We took advantage of the moonlight to slide down the hemp rope from the cliff wall of the ancient castle, fortunately I usually have enough preparation, the rope made of linen is just long enough, the cliff wall of the ancient castle is not guarded at all, the bandits do not think that anyone can climb the ancient castle from here at night, the cliff and the ground are close to a right angle of 90 degrees, the rocks on the mountain wall are also very badly weathered, many rocks are loose, and they will fall off if they climb hard, this is a forbidden area for climbing. www.biquge.info But the bandits never imagined that someone would choose this place as the best place to escape from the castle. As long as the rope is long enough, we can slide along the rope all the way down the hill.

Taking a break at the foot of the mountain, Morayar always looked at me secretly with a complicated expression at this time, I thought that she might have made a promise before, but I didn't take it to heart, I just felt that the sweet kiss at that time was enough for me to let go tonight. Speaking of which, I was more reluctant to see this girl a few years older than me, at this time with a submissive expression, compared to her more admired her free and easy demeanor in the attic.

I avoided her eyes as much as I could, and I thought that maybe at this time, I should try to avoid contact with her, maybe I should part with them before dawn, and I should return to El City as soon as possible. Maybe Fanny is sitting at the dining table in the living room and has insomnia, she always likes to sit there quietly with a small glass of cider and watch the night outside the window, and she doesn't light the lamp, I know how much she cares about me. I shook my head violently, shaking the clutter of thoughts out of my head.

The skin on my body was itchy and numb, like countless ants devouring my flesh in the flesh layer under the skin, and "self-healing" was not very good at all. Although my injuries healed quickly, the pain I endured was not less than that.

The three of us were behind a sheltered rock. Take a short break. Tie down from the cliff wall more than 100 meters high, for the elderly. And for Moraes, who had been tortured before, his physical strength was probably at its limit, and he needed to rest for a while. I reached into my magic fanny pack and pulled out a glass bottle full of honey water, and a packet of raisins and beef jerky, all of which were food for a quick recovery, and I wasn't sure if they had dinner in the dungeon......

This magic fanny pack was left by Sister Guoguo, and I was reluctant to give it back to her sisters, so I kept one by my side.

Later, I found out that many of the rich people in El have such magical fanny packs. Although it was expensive, it was not uncommon on our street, so I gradually dared to reveal this magic backpack in front of outsiders.

Moras didn't refuse at all, he naturally took the food, and after opening the paper package, he saw the full raisins inside, slightly spread his gray eyebrows, and said with emotion: "Only the white grapes produced in the city of El can be so full." The White Elephant River has created thousands of acres of fertile land in the northern plains, son, are you from El City?"

"Yes!" I just agreed, not ready to answer. I didn't want to make up a story for these two, but I chose to go with them separately after it got a little light. I don't want to say it. Moras was not reluctant, just grabbed a handful of raisins and put them in his mouth one by one to chew. Then he handed the rest of the food and honey water to Morayar on the side.

Moras was a well-informed mage-scholar, and he knew all too well how fierce the corpse oil was. Even when he passed through the wall of fire again, his body was covered in frost, but the few exposed elbows, knees, buttocks, etc., still could not avoid being slightly burned by the scorching wall of fire. He could deeply feel the pain of these burns.

Seeing that he always cast concerned eyes again and again, I simply rolled up my sleeves, revealing the skin that had just grown new flesh inside, and grinned: "Look, you don't have to worry about me at all, you know, the reason why the Blood Wolf Clan can become an undead wolf clan by other races is because their bloodline talent 'self-healing' is very strong, and I happen to inherit this talent, for me, these injuries are not as serious as you see." ”

Morath had only one magic robe on his body, and he didn't know what kind of material this magic robe was made of, and it didn't burn to ashes when he passed through the wall of fire. He's a little thin, and I've seen some magicians in the Grimm Empire, most of them are in a similar situation to Morath, they're on the thin side, and they're probably very lacking in exercise.

He gently stroked the hot blisters on his hands and said to me, "I know how much pain you will suffer, I used to travel to the orc tribe when I was younger, and I also spent some time in Gurudin, and a friend of mine from the blood wolf tribe once told me that the blood wolf orcs have extremely strong recovery powers, but they will not suffer the slightest less pain. It seems that your endurance is far greater than that of ordinary people, and your young appearance will always easily confuse others, and you are a strong young man. ”

I tried again to dig some burn medicine out of my fanny pack, but it didn't, I didn't have any of it.

"Hehe, the warriors of the Blood Wolf Clan never carry wound medicine on them!" Morath said to me, seeing through my thoughts. He'd decided that I was a new human with orc blood, just as Kig automatically saw me when he saw me, and we wouldn't be friends otherwise.

Morath said directly to me: "You don't have to worry about my injuries, as long as I can get out of the area of the 'Sealed Wood Magic Array' and I recover some mana, I will be able to heal these injuries!"

I withdrew my hand a little embarrassed, we were afraid that the bandits in the castle would find out that we had escaped and would chase us out in the night, so we didn't dare to stay here for too long. Although the bandits were a mob that dared to rebel against the power of the aristocracy in the province of Sloit, their combat effectiveness was very limited, but as the saying goes, ants bite elephants to death, and we dare not risk our lives.

It is very dangerous to travel through the Cursed Land at night, and this cursed mountain is full of deadly traps. One of them is the carrion, a crimson corolla plant with barbs that are invisible. These barbs have very strong paralyzing toxins on them, whenever humans and animals pass by the carrion. If your skin accidentally gets on the carrion grass, you won't be able to take five steps before you will be numbed by this strong toxin. Their sustenance comes from these rotting corpses.

The other is in the spooky woods. Vampire dryads are everywhere, and once they are entangled in their vines, it is difficult for ordinary people to break free. But for Morath, what kind of plants grow there in the Cursed Lands is very familiar. Moraes always points out the dangers ahead of time and finds a very safer trail.

The closer we got to dawn, the heavier the fog in the mountains, and the whole trouser leg felt like it had been soaked in water. Tightly clamped to the legs, people can't take a step.

Morath was ahead of the curve, and it was said that he had been studying these mutated plants in the Cursed Lands for decades, and was very familiar with the landscapes of the Cursed Lands. Only in recent years, when I have been transferred back to the Imperial Capital Magic Guild, the number of times I have come has become less and less, and I didn't expect that the ancient castle built by the Magicians Guild in order to establish an observatory would become a den of thieves. And the young bandit leader is the blonde magician Spender, who should be considered a disciple of Morath. It's just that in the Royal Academy of Magic in the Imperial Capital, he was wanted by the Academy of Magic and the Magic Guild for sneaking into the library and stealing the forbidden spell-level magic skill book. Later, I don't know how to escape from the imperial capital, Moraes never imagined that one day he would meet Spencer, let alone this young and somewhat talented magician. I secretly learned some knowledge of the magic array, and I was able to successfully lay down the "Sealed Wood Magic Array". Let Moraas and Morayar completely lose their magic power in the ancient castle.

It is only now that we can understand what has happened recently. It is not difficult to understand that Spender was able to successfully escape from the mages in the law enforcement regiment in the imperial capital. With the help of a magician like Madame Calle, who is proficient in space magic, it is strange that there is no escape.

But in retrospect, this magician, who had already crossed the threshold of the tenth level with half a foot, died a very humiliating death. This kind of academic magicians who came out of the academy, in fact, the theoretical knowledge of magic and the magic skills mastered are good, there is nothing to say, these magicians know their own advantages, but these academic magicians also have their own shortcomings, that is, the actual combat experience is pitiful, and the simulation battle in the academy is simply a gorgeous performance. Spencer didn't even know that there was someone behind him, and I was easily attacked from behind.

Every time I passed through the Cursed Lands in the past few years, I would come in and look for the burnt fruit trees, and pick a few burnt fruits, which were so hand-burning that I wondered how I had eaten them in the first place. Recently, I've been wanting to taste the taste of the burnt fruit again, but I don't know if it will purify my soul after eating it, and I've been thinking about death for a long time.

Morayar was in the middle, the dew had wet her skirt and looked very embarrassed when wrapped around her slender thighs, and her long black hair had become wet, and she was struggling to walk behind Moras at this time. Her figure was very well-proportioned, and the leather shoes under her feet were very unsuitable for walking on mountain roads, but she walked most of them without saying a word.

"We must get out of the Cursed Land as soon as possible, I always feel that something will happen to Sloit City, Madame Calle must have hatched a big conspiracy, Old Wall has been a little negligent in recent years, I hope I can catch up this time!" He also wanted to make sure that Sha Ellie had arrived at Sloitt City safe and sound.

I secretly tugged at Morayal's arm, she turned her head and stopped to look at me curiously, I took off the leather boots on my feet and handed them to her, but she smiled at me, and did not take them, but said in a willful whisper: "The ground is full of gravel, how can you do without boots, I can keep up." ”

I had to put the boots back on my feet, Moraya's staggering and heavy, I don't know if her physical strength was overdrawn, Mauras who seemed to have been walking in front, chattering about all the strange plants of the Cursed Lands along the way, in good spirits, but not showing fatigue. It's just that he only wears an empty wide black magic robe, which looks a little embarrassing.

I followed, and before I knew it, I had come to the point where the sky was getting brighter, and I had stepped out of the confines of the Cursed Land, and the mountains and forests were no longer monotonous gray, no longer full of dead silence and despair, and I no longer needed to be on the lookout for those unknown plants, and I was very fortunate that the route we chose really did not encounter a vampire dryad. And the bandits showed no signs of chasing after them, which made me breathe a sigh of relief.

Ahead is a green chestnut forest, the faint mist is like a wisp of green smoke, the morning sun does not shine in at all, some of the low bushes are overgrown with small red fruits, these wild berries are very sour to taste, and very difficult to pick, but the berry wine made from them has a very unique taste.

As she walked down the hill, Morayar stumbled in embarrassment, and at this time she was already limping when she walked, and her face was a little pale, and it was difficult for Moras to keep up with her footsteps, but she still followed without saying a word. When we chose to rest again, Moraes noticed that the ankle of Morayal's left foot was swollen high, and it looked like he had just twisted his foot while wrestling.

"Why don't you say it, it's hurt like this!" Moraise said with some distress, he blamed himself a little, maybe he was too worried about the comfort of his old friend, and wanted to rush to Sloit City in a hurry, but he didn't care about his daughter.

It's strange that a magician with the magic skills of the wood system of the natural discipline actually injured his foot like this. Moras put her foot on his knees, holding up a green elemental ball in his hand, the whole air mass exuded a rich breath of life, slowly penetrating into the swollen surface of Moraya's feet, and then tightly wrapped Moraya's ankles with a bandage, bandaged them, and said to her: "It will take at least half a day to completely heal the swelling." ”

It was a feeling of being watched in the dark, and I always felt that someone was staring at me behind me, and when I looked back, there was nothing behind me. The sensation made my pores tremble, it was a gut foreknowledge of some kind of danger, I stood up, put my hand to my lips and made a silent motion, and then quietly walked towards the bushes not far away.

I hid behind the bushes, gently pushed the bushes aside and looked out, and found that we were on a high hill, and looking down the slope, there was a large low-lying basin in front of me, huge logs piled together to form a bonfire, six strong men more than three meters tall only wrapped a beast skin around their waists, and sat in front of the bonfire roasting a boar. The boar was skewered on a spear and roasted on the campfire.

Those strong men were all bare on their heads, and some of them were even very strange with a small braid, their faces were engraved with runes of various patterns, and the muscles of their fine upper bodies were grave up, tightly strangled by strong belts, as if those muscles would explode because of the great force if they were not restrained.

I took a breath and looked in amazement at the scene in front of me, these giants I had never seen before, but I knew they were barbarians who had come to the ice and tundra. Unexpectedly, we were in the woods and ran into a team of barbarians.

Just as I was about to quietly retreat and tell the news to Moraes and Morayar, I turned around and was shocked to find a barbarian with a huge bronze mirror on his heart, crouching behind me, looking at me curiously. There were two huge axes stuck in the ground on the left and right, and when I saw him when I looked back, he actually grinned at me, and saliva flowed down the corners of his cracked mouth.

When he got behind me, I didn't even notice it.

I was stunned when the young-looking savage had happily pulled a hemp rope from his waist, and another huge hand the size of a bear's paw was grabbing my body, apparently trying to take me back to the wasteland as a slave. (To be continued.) )