The supervisor does not die from a debt

A huge long column of ice crystals with a little frost and icy edges, or a foot, viciously stepped on the place where the supervisor had stayed before, and the vibration caused the ice that seemed to remain unchanged for thousands of years to crack and collapse. .

Snow flakes floating on the surface, forming a layer of hazy snow mist. Before the monster stepped on its second foot, the director who was wrapped in frost and snow and was completely breathless had jumped high, holding the opposite sword in both hands. .

From bottom to top, from mid-air, aim at the monster's knee, adjust the angle, use all your strength, and pierce hard.

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A huge monster, knowing its weaknesses is nothing more than a mere manifestation. It stands up like a small hill, then shatters, and rolls down like a stone. The supervisor is one of those stones, and he will be covered with frost. Xue's long sword was pulled out and flicked, and she found the short sword she had lost not far away.

It is a dagger, but in fact it is only a relative term. Of course, the supervisor does not care about these trivial matters.Because for him, killing a behemoth is no different from killing an abnormal token or destroying a rat pack.

The only value is... he looked up at the palace on the top of the mountain.I don't know when, that towering building was a lot closer to him, that is to say, by defeating these guarding monsters, you can get in the distance more efficiently.

In his heart, the warm emotions from Miss Doll made the supervisor feel that he was more capable of action. He did not hesitate to move forward. He just took a few steps, and it was the same as the one who got out of the snow The little four-legged monster made up of frost, snow, branches, and withered vines had a face to face.

"……dog."

"Ah oh oh!"

There are one or two. In the next few minutes, the supervisor spent some time entangled with these quick things, and even accidentally removed the hat that Miss Doll liked very much.

When I got it back, it was already torn apart.

With some regrets leaving it there, the supervisor kicked the equally torn Frost Hound-this is the name he had just given, and then shook the weapon in his hand.

Since it killed these things, its blade has gradually changed, and now it unexpectedly began to emit a blue light, as if it had been enchanted, but the light was quite dim and would even be offset by the sun.

If it weren't for the supervisor to stick it in front of his eyes, he wouldn't find it.

It is not clear what the result of this will be, but the supervisor actually feels that the palace is getting closer to him, and the walls made of ice bricks and the frost marks on the wooden gates seem to be within reach.

But it may take a while to really touch it.

The supervisor raised his leg and walked forward. This time, shaking his body, what emerged from the snow was a monster that looked like a twisted tree, but had branch-like arms that would exhale cold.

If you are not careful, you might be frozen by it, and then slapped into pieces, it looks very threatening.But the supervisor only took out a piece of pine resin from his back waist pocket to solve the problem.

'Good-hearted hunter... some props can make you more smooth...'

You really deserve to be Miss Doll. After countless years of study and accumulation, her skills have reached a certain indescribable state.

Holding the pine resin, the supervisor hung back the short sword, raised the long sword horizontally, and then wiped it up with the pine resin-the flame, which rose into the air.

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PS: ...can't bring up the spirit-forget it, let's ask for something like a blade to increase income (

1021. It doesn't matter, this is a fair place... right?(Plus more)

A monster made up of dozens of trees, like dozens of huge torches, melts and disperses the ice and snow. They burn violently, making a crackling sound, and the supervisor puts the sword in the snow. , To cool it down.

The white snow and dazzling sunlight made the supervisor unable to help but squint his eyes. Although the puppet lady does not suffer from snow blindness, it is always a little uncomfortable to see too many shiny things.

After picking up the weapon, the blue light condensed on it seemed to be more abundant, but the supervisor always felt that something was missing...it didn't matter, as long as he went all the way, the problem would no longer be a problem.

With this idea, the supervisor went all the way to kill the monsters... No, the abnormal derivatives, the movements became more proficient, simply and neatly, and they could perform every skill and movement accurately without consuming extra behavior.

When facing a monster made of ice ridges that would spray ice thorns in all directions, for a moment, the supervisor even felt that he could be divided into three and turned into afterimages, stabbing a killer from the angle that the opponent could not react. Of a sword.

It's a pity that no matter how skilled you are, you should be honestly beaten when faced with the suppression of abnormal energy levels, or you can only be beaten.

The company’s information could not be received here, and the supervisor could not confirm where he went deep, but as the last monster closed down in the snow, the wind and snow gradually began to grow, and the weapon in his hand was finally fully illuminated. Yingying blue light.

The supervisor threw the ponytail that was blown in front of him behind his head, then stuck out the sword blade, swung forward slightly, and then stepped forward until he finally touched something hard, then slowed down.

The gate of the palace was right in front of his eyes, and the howling wind seemed to freeze the heavens and the earth, but through the gaps in the wooden doors, the supervisor could see that the light inside the palace, perhaps the light of the lights, was constantly swaying.

Without hesitation, he opened the door. The huge wooden door, almost flush with the top of the city wall, opened slowly and slowly with a toothy crunch. The wind and snow poured into this peaceful castle. Will alarm its owner-and this is one of the supervisor's purposes.

The moment after entering the castle, the gate suddenly closed, and the howling cold wind was completely blocked from the outside, but it did not mean that it was warm inside.

The supervisor raised his head and looked at the interior of the hall with some admiration. The cold but exquisitely transparent decorations, the icy blue and translucent columns, and the walls decorated with snowflake geometric figures, are all as beautiful as works of art.

However, the supervisor did not indulge in the beauty of this ice and snow spectacle. He held a weapon, the tip of the sword hit the ground, and then looked at the side of the Ice Throne——

Although I wanted to complain about why the gate came in and the palace came in, and how the large building complex was so small from the outside, the supervisor was in a hurry, so he didn't continue to pursue it.

Next to the throne, there was a huge icy edge, and Oregana was frozen in it, curled up, but the supervisor did not see the pink ball of slime.Logically speaking, with Miss Doll's visual ability, it is impossible to miss that thing... but, indeed, there is no.

However, without waiting for the supervisor to think about it, the vortex of ice and snow suddenly appeared in front of the throne, and the icy feeling made the supervisor feel that this thing might work hard to reduce the temperature to theoretical absolute zero.

The wind and snow dissipated, and standing above the stairs was a figure in a white robe with a sapphire necklace hanging in front of him, and the dress was decorated with a little snowflake.

But the most eye-catching thing is that it holds in its icy hands, a full body of blue, like a big sword that never melts the ice.The overflowing light makes the supervisor always feel that the reason why it has to arrange such a process is definitely to be able to fight with itself?

Thinking of this, the supervisor slammed a long sword to his side, smashing an ice edge that popped out of the void.This sound was the signal of war-the blow was as cold as winter, but the supervisor didn't care.

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In the splash of ice, the supervisor's irregular curve was running while constantly narrowing the distance between the two sides. When it was about to approach, a huge piece of ice was wrapped in the momentum to smash him down, and the supervisor had to go back. Withdraw, let it smash a part of the steps and then stop there, then use it as a springboard——

When more broken ice fell, the supervisor knew that he should make some countermeasures, blindly avoiding it is not the way, it will only make the distance between himself and the other party farther and farther.

While avoiding the attack of icy debris, he took out an object of unknown material from the small bag in the back waist, and then wiped it off the sword without hesitation.

The dagger was put in his waist, and the long sword was drawn down. While keeping it moving, the supervisor did not hesitate to aim at a piece of broken ice flying towards him, the long sword was raised high, and a golden sword shadow was drawn across the air.

'Crack'

The thunder blasted, and the long-condensed ice ridges on the ceiling shook in the vibration, and the golden thunder extending from the sword blade directly smashed the broken ice.

Although you can only use the left back once or twice, as long as you smash something flying towards you at a critical time, you can directly rush to the top of the ladder... The supervisor thinks so, and he can do it.

While the second piece of broken ice that came to him was shattered under the thunder, the supervisor had already stepped onto the last step of the ladder. He quickly jumped up, holding the long sword in the air, intending to do it from the bottom. , Put the weapon into the opponent's head.

However, [F-01-37], who has not moved, suddenly swung the big sword upwards, forcing the supervisor to change his moves. After the two weapons collided, he landed on the stairs lightly, a piece that was slightly flat. On crushed ice.

Since then, those chaotic ice and snow attacks have completely stopped, and the supervisor stabilized his mind, drew his short sword without hesitation, and rushed towards the opponent.

Cut horizontally and vertically, slash, stab, and spin. The tricks that the sword blade can use are handed over to the supervisor for use by the doll lady. The crisp clashes did not discourage him.

Instead, he went forward indefinitely, forcing the other party to keep retreating - until it hit the Ice Throne, a somewhat different impact sounded into the supervisor's ears.

After the crash of the'clang', the supervisor only felt that the uncontrollable force from the double swords forced him to retreat, and then the big sword swept across, only able to put on a defensive posture, and the supervisor felt like he was hit by a truck. As if it arrived, he flew out sideways.