This monster is blue-gray, about three meters tall, with strong muscles and obvious lines. It is a circle bigger than the bodybuilders on earth. Its face is fierce and distorted. Yan Chong can't help but think of an orc.

However, the orc's appearance is more pleasing to the eye than it is.

"Is this the devil?" Yan Chong secretly said in his heart, starting to read.

Name: No. 3

Quality: Excellent +3

Combat power: C-

Strength: 5.5 Agility: 3.5 Intelligence: 5.7

Physique: 5.2 Spirit: 4.6 Charm: 0.2

Bloodline: Demon D (Requires XP: 3)

Skills: Foul Language C- (requires XP: 23), dark gaze C- (requires XP: 14), fear technique D+ (requires XP: 8), basic fighting technique D (requires XP: 5)

"Looking at the attribute panel like this, it should be a product of alchemy, and it has the characteristics of life." Yan Chong, who has mastered the legendary alchemy, immediately recalled that in the legendary alchemy, part of it involves life-making Realm, some peculiar lives can be created through some precious materials.

Including his own blood of the magic eye warlock, it also belongs to this category.

It's just that the average legendary alchemist cannot create a species of life that can stably reproduce offspring and have a longer life span.

Presumably the same is true of Demon No. 3 in front of him, and it may be destroyed after the game.

After No. 3 took shape, his eyes suddenly moved agile, staring at Yan Chong in front of him, and an undisguised malice emanated, accompanied by hidden mental fluctuations.

[Fear Technique]!

A chill quietly rose from the back of the neck, and some horror stories deep in the memory became more and more clear, giving Yan Chong a feeling of frozen thinking, and his limbs seemed to be out of touch with the command of the brain.

"This skill is not bad, it should be a pure mental skill." The mental power instantly smoothed out the fear in the heart, and the body recovered.

Yan Chong copied [Foul Language C-] [Dark Gaze C-] [Fear Technique D+], and then activated [Negative Emotions] to see how the opponent would react.

"Roar!"

As if the gunpowder barrel had been ignited, No. 3's face became even more distorted. It roared angrily and charged towards Yan Chong.

This weird roar made Yan Chong's mind feel like a needle pierced in pain, and the surrounding scenes were also distorted, like a mottled and groundless picture seen through a kaleidoscope.

Yan Chong shook his heart, resisting the pain and rushed to the side.

"boom!"

The huge body of No. 3 appeared in the position before Yan Chong, and a punch hit the ground, causing a small hole in the ground.

The rubble flew randomly and collapsed onto Yan Chong's body, but was blocked by the body guard's Qi, and did not cause any injuries.

"Is this the power of'filthy language"? I feel like I'm going to be distorted into a monster." Yan Chong rubbed his head in surprise.

He just took the opponent's skills on purpose, hoping to learn more about the demon's skills.

Afterwards, he opened his mouth and tried to say the same [filthy language].

However, unlike No. 3, Yan Chong did not make a sound. He simply used mental power to vibrate. It seemed that human throats could not make that strange syllable.

However, No. 3 had no unusual reactions, and was completely immune to the filthy language.

But it became more and more angry. His eyes suddenly turned into two pitch-black black holes, and a large number of black unknown elements were adsorbed, and then two black light beams were formed, shooting out from both eyes.

This time, Yan Chong did not dare to resist, and hurriedly avoided when the elements gathered to the peak, only to see a black beam of light brushing his arm and shining on the ground without causing any damage.

"Dark gaze should have the effect of causing pollution and assimilation, and it should be very corrosive to the body protection gas." Yan Chong felt the reduction of the body protection gas and summarized the characteristics of this skill.

He didn't dare to release himself like a filthy language, so that he would be seen by the audience, and it would be difficult to explain at that time.

Afterwards, he dodged and moved quickly, avoiding the opponent's attack, while chanting a spell, released a fireball, hitting No. 3's chest.

A fist-sized fireball instantly sank into No. 3's chest, and then exploded, exploding the opponent into several corpse fragments.

A ball of light floated in the sky between the corpses, and inside was a dried moonlight grass, a three-color grass, and the bark of a few spirit maple trees.

Collect some other materials to make about ten excellent whiteboard cards and make enough ink.

Reaching out and putting away these materials, Yan Chong observed the surrounding environment and continued to search for a shelter.

The shelter can block the attacks of monsters, can not be disturbed when drawing cards, and it is possible to encounter other students, just to harvest heads.

...

Northeast corner of the Western Continent, Orc Alliance.

The Orc Alliance is composed of thousands of orc tribes, among which the top five tribes each launched their representatives, formed the Alliance Council, and jointly led the entire alliance.

In the center of the Red Dragon Tribe in the center of the alliance, there is a magnificent building whose style is completely different from the simple and primitive houses that Yan Chong used to see before using the dream technique. It makes people feel that they have come to the main city of mankind, full of civilization. Breath.

The whole building is made of white stone, with exquisite murals carved on it. Behind a gate that is five meters high and four meters wide, there is an empty hall. Inside the hall stands a ferocious red dragon statue. The individual stood under the statue.

One of them is a middle-aged orc with a tough face. He is three meters tall and has a strong body. But unlike ordinary orcs, his appearance is closer to humans, and not as hideous and terrifying as ordinary orcs.

And beside him ~lightnovelpub.net~ stood a handsome young blond man.

He is short in stature, less than two meters tall, in sharp contrast with the middle-aged orc, and he is a human being.

"George, how have you been in our tribe these days? Not worse than your imperial city." The handsome middle-aged orc turned his head and said to the young man with a smile.

"Thanks to the chief's care, I have had a good time this time." The young man George, holding a wine glass filled with bright red liquid, smiled and greeted the chief.

"My lord responded by waiting, expressing his satisfaction with the previous sacrifices, George, you can make your request." The middle-aged orc first pressed his right hand to the heart, muttered a pious face, and then addressed George Said.

"I hope to get a drop of red dragon blood." George said calmly.

The eyes of the middle-aged orc suddenly became sharp, and the invisible pressure enveloped the entire hall, making the air stagnant.

But George looked at him calmly, as if he was not affected by the other party.

"Very well, you have the qualifications to obtain the true blood of the red dragon." After more than ten seconds, the middle-aged orc lost his pressure and smiled again.

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