Glory Mage

() The tall and burly half-orc warrior's face was full of fear, his cloudy eyes narrowed into needle eyes, filled with deep horror.

He actually saw something that made him extremely afraid appear in front of him.

A gray and cold mist floated ahead.There was an old half-orc in the gray mist. His face was pale, and scarlet blood flowed from the deeply sunken eyeballs, the tip of his nose and the corners of his mouth.The hair all over his body was scorched black and curly, as if burned by flames.He was wearing tattered leather armor, and there was a fist-sized hole on his chest, where the heart was, but now there were only some arching white maggots, sucking the nutrients inside.

"Kakka~~"

The skin at the corners of the old half-orc's mouth peeled off, exposing his white jaw and teeth, which were trembling.

The half-orc warrior looked at the strange existence that looked exactly like himself, and he was terrified from the bottom of his heart.Because only he knew that it was his father, and he killed him with his own hands.

How many nightmares of day and night appeared in front of his eyes, and he stood there stiffly for a while.

"Toronto, what's the matter with you?" The half-orc warriors on both sides asked in surprise. They found that Toronto's eyes were chaotic and dull, and a black mist hovered above his head.

the other side.

Grant and the others, who rushed down the slope, breathed a sigh of relief. Just now, Grant and Hailan Qiqi used the intimidation spell, and the superposition of the two spells made the half-orc warrior appear a phantom that frightened him.

"Grant, use the next move. The carriage is about to start from behind." Hailan, who was dressed in white robes, held the staff long in his small arms sternly, and called eagerly.His eyes fixed on a group of orcs in front of him troublesomely. There were orcs, many of whom were experts. This was the first time he had experienced such a dangerous situation.

"En." Grant nodded and waved his hands.

The invisible sky, nothing.But at this moment, there was a sharp sound and the sound of rushing liquid, and the group of half-orcs suddenly found a sticky liquid dripping from their bodies, and the liquid exuded a pungent smell. Some half-orcs Wipe it from the chest, send it to the tip of the nose and smell it carefully.

Suddenly, his complexion changed drastically, like a pig's liver, bruised and purple.

"This is oil, this is oil!" He yelled in fear, his roar was like thunder, piercing the eardrums of the orcs around him over and over again.

Seeing that the greasy potion was poured on them, covering about two-thirds of them, Grant showed a relaxed look in his eyes.The real and fake dust is very rare, he can only use it for the three Lich Vultures, otherwise he can add it to himself and a few companions, which can easily eliminate the other party, but the current timing is considered smooth.

Holding the Elven Sword of the Full Moon with both hands, the corners of Grant's lips twitched slightly. As his spell began to fluctuate around, the elemental particles were arranged in disorder, and there were traces of flames in the air, and a huge golden hand floating in front of my eyes.

"The Burning Hand!"

Grant spat out a few magic words, and the burning hand on his chest flew around the tent with a whimper.

Immediately, the flames all over the sky began to rise suddenly, and the roaring explosion caused the surrounding bushes to shake violently, and the needlepoint-shaped leaves were blown apart and torn apart.

"Ah...ah..."

Heart-piercing sounds suddenly came from the mouths of the half-orcs. Their wailing wailing, the pain from the flames made all the half-orcs go crazy, as if they had encountered the most painful thing, and the intense pain washed over their nerves.

Only ordinary knights who have reached level or above, or formal knights, are not much of a problem. Although they suffer from the negative state of weakness, their strong physique makes them all step out of the flames, and the whole body shakes them away. The orcs didn't care about fighting at all, and all ran to the edge of the icy river valley, pouring ice water on their bodies to let the flames dissipate.

As soon as the two touched, fierce sparks burst out.

"Great, at least everything is going well for the time being, and then it's time for the carriage and the frontal sprint."

"We must get out alive, we must reach the steel barrier!"

Instilling confidence, all the people clenched their crossed swords tightly, while the Corian knight held his sharp blade high and shouted, "Get off the carriage and prepare to cross over."

"Yes."

Some quasi-knights at the back also helped convey, and gradually spread to the protruding mountainside.

On the surface of the flat grass came out a carriage, gradually two and then three, they were coated with a layer of emerald green juice, but there was a silver pattern on the wheels and wheels, interweaving to form a strange rune pattern.

This is the rune array that Hailan personally set up to maintain the balance of the carriage.

"You guys want to win." Emil stood on the carriage, she worriedly and determinedly looked at the rushing group of people, and at the same time stood a silver man with a face similar to Grant's, hissing, his silver eyes overlooking Orcs below.

After some careful planning, the silver golem was tasked with protecting the wagon from approaching orcs.

Within a few breaths, Grant, who was the closest, was already approaching. His jet-black eyes fixed on the half-orc who was burning with flames, and he couldn't help sneering three times.

"Damn it, roar!" The orc who was approaching roared, picked up his spear and stabbed at Grant. In his eyes, this human being in front of him caused their destruction, and even the younger brother who might be a sentinel was also eliminated by them.

"Wow!"

The slender sword in Grant's hand drew a beautiful silver line in the air, as if it was just a flash of lightning, and cut a thin line on the half-orc's neck in an instant.

This is the sword skill that Kadasi has practiced in the past few days. Although it cannot be compared with the top-level Bauhinia Crown Knight sword skill, it is already very powerful.

"Grizzly bear, snake-tailed wolf." The corners of Grant's lips moved slightly, and he pointed to the two sides in front of him with his hand. Suddenly, two groups of pitch-black flames burst open, and angry growls came from inside. The red snake-tailed wolf and the grizzly bear, They rushed towards the surrounding half-orc troops with violent power, but they cleverly avoided driving the powerful half-orc warriors.And surrounded by Grant, they are not close to the central battlefield.

The Lich Vulture was put away.

Grant knew that in order to gain energy, he had to deal with them himself.But his spiritual power and mana reserves are very small, and he can only cast less than ten spells before he fails. Unless he can be promoted to a formal mage, everything is useless. Right now, he can only rely on magic pets and swordsmanship to fight, and occasionally cooperate with spells hunted.

The way of hunting is also very flattering. Grant didn't go deep into the most intense battlefield. He always picked opponents that he could deal with from the outside to attack.

For a while, the rushing white energy, like soft white snow falling into his body, then submerged into the skin and began to slowly moisturize the inside of his body, this kind of energy finally gathered in the core energy pool, slowly cultivated to be promoted to a full-time mage energy of.

Under the protection of an ordinary knight, Mage Highland began to cast offensive spells and binding spells to hinder the opponent. He held the staff in one hand and the frozen scroll that Grant gave him before the plan in the other.

"Is this guy a mage? Why is his fighting style so messy?" Hailan became angry, and he glanced at Grant, who was fighting in an extremely obscene way.He felt that the other party was too incompatible with the status of a mage, but Hailan would never understand that the other party needed experience to increase his level.

Soon, he was implicated by the stalemate battlefield in front of him, and began to fight hard.

Fighting on the sidelines were also Kadasi and Corian knights. They were bathed in blood and experienced in the field of half-orc battles. Surprised by each other, Corian did not expect Grant's entourage to have such strength.

And Kadasi didn't expect that there would be such a knight with rich combat experience in the countryside, and the two immediately cherished each other, and when they looked at each other's faces, they showed a friendly look.

But at this moment, Kadasi's complexion changed, and he hurriedly shouted: "Be careful..."