Chapter 708: Iceland Shock (229)

"What is this?!"

The Fang Hunter was holding the angel's head and wings on his back. His bloody aura had not yet dissipated. His hands were wrapped in golden scales and bones, like custom-made boxing gloves. The hooks were sharp and the scales were hard. There were mottled blood and flesh in the gaps between the scales, which looked extremely terrifying. The Fang Hunter who had returned from hunting angels obviously had a lower sanity and appeared in an alienated state.

The thick, long tail covered with golden dragon scales stretched out from behind him and fell to the ground like a kangaroo. The sharp tail tip was slightly raised and tapped the ground impatiently. The rustling sound of the scales rubbing against each other made the werewolf Walker shudder, and he fell into a state of alert reflexively!

The Fang Hunter's fighting instincts were extremely sharp. His cold, reptilian pupils instantly stared at Werewolf Walker, like a fierce beast staring at each other, weighing each other and confronting each other. After a few seconds, Werewolf Walker took a step back, changing from a werewolf back to a human form, which was basically equivalent to showing weakness. He muttered, "You scared me..."

It's no wonder that Werewolf Walker overreacted. The sound of the dragon scales rubbing against each other was like a time bomb countdown in the hearts of every West District Peak Traveler, indicating that the Lizard Duke was already in an attacking state and might hit you with an iron fist at any time! Although the travelers in the Werewolf Mercenaries basically cooperated with the tour guides in the Werewolf Alliance and traveled in teams, occasionally they would fall into the hands of the Lizard Duke or encounter the Lizard Duke's team. Whenever they encountered such bad luck, it would leave a deep psychological shadow on the Peak Travelers - the Lizard Duke was a real butcher tour guide!

Unlike the crazy woman Black Widow, Black Widow just likes to reminisce about the past. She always quietly lets George (her mental state) join the journey, distorts her mind and deceives other passengers to serve as the captain. George is still very responsible, but he is not a living person after all. Under the leadership of Captain George in his mental state, it is easy for the passengers to have a mental breakdown.

But familiar with the routine of Black Widow, this thing is easy to prevent, at least the top passengers have their own means to protect their spirits. In addition to the mental aspect, Captain ‘George’ is very serious and responsible in all aspects, and Black Widow usually cooperates with the journey. Generally speaking, it is smooth, and the hiring fee for Black Widow to lead the team is also the cheapest among the three S-level guides. Some top passengers in the West District like to cooperate with her.

But the Duke of Lizard is different. He is a real butcher guide and often leads the team to death! It’s not that he kills people intentionally, but the Duke of Lizard never misses any opportunity to dig deep into the scenic spots and plot to open up the journey of 30 degrees north latitude. He even did something particularly crazy-slaughtering the natives of the journey.

Whether it is the punishment from the inn or the hatred and resentment of the travelers, the Duke of Lizard is arrogant and never pays attention. He does not regard the lives of travelers and tour guides as his own. He is cold and ruthless, and his mood is unpredictable. He may be resting quietly in the last second, and he can be violent in the next second. It is rumored that even the Silver Moon Killer is often beaten by the Duke of Lizard——

Yes, it is impossible for other tour guides to be beaten by the top travelers. The tour guides are all seriously ill and dying when they enter the inn. Even if they can also awaken various title powers, the titles of the tour guides usually tend to be mental, twisted, and deformed, and there are very few physical enhancements.

It can also be said that tour guides who suffer from serious illnesses in reality have no luck/talent to strengthen their bodies. The travelers carefully selected by the inn, except for a few who have extremely excellent talents, are mostly strong and tall men and women. And even if they are in poor health at the beginning, as they complete the journey again and again, the inn will strengthen the physical fitness of the travelers, allowing many people to usher in a second growth, until everyone is 1.8 meters or 1.9 meters tall.

In this case, it would be a fool for a tour guide to go head-to-head with a tourist. Unless he resets to zero, it is difficult to defeat the tourist in close combat. And zeroing is a killer move, which can easily lead to mental breakdown and cannot be used frequently - but Duke Lizard is an exception.

He is an extremely rare butcher guide who connects with tourists. The most fatal mental breakdown for a tour guide and the inability to regain willpower in time after zeroing, which makes it easy to lose control completely, are not a problem for Duke Lizard. During a trip, he resets to zero as frequently as eating and drinking.

And his alienation state, the "Fallen Dragon" (also known as the Wingless Golden Dragon), has extremely tough scales and strong physical strength at the cost of dragon wings. When he resets to zero, Duke Lizard wears golden dragon armor, and his fists are covered with hard and sharp bone spurs. He is extremely powerful and invincible, and can really beat people into meat paste alive.

While s1 Devourers are usually low-key, the notorious Duke Lizard seems to be s2, but in fact he is the most dangerous tour guide in the hearts of tourists in the entire West District! Werewolf Walker was particularly wary of him. Several years ago, he suspected that the Silver Moon Killer had the title of Fenrir Wolf and coveted his bloodline. He also believed the rumor that the Silver Moon Killer had angered the Lizard Duke, and the Lizard Duke was going to kill him and replace him with another tourist. He thought that they were all wolves, and the Lizard Duke had a fixed aesthetic, so he went up to recommend himself, and by the way, he wanted to storm inhale the Silver Moon Killer. As a result, he was almost beaten to death by the Lizard Duke.

Since then, not only has the West District Butcher Union issued a wanted order for the Werewolf Mercenary, but the Lizard Duke has also been targeting him every day. All kinds of sadness and difficulties cannot be described in words. In those years, Werewolf Walker's dreams were all golden iron fists. In short, the current Werewolf Walker is simply allergic to the alienation of the Lizard Duke and hates all connected tour guides. It even affected later, when someone secretly spread that the Werewolf Mercenaries and the Werewolf Alliance's tourist guides had improper tour guide relationships, Werewolf Walker directly overreacted.

He believed that if there were other West District tourists present, they would definitely be on high alert. Unfortunately, Lisa died and Maria ran away. Werewolf Walker looked around and saw that Tang Xiang and the others were just on normal alert. Bingyi even showed a curious and appreciative expression towards the lizard duke's alienation. He suddenly felt that the wolf's life was lonely like snow, and there was a melancholy feeling that everyone was drunk and I was the only one awake.

"Maria ran away."

The Fang Hunter spoke impatiently, his voice was lower and hoarse than before, with a metallic coldness, which sounded very cool. At least B1, who was originally very wary of him, showed a slightly startled expression. Those who make music are more or less voice-controlled. Bingyi was even more interested in the Fang Hunter.

Look at the changes in him, that chaotic and bloodthirsty temperament is completely different from the feeling given by the title. It is more like a pure distortion-like the feeling of returning to zero! Bingyi originally guessed that the Fang Hunter might be more inclined to be a tour guide, and now he is more certain. He put down the rune slate that had not been completely integrated, and said to the Fang Hunter in a particularly friendly manner: "What you hunted is more valuable than Maria. Thank you for your hard work."

As he said this, he summoned Fenrir Wolf. The wolf's wounds had healed, and it was a large snow-white mass. Its ice-blue eyes looked particularly beautiful. When it looked at people, it had both the wildness of a wolf and the intimacy and loyalty of a dog. As soon as it landed, it smelled the blood from the Fang Hunter, and its ears pricked up alertly. It looked at the Fang Hunter and then at Bingyi. After Bingyi nodded, it ran to the Fang Hunter without hesitation and threw itself into his arms.

Fenrir Wolf was huge, and a person could easily put his front paws on the Fang Hunter's shoulders when he stood up. The hunter threw away the head and wings in his hand and hugged the giant wolf, leaning back like a tumbler, and was almost thrown to the ground. But with the strong dragon tail supporting him from behind, the Fang Hunter stood up again, and Miao Fangfei regretfully put away the camera that she had taken out reflexively.

Hands and arms were full of fluffy big wolves, so there was no empty hand to pick up the head and wings. But he didn't care. Seeing that Fenrir Wolf's injuries were healed, he gave Bingyi a satisfied look. It was rare that he felt that Bingyi was indeed a reliable and honest partner - recovering Fenrir Wolf's injuries was part of their deal.

With Fenrir Wolf in hand, Fang Hunter's momentum was obviously much more relaxed. Bingyi walked to his side and patted the wolf's head. The two of them stood shoulder to shoulder and whispered about Fenrir Wolf's physical condition. It looked like a wolf-raising group was gathering to eat wolves, which was unexpectedly harmonious. Seeing this scene, Tang Xiang smiled helplessly, Yin Qiaoqiao couldn't help laughing, Miao Fangfei and Yao Jinghe were eager to try, and werewolf Walker had goose bumps, feeling sour and disgusted.

Fenrir Wolf is really a pretty boy who hangs out with tour guides. He hangs out with Duke Lizard outside and hangs out with Bingyi during the journey. This is a fucking shitty sugar baby. Damn, why is Fenrir Wolf so lucky? How can the white wolf compare to the handsome black wolf!

Why didn't Walker have such a good thing? If he still has amnesia now, he would have to become a big black wolf to intervene!

"There is the breath of the tree of life."

On the other side, the angel's head and the big angel wings that are taller than a person are being studied by An Xuefeng and Tong Hege. The head is very bloody. It was smashed into a pulp by someone. The blood and flesh are blurred and the appearance is completely unclear. The wings are like being torn off alive, with a long string of bones attached. They are still intact. The color of the wing feathers is not pure white, but a little warm yellow. Carefully pulling out a feather, Tong Hege cut a wound on himself, and the wound healed naturally with a feather.

"The breath of the tree of life, the powerful healing power, the key is..."

The key is to be able to fight with the Duke of Lizard to this extent, and even hurt him. This strength should not be underestimated.

"It's the archangel, an angel of the same level as Archangel Uriel."

Under the wings of the angel, the Holy Child Danlin felt his strength restored to his normal age, and was using a special tin can to collect the blood dripping from the roots of the angel's wings, without wasting a single drop. Without Mary, he was the most authoritative person in this regard. After a careful inspection, Danlin concluded: "It's Raphael, the angel of Mercury."

Raphael! One of the well-known angels, it is clearly recorded in the Bible and the most revered angel by pilgrims. It is said that he performs all healing miracles, is the ruling angel of the second day, the monarch of the power angel, the guardian of the tree of life in the Garden of Eden, and is one of the seven angels who often stand in front of the throne of God*

He will also be the second angel to blow the trumpet in the Last Judgment.

"His healing power is really good."

The Fang Hunter was brushing Fenrir Wolf with a homemade brush. His face gradually softened as he relaxed. He took the time out of his busy schedule to say, "I smashed the angel's head, but he pretended to be dead. He ran away when I cut off his head. I only had time to tear off his wings."

Not being able to fly and having no wings is an unspeakable pain for the Fang Hunter. He thought he had won, but he didn't kill the angel in the end. No wonder his face was so bad!