Mage Joan

"Brother Joan, you come to judge. Isn't Kurkin boring?"

"If everyone is as careful as Culkin, and the artist's life is still insecure, why not talk about creative freedom!"

Casio said more and more excited, full of indignation, shaking his arms to condemn the orc chief.

"Kurkin, he didn't want to kill me, he wanted to murder art!"

Joan grinned reluctantly, but didn't make a sound, but thought in his heart that Casio's joke was too much. In face-to-face poems satirizing the chieftain of the orc, he deserved to be hated by others.

In fact, Casio is not afraid of offending Kurkin, anyway, he is a dead rival, but he also heard that Kurkin has a close relationship with the "Conquering Order" and offended this group of cultists without good fruit.

Unfortunately, his warning was too late.

In fact, Joan and Clark were involved in the dispute between the "Conquer Church" and the Centaurs as early as in the town of Haus, and deeply angered the two high-ranking cult gangs in the Alfheim region, Isaac. ·General Hook and "Snake Hand" Shaman.

Clark and Joan glanced at each other, and then briefly told the embarrassment of their controversy with the "Conquering Order".

Shrek didn't realize that Clark had done those good things in House Town until this time, and he sulked his thighs and pointed at Frost Giant's nose and scolded: "Damn big man! Shrek must be bad every time he meets you, this time You were pitted again!"

Scolding scolding, but Shrek was helpless.

The Ogre King is a man who believes that "speaking will do" is a creed of life. Since he has promised to help Clark find treasure, he knows the future is hard and hard, and he can only stick to the end.

After the orc robber left, the river beach returned to calm, and Clark, Shrek, and Casio fell asleep.

Before going to bed, Qiao An continued another "magic rope technique" to extend the life span of 3 hours for this half plane where he and his companions lived. After that, he got into a sleeping bag and fell asleep.

As usual, Joanne wakes up after only two hours of sleep. The night outside the window has not faded. It is about four o'clock in the morning, and the companion beside him is still sleeping soundly.

Joan spent an hour meditating in preparation for the 1st and 2nd ring spells that might come in handy today, and later used a "magic trick" to replace the wash, so as not to disturb the sleeping partner.

At dawn, Casio and Clark woke up one after another, and Joan had quietly left half of the plane, raising a campfire on the river beach, a teapot hanging above the fire humming, and boiling water dispelling the chill of the late autumn morning.

Clark sat up and stretched out a large lazy waist, snoring in his ears, and turned his head to look around. Shrek slept soundly, and the saliva ran down the corner of his mouth.

Frost Giant sneered and kicked him: "Fat man, wake up and dream of something delicious?"

"Well?" The Ogre King climbed up and stared at Clark in a staring manner, before he was fully awake.

"I guess the king is not dreaming of a good food, but dating my sister in a dream. You wake up our king and disturb his dreams, but it's really wicked!" Casio said to Clark half-jokingly.

The Ogre King blushed with fat, and shouted with conscience: "Don't talk nonsense, Shrek didn't have a dream!"

The three laughed happily at each other, then climbed out of the half-plane windows one after another, and slid down the ropes that hung down to the ground.

Joan got up and said good morning to them, returned to the rope, and chanted the mantra to cancel the half plane created by "Magic Rope".

As the magic dissipated, the dangling rope fell by itself.

Joan put away the rope and returned to the fire.

The tea had been boiled, and the four had eaten dry food with hot black tea, then packed their bags and continued their journey.

Joan turned into a "Yortonheim Hawkman" and was able to fly in the air. Although there was no horse to travel, he would not delay the trip.

Casio can also fly, Clark's legs run fast, but Shrek is the most affected after losing his mount. It is difficult to catch up with his companions because of his legs.

Fortunately, Casio has a way to cast Shrek blessing 1 ring of spells "stride run". In the next three hours, Shrek's running speed will be increased by up to 30%, basically the same as Clark, no longer worry about falling behind.

Everything was ready, the four left the camp, went deep into the dense forest along the Mijiu River, and continued north.

...

On the deserted river beach, time passed quietly, and at noon, noisy footsteps came from the nearby forest, and a large group of green orcs came out.

The headed orc is particularly tall and strong, almost comparable in size to the ogres, wearing a shiny enchanted chain mail, a pair of long arms with muscles reaching near deformity swinging back and forth with walking, and the fingertips can easily touch themselves Knees, like a gibbon standing upright!

The orc leader's palms are particularly wide, wearing a pair of dazzling red iron gloves, and the gloves are inlaid with dense and sharp spikes, shining in the noon sunlight, exuding a creepy evil breath.

The orc leader stopped his steps on the beach and looked down at the burning marks and food residues on the grass. His gloomy eyes flickered.

His left ear was torn off by people, and the wound extended from the ear to the corner of his mouth, forming a purple scar.

This shocking scar adds a bit of cruelty to his already ugly face.

"Master Kurkin, we found traces of camping here last night, but no campers were found, only two horses tied to the stump."

An orc warrior reported to Kulkinhui, the Ripper, respectfully.

Kurkin nodded slightly, clenching his fists, and the barbed iron glove made a metallic friction.

"A few of you are here, I'm going to talk to Lord Shaman, maybe his yeahhound can help us find more valuable clues."

After the explanation, Kurkin turned back to the forest. The cold air blowing in front made him aware of the "negative energy" breath, and stopped quickly, instinctively got goose bumps.

Not far from Culkin, a black robe stood in the middle of the thick bushes, holding an obsidian staff with a red engraved pattern, and suddenly put the staff down to the ground.

boom!

A circle of negative energy shock waves erupted from the feet of the black robe and quickly spread outwards. The shrub affected by this cold magic power instantly absorbed all the vitality of life by the black robe and quickly withered and withered.

The black robe man's left arm moved slightly, and a live snake came out of the cuff probe with a weird tree root in his mouth.

The roots of the tree emit a strange red light, covering all the withered and black bushes around, injecting evil magic into them, and activating into a group of "withered monsters".

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