Mage Joan

"Moge! Moge!"

The mutant Snow Monster climbed up limpingly, rubbing his **** ass, grinning his teeth, glaring at Slud, and issued a vicious curse in the language of giants.

Slud didn't care about numbness in his arms, and gritted his teeth, resolutely rushing towards the mutant Snow Monster. The figure just started, and the mutant snow monster leaned over and opened his mouth wide, like she spit out a cold air like a snowstorm.

Slaughter, who was transformed into a "Warrior of the Spirit", was immune to all cold attacks, and the cold current from the mutant snow monster could not cause substantial damage to her, but the turbulent airflow itself was comparable to a storm. The strength is very different from that of the mutant snow monster. He was almost blown up by the cold current, and hurriedly stopped his footsteps. He backhanded the spear on the ground and tried to stabilize the center of gravity in the storm.

At this moment, a giant palm swept across the sky, took her with a gun and slapped it, fell on the snow, and rolled out of the distance.

Slough fell lightly, and his body was muddy and snowy, but he never let go of the long gun in his hand. He couldn't care about the fierce pain in the half of the body. He held the gun to support the body, and spit out **** sand, his eyes tight. Staring at the mutant snow monster, stubborn flames were burning in his eyes.

The Mutant Snow Monster witnessed the seemingly weak human young girl take a full blow to himself, and actually stood up intact and continued to challenge him. He couldn't help but feel surprised. A pair of dark blue eyes glared round.

Shaking the thick white snowy eyebrows, the mutant snow monster suddenly grinned, turned and walked to the front of the caravan, a pair of giants grasped the front wheels on both sides, and made a mention in the roar, and took the caravan in his arms. Then he had to lift the caravan over the top, and even this car with the full load of the car threw it at the opposite human girl who dared to stab herself, and smashed her into a mortar, so as to vent her anger. !

"Lala!"

At the juncture of the mutant snow monster struggling to hold up the caravan, there was suddenly a sound of chanting mantras in the carriage, and then two purple eye stems lifted the car curtain, and the third eye stem rolled up a mass of things and thrown at the mutant snow monster. .

At this time, the mind of the mutant snow monster was all on Sluder, and he did not realize that there was still a person hidden in the caravan, until the feather thrown in the car curtain with a small biscuit sprinkled on his face. Before they wake up.

However, it is too late.

The wide nostril turned up by the mutant snow monster was itchy by cookie crumbs and soft feathers, and he couldn't help sneezing, and then fell into an unstoppable giggle, trembling with laughter, cramping his stomach, and couldn't help but sit still on the ground.

This sudden burst of laughter made his limbs weak, the heavy caravan lost its support, fell off his hands, and a loud noise hit his chest, pressing him almost back on the spot, but he could not restrain the laughter. The impulse was overwhelmed by the caravan on the snow, grinning out of breath.

At first, Slough heard the sound of chanting words in the carriage, and guessed that Joan was casting a spell.

After witnessing that the mutant snow monster seemed to be in the evil, he lay on the ground and laughed loudly, and immediately realized that he must have hit the 2 ring of "laughter" that Joan had just cast. Before the spell failed, he laughed in addition to falling to the ground. , Can't do anything.

Of course, Sloud will not miss this day's good opportunity, a flash of murderousness flashed in his eyes, strode to the mutant snow monster, holding a steel gun and struggling to stab the huge monster's throat!

puff!

The spear penetrated deeply into the soft neck of the mutant snow monster, pierced a hole with a big fist, and a stream of blood spattered out.

Sluder decisively withdrew the gun and stepped back, shaking his arm off the residual blood at the point of the gun, staring coldly at the mutant snow monster.

The monster made a short and painful howl, and then laughed uncontrollably. The neck trauma was accompanied by the rhythm of laughter. A burst of blood followed by a burst of blood, and his face was scarlet.

Against the backdrop of blood, the mutant Snow Monster's smile became more distorted and strange, and the laughter became hoarse and weak, like a leaky bellows.

The Mutant Snow Monster also seems to realize that his situation is very dangerous, and tries his best to cover his neck wound with his hands to prevent blood loss.

The heavy caravan was pressed against him, and his arms were stuck by the wheels. If he was in good health, it was not difficult to push the caravan away with his divine power, but at this moment he has been "crazed" Half-dead, tortured by the giant wound that penetrated the throat, became paralyzed, unable to remove the cart hitting his chest.

Slud frowned, and went to the side of the mutant snow monster. His hands held sharp steel guns, and he tried his best to stab the monster's left temporal part.

This part is commonly known as "Temple", which is the most fragile key to the entire skull of humanoid creatures. Due to the lack of thick skull protection, the steel gun is like piercing through a thin and brittle board, with a puff, deep into the mutant snow monster Inside the cranial cavity.

Slood shook his wrist, the spear spun, and the gunpoint deep in the skull twisted the brain of the mutant snow monster into pieces. This fierce monster was killed on the spot, and the grinning that lasted for a long time finally came to an abrupt end. Shaking twitching, showing strong but useless vitality.

Slood withdrew his spear, put his backhand on the snow ground stained with blood, jumped to the abdomen of the mutant snow monster body, walked to the caravan, knocked on the window, and asked with concern: "Are you all right?"

"I'm fine." Joan's answer came from the compartment. "It's safe here. You're going to help Logan and Hakon to eliminate other snow monsters. Remember to collect some mutant snow monsters' hair for me later."

"You're fine if you're fine. Thank you just now. I really didn't expect that "crazy laughter" would work like this, even turning a brutal monster into a funny clown."

Slood pulled out his sword, pulled a large white snowy hair on the chest of the mutant snow monster, waved the knife off, and lifted the curtain to Joan.

"The effect of the spell varies from person to person. "Laughter" is against the spiritual will of the subject. The mutant snow monster has a strong body, but the willpower is not strong, plus you attracted his full attention. , Which gives me a chance."

Joan stretched out two stalks, entangled the mutant snow monster hair that Slough handed, and retracted it into the carriage.

Using these hairs, Joan can theoretically perform a "Morph" to become a mutant snow monster. In fact, being limited by the magic level of the 2nd-level spell, he cannot yet become such a huge creature.

If you want to break through the upper limit of the magic of "Morph Transformation", you will have to wait until you are promoted to a 5th-level wizard in the future, and then further optimize "Morph Transformation" to try to develop "Mythical Transformation Technique".

"Mythical transformation" is equivalent to a 3 ring spell from the perspective of magic energy level. If it can be successfully developed, it should be able to turn him into a "mutated snow monster".

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