My Magic Age

Under the ten huge iron cauldrons, there was still a large amount of corpse residue that had not been burned out. The raging flames enveloped the large iron cauldrons, and the rolling heat wave could be felt from dozens of meters away. Dozens of gray dwarf slaves were trapped inside. Wearing a thin layer of cowhide aprons, squatting side by side, several orcs The overseer was holding a whip and scolding: "Kuzi, the chief of the Laitu tribe, gives you lazy people food and clothing, so that you can avoid hunger and disease, and you can even see a piece of meat on every meal occasionally. Intestine, why do you think you do this?”

"This is a reward for the hard-working. That night, you tried your best to hook those smelly zombies from the trench. Everyone saw it. Reward the hard-working and punish the lazy. This is our principle." The orc. What the overseer said was not too exaggerated. They wanted to find problems in the gray dwarf slaves. Maybe this group of gray dwarf slaves forgot when they put the last zombies into the oil pan after ten days of continuous work. It is possible to add a dissolving agent.

But those dull gray dwarves were squatting on the ground, and no one could speak.

We walked over in the face of the rolling heat wave. I didn't feel the heat of these blazing fires very clearly. I could only feel that my whole body was a little warm. I didn't feel any discomfort. Instead, there were symptoms on the cheeks of Kuz and Guoguo. There was a blush on her face, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on her forehead. It was really too hot here.

Maybe it was because I had been burned by fire poison when I was a child, which caused a strong fire resistance in my body. Anyway, I didn't feel any discomfort at this time. I continued to move forward despite the heat wave and came to the Orc The overseer's side.

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We have been getting along for a long time, and these orc overseers all know me. They know that I am a close friend of Kuz, the chief of the Laitu tribe. After they saw me, they all nodded to me in a flattering manner and looked at Kuz and Guoguo behind them. Sister came hand in hand and knew what we were talking about. All the orc supervisors looked a little apologetic for a while. For them, this job was not a beautiful job, and they all looked a little embarrassed.

Kurtz walked up and said this: "Maybe there is a small flaw in the formula. It is not a big deal. Is this the case with these sixty-seven corpses of the Corpse King?"

Sometimes, I feel that after being with me for a long time, he has lost the sharp edges of the orcs and werewolves. He is like a pebble that has been washed by the river for countless years. It has become very smooth and easy to speak. Make people accept it. The orc supervisors looked at each other, and one of them stood up and explained: "Our brothers accepted the job of the chief, and we did not dare to be careless day and night. Every time we put in the dissolving agent, we would send people from a distance. Staring, we are not as resistant to burning as the gray dwarves who are used to living in lava caves, so we stare from a distance every time, but we can be sure that there will be no mistakes every time we put in the blue vitriol crystal sand..."

"Only the sixty-seven corpses of the Corpse King have not melted, but what is strange is that last night, these corpses were still sinking to the bottom of the oil pan, and now they are floating on the corpse fire oil!" Another orc! the overseer added. "And there is no difference in the corpse fire oil harvested from the ten cauldrons from last night to now!"

"Come and take me over to have a look!" I said in orc language to a gray dwarf squatting on the edge.

This strong gray dwarf, wearing a cowhide apron, looked up at me with his shirt off, and said angrily: "We can't go any further, it will be too hot any closer. A kid like you can't bear the heat." Hot!”

"It's okay. I have lived in the dwarf country for two years, and I have seen many iron furnaces made by dwarf craftsmen. Some iron furnaces are built on lava belts, which are much hotter than here!" I answered with a smile, and faced the heat wave. Go inside.

The gray dwarf slave behind me hurriedly followed me. Even if I stood on the gray dwarf slave's shoulders and walked in, I still couldn't see clearly what was going on in the oil pot. I had to let the gray dwarf slave carefully climb onto the wooden stand beside the oil pot. At this time, Sister Guoguo behind me probably thought it was too dangerous. As long as I accidentally fell off the wooden shelf, or the gray dwarf slave was malicious, I might fall into the corpse that rolled away. Kerosene has a history.

The truth of the matter is actually very simple. As long as someone takes out a corpse king's body from the oil pan, the truth will be revealed.

In fact, there is no problem with the formula of corpse fire oil. The problem is that the skin and bones of the Swamp Corpse King are extremely tough and cannot be dissolved by the blue vitriol crystal sand. In fact, there is a smaller detail here, which is that of ordinary zombies. The corpse skin and bones were not dissolved by the blue vitriol crystal sand. After refining for a certain period of time, the skin and bones of ordinary zombies will shrink and become darker and darker, eventually forming corpse residues more than one meter long, which will be pulled out of the oil pan by gray dwarf slaves with iron hooks. When they came out, many of these corpse residues soaked in corpse fire oil became fuel under the cauldron.

However, the corpse skin on the Swamp Corpse King did not shrink in any way until the end. What it looked like before was still what it looked like in the end. That’s why the orc supervisors who were watching from a distance discovered that there were some clues to the matter. In fact, these When the Corpse King's body is taken out of the oil pan, you can find that all the fat in the Corpse King's body has disappeared, leaving only an empty skin and a white skeleton.

I walked out from the iron cauldron carrying the remains of a corpse king. The two gray dwarf slaves dragged the corpse king's skin, which seemed as light as nothing. I asked them to drag the corpse farther away and watched. With this giant headless corpse, we can still clearly imagine how majestic this corpse king was back then. It was extremely powerful and could scold a large number of ordinary zombies. If he hadn't left the swamp of death, maybe it could have been used as a corpse. King for life.

"What's going on?" Kurtz asked me as he got closer and realized it was an empty skin bag.

I lowered my head and observed carefully, then said: "The dissolving agent Blue Sail Crystal Sand cannot dissolve these corpse skins and bones. In fact, the oil inside has been completely refined into corpse fire oil!"

I pulled out the wolf fang dagger and carefully pierced the corpse king's skin. The leather was extremely tough. When cut with the sharp wolf fang dagger, only a faint white mark was left. Kurtz and I were dumbfounded. If If the Swamp Corpse King's skin had been so tough during the battle, we might have been doomed to accept a defeat.

Kurtz quickly waved to the distance, called a patrolling beast warrior, and asked her to stab the corpse king's skin with a magic antelope short spear. The effect was obvious. It took a lot of force to kill the devil antelope. The short spear dug into the leather. At this time, I thought of Catalina's Swordbreaker. If she were here, I would use the Swordbreaker to test how tough this corpse skin is.

All this time, when Qige and Catalina were with me, I couldn't feel all the good things about them. But when they really left me, it made me extremely uncomfortable. I was used to having Qige. When I was with Catalina, I started by combing my hair every morning. Even if I only had a broken hair, Catalina, who was attentive, would comb it carefully for me. Sister Guoguo, a magician, was obviously careless in every corner. a little.

"It's so tough. This thing is much tougher than devil antelope skin! It would be good if it was made into leather armor. Well, there isn't much of a stink. The disgusting green juice has turned into corpse fire oil!" I leaned my head over. , said after smelling it. To be honest, there is still some strange smell from the corpse king's leather, but it is definitely bearable.

Kurtz was obviously very interested and said curiously: "Can this leather be made into leather armor?"

The expression on the face of the beast warrior next to me was ugly, so I asked her: "If this leather makes a very tough leather armor, would you like it?"

She shook her head like a rattle without hesitation, then looked at the poorly made magic antelope skin armor on Kurtz with some envy, and said: "We orc warriors all like the magic antelope skin light armor like the one worn by the Chief. !”

"Haha, this is not a high request! After the corpse problem in the Death Swamp is solved, I will take you to the depths of the wilderness. At that time, you will hunt a devil antelope with your own hands. I will go to Gurudin Find the best leatherworker to sew magic antelope skin light armor for you!" After hearing this, Kurtz happily promised the orc female warrior.

The female warrior had stars in her eyes and nodded fiercely in agreement: "Yes!"

It can be seen that this is a beast girl warrior who is not used to telling lies. Many beast girls have extremely straightforward personalities. This character is very lovable. If you like it, you like it. If you don’t like it, you don’t like it. Hypocrisy is sometimes better to say it directly. Came out good.

I asked her: "What do you think if this corpse skin was made into a shield?"

"Ah?" The beast female warrior didn't understand why I asked her how she felt. In fact, no one cared about their feelings until now. In the end, even they themselves didn't care about their own feelings. So when I asked her how she felt, she didn't know how to answer. She just said hesitantly: "I follow the orders of the lord!"

Kurtz ignored the beast warrior who admired him. Instead, he came to my side and said, "You mean to make these corpse king leathers into shields?"

An idea suddenly occurred to me, so I started to discuss it: "Well, leather shields covered with ironwood boards! After these female warriors have the short spears with devil antelope horns, they have enough attack power to attack the swamp. For zombies, their lethality is enough, but for Death Scythes who are good at sneak attacks, they are no different from pieces of paper. If each female warrior can equip a small The shield may add a lot of defense to them, and mobility is also very important. These warriors are very good at running. They are different from the wolf cavalry of the orc werewolves. They do not need to wear heavy armor or be powerful. They don’t need enough physical strength to complete every charge. As throwers, they only need good mobility, but they also need to protect themselves.”

Among these people, Kurtz was the one who could understand me best. He continued my train of thought and said, "So, use a leather shield, which is both lightweight and has a certain degree of defense?"

I replied: "Yeah!"

It is not easy to find a knife that can easily cut through the corpse king's leather. In the end, Sister Guoguo found the swordsman Duolunlie and borrowed his sword to cut the corpse king's leather. Then we found the inside of the corpse king's leather. It was actually wrapped in a complete set of crystal-clear jade bones. Duolunlie's sharp long sword cut through the bones, and there was only a shallow mark.

"Bone shield!"

I thought of a piece of miscellaneous records I had seen on the sheepskin scroll of Old Kuru. It is said that there was once a powerful legion in the orc tribe. There was an army in the legion wearing bone armor, bone helmets, bone spears and bone shields. They were almost invincible in the orc world. Later, when fighting with the hell demons, the succubus army of the hell race, together with dozens of evil eye kings and a medusa queen, lured and killed this army near the black dragon's nest.

Now seeing this crystal-like white skeleton, I thought of the bone shield equipped by that army. It is said that only the hard sternum of the horror knight can make the strongest bone shield. However, it seems that the sternum of these swamp corpse kings is also very good. You only need to use the sharpest saw to saw these sternums from the side, and the chest of the corpse king will be a complete bone shield. If you cover it with a layer of corpse king leather, it will be both light and strong enough.