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Chapter 262

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Marsala agreed with Mo Yan and continued to dig.

Not long after, Mo Yan heard Marsala's excited cries. Soon, Marsala ran out with a stone that was still ice blue in color.

The only difference was that this ice blue stone was no longer transparent, but the ice energy contained in it made even Mo Yan's eyes turn to it.

Needless to say, looking at Marilla's loving look, she knew that it was definitely a good thing.

"Niu La ~"

Marsala hugged this brick-sized ice blue stone and inhaled deeply from time to time.

It was like … Meow Meow had inhaled catmint. Her eyes were blurred and she was unaware of it, and her cold and aloof appearance was gone forever.

"Marsala, Marsala?"

"Niu La?"

Mo Yan called out twice before Marsala regained some of her senses.

It seemed that Marsala herself had noticed that something was wrong with her state just now, so with her strong willpower, she reluctantly called this stone to Mo Yan.

"Niu La!"

"Don't worry, I'll take good care of it." Mo Yan nodded, then said, "Do you still want those ice blue stones?"

Marsala shook her head without hesitation. Now that there was a better choice, everything else was just a matter of making do.

Mo Yan threw out all the ice blue stones again. After thinking for a while, he kept one with a darker color, intending to take it back and ask the almighty Joey.

After leaving the Ice Demon's nest, Mo Yan and the others casually chose a fork in the road and continued forward.

But not long after, the three of them came out again, because they had encountered another dead end, and this time there was nothing to be gained.

"Mark, you choose a path, we'll follow you."

At this time, it was naturally time to send out Ma … Cough, cough, Mark to make an appearance.

Mark, who had a clear position of himself, stepped forward proudly, then pondered for a long time as if he was playing with a treasure. Finally, he randomly chose a path.

"…"

"This is the path that we just retreated from." George covered his face, unable to bear to look at it.

"Oh, is that so? Then change to another one, this way, this way! "

Mo Yan pursed his lips. In the end, he didn't say anything and chose to follow.

Ten minutes later, they encountered another dead end. However, they found a piece of Unmelted Ice that could increase the power of their ice type skills.

"Like I said, this way is definitely the right way!" Mark held the Unmeltable Ice proudly. Well, his smile was a little annoying.

"Then let's continue." Mo Yan interrupted Mark's boasting and turned to walk back.

"Of course!"

What happened next was different. With Mark guiding them based on his intuition, the three of them didn't encounter any dead ends for a very long time.

"It's a long-haired pig. It looks so powerful!"

As they continued to go deeper, the sprites they encountered became stronger and stronger. The long-haired pig in front of them was actually a high-level elite.

Marsala rushed up without saying anything and started fighting with it. Even under Mo Yan's command, it took a lot of effort to knock down the long-haired pig.

Mo Yan could clearly feel that with the intensive training of Marsala during this period of time, the speed of her progress was obviously much faster.

It wouldn't be long before Marsala could successfully break through!

After George's fat Ke Ding used healing waves to help Marsala recover her strength, the group continued on their journey.

But not long after, they encountered another opponent.

This time, it was an Ice Ghoul Protection that acted alone, and its strength was no less than the long-haired pig's.

Mo Yan was very satisfied with this. There were obviously many high-level sprites in the cave, and the environment here allowed Marsala to display 120% of her strength.

If Marsala's unique skill against sprites of the same attribute was her metal claws, then the unique skill of the Ice Ghoul Protection was her spinning top ball.

Compared to Marsala's high speed, the speed of the Ice Ghoul Protection paled in comparison. But because of this, the power of the spinning top ball was stronger.

The spinning top ball spun the body to attack the opponent. The slower the speed, the greater the power.

Moreover, the Ice Ghoul Protection was a sprite that didn't have any strong points, but also didn't have any special weaknesses. Its six sizes were very balanced.

Perhaps because it had just defeated a nest of Ice Ghouls, Marsala looked down on this Ice Ghoul Protection at first.

Yes, Marsala was a little arrogant.

But after being hit by the spinning top ball twice in a row, the tearing pain unique to steel skills instantly woke her up.

This Ice Ghoul Protection was different from the others!

Fortunately, Marsala defeated the Ice Ghoul Protection with her own speed in the end, but she was also seriously injured.

At this time, George's role was reflected. Fatty Keding's healing waves restored physical strength, and the goat mount, Green Grass, relieved mental fatigue.

After resting in place for half an hour, Mo Yan and the other two also took advantage of this time to casually take a few bites and have lunch.

When they had enough rest, the three of them continued to walk inside. As for the sprites below elite-level that they often encountered, Marsala didn't need to make a move. They would avoid her by themselves.

Only elite-level sprites could look Marsala in the face of her cold eyes, and most of them chose to take the initiative to retreat.

Marsala was no longer like in the beginning, not rejecting any opponent. Now, she had to be at least mid-elite-level to arouse her interest.

Although part of the reason was that Marsala didn't have so much energy, no matter how many weak opponents she defeated, it wouldn't improve her strength.

Soon, Marsala once again encountered a strong opponent, a high-level elite-level Iron Shell!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Five consecutive icicles lined up in a row and hit Marsala with cold light.

"Marsala, move away at high speed!"

Mo Yan stared at the Iron Shell's actions, and a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes. This was the third time that the Iron Shell had sent out five icicles in a row.

If he guessed correctly, this Iron Shell in front of him was a rare Iron Shell with continuous attack characteristics, and it also inherited the Icicle skill.

The continuous attack ensured that the icicles could send out five attacks at a time. The total power of each attack would be stronger than the Big Word Flame and Thunder.

The point was that the hit rate was very high!

This was the third time that Marsala had faced icicles. The first two times, she barely avoided them with her speed and flexibility.

However, how could dodging one icicle be compared to dodging five icicles?

Every time she dodged, Marsala seemed to be dancing on the tip of a needle. A little carelessness …

Poof! Poof!

If she continued to defend, she would definitely lose. In the end, Masula was still hit by the last two icicles, and her injuries were not light.

Poof! Poof! Poof! Poof! Poof!

Icicles again. The Iron Shell obviously didn't want to give Marsala a chance to breathe!

"Substitute, get close to the Iron Shell!"

"Bull!"

A black doll appeared in front of Marsala. Marsala grabbed the doll substitute, withstanding the icicles that attacked her, and approached the opponent strongly!

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