Mage Joan

Of course, Joan saw the herder's crimes at a glance, but he deliberately didn't mean it, but instead catered to the mentality of the snow monsters eager to hunt goats, waved his hand and indulged the young brothers to go up the mountain to catch sheep!

In addition to Joan, in this team of wolves and snow monsters, only the old winter wolf Augustus has enough wisdom to understand the herder's slowing down.

Seeing that the snow monster was deceived, the old wolf was anxious and angry, and hurriedly turned around and hurried over, urging Joan to take care of the overall situation, restraining his men to give up chasing goats, and continue to hurry, don’t delay the surprise attack in Elk Town for the sake of a small profit. plan.

Joan raised his face and folded his arms across his chest. No matter how the old wolf persuaded, he just kept shaking his head and repeating a sentence.

"Moge! Moge!"

The old wolf frayed his mouth, and all the truth was exhausted, but it was still useless, and finally he couldn't hold back his anger, and he scolded angrily.

"Dabai! You brainless idiot!"

"Hurry up and greet your men back!"

"Mr. Trim's affair, all your idiots must be skinned, not to die!"

"What are you talking about?"

Joan rolled his eyes strangely.

"Old dog! You scold me again to try!"

"You fucking--"

The old wolf was about to open his mouth to curse. The mutant snow monster suddenly burst out, rounded his arms, and a huge slap with a roaring wind sounded firmly on the old wolf's face.

"What kind of dog are you? Dare to scold me!"

"Go to hell! I have been holding you for a long time!"

Joan opened his eyes in a rage, snarled and rushed up, stepped on the back of the old wolf's spine, grabbed his tail with both hands, struggling, and with a puff, the old wolf's tail was pulled by him, and the broken tail's root spewed blood, The dyed chrysanthemum is scarlet.

The old wolf, Augustus, almost suffocated with pain, barely turned his head to glare at Joan, and spurted a white cold wave at him.

After Joan transformed into Dabai, he accidentally injected a "awakening agent" to obtain all the supernatural abilities of the mutant snow monster, including immunity to cold damage.

The cold current spewed out by the winter wolf is a cold supernatural attack that can instantly freeze human blood, but it does not work for Joan, who is immune to the magic of cold.

"Close your stinky mouth!"

Joan, who turned into a monster, couldn't help but move the animal's nature in the blood. He raised his fist, and banged two heavy punches on the old wolf's face.

The sound of broken bones came from under the fist, making Joan suddenly wake up and barely restrain the urge to use violence.

Looking down, Old Wolf Augustus had broken his chin, his face was bloody, and his eyes turned white.

Joan reached out and leaned into the **** nose of the old wolf, tentatively, breathing faintly, it seemed that he was just beaten to death.

Joan secretly relieved.

The old wolf can't die yet, so he will pry open his mouth later, and ask all the details about the attack on Elk Town.

The sudden outbreak of conflict here attracted a large crowd of snow monsters to watch. Seeing the old wolf beaten by their boss, they all groaned in excitement and applauded the boss.

The group of fearful wolves in front also noticed that the situation was not right and looked back.

Seeing that the leader was stepped on his feet by Dabai, there was more outgassing and less air intake, and there was a sudden uproar, and his teeth grinned and made a siege gesture.

The intimidation of the pack wolves did not scare away the snow monsters, but instead stimulated the primitive fierceness of this group of monsters, screaming at the pack wolves and defending their boss.

Joan noticed the sharp rise of the gunpowder smell in the air, but did not restrain it. Instead, he waved his hand and waved his hand, pointing at the wolves and yelling "Moge."

The little brothers around the snow monsters waited for the words of the boss, just like hearing the horn of the charge, rushing towards the wolves, waving their thick arms, and beating the nearest fearful wolf crazy!

The terrified wolf is not easy to bully. He raised his fangs, leaned against the snow monster, bit his opponent's arm, and slammed into each other's arms.

Snow monsters and terror wolves fought together, the ground was splashed with large pieces of mud mixed with blood, roaring and howling one after another, the scene was chaotic.

Joan didn't stay out of it, took a deep breath, and rushed into the densest area of ​​the wolves, opening a cold airflow covering the space of 60 feet in front.

The magic contained in the cold current causes an average of up to 10 energy levels of cold damage to all creatures affected by the spit.

The Snow Monsters all have the talent to be immune to the freezing cold, and are not affected by the cold current that Joan spurs. The terror wolf fighting with the Snow Monster does not have such resistance, and all of them are frozen to the point of stiffness and slow action.

The snow monsters took the opportunity to take advantage, riding on the back of the frozen terror wolf crazy beating.

There are some more clever snow monsters. When they see the boss spitting cold currents, they are inspired. They no longer brainlessly compete with the fearful wolf. Instead, they open their inner eyelids and issue a "chilling gaze."

Dire wolves are more powerful than snow monsters, and their beast-shaped bodies are more suitable for melee combat than humanoid creatures like snow monsters, but they don’t have the supernatural ability of snow monsters, and they are hit by the "shock stare". Shivering, even paralyzed.

The snow monsters quickly gained an overwhelming advantage and slammed the pack of wolves.

Within half an hour, more than 60 terror wolves were mostly killed by the snow monsters, and the remaining terror wolves were also frightened, struggling to get rid of the entanglement of the snow monsters, and fled to the desert.

After a dogfight, the Snow Monsters also sacrificed more than a dozen lives. Except for Joan, almost everyone was bleeding. However, the casualties were insignificant in the eyes of this group of barbaric monsters. The most important thing was that they defeated the wolves, thumped their chests, and raised their eyes.

Joan, who commanded the snow monsters to beat the wolves, has also become an irreplaceable hero in the mind of his brother, looking to show his heartfelt reverence in his eyes.

After the excitement, some snow monsters picked up the wolf corpses in place, skillfully peeled off the wolf skin, and bitten the fresh wolf with blood, and enjoyed it.

Joan frowned, and suddenly shouted loudly.

The snow monsters were horrified by the horror, and hurriedly dropped the corpse in their hands, wiped the blood stains from their mouths, and surrounded them to the boss.

Joan pointed to the messy body, shook his index finger, and said contemptuously, "Moge!"

Then he turned to face the mountain pasture, pointed at the cattle and sheep being chased by another group of snow monsters, gave a thumbs up, shouted: "Mott!"

The snow monsters nodded their heads and agreed with the boss's wise opinion. Compared with the stubborn wolf meat, the beef and lamb are indeed more delicious! More Mott!

Joan led the snow monsters with absolute authority, took a big step, and approached the ranch fence aggressively.

The group of snow monsters under the mountain had long noticed the conflict on the hillside. At this time, Joan saw a group of fierce and evil spirits, and surrounded them with no good intentions.

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