reached one per capita yet. Wait, that's not the point! The important point is this is our skeleton, you can fight and rob monsters!

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"Brother Bai, is it really you?" The cowardly girl got out of the crowd and said in surprise, "Where have you been all this time? Uncle He and the others have looked for you, but there has been no news from you."

"Uh..." Bailang didn't want to talk about his own experience, so he replied modestly, "Really? I was wandering around the city picking up trash recently, and I was so addicted to it that I forgot the time."

Everyone listened to his nonsense with a look of 'hehe', I believe your nonsense?

However, a few old fritters stared back and forth at the'physics staff' behind Brother Lang, and then looked at the sinking demon who was shaking constantly but forcibly suppressing the impulse to attack, and his eyes changed when he looked at Brother Lang.

From the information revealed by the newcomers, as well as Bailang's dirty appearance, his heading direction, and his aggressive aura, the fried dough sticks are sure that this guy has lived alone in the depths of the city for at least four days. This is a ruthless character. !

At this moment, Gao Wen was still chattering and asking: "Brother Lang, is this monster a fallen demon? What did you do to it? Why is it so obedient? Could it be a 'skill'?"

Hearing the counseling girl asking about the Fugui Pill, many people became interested. Let alone bring a baby to kill monsters, is it practical? Just to lead a monster out to hunt, just think about pretending to be B and flirting.

The scene where Brother Lang smoked Fugui Pills violently in front of everyone just now made many girls feel very annoyed, and inspired their primitive instinct of waving a small whip.

Brother Lang rubbed his sister's head with his dirty hands, and with the look of a caring big brother, he said: "You said Fugui Pill? He is a monster I saved halfway. This is not a skill, but gratitude and influence." It is grateful for my life, and under my earnest teaching (fist), it finally repented, sacrificed its knees, and became a pet. Don’t worry, it is very obedient, Fugui Wan, roll away !"

Brother Lang waved the little whip and made a sound in the air. Fuguiwan shuddered for a while, and immediately rolled over.

"Bow!...Kneel down!...Hold your head and squat down!...Front somersault...Come on, I wish everyone a new year! Look, this guy is not only cute and sensible, but also understands human language. It can also lure monsters to kill and steal people's heads. It is a rare high-IQ pet that can be experienced in killing monsters while traveling at home. If any of you are interested, I can sell it to him at a cost price."

Bai Lang wanted to see this group of survivors, and his first reaction after seeing this group of survivors was to make money from them first!

This group of people are interested in Fugui Wan, so they will sell it. How much is a fallen demon worth? But a sensible and obedient pet is different! What's more, he launched the 'pet system', which is not intelligence, but a business opportunity! After selling Fugui Pill, you can still buy Fugui Pill No. 2 to continue cultivating.

Listening to Brother Lang's introduction, the newcomers all showed excited expressions. And the corners of the old fritters' eyes twitched wildly, and the expressions they looked at Fuguiwan also became weird. They have been in the camp for so many years, and this is the first time they have seen such a strange monster.

What the hell did you do to it?

When the fried dough sticks looked at Brother Lang, they also had subtle curiosity and scruples. A person lived alone in the depths of the city for four or five days, using indescribable means to twist and enslave a monster into its current appearance. Are the newbies these days monsters?