Legendary Mage

Although the Spirit of Fire made that judgment on Moline, there is no evidence to prove what Moline would do to the Gadra tribe.

Moreover, Moline has a kindness to the Gadra tribe, so Wald cannot temporarily handle Moline with the words of the gods.

Moline still lives safely in the Gadra tribe, but he will not be allowed to enter the lava cave.

In addition, as the Spirit of Fire's judgment on Moline continues to spread, plus some orcs with ulterior motives to ignite the wind, Moline's reputation in the Gadra tribe has also plummeted.

It's just a month or two, except for the Aguls, Ginger and Snell, all the orcs of the Gadra tribe are hostile to Moline.

Doubt is an extremely tenacious seed, no matter how ridiculous it is sown in people's hearts, it will take root and thrive. And once the time of doubt is extended, this doubt will be firmly believed, even if people have no basis at all.

Slowly, the orcs in the Gadra tribe began to be hostile to Moline, and they had several fights with Moline, which further increased the gap and contradiction between Moline and the orcs here.

More than once, Morin wanted to leave here, but he hadn't been willing to leave just because the flames hadn't been obtained yet.

With the passage of time, Morin's practice has come to a breakthrough. He had enough twelve stars in his inner circle. As Mo Lin had expected, after twelve stars had been saved, his magic level could no longer be improved.

Faced with this situation, Morin was even more eager for that source of flame. What I need is close at hand, but it is hard to reach. This feeling really makes Mo Lin extremely angry.

After some hardships, Morin finally made the decision he had negotiated several times: he planned to sneak into the lava cave, and after leaving the source flame, he quickly left the Gadra tribe.

After making this decision, Morin began to plan the steps to dive into the lava cave. According to his existing information, the shaman of the Gadra tribe enters the lava cave at a time of three days. In other times, only people guard the cave.

Because the lava cave itself is a dangerous place, and it is in the core of the tribe, the guards there are not very tight, which provides a good condition for Moline to infiltrate.

In the middle of the day, Mo Lin asked Gray Shadow to carry out a pathfinding and investigation. After learning that the tribe was completely at rest, Mo Lin quietly left Agur's house.

However, Morin was so careful that he didn't notice that soon after he left Agul's tent, a crow flew out of Doyoda's house.

Morin paid all his attention to the movements of the orcs around him. Under the cover of the dark night, he walked towards Shadow Valley while exploring the surroundings. Morin's movements can be said to be extremely fast and silent, just like a black cat walking at night. It's hard to imagine, who else can discover Moline's actions.

Soon, Mo Lin came to the cave of Shadow Valley, and according to the path in memory, Mo Lin easily found the rock platform where the lava cave is located.

At this time, the two guarded orc soldiers at the entrance of the platform had fallen asleep against the rock wall, and the snoring rumble filled the entire cave.

Morin lowered his mind, not to mention that his actions were silent, even if there were sounds, they would be masked by the orcs' snoring.

Faced with the goal that was about to be reached, Morin was a little excited, but also a little sorry.

He really did not expect that he would eventually get what he wanted in this way of stealing chickens and dogs. If it is not compelling, he will not do it anyway.

It was easy to bypass the two guards. Morin had reached the entrance of the lava cave, and the gray shadow was behind him.

The scorching air at the entrance of the hole made Moline a little bit of blood, and he was really looking forward to what kind of ability the third-level Eye of Esferken would bring to him.

The eye of the first-level Asphoken brings self-cultivation foundation; the eye of the second-level Asphoken solves the problem of the coordination of his spiritual power and magic power. Both of these are improvements to the foundation, so what will the third-level artifact look like?

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Morin calmed his excitement, and he had to deal with this last problem calmly. Morin shook his head at Grey Shadow, motioned him to follow him, and stepped into the lava cave.

Just entering the cave was a downhill road. Morin stood on the **** to see the red and white lava rolling on both sides of the cave road. The huge lava slurry bubbled out the smell of sulfur, and at the same time made an evil whisper.

A huge, sharp cone-shaped rock hangs from the top of the cave, and fangs-like sharp stones are scattered on the wall. The sharp stones were soaked by the impact of lava, and the roots also turned red. From a distance, they seemed to have just sucked human blood.

Here is a scene of hell, there is a hint of holy land!

Facing such a dangerous place, Morin gritted his teeth and went down. He had just come down to a platform under the slope, and suddenly a cold laugh came from behind him.

"Hahaha, I was arrested now, what else can you say now, humans?"

As soon as he heard the laughter and the words, Morin felt that the spine ditch was cold. When he turned to look at it immediately, the speaker was the high priest Betril.

Upon seeing this person, Morin knew that he could not run away anyway, but he also immediately considered his own way, and then used his consciousness to connect with the gray shadow and said: "Gray shadow, I will drop the ring in a while, you must hide Grab your mouth and keep it safe!"

Gray Shadow immediately agreed to Morin.

At this time, Betril smiled smugly, like a cat that blocked a rat in a dead end. As soon as his words fell, Morin heard a rapid footstep.

Moline and Tribele looked at the voice at the same time, and Moline immediately slipped off his demon ring at the moment Betrier turned around, and the gray shadow beside Moline quickly opened his mouth to catch it.

All this was done in an instant, and no one found it.

A team of soldiers came in, led by Wald himself, and he looked at Morin with an incredible look. Morin sighed and lowered his head. Wald's face changed from shock to disappointment, and then anger.

"Molin, I trust you as much as I did. I didn't expect you to secretly sneak into our holy land as the high priest said!" Wald said angrily. "Tell me, you mixed into my tribe and entered our holy land again. What is the conspiracy?"

Moline raised his head and looked at Wald. He didn't make any excuses for himself. He just said: "Things have come to this point. It doesn't matter what I say. I will listen to you and never resist."

Resistance? Just kidding, Morin just wants to resist now, he has to resist too. Therefore, Mo Lin simply showed some stiffness, and did not ask for forgiveness, but sometimes got better results.

"Come here, take him and his mount away, and put them in jail first." Wald looked at Morin and ordered quickly. The three orcs came to Moline, and then Betril commanded again: "Check carefully to see if there are any magic items on him, such as things like rings."

The three orcs checked it and found Mo Lin and Grey Shadow left without finding anything.

Betril found nothing when he heard it, and he was surprised and disappointed, but he saw that Wald had gone outside, and he followed.

"Great Chief, you must not have the benevolence of a woman." Bethel said beside Wald, "This human being has spared no effort to have a good relationship with our tribe. Now his actions are enough to prove that he has a certain purpose. . You must investigate what his purpose is, otherwise our tribe is in danger. I think you haven’t forgotten the warning given by the Spirit of Fire?"

Wald snorted and said, "I have my own balance, and my intelligence is enough to judge right and wrong!"

"If you want to be a wise chief, you should completely trust the words of the gods." Betrier sneered. "You can also see that every judgment of the gods is extremely accurate."

Wald stopped and looked at Betril and said, "The high priest, I have said it more than once. This is my tribe. I will decide all administrative and military affairs in the tribe. As for you and you God, just take care of the people’s beliefs. I respect your position. Above the faith, I can listen to you completely, and you don’t want to interfere with me. I hope this is the last time I talk to You emphasize this matter."

"As you wish, my great chief." Bethel said respectfully. Wald looked at the high priest, and then strode forward. Only the high priest was left, standing against the background of raging flames, sneering sneeringly.