"Hahaha, the orc is dead!"

Otto just laughed and stepped forward a few steps with the ice cover. He instantly remembered his previous experience of pretending to die, and his steps stopped.

"As a dragon, the most important thing is to be stable!"

Otto smacked his lips a few times and decided to deal with other matters first.

For example, go and see if the annoying shaman dies.

...

"Oh-Ke!"

Otto slowly left the orc chief's position with the ice cover, and followed the traces of the orc shaman's escape. Before he could find the shaman's position, he heard a roar behind him that made him creepy.

"Oh, it's not as expected..."

Can't we keep some true feelings in this world? How can we do this so sinister and cunning? This simple little dragon!

Otto rolled his eyes speechlessly and continued to chase the traces left by the shaman.

Soon, he found the statues of the two surviving orc warriors in a group of snow monsters wandering. They were all frozen in ice, vividly maintaining their running image.

Otto turned around their ice cubes for a few times, and after confirming that they were really dead, the dragon head couldn't help but pause.

Now the last orc shaman remains yet to be found!

"The Shaman is a spellcaster. I saw the scene of me wearing an ice cover before. I guess that guy will not be able to wait for death."

Otto followed the trails on the road for a while, and soon found that not only were there fewer snow monsters wandering on the road, but in the end, even the trails left by the shaman were completely gone.

"If it wasn't as expected, that guy must have been hiding!"

Otto stretched his neck and watched around, but he could not find the ice cubes where the shaman was hiding.

"There are all ice and snow here. Since there is no place in all directions, the only place to hide is... underground!"

A sneer appeared on the little black dragon's face. While there were no wandering snow monsters nearby, he came out of the ice cover and began to dig around excitedly.

"I dig, I dig, I dig, dig, dig!"

...

"Click!"

Suddenly, the little black dragon seemed to have touched something.

"Digged!"

The little black dragon excitedly cleared the snow near the ice, and gradually found that something was wrong.

The ice cube was hidden not the orc shaman he was looking for, but a strange beast three or four meters long and with long black hair, which looked a bit like a yak.

"Hahaha, there's something to eat again!"

The little black dragon excitedly grabbed the ice cubes outside the yak monster's body and quickly dug out the upper body of the yak monster.

"This guy seems to have been frozen for a while, but he should still be able to eat it, right?"

It walked around the yak monster with its saliva for a few times, and soon walked to the front of the yak monster, poked out the dragon head and prepared to sniff it with its nose.

Suddenly, just as the little black dragon's nose was approaching, the yak monster, who was originally motionless, suddenly opened his eyes, and then opened his mouth and bit the little black dragon's nose.

"Ao, ao!"

The little black dragon was so scared that he screamed. He struggled hard for a long time before pulling its nose out of the zombie-scammer's mouth.

"Shit!"

"It smells so smelly, it seems that I can't eat it anymore..."

Otto took several steps back with lingering fear, watching the monster suddenly struggling with zombie, but unfortunately its lower body was still frozen in the frozen soil and could not break free from the constraints in a short period of time.

"Swoosh swish swish..."

Otto waved the metal armored blade on his tail for a while and quickly came to the conclusion.

"This garbage frozen meat has been frozen for too long and has actually produced a disgusting corpse transformation! Now this guy must be considered a dead creature."

Thinking of this, Otto was very angry. He had just finished a big battle and was injured and hungry. He thought he could eat a meal of fat, but he didn't expect that he was a disgusting undead creature, and he almost bitten by it and ate it in one bite.

"Damn it, I have nothing to eat!"

"Fortunately, I'm thick-skinned. This guy couldn't bite through the scales on my nose. He shouldn't be infected with the undead plague."

Otto felt a little unwilling to give up, and waved his tail blade to cut the undead monster into pieces, confirming that it would not continue to resurrect and dig it nearby.

Soon, a bunch of frozen monsters were dug out by Otto.

He drove a few randomly and found that they were all disgusting things that could not be eaten.

In the end, I could only give up this useless move unwillingly.

"Forget it, this ghost place seems to be my big ice bank."

Otto cut all the "zombies" to death and buried them back, and continued to look for traces of the missing orc shaman.

"The meat will cause corpses to change for too long..."

"I don't know how long the ice and snow field has been formed here?"

Otto mumbled and suddenly thought of a terrifying scene - if the frozen field here suddenly disappears one day, all the frozen corpse monsters will gradually thaw, then...

"That's all a terrifying natural disaster of the undead!"

Otto shook his head hard and decided to forget all this.

What if it is, this is a world with gods, and even if the sky collapses, there will be tall people standing on it.

Otto was thinking all the way and soon walked back to the place where he had fought with the Orc Berserkers.

After the orc berserker pretended to be dead, he was frozen into ice by the nearby snow monsters again.

Despite this, Otto was still a little worried. The ice cube on the orc berserker's head he carefully knocked open, and at a speed of lightning speed, he tried hard to penetrate the sharp blade on his tail into the orc berserker's head.

"Hahaha, I'm really dead this time."

Then Otto came out again, just as he was doing good things, he cut the orc's body into pieces.

"Very good, this guy can't even become a dead zombie in the future!"

"Ah, hahaha, I'm really a good dragon!"

Otto fiddled with the orc's corpse fragments and felt very disappointed.

This guy obviously has the strength of the third level, so why doesn’t he even have a magical beast crystal core in his body?

"This damn warrior is indeed a sewer profession!"

"In the future, you must try less warrior monsters. Those things that cannot be eaten will be a loss after fighting!"

Otto searched around for a while and found only the fragments of the orc Berserker's tomahawk and the remains of some Shaman Totem Pillars.

"Hey, the harvest is almost nothing... This berserker has no defensive equipment except weapons."

Otto threw his tail in front of him and looked at it, and found that there were many impact dents on the tail blade.

"The tail is not hard enough, it seems that it needs to be replenished!"

He muttered and threw the fragments of the orc battle axe together with the remains of the totem statue into his mouth and chewed.

While eating the pieces, Otto wandered around the valley after the fierce battle, continuing to look for traces of the missing shaman.

When he walked to a snow mountain that he had never been to before, a familiar system prompt suddenly came from his mind.

"Damn it, that garbage system is zombie again!"
Chapter completed!