Chapter 498 Frost Rage

Joann relayed the results detected by the "Branch of Irmin Sur" to Clark and Davis's grandparents.

The three of them were surprised that he was able to obtain such accurate information, but they did not question it, only that Joan was good at some kind of magic that specialized in searching for monsters.

"There are so many withered needle monsters hiding in the woods, whoever breaks in recklessly will be shot into a sieve on the spot!" Allen exclaimed.

"Not necessarily."

Qiao An opened the storage bag, took out a small piece of turtle shell, and used it as a material for casting a spell, and took a "arrow-proof barrier" on himself. Afterwards, two "powers of myth" were continuously activated to bless himself with "myth mage armor" and "myth shield technique", greatly increasing his defense power.

With the addition of two mythical protective spells, even if Joan was surrounded by the Dry Needle Monster and was shot by random arrows, he could at least survive for a minute without getting hurt.

Fully prepared, Joan walked towards the pine forest.

"Brother Joan, I'll go with you!" Clark chased after him.

Joan stopped and looked back, frowning slightly, and was about to dissuade Clark, but the frost giant rushed to say: "Don't worry, the spikes fired by the Dry Needle Monster won't hurt me!"

As if fearing that Joan would not believe it, Clark took a deep breath first, and suddenly let out a loud shout. Fiery fighting spirit burst out from the depths of his gray-blue eyes, his body potential was fully stimulated, and his already strong muscles suddenly swelled. In the circle, every inch of skin on his body is full of explosive power like explosives, exuding an extremely dangerous aura.

Frightened by Clark's sudden surge of aura, Joan couldn't help but take two steps back, looking at the frost giant with bloodshot eyes and fighting spirit in surprise, and was stunned for a moment before realizing that he had turned on "Rage".

Clark's basic profession is "Barbarian", also known as "Barbarian". While fully training his physical strength, he also cultivates a special spiritual meditation method. After reaching a certain level, he can perform self-hypnosis with a battle cry, and enter the A fanatical and aggressive state of mind.

In this state, the physical potential of the "barbarian warrior" will be stimulated by fighting spirit, and the destructive power and resistance to fighting will be significantly improved. Regardless of injuries and mental interference, he will fight frantically until he knocks down all the enemies in front of him, or continues until he is physically fit. The moment when you are exhausted and unable to fight any more.

Entering the "furious" state is only the first step. Clark uttered a battle cry again, using a special breathing secret method combined with spiritual meditation, his chest heaved at a high frequency according to a fixed rhythm, and the inherent coldness in the frost giant's body-this In fact, it is a kind of blood force—it is stimulated through the pores.

"Huh-ha!"

"Huh-ha!"

...

The breath circulated in Clark's body at high speed, making a rhythmic whistling sound like a pipe organ.

The cold air forced out of the body became more and more intense, and all of it adhered to the surface of the frost giant's skin, absorbed the water vapor permeating the night sky, and condensed into frost.

Layers of frost piled up to finally form a set of frost armor covering Clark's whole body. Even his hands were covered with a layer of hard ice crystals. Sharp ice edges extended from the outside of the ten knuckles, like fists embedded in iron gloves!

"Brother Clark! How did you become an ice sculpture?" Allen's eyes widened in surprise.

Clark exhaled a big mouthful of white mist, and turned back to tell the boy: "This is the armor I created using the 'Frost Rage' secret method. As long as I don't throw me into the fire to roast, the defense of this frost armor is comparable to steel armor. Put it on With this armor, I don't have to be afraid of any withered needle monsters!"

Joan knew that on the basis of "Barbarian Warrior", Clark also advanced to the extraordinary profession "Frost Rager" unique to the Frost Giants. The "Frost Rage" and "Frost Armor" he mentioned must be the special abilities of this profession.

Clark's "Frost Armor" is no less thick or harder than a full body armor made of fine steel, and it is no problem to resist crossbow arrows.

Joan also found that Clark didn't lose his mind like other barbarian warriors after turning on "Rage".

What's going on here?

Joan suspected that Clark had either mastered a secret method to maintain sanity in a berserk state, or that he had benefited from the frost armor covering his whole body, which kept his body temperature at a relatively low level. When a person is in a cold environment, he will appear calmer and less prone to blood, which seems to make sense.

"Brother Joan, my 'Frost Armor' can't last for a long time, and it will melt if it takes too long. Let's go to the forest to search for the wither monster!" Clark urged.

Joan nodded, followed the majestic frost giant in ice crystal armor, and walked quickly into the depths of the pine forest.

Clark intentionally kept Joan behind while walking, and used his huge body as a mobile barrier to provide a solid and reliable safety barrier for the weak-looking young mage behind him.

Joan followed Clark, completely submerged in the shadow cast by the frost giant.

Fortunately, he has already activated the "dark vision" enchanted by the prosthetic eye, and his vision is not affected by the dim environment among the pine forests. The deflection angle and the light and shade changes of the branch's light can accurately measure the location of the withered monster.

"Mr. Hainier, 30 yards ahead on the left, between two masson pine trees, there is a wither monster hidden."

Joan discovered the monster lurking in the dark in advance based on the information provided by the "Branch of Irminsur", and informed Clark in time.

"Okay! I'll go over and dig out that cunning little sapling!"

The frost giant didn't doubt Joan's judgment, turned around and walked towards the forest on the left, uprooted the bushes blocking the way with a wave of his hand, and threw the large piece of soil pulled out by the roots to the location Joan pointed out.

boom! The shrubs hit a seemingly ordinary pine tree, and the mud, sand and fallen leaves splashed in all directions. The impacted pine tree shook violently, and the thick trunk of the bowl made a cracking sound, and deep cracks appeared.

Clark stared at the pine tree curiously, seeing nothing unusual.

Joan said it was a monster in disguise, could it be a mistake?

Just when he was wondering, the pine tree suddenly twisted in a way that violated the normal plant habits. The soil at the root surged, and the root broke away from the soil by itself, twisted into two forked lower limbs, and moved slowly. The half-folded trunk leaned forward, and the crown covered with needles drooped accordingly. It staggered in the dark forest, looking like a thin and hunchbacked old man.

"Yo ho! Brother Qiao An, come and see, that guy has moved! It has moved! It really is that... the dry needle monster!"

Clark danced with excitement like a 3,000-pound kid.

In order to see the Withered Needle Monster clearly, he took the initiative to meet him and sized him up curiously.