"Poof!" The blade cut through King Mist Weasel's strong back, like a plow hoeing the ground, lifting up the flesh on both sides. King Fog Weasel's roar turned into a scream. His body was crushed by this blow, and little bits of blood burst out. Sophie succeeded in the attack, retracted the scimitar, and with the help of the rope, she drew a graceful arc in mid-air, like the most noble dancer. She swung around in a leisurely circle, and then returned to the side of the Mist Weasel King again. This time she simply grabbed the rope with her feet, freeing her hands to hold the knife together, which greatly increased the strength of holding the knife. "Poof!" There was another muffled sound, and another ball of blood. The body of King Fog Weasel, which was comparable to that of a tiger, was torn apart, and the new wounds intersected with the previous wounds, forming a red cross. The combat skill of Aerial Dancer is composed of a series of attacks. It is not just a single blow. After one blow, there are more follow-up moves ready to go! With the help of the rope, Sophie wandered back and forth in the air, circling around the Mist Weasel King. Whenever the two sides got close, she would swing out the scimitar in her hand, leaving a trail of streaks on the Mist Weasel King. A shocking wound. King Fog Weasel was beaten to the point where he was unable to fight back and screamed in agony. It tried to fight back and swung its claws at Sophie a few times, but it couldn't hurt Sophie at all as she was flying around in the sky. Later, it was forced to escape and jumped to the other side. However, just when the Mist Weasel King's claws had just left the ground, Sophie, who was holding the rope, suddenly swung onto its back, pointed the scimitar in her hand at its neck and stabbed it hard! The blade of the blade pierced the flesh and blood and penetrated more than ten centimeters, causing fatal injuries. Sophie drew out her scimitar, loosened the rope, leaned back, her waist outlined a graceful curve, and jumped back nimbly. A large amount of blood gushed out from the neck of the Mist Weasel King, like a bloody fountain. The blood dyed his hair and the earth red. It made a strange sound in its throat, as if something was stuck in its throat. The remaining right eye flashed with pain. It staggered a few steps with its big paws. It could no longer support the weight of its body and slumped to one side. Fall down. At the same time that the Fog Weasel King fell, the system prompt in An Rui's mind also rang. [Tip: You teamed up with others to defeat a level 7 fog weasel king, gained 30 experience points, successfully upgraded to a level 4 dragon warrior, with attack power +4, defense power +3, physical strength +4, and acquired new skills. "Deterrence dragon roar". ¡¿ A new force sprung up like bamboo shoots after a rain, running along the muscles and blood vessels, causing Anrui to grow and transform, giving birth to an unprecedented sense of fullness. An ancient memory poured into An Rui's mind, fused with his original memory, and taught him a new skill. Deterrence dragon roar! This is not a combat skill, but a dragon roar method, or a method of casting dragon language magic. The roar of the dragon is magical, with the power to burn the sky and crack the earth. As soon as the dragon roars, all creatures will tremble and surrender to it! There are many kinds of dragon roars, with different effects. Some dragon roars can emit blazing flames, some dragon roars can freeze thousands of miles, some dragon roars can overturn rivers and seas, and some dragon roars can call wind and rain. The intimidating dragon roar is the most basic dragon roar among many dragon roars. It has a deterrent effect and can make those who hear it feel fearful. Dragon warriors are all descendants of dragons, with noble and powerful dragon blood flowing in their bodies. They can simulate the sound of dragon roars and even release corresponding magical effects. Although the dragon roar issued by the dragon warrior is far less than that of a real dragon, it is still a very powerful force, and its effect can sometimes even exceed that of the wizard's magic. Deterrence Dragon Roar: Description: Use a human throat to simulate a dragon's roar to psychologically intimidate the selected target. The deterrent effect depends on the level of the attacking target. For low-level objects, the effect of Dragon Roar will be very significant. For objects of the same level or even higher levels, the effect will be greatly reduced or even ineffective. Skill types: Active skills, capable of single attack or group attack. Specific weapons: None. Deterrence level: Level 4. Physical consumption: 5. An Rui quickly glanced at the system prompts and skill introductions in his mind, and felt a strong sense of excitement in his heart. Working together with Shafei and others to kill the Mist Weasel King finally helped him gain enough experience points, and he took a step forward and became a level 4 dragon warrior, and also learned the new skill of intimidating dragon roars. He is very aware of the power of the skill of Deterrence Dragon Roar. With this skill at his side, he can be almost invincible when fighting opponents of the same level. He can kill them with just one roar. Right?Scared out of my wits. Fear has a great influence on people. If a person has fear in battle, he will definitely be in chaos and full of loopholes, which will lead to a significant decrease in strength. If you are facing an opponent with a lower level than yourself, the intimidating dragon roar will be even more domineering, and it can scare the opponent to the ground directly! "Yes, yes, my hard work was not in vain this time. I have finally been promoted to a level. If Berego keeps his word and gives me the Ring of Eagle Eye, the benefits will be even greater this time." An Rui He nodded secretly, weighed the gains and losses of this battle, and found that no matter how he calculated, he got the best deal. Not far away, Shafei saw King Fog Weasel lying in a pool of blood. She walked over cautiously, raised her booted foot and kicked on King Fog Weasel's body a few times. The Fog Weasel King showed no reaction and looked lifeless. "Great! King Fog Weasel was killed by me!" Shafei beamed and shouted happily. Hearing this good news, everyone in Berego let out a long sigh of relief, and the nerves that had been tense finally eased slightly. "Long live, thank you, the God of Adventure, for blessing us and helping us survive this disaster." The bearded man cheered, raising the shield in his hand. "Today was so dangerous. I thought I was dead today." The adventurer holding a spear wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. "Don't be too happy, the battle is not over yet." Berego's frown did not relax, but remained locked. He glanced around and said in a deep voice, "The roar of the Mist Weasel King came from It's all around, attracting many small fog weasels. They must be running here. Only by taking care of them can we relax." "Don't worry, just leave these little minions to me. You can take care of them all with just one voice." An Rui patted his chest and took on this important task. He had just learned how to intimidate dragon roars, so he could use these approaching fog weasels to test their power. "Now is not the time to joke." Berego frowned and glanced at An Rui, taking the latter's words as a joke. "Elven Archer, I am not kidding, you will know soon." An Rui showed a confident smile, lowered his right hand holding the sword, and looked around. From the west, there was a faint sound of rapid running. A fog weasel broke through the fog, jumped onto the branch, and roared at An Rui and others. It was obviously summoned by King Mist Weasel's previous roar. There are more running sounds approaching step by step around, there are quite a lot of them, at least ten or more. An Rui identified the approximate locations of the surrounding fog weasels, slowly opened his mouth, and shouted loudly based on the musical scale memorized in his mind, targeting the surrounding fog weasels. "Ah! Bu! Da! Ha!" The four musical scales were like four thunders, exploding from An Rui's lips, forming a wave of sound visible to the naked eye, spreading to the surroundings. The fog was impacted and became much lighter. The trees were shaken and rustled, and many dry leaves fell off. The four musical scales are the language of dragons, containing powerful magic. If translated, it means: Tremble! mortal! The sound spread extremely fast and quickly penetrated into the ears of the surrounding fog weasels, like a merciless giant hammer, hitting their eardrums and hearts hard. A fear originating from the depths of their souls emerged from the bottom of their hearts, like a big hand gripping their weak hearts. This fear was brought by the dragon. They seemed to see a huge dragon standing in front of them, lowering its proud head and staring at them with scarlet eyes. The huge dragon claws fell down, trampling them down like a mountain, mercilessly crushing them. Then came the giant dragon's bloody mouth, swallowing them in one gulp, and their small bodies turned into blood foam between the bites of the dragon's teeth. Fear! The boundless fear! With their weak strength, how can they be the opponents of dragons? The fog weasel, which had been roaring just now, fell from the branch, choking in fear and trembling all over. It looked at An Rui as if he was seeing a living giant dragon. It turned its head and fled into the forest while trembling, never daring to stay again. The other fog weasels also made the same move and ran away one by one. The restless woods gradually became calm. ¡°But the hearts of Berego and the others could not calm down, but set off waves that were higher than the last. They witnessed with their own eyes the whole process of An Rui scaring away the fog weasels with his roar. They were so shocked that they could hardly believe their eyes. "Why is your roar so powerful? It sounds like thunder, and my ears are hurt." Then?The bearded man stared at An Rui and murmured in disbelief. "This is my innate ability. I can use it to scare people. People or monsters who are weaker than me will be scared away if they hear it." An Rui shrugged and explained. "Then why didn't you scare away the Fog Weasel King with that roar just now?" "The Fog Weasel King is too big to scare away, even if I shout to break my throat, it will be useless." An Rui said and looked at Berego, He teased, "How about it, Elf Archer, now you know I wasn't joking just now, right?" Berego pursed his lips and didn't say anything, his face looking a little ugly. An Rui smiled and did not embarrass Berego with any words. He pointed in the direction where the body of King Fog Weasel was: "The surrounding fog weasels should have been scared away. Let's go over and take a look at King Fog Weasel's body. Later. We'll dismember its body, and the skull belongs to me, and the rest belongs to you."