Undead Mentor Aspects

The big man is [-] meters tall, burly and powerful, his arms are thicker than his legs, and he is carrying a mace as tall as a person. The thick spikes on his forearms make people shudder. Bloody.The big man took two steps, and the ground seemed to be trembling.

Xiao Tianming took a deep breath: Are there descendants of barbarians in Huanglong?What a surprise.In ancient times, the orcs were extremely powerful. Wyverns, Cyclops, and Behemoths are all legendary arms.And the Slayer is the backbone of the infantry's combat effectiveness.

The barbarians with excellent bloodlines have undergone strict selection, training, and weapon allocation. They are the butcher troops known as ground meat grinders. They were once the nightmare of hundreds of people in the mainland.The origin of the barbarians is unverifiable. Legend has it that they are the descendants of orcs and humans, and have always been rejected by humans.After that, she was accepted by the orcs who were also rejected, and the story has been passed down to this day.

In Xiao Tianming's eyes, the blood of the barbarians is not a hybrid of human and beast, but may be the descendants of the real God of War.The descendants of humans and orcs should be half-orcs, a lower race in the contemporary mainland.

According to historical records, in the later period of the war, the orcs who claimed to be the people of the god of war rejected the barbarian race with outstanding military exploits, which led to the ground defeat in the later period, the lack of medium combat power, slow replenishment of high-end combat power, and a large loss of low-end combat power, which indirectly contributed to the final battle. 's fiasco.

Except for the strangeness of the barbarian blood, Xiao Tianming couldn't think of any reason to explain it.

Since then, the barbarian race has gradually declined, living in a corner of the mainland, or hiding in deep mountains and old forests. They are extremely xenophobic and do not easily contact the outside world.Only among young people with a small amount of experience and a very small number of mercenaries, can they occasionally see barbarians.

Xiao Tianming has always been full of curiosity about barbarians. They have perfect bloodlines, strong bodies, top-notch fighting power, fearless of death, brave and good at fighting.This is not an individual elite, but the entire race, a mysterious race.

The only weakness is that barbarians generally have low IQ and have extremely poor resistance to spiritual magic.Maybe it's God's complement, the resistance of the dedicated barbarians to offensive elemental magic is also famous in the mainland.About 15.00% damage-free, basically ignoring low-level magic.

Thinking of the body of a barbarian in his prime, Xiao Tianming's eyes lit up: What a wonderful magic material!Iron Lao Si is really lucky.

In his head, he issued an order to the elite ghost assassin in the hidden corner: kill him, don't damage his body.There was a flash of light and shadow in the corner, indicating that the Nether Assassin had received an order.

"Little guy, die! Gru wants to eat!" The big man called himself Gru, and every step he took would cause an earthquake.Shouting that he was hungry, he rushed over.

Xiao Tianming blushed for a while.The appetite of the barbarians is as shocking as their strength.It is said that barbarian mercenaries will spend three fifths of the commission on food, one fifth of the commission on spirits, and keep the rest of the money for buying equipment.It seems that Tie Lao Si usually uses food to control the big guy.

"Food, food! Die, food!" the big man muttered, and he smashed down with a mace, viciously and brutally.

A green light flickered, and after a puff of smoke, Xiao Tianming appeared ten meters away intact.It is still a cloak mask, with a mysterious and cold look.

"It's a pity. It seems that this guy has been imprisoned for too long. He is not very intelligent and close to an idiot. Damn you, Iron Four, do you know how precious a test product you destroyed?" After using teleportation to evade the attack, Xiao Tian He secretly hated in his heart.

Since you're not perfect, there's no need to test.Nether, attack!

The big man Gru raised his mace again, rushed forward two steps fiercely, and smashed down with both arms.Xiao Tianming didn't dodge or dodge, watching coldly.Everyone thought he had been frightened and dumbfounded, and clamored for celebration.Only Gru, who rushed to the front, knew that he also had this kind of look, that is, the look of looking at the dead.Every time I killed someone before, I also looked at the prey with this kind of eyes, yes it was the prey!

With a chill in his heart, he shouted that it was not good, forcibly reversed the force of the downward smash, turned around and spun, and turned the downward smash into a sweep.The blue veins in the arms protrude, and the muscles are strong.Seeing this, Xiao Tianming sighed. The barbarians are indeed very talented. If humans change their direction so forcefully, under the strong stress, they may lose their waist or even break their arms.

The big man had no problems other than his blushing and frowning.A stronger body and bloodline brings a stronger physique and greater strength, which is a great addition to the cultivation and use of battle qi.No wonder the barbarians created such a great reputation in ancient times.

A looming shadow followed closely behind the original big man.An attack was about to be launched, and with such a change, the shadow could only roll over for a while, dodging the mace that was swept over his head.The barbarian was tall, while the ghost assassin was petite and nimble, and the mace that swept just passed over his head.

The big man took the opportunity to turn around, stared at the shadow of the Nether Assassin with a sneer, flew forward, and smashed down with a mace.There is no life under the stick, this is the portrayal of Gru.

There was a sudden change, and the shadow that had gradually solidified in front of him suddenly became more blurred. A strong wind blew by, and the big man yelled, "It's a shadow step!"Assassin's well-known cutting-edge skills, followed by backstab and laceration, a burst of pain came, sure enough!The hot liquid flowed down his back without feeling the pain, and Gru knew he was injured.However, barbarian warriors are not afraid of danger and pain.This little injury is trivial.It was the attack on the back of the head that made him dizzy and unable to manipulate his body.

It's now!The icy eyes of the Nether Assassin, who have never changed for thousands of years, flickered.The whole person turned into a black shadow, circling around Gru rapidly.Dodging and moving, You Ming quickly dodged Gru's subconscious counterattack, as precise as rehearsed.

Gru felt his chest, his abdomen, his ribs, the back of his head, his neck, the sides of his eyes behind his ears, and even the top of his head being attacked.It is the vulnerable area between the legs that is most attacked.Gelu was in unbearable pain for a moment, and his lifeblood was severely injured, so why not talk about pain?

What was even more frightening was that I obviously felt the backflow of blood, my chest was blocked, I coughed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out more than three meters away, which proved that the internal injury was extremely serious.He often relies on heavy blows to seriously injure his opponents, and internal injuries are even more commonplace. Such internal injuries are difficult to cure.

Seeing that You Ming wanted to continue attacking as if he was not satisfied, Xiao Tianming shouted in his heart: "Wait a minute, I still want him to be useful!"The death of a person is a small matter, but the damage to the body and soul is a major matter.For a good specimen, the soul is also essential.

Xiao Tianming's habit of collecting has never been cured since ancient times.

The massacre was going on all the time, even if the big guy tried his best, he couldn't touch the corner of Nether's clothes, and the belief of belonging to a fighter was still terrible.Barbarians can only die on the battlefield, otherwise, they will die without a whole body, which will also tarnish the glory of the race.This kind of belief is like the ancient times in a certain country that death is a minor matter, but injustice is a major issue.

Even if I die, I don't want to kneel down.A true warrior will always stand tall, and always look straight at the opponent's humble soul with indifferent eyes.

When You Ming jumped to the side and sat down, the big man still didn't notice what happened, he stared blankly, and laughed: But that's all.So what if I let you fight?Naturally thick-skinned, it is impossible to break through defenses at all, and even if it attacks a vital point, it cannot help itself.