Augustus Under the Horseshoe

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"Christian! You are shameless! Chimera's skin belongs to me! Mine!"

The leader of the black fangs: Sigrit. Surrounded by the bard corps, it looked like a child whose toy was stolen by others, and the aggrieved ones were about to cry.

If in other places, these executioners in black robes, in order to comfort their hundreds of households, may directly tear open the blockade of the barbarians, and then disguise this **** conflict as an [accident], and seize this from the hands of their comrades. An extremely rare trophy.

But now, thousands of adults are staring at the side, making them afraid to go too far.

"Don't cry, little girl. If you want, get it yourself!"

The bard turned his head back to take care of her lazily, lined up with more than twenty elites under his command, and raised the huge spear in his hand, letting the heavy spear point accompany the charge of the horses and the terrifying force, tearing, Through the skin of Chimera's flesh and blood. The blood gurgled out from the scars one after another, dyeing its pale golden hair into a scarlet appearance.

"Roar--"

When the monster was dying, it wailed desperately. More than 20 lances were deeply submerged in its chest cavity. The force of terror shattered firm ribs, smashed soft internal organs, and even had three sharp handles. The tip of the gun tore Chimera's three necks, and the red blood followed the broken breathing tube and drowned its broken lungs.

"Good job! After going back, all tents will get a fat sheep as a reward for today's victory!"

Christian nodded in satisfaction. From behind, she drew out the crossbow made by Painhurs herself, facing the head of the lioness in the middle of Chimera, and buckled the hanging knife on the belly of her index finger.

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"Why do you have to give him an arrow on his forehead? He is about to die."

A hunting event ended with a triumphant victory. Most of the barbarians were busy cleaning the battlefield, cutting off the left ears of hobgoblins and wolves to obtain more rewards. Painhurs also brought the **** angry veteran to the bard. The huge flying monster had died. The head of the female lion in the center was penetrated by a heavy crossbow arrow. Only a small tail of the arrow was exposed to the air.

Pain Hess looked at the corpse in front of him distressedly, this was his default skeleton servant! After the internal organs were gone, the ribs didn't matter at all, but the most conspicuous skull had a hole opened by the bard...It's a fly in the ointment.

"Because you said that you want to make it into a skeletal servant." A bright smile bloomed on the bard's bronze face.

"It will always be by your side in the future, Painhurs? In this case, whenever you see the scar on its skull, you will remember-this hole was caused by Christian."

The pale white horse couldn't understand the bard in front of him. In the past, she tried to pretend to be arrogant and cold to hide her inferiority complex. In fact, deep down, she was just a girl who longed to be recognized.

However, since she had the power to defeat Chalaton, Christian has really transformed and expanded into what she once disguised.

Painhurs didn’t say anything. Several skilled predators immediately wielded their knives, peeling off Chimera’s fur completely, and taking them back to the hammer-dropping craftsmen to create a suit for the bard. Her sister's similar armor.

And the acting chief, in the center of Chimera’s corpse, tore open a scroll of divine art traded from Panticapone. In an instant, the strong negative energy, like the tide of the breaking bank, from the small scroll, Gushing out. Desecrate and pollute the surrounding space. The temperature of the nearby air dropped frantically, and the blood-stained pasture also bent down his sickly red waist.

"Very well, within the scope of [Profane Art], the resurrected undead will be stronger, stronger and unbreakable-yes. Teacher Heniwell, the book says that you should put black agate in the mouth of the corpse and perform The Mathematical Olympiad that evokes the dead..."

Painhurs played with the dark and deep black gems in his hands, looked at the corpses of the three monsters, and hesitated.

"I want to put black onyx in the mouth of which head? Any one will do? Or three at the same time???"

"Anything will do. Hurry up and finish the matter and go home to sleep."

The drow stiffly jumped off the tall war horse. In order to hunt this hobgoblin battle group, and the Chimera that the acting chief had dreamed of, they hunted them down for three days and three nights. These strong half-man, half-horse, it's nothing.

However, the female warlock on horseback felt that her bones had to be scattered by the war horse, and the inner thighs had also become **** and **** in the long-term friction.

"Ok."

Go to

〃Finish〃

〃this〃

〃神〃

〃station〃

Painhurs excitedly opened the mouth of the lioness's blood basin, and stuffed the expensive gem he had exchanged for a young ewe into Chimera's icy carcass, his pale hands gently Holding the head of the monster, in the grassland soaked with negative energy, chanted the eerie necromantic spell.

"call--"

A burst of cold blue flames instantly ignited from the lioness's eye sockets, melting and burning the two round beast pupils. Immediately afterwards, the two square evil pupils on the goat's head also turned into a pool of viscous liquid in the Youlan Karma Fire. The cold vertical pupils of the black dragon also disappeared in the flames.

After peeling, Chimera’s exposed pink muscles, driven by arcane magic, aging at a speed visible to the naked eye, decayed, and slowly detached from its solid bones, like a rainstorm of carrion, slapped, slapped, One after another fell to the ground.

In the end, in front of Painhurs, there were only six empty eye holes, a huge skull beast burning with blue flames.

"Successful."

The acting chief yelled happily, that ghastly skull monster, like a docile cat, spit out a gem that had already been burned into an empty shell by the faint blue fire, cleverly rubbing against the pale coat of the warlock.

The fly in the ointment is that the tough membrane between the Chimera's wing bones has also decayed and aged during the transformation ceremony, turning into a sickening mass of flesh. It seems that there is no flying ability anymore.

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Chimera Skeleton (Undead) (Servant of Pain Hess)

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Strength: 20 (5)

Agility: 16 (3)

constitution:-

intelligence:-

Perception: 10 (0)

Charm: 1 (-5)

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Health: 56 (9D12)

Defense level: 15 (10+3 natural +3 agility -1 large size), touch 12, flat-footed 1

First strike adjustment: +7 (+3 agility adjustment +4 proficient first strike)

Basic attack bonus: +5.

Grappling: +14 (+5 basic attack, +5 strength adjustment, +4 size adjustment)

Bite: +9 attack, damage 3d6+5

Crash: +9 attack, damage 1d8+5

Claw x2: +9 attack, damage 1d6+5

Speed: 30 feet

Occupy: 10 feet.

Reach: 5 feet.

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Damage reduction 5/bludgeoning, darkvision 60 feet, immunity to cold,

[Proficient in first strike]: First strike +

[Bloodline Specialty·Intermediate Domination]: You are dominated by a powerful dominator, basic attack +1, defense level +1, and casting check +1.

[Strengthen Natural Attack·Bite]: Choose a natural attack method of creatures. The damage of this natural weapon is increased by an order of magnitude, just as the size of a creature increases by a level (2d6-3d6)

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Fortitude Save+

Reflex save +6

Will save +6

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