Sign In The Big Evil Dragon

"Hahaha, the orc is dead!"

As soon as Otto laughed and took a few steps forward against the ice cover, he suddenly remembered his previous experience of cheating death and stopped in his tracks.

"As a dragon, the most important thing is to be stable!"

Otto smacked his lips a few times and decided to deal with other matters first.

For example, go see if that annoying shaman is dead.

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"O-k!"

Otto slowly left the position of the orc chief under the ice cover, following the traces of the orc shaman's escape. Before he could find the shaman's position, he heard a sound from behind that made him A blood-curdling roar.

"Well, it's just as I expected..."

Can't there be some true feelings left in this world? They are all so insidious and cunning, how can a simple little dragon like him survive!

Otto rolled his eyes speechlessly and continued to follow the trail left by the shaman.

Soon, he found the statues of the two surviving orc warriors where a group of snow monsters were wandering. They were both frozen in the ice, and they kept their running images lifelike.

Otto circled their ice a few times, and after confirming that they were really dead, the dragon's head couldn't help but pause slightly.

Now there is only one last orc shaman left to find!

"Shamans are spell casters. I saw me wearing an ice shield before. I think that guy will not sit still and die."

Otto followed the traces on the road for a while, and soon found that not only were there fewer and fewer snow monsters wandering on the road, but in the end even the traces left by the shaman were completely gone.

"If it's not what I expected, that guy must be hiding!"

Otto stretched his neck and looked around, but could not find the ice where the shaman was hiding.

"It's all ice and snow here. Since there's nothing in all directions, the only place to hide is...underground!"

A sneer appeared on the little black dragon's face. Taking advantage of the fact that there were no wandering snow monsters nearby, he got out of the ice cover and started digging around excitedly.

"I dig, I dig, I dig dig dig dig dig!"

…

"Crack!"

Suddenly, the little black dragon's claws seemed to have touched something.

"Dig it!"

The little black dragon excitedly dug away the snow near the ice, and gradually realized that something was wrong.

What was hidden in the ice was not the orc shaman he was looking for, but a strange beast three to four meters long with long black hair, which looked a bit like a yak.

"Hahaha, there's something to eat again!"

The little black dragon excitedly grabbed the ice cubes outside the body of the yak monster and quickly dug out the upper body of the yak monster.

"This thing seems to have been frozen for a long time, but it should still be edible, right?"

It walked around the yak monster several times with drooling water, and soon walked in front of the yak monster, stretched out the faucet and prepared to sniff it with its nose.

Suddenly, when the little black dragon's nose came close, the originally motionless yak monster suddenly opened its eyes, opened its mouth and bit the little black dragon's nose.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch!"

The little black dragon was so frightened that it screamed and struggled for a long time before pulling its nose out of the mouth of the corpse-pretending monster.

"Shit!"

"It smells so bad, it looks like it's inedible..."

Otto took several steps back with lingering fear, watching the monster that had suddenly become a corpse struggling continuously. Unfortunately, its lower body was still frozen in the frozen soil, and it could not break free in a short time.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

Otto waved the metal armor-layered blade on his tail to test for a while, and quickly came to a conclusion.

"This garbage frozen meat has been frozen for too long, and it has turned into a disgusting corpse! Now this guy must be considered an undead creature."

Thinking of this, Otto became very angry. He had just finished a big battle, and his body was injured and starving. He originally thought he could eat a fat meal, but he didn't expect it to be a disgusting undead creature, and he was almost bitten by it. Live and eat in one bite.

"Damn it, I have nothing to eat!"

"Fortunately, I'm thick-skinned. This guy didn't bite through the scales on my nose, so he probably won't be infected with the undead plague."

Otto was a little unwilling, swung his tail blade to chop the undead monster into pieces, and then dug nearby after confirming that it would not continue to resurrect.

Soon, a bunch of frozen monsters were dug out by Otto.

He opened a few at random and found that they were all disgusting things that would cause corpse transformation and could not be eaten.

In the end, I had to reluctantly give up this useless move.

"Forget it, this damn place doesn't look like it can be used as my big icehouse."

Otto hacked all the "zombies" to death and buried them back, and then continued on the road looking for traces of the missing orc shaman.

"Frozen meat for too long will cause corpse transformation..."

"I don't know how long the ice and snow field here has been formed?"

Otto muttered, and suddenly thought of a horrifying scene - if one day the frozen realm here suddenly dissipates, all the frozen corpse monsters will gradually thaw, and then...

"It's just like a terrifying undead natural disaster!"

Otto shook his head vigorously and decided to forget all this.

No matter what, this is a world where gods exist anyway. Even if the sky falls, there will still be someone tall to hold it up.

Otto was thinking wildly all the way, and soon walked back to the place where he fought the orc berserker.

After the orc berserker failed to pretend to be dead, he was once again frozen into ice by the nearby snow monster.

Despite this, Otto was still a little worried. He carefully knocked open the ice on the head of the orc berserker, and at lightning speed, he struggled to insert the sharp blade on his tail into the orc berserker. on the head.

"Hahaha, I'm really dead this time."

Then Otto came out again, as if he was doing something good, completely cutting the orc's body into pieces.

"Very good, this guy won't even be able to turn into an undead corpse in the future!"

"Ah, hahaha, I am indeed a good dragon!"

Otto fiddled with the fragments of the orc's body and felt very disappointed.

This guy obviously has level three strength, but why doesn't he even have a Warcraft crystal core or something like that in his body?

"This damn warrior is indeed a sewer profession!"

"Be sure to fight less warrior monsters in the future. Those inedible monsters will cause you to lose blood after you fight them!"

Otto rummaged around for a while and only found fragments of the orc berserker's battle ax and the remains of some shaman totem pillars.

"Hey, the harvest is close to nothing... Apart from weapons, this berserker doesn't have any defensive equipment."

Otto swung his tail in front of him and looked at it, and found that there were many impact dents on the tail blade.

"The tail is not strong enough yet, it looks like it needs to be patched up!"

He muttered, then threw the fragments of the orc battle ax and the remains of the totem statue into his mouth and chewed them.

While Otto was eating scraps, he wandered around the valley after the fierce battle, continuing to look for traces of the missing shaman.

When he walked to a snow-capped mountain that he had never been to before, a familiar system notification sound suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Damn it, that garbage system is cheating again!"