Hogwarts Wizarding Journey

In fact, Nerela also felt very angry when she heard Bell's conditions. After all, he was also a grumpy orc, and one of the most grumpy orcs.

However, as he grows older, time passes, and he experiences more and more, Nerela has fully realized the importance of controlling his anger. It is precisely because he has successfully mastered the emotion of anger that he can

He has continued on the road of shamanism until today and became the great shaman of the Ogu tribe.

"Mr. Bell, could you please explain in detail what the so-called loyalty requires us to do?"

After temporarily comforting Victor, Nerela asked Bell again.

"Well, how should I put this... I don't know how to put it specifically, but I don't mean to make you slaves. To put it simply, it probably means that you need to recognize me... mine

My younger brother is the chief of the tribe."

Although my younger brother is still a little baby who can only "beep", the future of the family will eventually be in his hands. Therefore, it is appropriate to recruit some subordinates for him in advance and lay a solid foundation.

Act of.

'I am indeed a good brother!'

Bell thought narcissistically.

"impossible!"

As expected, Victor exploded again.

What a joke! Let them recognize a foreigner as the chief of their own tribe, then they might as well kill them! They orcs don't have such a big heart, let alone that internationalization!

"Go to hell, humans!"

Faced with Bell's repeated humiliation, Victor's patience reached its limit.

When he couldn't bear it anymore, there was no need to bear it anymore. He saw Victor holding the inherited battle ax of the Ogu tribe - the 'Bloodthirsty Blade' in his hand, and he struck Bell on the head with a jumping chop, threatening to split Bell into two pieces with the axe.

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‘Boom~!’

However, the ideal is beautiful, but the reality is a bit cold. Without seeing any movement from Bell, an overwhelming pressure suddenly fell from the sky. Not only did Victor, who had jumped halfway, be pressed back to the ground, but there was no one in the hall except the old man.

The other orcs except the shaman were also pressed to the ground. No matter how hard they struggled, they could not get up.

"Bell, this..."

Seeing the sudden change in the situation, Hermione hesitated to speak.

So she really shouldn't let Bell speak!

Originally, the two parties had a good chat. Not to mention how friendly they were, but they could barely be called harmonious. But as soon as Bell opened his mouth, within a few words, the two parties started fighting?

Conflict comes too fast, like a tornado. You can't escape the poisonous circle, and you don't have time to take drugs!

"The omnipresent fire element in the world! Please lend me your explosive power temporarily and help me burn everything in front of me~!"

In the middle of reciting the spell, the old shaman was suddenly hit by a large piece of roasted mutton into his mouth. The mutton slid directly to his throat and almost choked the elderly shaman to death.

"Brother, that old orc, why does he have to read so much nonsense when he casts a spell?"

Shanna, who had just reluctantly thrown away her last piece of barbecue, looked at her brother curiously while cleaning the oil stains on her hands.

Although she also felt that the way the other party recited his lines just now was a bit cool, but after all, he was in a battle. Rory recited so many words, as if he was reminding others to hit her quickly, which was too

That's stupid.

"Because they don't have a magic wand, their casting speed will be very slow. Once the casting time becomes longer, they need to use spells to help them concentrate. Otherwise, if their thoughts wander for a moment during the casting process, then they will

It’s easy for magic to backfire.”

In fact, before wizards invented the magic wand, they had to recite a long list of spells like the old shaman before they could cast a spell. Even some young wizards could cast a spell after reciting the spell for a minute or two.

If you don't cast it, you may injure yourself. Therefore, those wizards in ancient times actually had a very difficult life.

What? Didn’t you say that the old troll prophet from the Kingfisher tribe just cast a powerful lightning spell?

This can only be said that the old prophet has not lived here for nearly 300 years. You know, even Bell was amazed by the old prophet's power for a moment when he first saw him. He must have let go

In the ancient magic world, the old prophet would have been one of the top few.

In comparison, the old orc shaman of the Ogu tribe was far behind in terms of strength.

"Cough cough cough! Cough cough~!"

While the Bell brothers and sisters were chatting, Nerela managed to cough up the roasted meat in his throat. He covered his neck and gasped, looking at Shanna with eyes full of disbelief.

The human male named Bell is so powerful that he is no match for him. How come this young human female can easily defeat him with a wave of her hand?

Even though all her attention had been focused on Bell before, being defeated so easily by Zannah still left Nerela unable to let go, and she seriously suspected that she was actually dreaming.

Otherwise, this really makes no sense! You know, after all, he is also the strongest person in the Ogu tribe at present. Why can any of these humans in front of him be able to defeat him?

"Damn! Damn it! Unforgivable!"

At this moment, Victor, the only one who did not fall to the ground under Bell's spell, but maintained a half-kneeling posture and gritted his teeth to resist gravity, with veins all over his body protruding, roared and stood up again

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Like a brave man in desperate situation, he roared unyieldingly at the 'devil' and raised the battle ax in his hand...

'boom!'

An even stronger gravity acted on the orcs. Victor, who had just stood up for less than 2 seconds, spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell directly into the hard ground.

Not only Victor, but also the other orcs who were lying "honestly" on the ground, were implicated by their chiefs, and also enjoyed the upgraded version of gravity and fell into the ground.

"No! Stop it!"

Seeing the ferocious faces of the tribesmen, bleeding from all the orifices, and even the faint sound of broken bones, Nerela realized that until now, the guards outside had not come in to check the situation, and realized that they were trapped on an isolated island.

, I guess I won’t get any assistance.

Bell gently raised his hand to reduce the gravity to the previous state, then looked at the old shaman with a smile and listened to the other person's next words.

He knew that this old shaman was a rare understanding person. That's why he deliberately let the other party go before, hoping that the other party could see the situation clearly and make a wise choice.

What? Are you saying that a twisted melon is not sweet?

It’s better to eat nothing if it’s not sweet! It can quench your thirst after all, right?