The samurai Vitoriya was lying on a piece of granite at this time, with her upper body naked, lying on a piece of granite. The whole scene did not have a trace of ambiguous atmosphere, because seven or eight unconscious North Wind Clan berserkers were lying around the rocks.

Judging from their twisted limbs or broken nose bones, if these soldiers can still wake up, they may be able to experience life as disabled people in the next few months.

"You should be more steady. If I find that the tattoo is not as beautiful as I thought, I will be very angry." Vitoria relaxed her back muscles a little while while speaking, and the steel-like muscles made a wire pulling sound: "Don't make bad thoughts, otherwise the consequences will be more serious!"

The magic tattoo master behind her was suddenly blushed with shame and anger, and her arms trembled, and she almost suffered internal injuries.

To be honest, although Vitoria took off her armor and was naked on her upper body, she definitely had no feminine beauty.

What's more, that master is almost seventy years old! As a barbarian, it is rare for him to leave now to live a long life!

"Bang!" The master slapped Vitoriya on the back, which made him feel hurt: "Relax a little longer! You female demon, my tattoo needle is not as strong as your muscles!"

This old tattoo master in his seventies is the treasure of the entire North Feng clan and the object of jealousy of all the Youtonheims. Even Karu carried a forest bear to hike to the door, and then asked the other party to tattoo a poisonous scorpion on his face.

He was also the patriarch of the North Feng clan. He was also an extremely irritable berserker when he was young, but now he could only suppress his anger and stabbed the female demon's back with his treasured tattoo needles and magic dyes one by one.

"Old man, to be honest, your clan has such poor strength, and you have extra guardians of this kind of treasure." Vitoria did not have the shyness of a female at all. At this time, she was looking at her [Slaying the Slaughter] with admiration: "I have an Eastern friend once said that a man is innocent and possesses a treasure. Next time you will not meet a good temper like me."

Originally, the three shackle heads of the [Slaying the Flames] were all substitutes made by Groyin, not genuine ones. Now one of the shackle heads has been replaced by the treasure of the North Feng clan, and the shackle heads in the shape of a giant dragon skull are shining with an unknown glory.

As the female warrior moved, the three shackle heads collided gently, and sparks kept flashing on the dragon-headed shackle heads, highlighting its mysteriousness.

[Slaying the Flame: A broken weapon obtained by Vitoria during her advanced mission is made of unknown metal. Currently, there is only one dragon-headed shackle head that is the real product. The remaining two are substitutes for dwarf forging, but their power is still eye-catching!

Limitation of use: Minimum 20 points of strength required

Material: Underground cold steel, unknown material

Texture: Invincible

Feature 1 - Heavy Weapons: As a heavy weapon, the higher the power of the user, the higher the damage caused. After exceeding the 17-point power limit, the damage will be increased by 10% for every little force exceeding it, up to 100%.

Feature 2 - Beast Slayer: The damage you deal to all enemies in beast forms is crushing damage (1.5 times the heavy blow).

As a broken mysterious weapon, if it restores its true body, it will have unexpected results!

————Thurt! Wherever you pass, there will be no complete corpse left!]

The old tattoo master's heart was bleeding, but he had no choice. The female demon in front of him broke into his home like a prehistoric tyrannosaurus, defeated all the warriors in the clan, and then took away the clan's treasures openly.

As a berserker, the old tattoo master can only twist his nose and admit that the clan treasure belongs to her, but you are so shameless and shameless and say that you have a good temper. Who gave you the courage?

The old tattoo master who was angry and found out that he chose the largest tattoo needle, and he tattooed a base picture on the wide back of the samurai with one stitch deeper and one stitch later.

It was an extremely ferocious dragon with wings spreading, and it was the skill of the old tattoo master. Although he was dissatisfied with the female warriors, he had to admit that the woman in front of him was a powerful warrior he had never seen before, and had a strong sense of violence in every word and action.

Moreover, none of the clan warriors defeated by Vitoria lost their lives. She had already shown mercy, not to mention that the female warrior even offered a high price that the North Wind Tribe could not refuse to hire herself to give her a tattoo.

Thirty boxes of stunning wine that the people of Youtonheim have never tasted before!

The old tattoo master swallowed a mouthful of water. This is life. If you are powerless to resist, you might as well go down and close your eyes and enjoy it.

Anyway, the most powerful tribe among the Youtonheims has been thinking about the idle clans around them. Maybe one day even the North Wind clan will no longer exist, so why bother to guard a dead object?

"I can only tattoo so many times today. I will start to carve the details tomorrow, color the day after tomorrow, and finish the highlights the day after tomorrow! That's it!" The old tattoo master looked at the dragon spreading his wings behind the female warrior, feeling that his skills have been put to the extreme. Perhaps only such strong muscles can support this tattoo!

"Continue with old man, I'm in a hurry!" Vitoria said impatiently: "If it really has the effect you said, I will be able to protect your broken clan in the future. Then there will be business to make you rich!"

"Only the bravest warriors in my tattoos are tattooed! Do you think I was a man who took action?" The old tattoo master slapped the female warrior on the back: "And today I can only tattoo so many tattoos. If there are more, you can hold on. I can't hold on anymore, old man!"

"Haha, it's useless!" Vitoria straightened her body without any hesitation, and draped the thick chain armor thrown on the ground casually: "Don't worry, it must be all warriors you have never seen before. They probably killed more people than you have ever seen in your life."

The old tattoo master closed his eyes the moment the female warrior sat up, otherwise he would have worried that he would have needle holes.

Or, he was worried that he would blame himself.

As the best magic tattoo artist among the Youtonheims, he has seen countless strong warriors, but he vowed that the most powerful and beautiful muscle he had ever seen in the first half of his life was the woman who was comparable to a demon in front of him.

With the new tattoo he tattooed on her this time, the old tattoo master has no doubt that the woman in front of him will be the strongest human in Quanyuannan!
Chapter completed!