Even killing nine people was just three or two breaths. When the black smoke dispersed, kukas was not afraid when he saw the soldier fiercely killing himself.
"Dead!" a low roar, the huge and heavy one legged copper doll was pierced in front by him like a long gun, and the sobbing sound sounded. The strange skeleton penetrated the shield and hit the soldiers behind. But the soldier's long knife stopped powerlessly only a few inches in front of kukas.
The black smoke spread from the skull and drew all the blood and flesh from the soldier. In an instant, the soldier turned into a piece of rotten dried meat and fell to the ground.
The rest of the professionals dare not do it or run away. They gathered together carefully and took precautions carefully.
"What? Don't you want to kill me? Don't you want to use my head to get a reward?" kukas tilted his head and smiled strangely. He was extremely angry with the mercenaries who came to hunt him. Anger burned his reason and plunged him into a strange Madness: "tell me, who let you kill me?"
"Latour Empire, the whole Latour Empire issued a nationwide Wanted notice. After killing you, you can not only become a lord, but also own your castle and a manor. Some elves and Dragons also gave rewards, which made almost everyone crazy. Now as far as I know, not only the Latour Empire, but also the mercenaries of other empires poured in I want to kill you. "A mercenary swallowed his saliva and shouted," let us go! We will never tell anyone about you. We dare not trouble you any more. "
"Let you go? Why let you go? I don't think we know each other. What do you say? I haven't killed for a long time. Now I need to kill to enjoy it, so I'm sorry, you must die." the last one said, and kukas began his killing. Yes, the naked killing killed them madly when the mercenaries couldn't hurt him at all.
The head of the last mercenary was crushed by him and wiped the blood on his hand. The news of these mercenaries made him completely cut off the idea of leaving the rocky ice field. Because if everything is true, he will be attacked by more mercenaries when he leaves here. In this desolate ice field, the news of those mercenaries will not be so fast. At least he may be intercepted a lot less. Of course, more importantly, he is worried that he will be surrounded by powerful professionals after he leaves here and divulges his whereabouts.
The news of the mercenaries also let him know that he ended up in today's world, which was definitely caused by the XIUTE kutley who escaped from him. Otherwise, with the power on the elraze wasteland, there is no way for the elves and the dragon to issue a wanted notice to him. You know, he killed a knight who might be an elf and the descendant of a giant dragon.
"After so many days, the ice dragon chagus still hasn't found it. Maybe I can stay here instead of leaving here." kukas completely cut off the idea of leaving here when he thought of the strong pressure brought by the image of the ice dragon chagus. Of course, if he really wants to leave, he can only hide and change his breath. But his secret method did not completely change his breath. Moreover, the finriel ring has been brought into the fighting space by him, and has lost most of its wonderful functions.
After thinking for a while, he turned around and returned again. Of course, he did not intend to go deeper into the ice sheet, but hid there after finding a large mountain range. In the continuous mountains, there are not only a large number of frozen Warcraft, but also a lot of moss that can be used as food and some remaining mutated low-level Warcraft.
In the following days, he met more than ten groups of mercenaries. Whenever there is a mercenary team, as long as they are not so many, he will rush up and kill a large part of them. The rest will also be killed after asking them some information. As a result, in just seven or eight days, at least 300 mercenaries died in his hands.
The bodies of the mercenaries were all thrown into seven illusory images behind him. After swallowing the bodies of more than 300 professionals in a row, the image behind him is several times thicker than before. This solid image also brings a great sense of security to kukas. Because he can now cast at least seven or eight of the most powerful single attacks in a row: thousands of miles of smoke.
In the dark night, kukas quickly jumped and ran on the mountains. His body was huge, but there was no sound during the rise and fall. Only the roaring peaks made a whine.
The huge body moved like a looming ghost, and soon he appeared above the side of a depression. There, a small group of mercenaries rested around the campfire. They set up a curtain to cover the cold wind. Some casters arranged a large number of magic traps and warning arrays around nearly kilometers. Under normal circumstances, even high-level lurks can't quietly break into this vigilant camp and kill wantonly.
Jumping onto a big tree, kukas squatted quietly on the trunk, waiting for the time to kill. He has been staring at the mercenary team for more than three magic hours. If there was not a seventh order caster in the team, I'm afraid he would have killed long ago. But now I have to wait, waiting for the seventh order caster to reveal his flaws, and then solve him.
The mercenary team is extremely excellent. They have magic bags and a lot of supplies. Now they are sitting in the camp and whispering some things. They look relaxed and complacent. They don't look nervous at all.
A female mercenary was making food. Her hands, which should have been used for killing, took a short knife, cut meat pieces of the same size, threw them into the pot, and stirred them with a thick spoon.
The seventh order caster sat on a thick animal skin blanket under the protection of two shield soldiers, meditating, and suspended three or five strange Ian stones around his head. There is a trace of magical power on those Ayn stones. Obviously, their role is not only to increase the safety and speed of meditation, but also to seal spells or strange things.