The Bone King of the Beginning of the Comprehensive Manga

When I looked down, the first thing I noticed was a group of little ghosts. At a glance, there were more than fifty of them.There are more than a dozen guys scattered on the ground in front of them, with arrows stuck in their bodies, they should have been killed by the blond elf before.

Followed by a tall figure standing alone - the troll.Dark blue skin, with horns on his forehead, a rancid breath from his mouth, and a warhammer in his hand.

One edge of the circular base, unlike the rest of the relatively clean slab, was contaminated with imp feces.

There were some sundries and human bones mixed in the dirty excrement.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Seeing this scene, the Elf Archer and the blond elf bent down and retched.

The expression on the Shaman Taoist's face changed from shock to rigidity.

The lizard man's face, which was not easy to read, showed obvious disgust, but he immediately focused on the troll, which was a strong enemy.

Of course, he wasn't too worried. If there were only him, Elf Archer, and Shaman Daoist, they might end up here.But now there are adventurers of the platinum rank.

"First time seeing you?" Nangong Long asked.

Elf Archer nodded, a pair of long earlobes were very low.

“Adventures don’t always leave good memories”

Nangong Long glanced at the wall on the round pit, which was painted with wars from the Age of Gods.

The gods of the order side and the gods of the chaos camp brandished their respective weapons and fought together.

He just changed the structure of the ruins, and did not destroy the original things in the ruins, but the position will change a little.

The troll, who had recovered from the dazed state, let out a loud roar, and the screaming brats immediately shut up.

"You guys did it?" The troll raised his head and looked at Nangong Long and the others standing above the tiankeng with a fierce look.

Even after seeing this kind of power that changes the terrain instantly, the troll still doesn't hesitate. After all, he believes that this level of moves must be the credit of extremely rare magic scrolls and cannot be released again.

"What is your purpose of approaching the elf territory?"

Nangong Long ignored the troll's question and instead asked him a question.

"you……"

The eyes of the troll, who was about to yell, lost their luster.

"Harassing the elves makes it impossible for them to send troops to fight against the Demon King"

Nangong Long closed Sharingan, made a seal with both hands, and spit out a sea of ​​flames into the sinkhole.

"Fire Escape, Fire Extinguishing"

Facing the overwhelming high-heat flames, the little devils were powerless to resist.

The troll who recovered his sanity was burnt to ashes after only resisting for a moment.

His regeneration ability is not even comparable to that of vampires, that is, the degree to which he can heal wounds.The deeper the wound, the longer it will take to heal. If it is cut in half, it will die immediately.

There is no regeneration power at the regeneration level of severed limbs.

A fire destroyed everything, and the exquisite murals became scorched black.

"It's your luck to meet us this time, otherwise you must know what will happen to you. Be cautious in doing things, I hope you can remember"

Taking advantage of the Fairy Archer writing a letter to report the situation here, Nangong Long said to the blond elf.

"Hmm..." The blond elf looked like a good baby.

Just thinking about the fate of being caught by the kid gives me a chill.

After a while, Elf Archer handed the written letter to the blond elf.

Watching the blond elf disappear into the forest, Fairy Archer took Nangong Long and the others to the place where the gray giant lived.

City of Water, Temple of the Supreme God, Chamber of the Archbishop

"Are you going back tomorrow?"

The Sword Maiden who sat on Nangong Long's back and massaged him asked. 0

"Um"

Two days had passed since the troll was killed. After taking a look at the gray giant that day, Nangong Long opened the portal and returned to the water capital.

Hearing his answer, the Sword Maiden didn't have any emotional changes. After all, Nangong Long often came to her, so she didn't feel the sadness of parting.

"I've already sent someone to send a letter to the capital, and it's time to calculate. The king and the nobles' faces will become ugly when they hear the news that you won't go."

"Don't worry, the little girl is a child of the plane, and the Demon God King will be cold within a month."

"Stop talking about this, let's go to sleep." Nangong Long said while holding the soft jade hand that was pressing his shoulder.

"Um"

Frontier Town, Adventurer's Guild

When Nangong Long returned to the guild, the time to grab the task in the morning had already passed.

I greeted the lady at the counter, chatted for a while, and learned from her that the witches and the others went out to do missions.

So he decided to go to Irene first, and then come to the guild at noon.

But when he was about to leave, he saw Brother Sha walk into the guild, followed by a few people, it seems that he did not come in together by coincidence.

So he chatted with his brother.

The cause of the event is this:

Some time ago, Brother Slayer wiped out a little ghost's lair as usual, and passed a village on the way back, and happened to hear a farmer's chat, saying that a little ghost appeared near the village 1.7.

So Brother Sha stepped forward to inquire about it.

This small village is built on the mountainside, and there is a cottage not too far away from the village. It is a cottage built by the eunuchs with old trees not knowing how long ago.Now it has become a lair of little ghosts.

After getting the information he wanted from the farmer, Gesha approached the village head to discuss the remuneration, and wrote a simple commission.

This is what Nangong Long told him, the reward can be less, but not without it.

Anyway, there will be well-meaning adventurers to help, so you don't need to go to the guild to entrust the task.Once this kind of fluke mentality is formed, the next time the little ghost reappears, it is very likely that the original small lair will develop into a large lair because of the untimely entrustment, and the end will be to destroy the village.

Chapter 44 Brother Kill's Solo Show

In order to shorten the time, Brother Sha ran to the cottage.

Normally speaking, it would be absolutely wrong to do so, but after thinking about the current situation and his own physical strength, Brother Sha decided to reach the cottage as soon as possible.

Because he learned from the village chief that there were well-meaning adventurers passing by and heading to the village, and they set off about an hour ago.

From the village chief's description, Brother Sha could barely figure out the composition of the team.

One elf magician, one mortal warrior, one gardener hunter or scout, and one mortal monk. Logically speaking, the composition of this team is not bad, but Brother Slayer still doesn't like them.

After analyzing the information obtained from the farmer and the village chief, Brother Sha speculated that the lair occupying the cottage was no longer a small lair, but a large lair, and there were definitely dozens of imps.

That team is all women, the best prey for an imp.

Goblins have different interests in besieging female adventurers and male adventurers.For them, men can only be used as food, and the meat is not tasty and hard.In contrast, women have various uses.

Therefore, when the target is a woman, the kid will rush forward because of excitement.

The entrance of the cottage 10. Two imps who were shot to death were lying on the ground.

"Have you infiltrated already?"

Brother Sha frowned, even though he ran all the way, his breathing didn't mess up.

At this time, he would be especially grateful for the devil training he had experienced before.

"Fortunately, there is still time"

Brother Sha rushed in. Although his knowledge and knowledge did not cover a wide range, it was no problem if it was just a small cottage.

cottage interior

"The magic is exhausted," the elf magician said to the captain who was the forward with a pale face.

She has cast spells five times, and she has reached the limit.

What went wrong?This thought flashed through the mind of the noble daughter who led the team, but she didn't stop swinging the sword in her hand.

In order to save the kidnapped village girls, they came to this cottage.

They are adventurers of the eighth steel level. They have experienced many adventures and accumulated a lot of experience.

Therefore, they were not overwhelmed by the blood, but prepared as much equipment as possible in the small village.

At first everything went well, the nursery hunters killed the little ghosts standing guard, and they were carrying scent-eliminating herbal sachets, so the infiltration was perfect.

However, the number of organs inside the cottage far exceeded their expectations, and finding out and cracking these traps one by one would consume a lot of money for the gardeners and hunters.

Originally, the traps here were used by the elves to guard against monsters, but now they have become the protection umbrella of the little ghosts. It can only be said to be a fucking pit.

When they came to the deepest part of the stronghold, the very tired hunters ignored the alarm mechanism, and as a result, little ghosts rushed out, and the number was beyond imagination.

Fortunately, the noble daughter who served as the captain did not panic, and immediately ordered to fight.

The magician stands in the center, and the captain, hunters and monks stand in the outer circle.

Everyone tried their best to fight, but there were too many little ghosts, and lewd eyes appeared on their ugly faces, wave after wave.

The hunter's arrows are about to run out, the monk's miracles don't seem to last long, and the noble daughter's physical strength is running out.

If this continues, their team will be finished.

As the captain, the aristocratic daughter has long realized that no matter how evil torture she suffers, she will not give in, but the premise is that the person who sacrificed is herself.

The little ghost's eyes that want to strip them naked, you don't need to think about what a miserable end will be if you are caught by them.

She didn't want her teammates to face that dire future.

"Arrow... gone"

The nursery hunter was about to cry, but she still drew the dagger at her waist.

"...the limit"

The mortal monk gritted his teeth and squeezed out such a sentence, then slumped on the ground.

The aristocrat's daughter and the gardener's hunter are in a state of fatigue, and the loss of the blessing of miracles is undoubtedly worse.