I don't know if I should despair or not, looking at the death scythe that is so far away from me, the dark red lines on the white bone scythe are so clearly visible. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info I was paralyzed, in front of the death sickle like a chicken waiting to be slaughtered, although I was not afraid of death, but when the miserable white and sharp bone knife was handed to my neck, I actually felt a kind of reluctance, that is a lot of regret.

Sister Guoguo's magic defense shield can block outsiders, but it can't stop the death scythe that can tear through the spatial barrier, it broke in when we were defenseless, I squinted at Sister Guoguo, she had entered a meditative state at this time, she didn't feel anything about the outside world at this time, maybe a little, but she would never have thought that it was a death scythe that broke in.

I tried to open my mouth and make a little sound to warn Sister Guoguo in meditation, but the muscles all over my body were numb, and I couldn't control it at all, and I couldn't even make a sound.

The body of the death scythe is filled with a strange suction, maybe ordinary people can't feel it at all, that is the power that will make all the magic elements disordered, the magic elements in the air converge into silk wool, forming a subtle vortex to gather the magic energy into the body of the death sickle, the whole body of the death sickle is a natural magic array, it will keep absorbing the surrounding magic elements, when these magic elements reach a critical point, he has the ability to use the bone scythe to cut a gap in time and space, and drill into it, to complete a space span。

But just as the scythe was about to touch my cheek, the lightning that was trying to find its way out of my body seemed to be drawn to some kind of force. It came straight out of my forehead, flashing a magnificent arc of electricity in the air.

"Zizi!"

The arc of electricity quickly drew from my body to the death scythe. I didn't feel any discomfort except for the burning pain in the center of my forehead. But the death scythe that appeared out of thin air turned out to be like an electric shock, trembling and falling from mid-air onto the wolfskin mattress in the tent, flashing with dazzling electric arcs, and a cloud of green smoke came out of the death sickle.

The arc of electricity left my body, and I didn't dare to hesitate to recover from the paralysis, crouching beside the Death Scythe, and this time I reached out with some hesitation and pointed at the Twitching Death Scythe. At this time, the power of the water element in my fingertips had quickly dissipated, and when my hand approached the death scythe, I felt it lie on the ground and tremble even more violently, it seemed to be afraid of me!

I think it's because of the power of thunder and lightning that I unintentionally released that I'm afraid of approaching it. And where do I dare to give it any respite, from the line of life and death to the chance of life, I continue to induce iceberg-like ice cubes in the spiritual sea, and induce the power of lightning hidden in it.

This time, the power of lightning in my body was extremely short-lived, even for my paralysis. Coming from the sea of spirit in my head, the arc of lightning passed through my arm, pulsing and throbbing, drawn to the death scythe. I could clearly see that the soul fire in the eye sockets of its skull had weakened a little.

I didn't expect that the ghosts of these undead clan were actually most afraid of thunder and lightning magic. It was wrapped in arcs of lightning, and I pulled the wolf's tooth dagger out of my arms. While it was paralyzed and unable to move, it held the wooden handle tightly. Pierce the scythe of death into the eye socket with the sharpest tooth blade, and scatter the soul fire in all directions.

Each soul flame is the source of life for undead creatures. If the soul fire dissipates, then the undead creature is considered to be completely destroyed, otherwise even if their bodies are crushed, as long as their flexible fire is not extinguished, the heaviest can live in the corpse and be resurrected.

A gray walnut-sized magic core rolled out of the skull of the death sickle, which was also an unexpected joy, I picked this thing up from the ground and carried it in my arms, only to find that there was still a strong water element magic power in my body, and the water system stone drum totem in front of Sister Guoguo had not been activated. When the water elemental mana flowing from my fingertips poured into the blue crystal stone drum totem, countless water elements in the air around the stone drum totem condensed together, falling from the sky like small meteors.

A rain of mana slowly fell around me and Sister Guoguo, my body was like a dry riverbed washed by the flood of the rainy season, those rich mana instantly filled my body, I saw Sister Guoguo's breathing also became short, like a traveler who had been thirsty in the desert for three days, and suddenly fell into the turbulent river, she opened her eyes suddenly, and looked at the crystal stone drum in front of her in surprise.

Sister Guoguo slowly woke up from her meditative state, raised her eyes in surprise and looked at me and asked, "This is yours?"

I quickly nodded and explained, "This is the stone drum of the orc shaman!"

"When I was in the first year of the magic academy, I saw it in the magic encyclopedia, I remember that at that time, my tutor asked us to memorize the function of each magic artifact, at that time, looking at the thirty-six magic encyclopedias in front of me, there was an average of one foot thick, and we, the newly enrolled magician apprentices, even had the heart to die. At that time, I was thinking that if we memorized all these thirty or so magic books, maybe we were all too old to die!" Sister Guoguo stretched out her hand and gently stroked the stone drum totem in front of her, and said to me with a smile: "This is the totem used by the junior orc shaman witch doctors at the beginning, because at this time they have just formed a magic core in their brains, and their magic and spiritual power are still very weak. But then again, shamanic witch doctors still rely on hand-to-hand combat in the early days, and their magic can only assist them in combat!"

"How do you have this thing? Oh, remember, you told me that it was a gift from the orc elders of the Grudinin Elders to you and Qige, right! However, how do I feel that the magic effect on this stone drum is turned on, and the magic in my magic pool recovers so quickly, when I meditated before, I didn't have such a fast recovery speed! It can double the speed at which I recover my mana, if you wait for me for a while, I should be fine soon!" He said his words like pouring beans, and was not prepared to ask me why I used the stone drum totem. In her opinion, my teacher was old Kuru. If I can learn the first spell, I should learn the second and third. It shouldn't be too difficult for me to be able to use the stone drum totem of the beast clan, but the time I found was too good at this time.

She had lifted her meditative state because she felt a big change in the tent and was worried that I was freed from the meditative state, and saw that I actually took out a stone drum totem to help her recover her mana, and activated it in the way of an orc shaman. To help her recover her mana quickly, she naturally refused to miss the opportunity, and hurriedly wanted to enter meditation again.

Her gaze casually fell on the gray-white skeleton of the death scythe in the corner of the tent, and for a moment her glasses were sharp, and at the same moment, a ball of water gathered in her palm, staring nervously at the death scythe that was already dead.

I hurriedly said, "Sister, don't be afraid, it's dead!"

I didn't hide it in the slightest. Tell Guoguo about the process of killing the Death Scythe, a series of incredible things smashed Sister Guoguo's head dizzy, she stroked the freshly healed wound on my forehead, the pale red scar has not completely disappeared. And the lightning-scorched part of my arm is still healing.

I even took out the demon core in my arms like offering a treasure and showed it to Sister Guoguo. She was convinced.

"According to you, it was you in the last battle. On the contrary, it was a blessing in disguise, and a large amount of thunder and lightning power was sealed in his body? Do you mean that you can release lightning instantly?" asked Sister Guoguo, holding her forehead with one hand.

I thought about it. Then he said to her, "On the other hand, it's like this. ”

"Jia, I really want to know, what did you and Kuzi do in the Northern Foothills Wasteland, we haven't seen each other for more than two months, okay!" Sister Guoguo exhaled deeply, then pointed outside and said: " Then you have a tribe, and you ride a huge Yagui beast, carrying an endless magic scroll in the wilderness, and when you encounter something difficult to solve, you will smash it with a magic scroll, and each scroll is worth almost a gold coin. ”

I retorted to her in a whisper, but even I couldn't conquer this reason: "Sister, this is war." ”

I had to throw out the family card and said: "Fortunately, every time Azi and I are lucky to survive, isn't it very good!"

"I knew you had so many ghost ideas, we should have gone back to Sloit Province directly, you can come up with a ghost idea, and you don't need my sister and I to follow the adventure group to eat and sleep in the wasteland, this time when we go back, let's go to the Orianna Magic Shop to buy the best prosthetic leg for Susu, so that she can run freely like other children!" Sister Guoguo sighed a little, looked at the stone drum totem in front of her, and said: " The orcs care about this thing very much, and generally never spread it to the outside world, it is said that even in the Imperial Royal Academy of Magic, there are only a few collectibles for such a thing!"

"Valuable?" I asked curiously.

When Sister Guoguo saw me in the eyes of money, she gave me a white look and said, "You like the gold coins of yellow, orange and orange so much? This is not the character of a magician nobleman! Although I don't know the value of the stone drum totem, according to my teacher, this thing is very valuable for research, and it is very helpful for understanding and studying the inheritance of the shamanic lineage!"

"So it's worth a lot?"

For a long time, in the past life, the measurement of things has always been quantified by money, this habit is very bad, in this world, a nobleman with status is not allowed to smell of copper, and magicians do not like yellow, orange and orange gold coins, and the magician's world circulates magic crystals.

Of course, when I was so poor, Sister Guoguo had already ignored me at all and entered a meditative state, she saw that I had enough self-preservation ability, even if I put down my hanging heart, I was a little worried about Kuzi outside the tent, but I immediately felt that this worry was very unnecessary, because there were strong bach and Viru outside, Azi should be fine.

Sister Guoguo's magic barrier was like a copper bowl, trapping me inside the tent, and I couldn't get out if I wanted to.

I was too bored to wait for Sister Guoguo, so I could only pour out the copper peas in the leather bag and wipe them carefully. Through the cracks in the tent's leather curtains, I could see that the orc warriors had begun to stand in rows on the earthen wall, and a group of orc overseers from the quarry were still directing the gray dwarf slaves who had been shackled off, and they kept rushing and running down the earthen wall, but unfortunately it was too far away to see clearly.

I was helplessly lying at the mouth of the tent, trying to see the battle outside, I could clearly feel the ground trembling, it seemed that the swamp zombies had begun to launch a general attack, and looked back at Sister Guoguo, she was still like a beautiful sculpture, sitting there without moving.

...... Beautiful Dividing Line......

When Sister Guoguo took me out of the tent, in an instant, she blessed me with an ice shield. Her worries were justified, and the whole camp was like a pot of boiling water, a mess full of busy orcs. A row of orc female warriors stood majestically on the earthen wall, holding short spears in their hands and staring at the tide of corpses on the other side, without the slightest fear.

More than two hundred orc warriors are scattered on the earthen wall, it really doesn't show a numerical advantage, at least nearly a thousand swamp zombies have gathered outside the camp, and those dim places don't know how many swamp corpse kings have gathered, but it seems that these corpse kings dare not show their heads, they should be afraid of being shot by Viru's dark arrows. These swamp corpse kings already have rudimentary wisdom and have learned certain strategies, this kind of corpse sea tactics is very restrained orcs, most of the warriors in the orc tribe are advocating death fighting, and for these corpse tides, the death battle is destined to be swallowed by the corpse sea.

The orc overseers of the quarry have been accustomed to their fighting style in the battle with the swamp zombies, so they will dig such a deep trench before the battle, those ordinary swamp zombies rush up like dumplings in pieces, and fall into the wide trench, the iron drill at the bottom of those ditches can not pierce the zombie's solid thick skin, but it will make the zombies fall into the bottom of the trench, too many zombies will fall into a ball, and the iron drills inside will restrict their activities, these swamp zombies are infinitely powerful, whenever they struggle violently, they will accidentally poke the iron drill into the body of other swamp zombies。

The trench has not been filled by swamp zombies for the time being, that is because the zombies that keep falling into the ditch will be pulled out of the bottom of the ditch by several gray dwarf slaves working together with an iron hook several meters long, and the orc warriors waiting on the earthen wall mercilessly pierced the heads of the struggling swamp zombies with the magic antelope horn short spear, those swamp zombies who were originally very weak in soul fire will soon die completely, and the gray dwarf slaves behind will drag the swamp zombies on the earthen wall to the camp as soon as possible and pile them into a huge corpse pile.

The gray dwarves cleaned these swamp zombies out of the trench, and the swamp zombies in the back continued to pour into the trench, originally this was a trick that the orc overseers in the quarry came up with to resist the swamp zombies, but I didn't expect it to be used in our camp, it would have such a good effect, for two reasons, one is that each of the orc warriors of our tribe has a short spear that can easily pierce the hard skin of the swamp zombies. The second is that the gray dwarf slaves who are responsible for the dirty work are finally fed, and the trenches dug are wide enough to pull the swamp zombies fast enough that the trenches around the camp seem to never be filled.

Those swamp corpse kings had been lurking in the dark and did not dare to show their heads, but with a few low roars in the darkness, finally the scattered swamp zombies stopped one after another, and they gathered together as much as possible, slowly rushing towards the camp, and it could be seen that this time, they were ready to fill in the trench.

The tall figure mixed in with the corpses finally reappeared, and dozens of swamp corpse kings followed at the back of the corpse group, slowly revealing their figures. (To be continued.) )