Yushuro and Artur were shocked by Havalor's changes, but in a matter of months, Izzy had built a massive stone wall, and they couldn't understand how Izzy had managed to do it.

Tutor Artur placed his palm on the hard red stone wall, and with a look of amazement, he sensed the crux of the problem and asked Izzy:

"Stones, there aren't so many stones in Nagrand, where did you get these red rocks from?"

Izzy smiled, the answer is very simple, there are no stones to make your own, it is not difficult to burn bricks, Nagrand has not many rocks, but the clay is almost inexhaustible, Izzy taught the orcs to burn bricks, build a city wall, and build a wooden platform on the inside, the orcs are impregnable according to the city.

To be honest, Izzy is not very satisfied with such a wall, if he can lay a foundation, use reinforced concrete, and build a high city, even if it is Golon, Izzy has the confidence to block it.

Unfortunately, the limestone that Izzy found was not enough to make too much cement, so Izzy could only burn a large amount of plant ash, which was cooked in water and mixed with fine sand as a binder.

Walking with a few people in Havalo, the former tent has become a sturdy stone house, and the muddy road is paved with burnt abandoned bricks, although Izzy still looks like a primitive home, but this place is still much better than in the past.

Mentor Artur has mixed feelings, and the homeland where the Fireblade Clan has lived for generations is prospering in the hands of a group of outsiders.

And Izzy has been observing the expressions of the elders, and he knows in his heart that for the older generation, Havalo means a lot, and they must be a little uncomfortable in their hearts, but the situation of the Broken Hand Clan at that time does not allow him to choose, and he can only try his best to make up for this mistake.

"Mentor, Havalo is still home to the Fireblade Clan, and I assure you that the Shattered Hand Clan is only borrowing, and this place will be returned to the Fireblade Clan in the future. ”

Shaman Artur heard Izzy's words and smiled, "Son, I don't mean to blame you, you made the right choice, and the future of the Fireblade Clan will be decided by its leader, don't you say?"

Izzy understood what his mentor meant, and in three years he was 16 years old, when he would return to the Fireblade Clan to challenge Dahl Triple Bloodblade, and the Fireblade Clan would be in charge of him.

With Izzy's status in the Shattered Hand Clan, if he wants to become the chief of the Fireblade Clan, he will naturally try his best to bring the two clans together, and Havalo's problem will be solved.

Izzy sighed, he was really a little impatient with this matter, with his current status as the chief shaman of the Broken Hand Clan, if he really went to launch a glorious duel in Margora, Dahl couldn't refuse, but winning as an outsider, even if he won, it would be meaningless.

Several of them had already made their way to Izzy's tent, where he had only stayed because of nostalgia, and the tent was almost the same as Izzy's home in the Fireblade Clan.

"It's the same as our family. Yushuro patted Izzy on the shoulder and said with a smile.

In the tent, Izzy talked about his experience in the past few months, after launching a revolution in the Hammer Castle, defending his homeland, and removing those wounds, he was like the protagonist of God in his story, Mogolin shook his head as he listened, wishing that he could be with Izzy to kill the enemy at that time.

Yushuro and Mentor Artur listened to Izzy's story with a smile on their faces, how can there be such a god in this world, if you start a fight, you will be injured, even if you are lucky, you will not be able to do this every time after a battle.

Happily bragging about the cow, a "goo" interrupted his plan to continue bragging, and the ten-year-old little orc clutched his stomach and actually looked a little embarrassed.

Izzy's tears of laughter were about to flow.

"It's unbelievable that you're a stupid boy to be embarrassed. ”

Patting little Mogolin on the head, Izzy began to prepare dinner.

Boiled beef slices, roasted rabbit guinea pigs, steamed giant prawns from the Nagrand Stream, beef bone soup with split hooves, cold cucumbers from other worlds, and a fragrant otherworldly lunch is completed with a pot of potatoes and fragrant naan.

Hmm! Izzy slapped Mogolin on the head.

"You are not allowed to make this sound when eating, it is the same as a pig's bark!"

Little Mogolin didn't listen at all, holding a whole roast rabbit guinea pig, and ate happily.

"A mouthful of naan, a mouthful of meat, a little bit of shrimp in sauce, and a sip of hot bone broth. ”

Little Mogolin felt like he was in bliss, and a great sense of satisfaction filled his body and mind.

"Ahh

After eating and drinking, looking at the family's extremely satisfied expression, Izzy felt that he was redeemed, and those strange dark emotions in his heart were dispelled by this happy family feast, and a black energy was expelled from Izzy's body.

He finally knew what had happened to him, it was the Void, the Void that Izzy thought had been completely dispelled by the Holy Light, taking advantage of the flaws in his heart and eroding him.

After waking up from the dream, Izzy still felt a little uneasy, and if it weren't for his own family to see him, he didn't know what the seeds of darkness would have sown in the end.

"Looks like I need to get my body checked. ”

Thinking like this, Izzy knew that this symptom of his body began after escaping from the grassland maze, and I wonder if since then, it was easier for him to absorb the void energy floating in this world, and this energy affected Izzy's judgment, hidden in his body, trying to change him.

Those whispers, on the one hand, were thoughts that really existed in his own subconscious, and on the other hand, they were the result of the inducement of void energy.

"Kid, are you alright?" said Shaman Artur, sensing the change in Izzy, he was a little worried.

Izzy smiled, "Mentor, I'm fine, on the contrary, I think I've found my own problem." ”

"I'm glad you think so, kid. ”

Izzy suddenly remembered something and asked Mentor Artur, "Mentor, you should now seek the revelation of the Ancestral Spirit on the Holy Mountain of Voshugu, why are you able to come to the Broken Hand Clan?"

Artur Shaman smiled: "Child, I am here to be the revelation of the ancestors. ”

It's clear to Izzy that the ancestors asked him to come.

Mentor Artur led Izzy out of the tent and into an ancestral cemetery.

"You're back, little Artur, have you finally reached this moment?"

One of the largest stone tablets suddenly made a sound, and the voice that Izzy remembered was the Elemental Lord, Tedaron, whom Mentor Artur had summoned years earlier.

"I'm sorry, honorable Tedaron, I'm not here to be with my ancestors. ”

Tedaron heard it, but his reaction seemed to be half a beat slow.

"That's good, mortals will eventually die, and life will be precious. ”

"You're right, honorable Elemental Lord. ”

"Then why did you come this time?"

"I follow the will of my ancestors, and I just want to take this child to see you. ”

"Kid?" said Tedaron's voice confused.

"Yes. With that, Artur motioned for Izzy to come over.

"Hmm, little one, your form confuses me. Suddenly an eye grew out of the tablet.

Izzy recounted to him his birth.

"I see, you are what Ugoda said, the son of unpredictable fate.

Izzy became more and more in awe of the elemental wrath, I don't know if it was closely connected to the world, they could see a trace of fate, and the title of "Son of What", in Izzy's memory, represented suffering.

Tedalong suddenly said: "Little Artur, I understand. ”

Izzy was still wondering what he understood, and a finger made of sand and stone rose from the ground and tapped lightly on Izzy's brow.

Izzy felt the knowledge of countless earth elements pouring into his mind, it was not a spell, it was more like the essence of the earth element.

What is the earth?

The earth has a spirit and carries life, it is the foundation of many lives, and it is also the cornerstone of the world.

After a few moments, Izzy gradually woke up and expressed his gratitude to the elemental lord Tedalon, who had passed on the wisdom of the Earth Elemental Spirit to Izzy.

"May this knowledge help you, son of variables, and may you be strong-willed and steadfast. ”

Teda fell into a deep slumber, and Izzy and Artur left the ancestral resting place.

Walking on the road, the old shaman put his hand on Izzy's shoulder, and Izzy looked up, and the old shaman whispered:

"I have completed the task assigned to me by my ancestors, I am very relieved to see that you are doing well, you are a smart child, and my last teaching to you is respect!"

"All the colors, the spirits of the living, remember this saying, and when you respect the world, the world will help you. ”

Izzy nodded, a little ununderstanding, but the only thing he knew was that the elements that the old shaman was referring to were not only the elemental spirits, but also the world itself.

The two returned to their tents, and Izzy arranged for them to stay in his own place for the night, and tomorrow they would return to the sacred mountain of Voshugu to join the ranks of the Fireblade Clan.

The old shaman said earnestly: "Child, after you left, the clan fell into strife, the sword saint group led by your father, as well as the hunting team, against Dahl's fireblade guards and clan guards, I tried my best to maintain balance, fortunately there are no major disputes yet, but I don't dare to guarantee when the conflict will break out, and I don't have any good solutions." ”

Yu Shuluo looked at the old shaman with some reproach and comforted his child: "Son, don't worry, your father and I have a good life in the clan, I don't want to stir up strife, but Dahl's dog bastard doesn't want me to obey him at will."

Izzy pinched his chin, and immediately thought of Yushuro's handle, and he asked his father:

"Father, how did you arrange this time to participate in the Kshhag Festival, Mother. ”

"Don't worry, your mother is doing well in the clan, and I entrust the companions of the other warriors to take care of it for me. ”

Izzy's face turned pale, and he prayed that his conjecture was wrong, or that the tragedy hadn't happened yet.