My Magic Age

The remaining ice scattered around slowly melted on the water-filled grass. The back-to-back ice sculptures were blown to pieces by Qige's magic bullets. This time we didn't even have a chance. The ice sculptures shattered directly. The flesh and blood inside is separated. Kurtz and I looked at such a bloody scene with our mouths open, a little dumbfounded.

Qige, who was standing on the back of Yaguimon, also raised his hands suspiciously. At this time, he didn't quite understand why his magic bullet was so powerful. Kurtz squatted in front of a piece of broken ice and fished out a fragment of leather armor from the bloody water. He turned around and thought about me before saying, "Jia, they are wearing ordinary hard leather light armor, which has no magic resistance."

It turns out that the liger warrior Bifulon wore magic antelope skin armor. This light armor made of the lowest level of magical beast skin has magic resistance, and Bifulon himself is also an eighth-level warrior, although it is half as good as Viru and Breguet. The strong man who has just stepped into the ranks of the first-turn warriors is worse, but his own physique is also very strong, and following his footsteps The two bandits who came to support were both archers. They were not as powerful as Biffron, and their equipment was inferior. Therefore, after they stepped on the frost trap, the frost scrolls that had their attributes enhanced by the rain actually froze them to death. , was suddenly bombarded by Qige's magic bullet, and the flesh and blood of his body were scattered all over the ground along with the broken ice.

It turns out that magic skills can be so powerful. I couldn't help but take a breath of air and looked at Kurtz in shock. Kurtz was also a little dazed and said to himself: "No wonder grandpa always forces me to learn magic. Under extreme weather Magic is really powerful!”

Although Kurtz was born with a powerful hunting talent such as "survival instinct", as the seventh son of Kumande, the leader of the Grudin orc tribe, and the grandson of the soul walker great shaman elder Kuru, he also has a very strong power in his body. The spiritual power of the blood wolf clan, if it were not for the leader of the blood wolf clan, Koulepaulos Shaman Lord Si told Old Kuru that he respected Kuz’s personal ideas and could not force him. Old Kuru would have used cramming teaching methods to pass on his skills to Kuz. In many of Old Kuru’s grandchildren Among the children, Kuz is not the smartest, but he is the most talented and is deeply favored by the old Kulu.

At this time, he said that Old Kuru always wanted to force him to learn the magic of the orcs, but it was true. If I hadn't suddenly appeared when he was about to succumb to Old Kuru's personal will, maybe in the last part of the caravan Along the way, he will be buried in the sea of ​​books.

"Is there such a skill in orc magic?" I have never seen an introduction to orc magic in any book. Old Kuru paid close attention to the parchments in this area. His explanation to me was that he was worried about me. Will be led astray by the orcs' understanding of magic, and the relationship between humans and orcs will The understanding of magic is very different in nature. If I was the first to come into contact with the basic knowledge of orc magic, it would be difficult to accept it when I learn the basic knowledge of human magic in the future, because both orcs and humans will have the first The bad thing about eyesight and preconceptions.

Kurtz scratched his head. It was obvious that he really didn't like magic. He thought for a long time before saying: "It's probably similar to Frost Shock! Even shamans are divided into many types. I have seen the strongest shaman in the tribe. Good at close combat, Carrying a short propaganda ax in one hand and an iron-wood drum stick in the other, he rushed forward and froze a manticore with a raised hand, and then directly hit the adult manticore with a stick. Go to the sky, it’s really tight.”

Then he glanced at the wreckage on the ground and added: "Now I feel like it's nothing!"

...Beautiful dividing line...

A rainbow hung in the clouds in the northeastern direction of the wasteland. The sun finally penetrated the clouds when the rain stopped, like beams of light shining on this vibrant wasteland. The rain came in time, and in this spring Here, such a precious and rare heavy rain will make everything in the wasteland full of vitality. In the distance, a few wild ducks that flew through the rain landed in the temporary pond that was formed after the rain, and leisurely preened their feathers. , like a bunch of heartless naughty kids.

Three ligers were sitting on the three ancient Bo Lai horses. The one in the center had a bronze shield hanging on the saddle bridge. He held the reins in one hand and carried a blood-stained cleaver in the other hand. Even if he was killed by a After being washed away by a heavy rain, the blade of this beheading sword The blade was still stained with blood. He was much taller than Bifulon, with a yellow mane hanging loosely behind his head. His golden eyes looked at us with murderous intent. That powerful aura made me jump from the top of my head. It was numb all the way to the soles of my feet.

On another horse sat an archer with an ironwood bow on his back. When his sharp eyes looked at me, I felt like I was being targeted by an arrow, which was very uncomfortable. His right arm was obviously thicker than his left arm. He looked at us coldly, and Kurtz looked at him with gritted teeth, just because he was an orc werewolf archer. I knew that Kurtz wanted to ask him: Why did he lose his dignity as an orc werewolf and become a robber? For an orc werewolf, dignity is far more important than life.

The liger on the right with a spear on his shoulder is holding a girl about twelve or thirteen years old in his arms. She seems to be asleep, lying softly on the liger saddle. The front of her body was like a sandbag, her hands and feet were hanging down, and her big yellow-brown braids were dragged on the grass, covered with mud and water. I roughly judged the girl based on her body shape, and at this time I also noticed something special about her feet. She actually didn't wear shoes. It couldn't be said to be a pair of feet at all, but a pair of hooves. What was very strange was that The double hooves make me feel very graceful. They are very special horse hooves.

A dark horse, as smooth as satin, followed the girl. From time to time, it gently touched the girl's hands with its head, snoring uneasily. A pitiful expression of fear and unwillingness to leave actually appeared. My jaw almost dropped at the sight of a dark horse's face. I know this black horse. I remember that in the rain, I saw this horse running at the front, with these bandits chasing after it. But now it seems that what they want to catch is the girl on the horse!

Obviously the man standing in the center is the leader of this small gang of robbers. He looks really vicious. He is probably thinking about how we managed to get rid of his three men quietly. There were two captured war horses tied next to our Yagui beast. Bifulon and his war horse died first, and the two bandits behind them were hastily buried by Kuz and I. In such a rainy day, , even if you dig a small pit, it is not difficult to dig their corpses It was buried in the soil and backfilled with the remaining soil. After being washed away by rainwater, no traces were left. Finally, the depression was filled with rainwater. Even the newly excavated soil marks were covered by the puddles, and only a muddy area could be seen. puddles, but after heavy rain, the rainwater in all puddles is very turbid...

If it weren't for the fact that there were two war horses tied around us, I don't think they would have thought that we were capable of killing the owners of the horses.

The bloody Zhanma sword pointed forward, and the liger in the center opened his mouth, showing a painful expression that could not tell whether he was crying or laughing. He asked Kurtz in a hoarse voice: "My brother Biffron Where did he run? What benefits did you give him so that he was willing to let you go? Did he help you kill these two brothers? "

Two meters in front of them riding Gubo Lai's horse, there was half a wolf skin mattress piled there, wrinkled and wet. The liger bandit with a spear in his hand even used his... The nearly four-meter-long spear lifted up this half of the wolf-skin mattress and took a look. Is there anyone hiding underneath? At this time, I turned into a light mist and hid under the wolf-skin mattress. When the knight gently lifted the wolf-skin mattress, I clung to the shady part of the wolf-skin mattress. , with the mattress hanging on the tip of the liger's spear.

My heart is silently counting down the seconds, 27, 26, 25, 24, 23...

Although with my repeated practice, the life-saving magic skill "Shadow Cloak" I can use can last about two minutes, it is obviously still a bit short. I am now awkwardly hanging on the tip of the spear. I believe that if the effect of my "shadow cloak" disappears now, I will be stabbed into pieces by this spear in an instant.

For me, the magic skill "Cloak of Shadows" is the most important magic skill I know. Because it is my life-saving skill, I always find ways to practice it when I have the opportunity, from chanting spells to drawing pictures. Magic circles strive to be the fastest, and because this skill was once strengthened by "Deep Meditation", it has now become a special magic skill that cannot be interrupted and can be successfully cast while running, so I'm always looking for ways to enhance the magic of Shadow Cloak.

A quarter of an hour ago, Qige had firmly opposed this assassination plan, because this hasty idea thought up in a hurry did not seem so reliable, because Kuz and I boldly imagined that the bandits chasing us this time would be unprecedented. Strong, so in order to weaken the enemy's strength in advance, I boldly proposed that a short kid like me hide in the rags In the wolfskin mattress, I quietly waited for the bandits to arrive. I took advantage of the rainy weather. There was no sunshine, and the light mist I transformed into in the rain and fog would not be so noticeable. In this way, I would have a very high chance of getting close to the enemy. My wolf fang dagger was thrust into them from behind. This wolf fang dagger made from the fangs of the giant wind wolf of the mutated monster was a sharp weapon that could kill people.

But it’s embarrassing!

Unexpectedly, just as the three cavalry from the opposite side were chasing after them, the rain cleared up!

The sunlight penetrated through the thick clouds, like the rays of spotlights, shining on the wasteland, forming spots of various shapes, and even forming a beautiful rainbow in the clouds in the east. I was almost struck by this sudden The accident scared me to death. It was a matter of life and death. How could I calm down? When I saw that spear trying to stab me, I had already activated the spell of the "shadow cloak". I simply stayed in the shadow of the wolfskin mattress and didn't The three robbers on the opposite side saw the clues.

But that hero, you put me down! You pick up a piece of tattered fur like this, carry a big gun and sit upright on the ancient horse. If you want more, you will have as many as you want. Do you know?