Warhammer Wizard

An eighteenth-level shaman!

Ren has seen many priests. This extraordinary profession is the oldest spell caster. There used to be priests among humans, but after being cursed by the Lord of Darkness, humans' perception of natural elements dropped to a low point, and priests could no longer be born.

For the first time, he saw a priest above the legendary level, and he was a high-level legendary.

This old orc is very different from ordinary priests. The elements in his soul are very strange, and more than half of them are combat skills.

The most eye-catching is the power of up to the ninth level!

There are also seven levels of toughness and stamina, as well as as many as a dozen combat skills such as heavy blows, rage, cutting, blade flurry, elemental shock, etc., which are stronger than legendary orc warriors, plus a series of natural elements A power spell that combines both melee and spellcasting abilities.

"Melee Shaman!"

Ren was amazed in his heart, and at the same time a little bit afraid.

This is undoubtedly a very powerful orc shaman who will never go unnoticed among the orcs.

The wolf cavalry was aggressive, and the mercenaries in the camp were facing a formidable enemy, and the rose knights also jumped on their horses and set up a defensive position.

Some timid mercenaries thought there was going to be a fight, and fled into the swamp without looking back.

"Ren?"

Emily cried softly, a look of concern on her face.

"Don't be nervous." Ren shook his head calmly, "These orcs won't really do it." Eyes of Soul can see clearly that neither the wolf cavalry nor the shaman priests are hostile. It's just a disgrace to human beings.

This is the territory of the orcs, and it is impossible for humans to break in.

Even if you really want to fight, there are others ahead.

Ren glanced at the group of rose knights, there were more than 30 knights in total, and they were far inferior to the wolf cavalry in terms of number and strength. Their leader, Matthew Anselon, was in the swamp and took away the most elite silver-winged Pegasus knights, leaving only middle and low-level knights in the camp.

The boom is getting closer.

The ground vibrated violently, and the mercenaries were all worried, but they did not dare to act rashly.

The running wolf is close at hand, and the majestic wolf body gives people a great sense of oppression. Their eyes are full of fierce light, and their mouths reveal sharp wolf teeth, ready to pounce on them at any time.

The orc cavalry on the Warg's back was also wielding weapons and roaring loudly.

"Ugh..."

A horn issued an order, and when the wolf cavalry rushed to the front of the camp a hundred paces, they turned in unison, ran past the side of the camp, rushed to the top of the **** where the Icethorn clan was located, and the wind riders in the sky also landed in.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The gate of the Icethorn Clan's fortress has long been opened, and the wolf cavalry slowed in, and the orcs cheered enthusiastically in the tribe. From time to time, the orcs shouted a name: "The High Priest of Direkota."

"It turned out to be him!"

"It turned out that Direcotta came, no wonder he brought so many wolf cavalry, and the Wariel Guards came with him."

The mercenaries in the camp whispered, and many of them knew the identity of the old orc.

Ren was also stunned when he heard it.

This Direkota's identity among the orcs is no trivial matter. He comes from the Wolf Warrior clan.

Orcs are one of the oldest races in the world of Alanus. They have had powerful blood in their bodies since ancient times, usually from some kind of beast or strange monster. Orcs worship the source of blood as spiritual totems, such as wolf totems. , Bear Totem, Eagle Totem, are regarded as the incarnation of the **** of orcs.

There are many branches in a bloodline totem, and these branches are clans.

Orc tribes are made up of thousands of different clans, each clan has a chief and a high priest. The chief is responsible for leading the clan's armies and fighting externally, while the high priest spreads the beliefs of the gods. Sometimes, two positions can be filled by one orc.

The tribal chiefs were selected from among the more than a thousand clan chiefs.

The current Warchief Go'el is from the Wolf Warrior clan.

As the high priest of the Wolf Warrior Clan, Direkota has a very close relationship with the Great Chief Guil. He is of high seniority. He once guided the young Great Chief to the path of shaman, and assisted the opponent step by step to climb the Great Chief. Throne and become the leader of the entire orc tribe.

To this day, Direkota is still the most trusted and respected spiritual mentor of the Great Chief, and can be said to be under one person in the tribe.

The Icethorn clan also belonged to the bloodline of the wolf totem, and naturally they would welcome the arrival of the big man Direkota.

Ren listened for a moment with the voice of all things.

Direcotta talked to the chief of the Icethorn clan, and revealed the purpose of his trip. First, it was the Great Chief's instruction to protect the Icethorn clan from intrusion; second, it was for the black dragon, if there was a chance, he must take it. The tribe is very interested in the treasure of tens of millions of gold shields.

Even if the treasure of the black dragon cannot be obtained, some benefits must be recovered from the Rose Knights. The territory of the orc tribe does not allow human beings to come and go at will.

Ren saw that a rose knight took out a voice meter and got into the tent to talk.

You don't need to listen to know that they are in contact with the head of the regiment.

There was bound to be a conflict between the two forces. Ren didn't want to be caught between them, he patted the phantom warhorse under him, and said, "Let's go."

The two and two dragons left the camp on horseback and entered the swamp.

The area of ​​the deep mud swamp is very large, and even if you fly in the sky, it takes half a day to cross. The entire swamp was shrouded in a thin layer of mist, making it very dark. The environment on the ground was complicated, and there were countless dangers lurking under the endless weeds. 520

clap clap clap...

The phantom warhorse has the ability to walk on water, but it is not afraid of falling into a mud pit.

Ren rode steadily on the horse, and the stench penetrated into his nose. As far as he could see, his vision was blocked by the gray fog. Even if he had the eye of the soul, he could not see too far.

His voice of all things remains on, alert to listen to what's going on around him

In the deep mud swamp, in addition to the weeds in the water pool, a large number of trees have grown. Although they are not as tall and dense as the virgin forest, the roots of the trees are connected together, and the strange shapes are like living things, which makes people feel very depressing. The moist air made the skin sticky, and the temperature was so cold that it was very uncomfortable to have clothes on.

The most annoying thing is the countless flying mosquitoes and poisonous insects, which are constantly around and cannot be driven away.

Snapped!

Galaderos slapped his neck with a slap, and there were several disgusting corpses stuck to his palms. He hurriedly threw them away and complained, "This ghastly place, that is, the dirty black dragon can endure it."

Sindara next to him nodded in agreement.

The Frost Sea Dragon is particularly clean, and even has a bit of a cleanliness addiction. There is a light blue light on her body, and she does not hesitate to spend mana to maintain the shield and isolate the poisonous insects.

Emily opened the flame shield as well, and the poisonous insect was burned to death as soon as it flew close.

This has been going on for five or six days.

Even though they are all in the legendary realm, they are a little tired after maintaining the shield for such a long time, and their faces are no longer as relaxed as they were when they first entered the swamp.

"Just be patient."

Ren comforted.

His skin is thick and fleshy, and he has a nine-level toxin resistance. He is not afraid of poisonous insect bites at all. Only when there are too many mosquitoes and insects around his body will he stimulate the thorns and electric armor to clean it up, so it seems relatively relaxed.

As soon as the voice fell, the water surface on the side of the phantom warhorse slammed, and a distorted black shadow jumped out.

This black shadow is covered with silt, like a ball of dead sticks and mud, with deformed hands and feet, two or three meters high, a dark moss on the head, and a pair of crazy and The evil eyes, with a stench of stench, rushed towards Ren on the horse's back.

Ren's expression remained the same, as if he had already noticed the sneak attack.

He raised his hand, and a ray burst from his fingertips.

hiss!

As soon as this monster stood up, a rainbow-like thick ray instantly penetrated its chest, and the huge body disintegrated into silt and rotten leaves, and crashed back into the water, as if it had never appeared before.

The others were not surprised by this scene, and drove the phantom warhorse to continue.

A soul flew out from the bottom of the water and was absorbed by Ren.

He nodded secretly, "High-level swamp crawler, yes, it can increase the progress bar of the power factor by two or three bars."

The deep mud swamp is full of dangers. In addition to the more common swamp giant crocodiles, fangs spiders, hydras and countless flying insect poisonous weeds, the most dangerous is this swamp crawler.

Crawlers are weird, perfectly lurking underwater or in the mud, and when the prey passes by, they suddenly attack.

Most of the mercenaries and adventurers who died in the swamp were killed by creepers.

When they first entered the swamp, Ren and others were also sneak attacked by creepers several times. With experience and precautions, Eye of Soul discovered the existence of creepers in advance and harvested their souls.

These low-intelligence monsters, who are not believers of gods, can safely devour their souls.

After searching for five or six days, the black dragon could not be found. Instead, his spirit power increased a lot, and he invested all of the ninth-level power elements to advance a bit.

Ren was happy to see this, thinking that this is a very safe way to upgrade, and he can come often in the future.

The group advanced for a while in the swamp.

"Emilys."

Ren stopped and called out, and Emily took out the Dragon's Calling Horn and stroked it with her hand.

Such attempts have been carried out hundreds of times. If the horn can be used, it means that there are good dragons in the vicinity of youth. In the past few days, the Dragon's Call has responded several times, but after searching around, it was found that Matthew Anselon and his silver dragon passed by.

Emily's face was startled, and she said, "There is a reaction!"

Ren and the two dragons cheered up, and then they were not sure. The red copper dragon wondered, "Could it be the silver dragon knight again?"

"I'll go up and have a look~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Emilys immediately blessed Ren with the flying technique, he also inspired the invisibility ring, and then took off into the air, and soon reached the mid-air hundreds of meters high, out of the swamp of fog.

The eye of the soul opened to the limit and searched around repeatedly.

According to past experience, Matthew Anselon and his silver dragon are accustomed to flying very high, even with the fog of the swamp blocking, the soul's eye can easily find the general orientation of the silver dragon. They won't stay for a long time, and at most half an hour will be beyond the induction range of Dragon's Call.

However, this time, Ren searched for a long time and did not find the silver dragon.

Dragon's Call is always responsive.

Emily finally couldn't hold back her surprise, which meant that there was a good dragon nearby, and as long as the horn was blown, the dragon must respond to the call.

Ren stopped her, shook his head and said, "Don't blow."