Vol 13 Chapter 9: It's calling me!

confusion.

Confused thoughts.

He and countless chaotic pictures came to Zhao Futu's mind. These broken pictures made his brain hurt, and he couldn't help making a moan. However, the pictures in his memory were slowly sorted out, and Zhao Futu's mind emerged from the scene of trapping Jieling, and then transitioned to the sudden outbreak of Jieling, and finally the eight cats flew to save his life!

Then, his memory became very fuzzy!

浮 Zhao Futu opened his eyes and looked around, but what he saw was a pair of horrified eyes.

The entire battlefield of the Holy Helm Valley is a mess, and the heavy walls of Hòu have now turned into ground gravel, and the air is filled with a strong scorching smell. The ground was full of strong orc corpses, tens of thousands of corpses were piled up on the entire battlefield, countless stumps of broken limbs scattered on the ground, it looked like on earth!

"Is the battle over?"

浮 Zhao Futu stood up a little wobbly, he felt very tired, and there was a burning pain all over his body.

"what happened?"

"What just happened? Why did you suddenly lose consciousness?"

浮 Zhao Futu turned his gaze to the contractor aside, and he saw the same awe-inspiring gaze and a hint of fear. In the end, he found nothing and could only look at the sight in front of him, countless strong orc corpses, and dozens of shepherds' burned remains. Judging from the general situation of on the battlefield, it seems that they have won.

And all enemies were killed by one person!

Whether it is the bodies of strong orcs or burned shepherds, they are filled with immense fear before they die!

as well as!

The smell of sulfur is so strong that it can hardly be turned on.

吗 "Did I do it?"

浮 Zhao Futu looked at his hands with incredible disbelief, the skin on his surface had cracked, and was slowly regenerating at this moment. The ground around him was as if it had been baptized by magma, and the temperature was a bit scary! Nearly all the strong orc corpses had burned marks, and many of the hard armors were even melted directly into iron Piece.

"what happened?"

"Did you suddenly lose all consciousness when you just lost consciousness?"

浮 Zhao Futu tried hard to recall even a trace of the picture, but he eventually failed.

His picture was finally fixed at the moment when the eight cats died, and there was a faint appearance of the beautiful face of the girl paladin, and then he had no memory. It was as if his thoughts suddenly appeared blank, and then everything that happened next was erased. Zhao Futu couldn't even remember why he was standing naked here.

"My attributes?"

浮 Zhao Futu subconsciously opened his own property page, and then discovered one of his abilities. The branch skill ‘Giant Giant’, which was derived from the Olympus pedigree, is already in a cool state.

Also, there is a weird callout behind the property page!

"Supernatural Giant [Lava Variation] ???"

Uh ...............

浮 Zhao Futu took out a coat from his private space.

His thinking is a little confusing now, and he must remember it carefully before he can sort out the previous memories. But as he approached the walls of the Valley of the Holy Helm, the aborigines of the surrounding plot took several steps back in unison. The eyes of those who looked at him were full of fear, and some had even lost the weapon in their hands and knelt directly on the ground and shivered.

"This ... this monster! ... has changed again? ..."

The dwarf warrior in Hagiwara's plot swallowed a spit, his expression frightened, his hands trembling slightly, and murmured, "It's terrible! ..."

"This is simply not the power one should have! ..."

Painful.

浮 Zhao Futu did not hear the whispers of whispers, nor did he notice the stiff faces of the contractors.

He still feels pain, and his brain feels as uncomfortable as acupuncture. He can't remember the previous events, and his body is always accompanied by burning pain. Driven by this pain, he didn't even find that the coat he had just put on had gradually burnt, and then turned into dust and fell on the ground. From the place where he recovered his consciousness until he gradually walked to the walls of the Valley of the Holy Helm, scorched footprints were left on the ground.

On the ground he walked on, he could see the traces of clear burning at high temperature!

"What power is this?"

"Is he strengthening the descent of the Fire Demon?"

On the walls of the Valley of the Holy Helm, the surviving covenants looked at each other. I am afraid that the previous pictures will be hard to forget in their lives.

实力 The strength of this space agent is like a shadow covering their hearts!

A fierce giant with a height of fifteen meters, with unbearable high temperature all over his body. Under his cracked skin is a rushing magma. Any enemy that attacks him will be burned by the hot magma! The horrible melee ability easily knocked down one of the shepherds, and the weapons that penetrated his body quickly turned into molten molten iron flowing out, and the conventional attack methods could not even hurt him in the slightest!

Just half an hour.

Thousands of strong orcs outside the Valley of the Holy Helm were slaughtered and killed, and the shepherds of dozens of elite units were turned into coke.

When he opened his huge mouth and roared to the sky, the rushing magma accompanied the horrible flames, and the sea of ​​fire shrouded the battlefield. After the land he stepped on, was lava!

The time seems to be abnormally long ~ EbookFREE.me ~ I'm afraid they can't forget for a lifetime, the horror picture of the ground cracking lava and the earth being burned!

I'm afraid this is already a power of the gods?

Uh ...............

Zhao Futu walked slowly to the wall.

His reddish skin gradually recovered, and the cracks on his body gradually disappeared. The flames no longer appeared in his pupils, and became dark like dark.

Suddenly!

He stopped and frowned, looking away.

浮 Zhao Futu held out his hand slowly, and he looked confused for a moment, as if he was talking to himself, and whispered softly: "It is calling me! ..."

For a moment.

Because of Zhao Futu's actions, the entire Holy Helm Valley became dead.

The aboriginals held the weapon tightly, and looked at Zhao Futu in front of them with fear, and aimed the weapon at him invariably.

In front of Zhao Futu, he was a short Hobbit.

He's called—Frodo Baggins! !! !!
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