crown of stars

Flo Bingya looked contemptuously at this little guy who was not as tall as him, with a bamboo pole-like figure, pale skin and hair, holding an equally slender long knife in his hand, which looked like it would break if broken.He pointed his middle finger up, hid the rest of his fingers in his palm, and made an extremely obscene gesture to the little one, trying to provoke him.However, his plan did not succeed at all, the other party only slightly deflected the angle of advocacy, in the wind and snow, the smooth and mirror-like blade reflected Messiah's unmoving face.

"Hey, kid, you really look like a little girl." Flo Bingya swung the giant axe, showing a ferocious smile, foul-smelling saliva dripped down the yellow teeth, and the other head was injured Muscles tugging, sarcoma upon sarcoma, and it looked downright disgusting.Although the opponent seemed unmoved, he still felt that this was a necessary tactic.The two-headed giant moved its steps cautiously, adjusting its posture with every step, looking for the best opportunity to attack on the cold and slippery ground.

If you can't succeed once, so many times, maybe the little guy is angry now, but he hasn't been irritated by the anger yet, so he rushed forward recklessly.The two-headed giant tried to keep his small eyes wide open, trying to remember each other's every move as much as possible.The two moved around an invisible center, like a lion confronting a hyena, always confronting each other, growling a few times before starting to fight head-on.

Of course, the hunting dog must be the last to die. The dignity of a lion cannot be violated.

However, what displeased him was that the silver-haired little guy was calm and calm, and didn't see the slightest bit of panic.In front of this little guy, he seemed to have turned into that timid and bluffing hound, barking and barking in front of the lion.The caravans that were robbed before, the mighty and majestic guards turned around and ran away when they saw his weird heads, and some of them mustered up the courage to show their blades at him, and they also collapsed under the giant axe.Flo Bingya felt a little annoyed, even a little guy could despise his existence, so in the frost giant tribe, are there more strong frost giants, such as the big slave owner Rogge in the tribe, eager to challenge His authority?

For the dignity of the tribal chief!

The two-headed giant made a tentative blow. He wanted to kill this kid neatly, and then go back and snatch all Rogge's slaves, make his skull into a wine cup, and once again proclaim his supreme status in the tribe. status.

Big pits appeared on the snow, cracks spread from under the rough and heavy giant axes, and splashed ice shards blocked the view.

A long, slender knife sliced ​​through the snow and dust.Messiah dodged the opponent's powerful blow lightly, and exchanged moves with this strange double-headed giant.

The long knife did not break as expected by the two-headed giant.Where the blades meet, the giant ax fused with cold iron is slightly rolled up, and the ax blade smoothly arcs down to form an inconspicuous pit.Flo Bingya stared at the damaged weapon with pain. The frost giants were a wandering people who made a living by robbing and hunting, with only the most basic production skills.Mining, smelting, and casting are all things that humans and dwarves can do. This ax only collected enough materials after he broke through five villages.

The two-headed giant felt a little tricky.Obviously, the opponent's long knife is not rubbish, it is obviously better than the ax in his hand, and it is obviously not so cost-effective to go head-to-head with the long knife.He restrained his careless gestures and devoted his whole brain to judging the situation in front of him.

Flo Bingya swung the giant ax roughly but not clumsily. When he was about to touch the long knife, he retracted it suddenly. His whole body turned to one side, avoiding the oncoming blade. It looked like he was dancing a funny dance. dance.That did work, at least no more cracks were added to his axe.The two-headed giant breathed a sigh of relief, his brain kept running, calculating the next attack.

Messiah can be regarded as facing Flo Bingya with some comfort.

He didn't understand the meaning of the frost giant's hand gesture, or he didn't care, even if he compared ten, he still couldn't escape the fate of defeat.

The frost giant opposite had grown two heads, and the other one looked very deformed, exuding an ominous aura.Both heads were wearing helmets, and the long tail feathers of unknown birds pierced into the sky, trembling with the heavy breathing of the two-headed giant.Several strings of gemstone necklaces strung together with animal teeth hung around his neck. It was obvious that this particularly vicious two-headed giant had an extraordinary status and was probably the leader of the tribe.If so, then he wouldn't have to look for the chief frost giant anymore.

Isil's performance testing has also begun initially.Obviously, the hardness of fine gold and mithril has been tested, and the marks on the ax are the best proof.The two-headed giant was also aware of this, carefully protecting the ax in his hand from being too severely damaged by Ithil.

The strength of the two-headed giant is not strong, it is much weaker than the illithid that he first encountered in the Underdark, even worse than the mature white dragon in the Strait Dragon Cave.It is precisely because of this that Messiah safely uses the two-headed giant as the object of performance testing. After all, Ithir is still so slender that the dwarves worry about it. I am afraid that the long knife will fail in an overly fierce confrontation with a strong opponent. break off.

The situation has completely fallen into a passive state. Even though he does not want to admit it, Flo Bingya is still at an irreparable disadvantage.The long blades, slender as a crescent moon, formed layers upon layers of sword shadows, covering the slow-moving two-headed giant.The winter wolf skin covered with armor plates slipped off the body before it actually touched the long knife, and the incisions rotted flat and became debris all over the floor.The chain armor under the wolf fur cloak was immediately exposed to the howling cold wind of the North.The limbs were covered with wounds of different depths, and the blood hadn't flowed out too much, and it was frozen into ice slag in the severe cold.

Without exception, the wounds did not cut to the bone, but the tendon was severed, and the force was greatly affected.

It can't go on like this.

The two-headed giant waved the giant ax in a state of embarrassment, no longer caring about the damage of the axe, and tried its best to block the wide ax face in front as a temporary shield, so that the body could curl up as much as possible in the shelter that appeared temporarily.

Flo Bingya almost gritted his teeth, and only then mustered the courage in his heart briefly, and rushed towards the slender little one.The battered and chipped ax swung blandly at the Messiah, while at the same time the two-headed giant blew a short, sharp whistle from its mouth.

The two white dragons hovering in the sky rushed down in response, a cloud of cold air brewing in their throats.The black and brown chains are still hanging around their necks. The two young white dragons have been fully domesticated as pets of the frost giants. They belong to the most noble tribal chiefs. Hearing the call of the two-headed giants, they immediately swoop down and spit out freezing air and ice cones. .Only in this way, in the feast after the frost giants, they will not be thrown into the pot, and they can get a few more pieces of meat, and even be allowed to have a few shiny things.

"Idiot!" The two-headed giant couldn't help but get blue veins on his forehead, and a huge ice pick stuck on the ground, just blocking the way forward.The breath of another white dragon just hit Flo Bingfang, and the frost giant couldn't have fur like the winter wolf, so his movements were even more sluggish.

The silver-haired young man held the knife and glanced at the hunters wandering in the sky. He was a little displeased. He decided to make trouble for the two white dragons.

A giant eagle appeared after the silver-haired youth snapped his fingers.

"Giant Eagle Gavin serves His Highness."

The giant eagle leaned out from the other side of the portal, bowing its head humbly to the Messiah.This animal has a long lifespan, strong limbs, and keen eyesight. The flowing compressed air forms the edges of its wings, revealing a faint golden outline.

Flo Bingya fell into a deeper panic.But before he could react, the giant eagle Gavin had already fluttered his wings and flew into the sky, entangled with the two white dragons gliding in the sky.The broken scales were caught in the snowflakes, and buried in the ice with the white dragon's wailing.

Messiah once again turned his attention to the leader of the frost giants, who was at the end of his battle.The slender blade slid along the ax blade, sparking hot sparks, and the giant ax snapped.The half of the ax blade that was knocked into the air with great force crossed an arc, brushed against the dwarf's helmet, took half of a winter wolf's head, and then fell to the ground along with the blood.Flo Bingya vigorously threw the remaining half of the weapon at the silver-haired youth, rolling his huge body around to avoid the silver-haired youth's shadowy blade.

The opportunity that the two-headed giant has been waiting for will come soon.An unpleasant burnt smell came into the ears accompanied by the giantess' continuous howls. The silver-haired young man was slightly distracted and turned his face in the direction of the sound.

Another frost giant is dying.Flo Bingfang thought bitterly, even though he has always been brutal, killing frost giants is common, but now, the unfortunate fate of that frost giant seems to be upon him.

The two-headed giant uttered a battle cry in despair, and rushed towards the ultimate opponent at the fastest speed in his life.

Messiah only moved one step, and the long knife cleared away the floating snow.The two-headed giant fell forward uncontrollably, sliding down the ice all the way, and finally fell headlong into the towering snowdrift.

The two-headed giant fell into the snowdrift empty-handed, bruised and bruised, only the rising and falling chest proved that he was still alive.Another deformed head protruding from the neck was stimulated by the cold ice and snow. The sarcoma seemed to show signs of rupture. Yellow pus seeped into the snow, and there seemed to be abnormal purple-black bloodshots.

A battle of great disparity is about to end.

Flo Bingfang pressed his face against the ice, trying to adjust his breathing.There is no doubt that he is no small opponent in the head-to-head contest, but he still has a secret weapon.

The silver-haired youth held a long knife in his hand, and his boots buckled on the ice layer, echoing crisply.

The deformed head and eyes that seemed to be a display suddenly became lively, and the jagged fangs suddenly opened, and a stream of acid sprayed towards the young man's face extremely quickly.

Ithir's long knife cut off the head of the leader of the frost giants neatly.

Messiah stretched his wings and shook them in disgust. The acid stained on them dripped onto the snow, making a slight hiss of corrosion.

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I just changed the wrong OTZ when catching bugs