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Chapter 118

Swallowing alone

Bump!

When two more Phantom warriors rushed into the crowd and acted as human bombs, several mercenaries of Poison Sprite finally knew how stupid it was to get together. The spirit-explosion technique is a suicide spell that low-level adventurers fear the most. Although most of the remaining sprite mercenaries are rough-skinned warriors, this time the one who took the lead in the sprite thunders, the damage caused by the self-explosion of the Phantom is naturally not comparable to the self-explosion of the lower-level warriors before. Although his and his teammates' self-explosion only killed a mercenary of Poison Sprite, this time, other Poison Sprite mercenaries around lost most of their qi and blood.

The skull team led by Zhao Han originally had three healing professions, but in the previous battle, all three had been killed in battle. Therefore, when these guys were injured, they could only rely on their own medicine to recover from their injuries. Just as a group of mercenaries were planning to take medicine, the frost air carefully prepared by the mage also blew over.

A cold wind mixed with water vapor blew by. The only few mercenaries in the field were frozen into ice sculptures before they had time to take medicine. The immobilization effect produced by the freezing completely controlled the movement ability of several stingers. However, the remaining stingers were all warriors, and the warriors had strong anti-control ability. These guys broke free from the constraints in a very short time. However, due to the constraints of the freezing effect, their movement speed was still very slow, giving people the feeling like a group of clumsy puppets, doing extremely slow mechanized movements. Just as these mercenaries were struggling in the cold, their bad luck suddenly came!

Shadow sting! Bone breaking! Backhand strike! Challenge! Hand sting... Wu Song moved his hands together, pouring skills towards the mercenaries of the stingers at the fastest speed. Although these mercenaries were all warriors and possessed good defense skills, due to the interference of freezing, the reaction speed was too slow. These guys had no time to protect the vital parts in the face of Wu Song's vicious attack, and they were all poisonous. In just a blink of an eye, five stingers died by the joint efforts of Wu Song and the Phantom Mage.

"I'm fighting with you!" A surviving stinger mercenary was short-circuited by the successive stimulation. The guy roared, and then he started playing and exploded without hesitation.

"Damn it! No..." Seeing that the crazy stinger mercenary was about to explode, Wu Song moved his profession in a side position, but the other stinger mercenary was completely stupid. The guy had not had much blood and blood before, and his body was still frozen, so he was extremely inconvenient to move. He just shouted a few words and was pulled by the exhausted teammate to meet God.

"Friend, thank you for your help!" Seeing that all the Poison Sprite mercenaries died, the only remaining Phantom Mage breathed a sigh of relief. Before this guy had forgotten the serious matter, he thanked Wu Song and walked to the corpse of the frost succubus, pointed to the corpse of the succubus and said, "Friend, although this succubus was killed by our mercenary group, you helped a lot today. I think there should be one of yours. In my opinion, it is better to divide it equally between us!"

"Even half of the corpse of the Frost Succubus should be worth a lot of money, right?" Wu Song said and smiled and walked to the mage's face. His amiable expression was like seeing an old friend he had not seen for many years.

"Of course!" the mage nodded and said, "The Frost Succubus is full of treasures. Half the Frost Succubus is enough to sell tens of thousands of crystal coins. Otherwise, the stingers who are stinging will not have started rashly!"

"Can you sell tens of thousands of crystal coins for half a piece? It's really a good thing!" Wu Song truffled with surprise expression. Although he knew that the frost succubus was quite valuable, he didn't expect that half a corpse could sell tens of thousands of crystal coins. Just when the mage was a little proud and wanted to say something, the Yin-Yang Life and Death Hammer in Wu Song's right hand directly hit the mage's head at lightning speed. Without any warning, the mage's head was immediately smashed by Wu Song's heavy hammer.

"But I prefer to take such a good thing alone!" Wu Song truffled a cruel smile, and then put the huge corpse of the Frost Succubus into the storage space as quickly as possible.

In fact, in a sense, Xiao Wu, who has received secondary education from the global village, is a kind-hearted and good-hearted child (although Xiao Wu has never been to elementary school, but has been studying in a private junior high school for two years). Although he has no wealth and no night grass, he is not fat without murder and robbery. However, he still has a kind-hearted student who is still entangled for a while. The greed and lustful evil roots in his heart are deeply rooted, but he likes to regard himself as a gentleman in his heart, and always warns himself that he loves money and takes it well. This kind of entangled mentality of wanting to be a bitch... and wants to set up a archway, which makes him often do some stupid things like killing people and helping others to save them in order to seek psychological comfort. Every time this guy takes the initiative to be a lowly person, he will do such things that are extremely similar to taking off his pants and farting. However, this time, Wu Song killed the mage with peace of mind.

"Who made you the Phantom's person? Since your turtle grandson teammates are unhappy, then I kill you and rob you something can be considered as collecting some interest in advance...!" This is the psychological comfort Wu Song found for his murder and robbery. He has always been worried about being attacked by the Phantom Mercenary Group near the giant ant nest in the wilderness. This guy has always used points instead of noodles to see people. In Wu Song's eyes, a piece of stinky meat is enough to stir a pot of soup. Moreover, he felt that there was more than one or two of the smelly meat in the Phantom's soup. Then... Wu Song began to feel that the Phantom's people were more than enough to die, and his killing and robbery was full of justice.
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