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War in the Wasteland 225 Escape Part 1

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    The frost dragon didn't know what to do at all.

    They felt an unusual light from the giant's eyes, a kind of light that desires to kill only after being stained with blood. They themselves also had it, but it was far less turbulent and intense.

    As the top king of the undead plane and the most powerful being on the food chain, no frost dragon is willing to give up resistance.  Especially when he saw that there were five or six companions around him, and Chris Odin, the leader, was thrown back again.  Unwilling to admit defeat, the undead began to become restless again.

    Lailan and Alice looked at these frost dragons anxiously.

    It has become very obvious that the person who assassinated the Pope was definitely not Yang Dashuan because it can be seen from the performance of these frost dragons.

    But the most critical question now is to know where Yang Dashuan is!

    Taimu walked around in circles, right in front of these frost dragons.  His brows were frowning more and more, and he was obviously a little impatient.  He didn't notice that this action looked very much like someone

    The evening wind is getting stronger and stronger, carrying the unique coldness of the wilderness, and the air is becoming more and more restless.

    The frost dragons didn¡¯t speak. Even if they didn¡¯t speak, they could still communicate with their consciousness without being discovered.  All the words that can be used to praise cannot describe the nobility of these frost dragons, but at this moment they can only lie here.

    They had already seen that the two girls standing behind a group of dwarves blocking with shields were obviously the leaders of this group of 'monsters' - because they really couldn't think of any words to describe these giants, so Chris  Odin can only be described as a 'monster'.  Coupled with what Taimu said before, this made them more convinced of their previous inferences.

    If you can catch these two women at all costs, then maybe you still have a chance to fight back.

    As a high-level undead, no frost dragon is willing to escape in despair or die in the hands of these guys!  Under Chris Odin's suggestion, the extremely frustrated Frost Dragon could no longer hold back its anger and was ready to use all its strength to deal with these giants.

    Although the number of these giants is three to four times that of the frost dragons, they seem to be too confident.  Perhaps they thought that they no longer had the ability to resist, or perhaps they thought that they had become a turtle in a urn The giants boldly revealed the figures of the two women.

    Although these giants may not compromise, according to the paranoid character of the undead, as long as they are determined about something, there will be no room for turning back.

    The task has been assigned to all the frost dragons. They are ready to divide the work and cooperate, spot the opportunity, and capture these two weak and powerless women in one fell swoop.

    Chris Odin looked at these swamp giants. Most of their faces showed impatient looks. Perhaps because they were waiting for him to speak, they kept suppressing their anxious mood, but it was obviously not as anxious as before.  Grip.

    After the exchange of blows just now, no matter how stupid Chris Odin is, he still knows who to choose as his opponent.  These giants cannot be touched at all, and the small and inconspicuous dwarves are also a bit weird. As for other numerous creatures, they are still far away.

    The frost dragons are not stupid. The identity of the leaders of these two women is clear to them. Catching either of them is the only way to survive.  Compared with two women and a group of giants, even the lowest undead know how to choose.

    Several giant frost dragons, led by Chris Odin, launched a last-ditch effort. Their huge bodies rolled up a puff of smoke on the ground, using their agility to the fullest, and they rushed towards them.

    They are trying to carry out their plans while these giants are stunned!

    In fact, they almost succeeded.

    With just a flash of white light, the figure appearing on the wasteland instantly shattered this wonderful dream!

    The swamp giants rolled their eyes wildly, the Duijal dwarves opened their mouths wide, and the ogres and centaurs stared wide-eyed.  All the slave warriors couldn't believe what they were seeing!

    The frost dragon was completely defeated by the cruelty of reality.

    "I just want to ask where you are!" Taimu pursed his lips and shrugged his shoulders helplessly.  "In fact, even if they tell me, I won't let these guys go!"

    Taimu took out the strange glass container just now, which contained two balls of soul fire of the frost dragon.

    Alice and Lailan covered their mouths and looked at everything in front of them excitedly.

    Chris Odin tilted his head, unable to comprehend how big the rock puppet was.How on earth did the big guy appear here!  But it doesn't matter anymore, because he is no longer qualified to think about problems.

    The rock puppet roughly smashed Chris Odin's head, carefully pulled out the dancing soul fire, and held it in the palm of his hand.  He carefully threw it into the transparent container in Taim's hand.

    Yang Dashuan grinned and stared at the giant frost dragons in front of him, his eyes narrowed into a small slit.

    He didn¡¯t know how he suddenly appeared in the wasteland and happened to be in front of these frost dragons.  Fortunately, the rock puppet has been following him, and the cooling time has not yet reached.  As soon as he appeared, he immediately dealt with the final counterattack from the frost dragon!

    "Auntie, second mother" Iverson shouted eagerly when he saw Lailan and Alice.

    "Master, what should I do with these guys? Get rid of them, I've had enough of these big lizards' anger!" Edward clenched his fists and was about to walk towards the remaining frost dragons who were already stunned.

    "Leave no one behind!" Yang Dassuan turned around and looked at Lailan and Alice.  The two ladies rushed over and cried so hard that the pear blossoms were raining with rain.

    ¡°I don¡¯t know how many souls this group of frost dragons have harvested, and now it¡¯s finally time for their own souls to be harvested.  The eager swamp giants walked over eagerly, preparing to perform a round of torture on these guys!

    The four majestic, five-thick and three-thick frost dragons are the most valiant and fierce desperadoes on the Holy Mountain of the Undead.  Although the level is not high, their scarred bodies do not know how much fighting skills they have accumulated.  Originally, they were completely confident that there was absolutely no problem in catching two weak women among a group of unsuspecting giants.

    But when this shirtless man with an ax appears, even the strongest frost dragon will lose the courage to attack.

    Yang Dashuan clenched his fists and pushed away the swamp giant who was about to come up.

    "You brought these things for Mao?" Lao Yang took the container containing the frost dragon's soul from Taimu's hand and blinked at it.  His eyes only fell on these frost dragons when they appeared, and then he didn't care anymore.

    Several young frost dragons were trembling with anger. They couldn't bear this kind of contempt from the bottom of their hearts.  But whenever anger spreads from their hearts, their eyes drift to the two rock puppets that stand out from the crowd, and even the overwhelming anger can only be extinguished in an instant.

    "The elder said that although your frost dragon has been wiped out of consciousness, it is still undead. It can increase its strength by devouring their soul fire, and maybe it can even surpass the level and become a fifth-level frost dragon!"  Taim chuckled.  "I originally planned to find out your whereabouts from the mouths of these frost dragons and then collect their souls, but now I still leave this job to you!"

    "This is a rough job!" Yang Dashuan pursed his lips, and then his eyes fell on the four remaining frost dragons in front of him.

    The frost dragon, unwilling to die, has heard a hint of murderous intent from the conversation between the two. Even if it dies, it will have to be dragged along with someone on its back.  The undead have always been a race unwilling to be destroyed!

    With a rapid forward thrust, the frozen breath stirred up the whistling sound of wind in the air, and rushed towards this arrogant human being.

    I don¡¯t know if the giants were too confident in this person or if they didn¡¯t have time to react.  With vague smiles on their faces, they looked at the counterattack of these frost dragons before they diedeven though it was just a feeble struggle.

    Lines of frozen spit with thick mist erupted from the mouths of the four frost dragons like volcanic eruptions.

    ? Continuous and continuous freezing breath!

    This is not a feeble primary magic like water arrows. The "whoosh" of the frozen breath is accompanied by a shrill scream that tears apart the air. It shakes away the remaining temperature in the entire wasteland and draws a line on the wasteland like the sky.  A bright blue light band met Yang Dashuan without any idea!

    Then the frozen spitting of the sky was covered as a cover, and the Frost Dragons had a dying impact  However, they stopped halfway.
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