The real autumn has come, Izzy is very calm now, he feels that the thief is so comfortable, exercise every day, learn blacksmithing, and learn some shamanic knowledge, or run to the wild to experience nature, by the way, secretly practice his lottery spells,

For some reason, he felt that his life was more meaningful now than it was on Earth, even though there was no electricity, no Wi-Fi, and no mobile phones.

Since the death of that magoron with a rolling stone, it has been almost a full month and a half of such days, and if there is anything that has changed in the middle, that is, Izzy has finally begun to forge weapons by himself, using his own elemental hanging, he has made a two-handed sword, of course, it is a two-handed sword relative to his current size, and after a few years, thinking about Yushuluo's height of 2.3 meters, it is estimated that it must be regarded as a short sword.

Izzy made it in the style of the broadsword, just because the broadsword used more blackstone ore and swung it heavier, which would improve his arm strength better, and he was now excited to think that he would use a weapon like the dragon slayer sword in the future, wielding it invincible on the battlefield, and he wanted to train him for an extra 25 hours a day.

His original short sword had been given to a new younger brother in the clan, named Mogolin, who followed his ass with a runny nose every day, and since he was in the limelight on that day, he turned his head and looked, yes! Now he was there, and Izzy felt very speechless.

Izzy will follow wherever he goes, and Izzy will learn what to do, and then Izzy, who can't stand it anymore, asks him what he wants to do, this 7-year-old kid doesn't know how to talk much.

He said, "I want to be as good as you." ”

So Izzy has such an extra follower, the name Mogolin, Izzy doesn't have any impression, which means that I'm afraid it's not an important role in the game's plot, but since he follows himself, then he has to be responsible for bringing a little bit of it.

So Izzy also developed a workout plan for this kid.

"You do 100 push-ups for me now, just lie on the ground and stand up again, the movement I taught you, one group, um? do 20, each set is done and rest for a while, let's start now!"

After Izzy finished speaking, the stupid boy lay on the ground and began, what a fool, Izzy took the opportunity to shake off his tail and go to Randreso's tent, and Rantreso had the warriors get Margolon's body back as much as they could some time ago, including the tattered Ancestral Thorn in Margolon's lair.

Rantreso had recently become obsessed with the study of rune enchantment, and it is said that when he returned that day, he found that his sword had undergone some kind of change due to the blood of Margolon, and he became obsessed with studying Margolon's corpse.

Rune enchantment?This reminds Izzy of those beautiful orange runes on Lanteriso's sword in the game, could it be that those handsome runes are still enchanted with some function, not just for handsomeness?

Either way, it's a good thing, Rantreso has completely come out of the shadow of revenge, now as long as he can guard against that somewhat stupid chieftain, Izzy is now genuinely glad that his friend has been able to shake off the shadow of the past.

But these are not the main purpose of Izzy's here, he came because his right hand has discovered a new ability, he can absorb the tiny amount of energy in Margolon's corpse, very slowly, and very little, he doesn't know what kind of energy it is, what it does, but according to the plot he originally knew.

Margolon was born through the corpse of the Djinn, and the Djinn was born through the corpse of Gorond, and finally Gorond was created by the Titan Agrama, so is this energy related to the Titan?

Being associated with the Titans equals awesome!

In his palm, he pinched a stone that had fallen off Margolon's body, which had fallen from the mark on Margolon's shoulder, which was the one that was very similar to his own shoulder.

Take a breath, feel refreshed, sunbath, very energetic, it's just a bargain!

The main purpose of Izzy is to get a stone to absorb it, the last one has been sucked and there is no reaction, and now it has become his necklace, the prey that the orcs hunted for the first time is of great significance, they will make the bones of the prey into a necklace and carry it, and Izzy's necklace is the tip of two Margolon stone teeth, Izzy feels domineering and leaks out, and it is a pull everywhere he goes.

The stone is in hand, Izzy turned around and prepared to go back to practice swordsmanship, he has not learned swordsmanship, so he can only practice by himself, however, he still has some ideas in his heart, simple fast and accurate ruthless, he feels that as long as he can do the extreme, a stab and a split, it is not difficult to retreat from the enemy to win.

Of course, everyone knows that it is easy to say and difficult to do, it is still very difficult to teach without a teacher, the orc clan actually has its own training method, when the orc children are about 12 years old, they will participate in training together, training slashing and some basic movements, they think that the real training is to experience it themselves in battle, so the knowledge of training is not very systematic.

Thinking of this, Izzy is actually quite curious, like those veteran warriors in the Warcraft game, how superb their killing skills are, I am afraid that they can cut flowers even if they cut people, Izzy can't help but start to recall the powerful characters in those games.

Brooks Higa Sarufar, Walok Sarufar, Itrieg, Sir Lothar, Lion of Azeroth, and many more. These people are all terrifying characters who have been on the battlefield for a long time and have lived to old age on the battlefield, and it is incredible to think about it.

In the future, if there is a chance, I must get to know and learn, Izzy made up his mind in his heart.

Now he continues to train, swinging his sword first, huh? Izzy measured his physique, 5,000 strokes, a set of 500 strokes should not be too much, right? Yes, that's right! The orc's physique is so willful!

Facing a large tree wrapped in leather and straw mats, wielding a metal club vigorously, Izzy was reluctant to train with his precious sword. Although the Blackstone broadsword is indeed outrageously hard, if the sword breaks one day during the battle due to his usual training, then he really deserves to be hacked to death.

"499, 500!" 10 sets of 5000 sword swinging training, finally completed, Izzy felt that his hands were numb from the shock, and he felt that he had made too much of it, reducing some of the quantity? After thinking about it, he rejected the idea again, he couldn't care so much, let's confirm it first.

Izzy meditated cross-legged and entered the elemental horizon, observing his hands through the perspective of the elementals, listening to the elementals, and then he heard!

It's a feeling of contempt, and to sum it up, "You weak chicken, you're scared after just a few hits?"

Izzy suddenly felt as if he was being despised by this world, and it felt amazing and grassy!

Shaking his head and exiting the elemental horizon, Izzy cursed back to his tent and looked out towards the backyard.

"Eh, why is this kid still doing push-ups, why the hell is he rolling his eyes. ”

Seeing that Mogolin was sweating profusely, his face was flushed, and he was obviously out of strength, and he was still trying to hold him up, so he hurriedly went up and dragged him up.

"Silly boy, how many push-ups have you done?" Mogolin gestured with trembling hands, and counted for a long time, and he was dizzy to count himself.

"Many. ”

Izzy was angry and slapped himself in the face.

"Don't do it, today my brother invites you to eat called flowers. Another slap on Mogolin's head, picked him up with one hand, and walked back as if he were holding a bag.

Take out a few wind finches that I caught from the Talado forest, this huge bird, fat and beautiful, pluck the entrails, keep the feathers to make arrow feathers, keep the entrails for bait, smear with spices, stuff in a few herbal rhizomes that resemble ginger and garlic, wrap them in a nutty leaf that grows by the river in the Talado forest, then wrap them in mud and form a ball, throw them into the fire, fill the fire and roast for one to two hours.

By the way, I gave this stupid boy a popularization of elementary school math knowledge, and Izzy experienced for the first time that the feeling of being a teacher was to jump up and beat this child on the head. Knock your head open to see if it's all distilled water.

"Well, I only taught me how to count 20 in just over an hour, and the reason for the church was because he learned to count his toes, and Izzy felt that he was thinking of suicide.

"Forget it, forget it, forget if you can't teach, I'm going to eat chickens," Izzy used two wooden sticks to pick out five dirt balls in turn, knocked them with sticks, and turned his head to look, Mo Golin was actually washing his hands with clean water, and then looked at himself shyly, smirking there.

"You're so smart when you see what you eat. "Mogorin knows Izzy's habits.

"Eh! it smells so good!" Before Izzy could take out the chicken, Rantreso's cheap face suddenly popped out of the corner.

Izzy said without hesitation: "Eat for nothing, no way! Change one bottle of spices, don't change more." ”

Lanteriso looked distressed and took out a bottle of spice that he had just made recently, and said with a little complaint: Didn't I teach you the formula, why don't you make it yourself?

"Don't talk nonsense, if you talk nonsense, you won't have anything to eat!" Randreso hurriedly sat down honestly, waiting for the food.

The surrounding aroma is pervasive, and the wind finches in the mud not only absorb the essence of spices, but also absorb the nutty flavor of leaves, which is appetizing.

A few of them began to focus on the food, burying their heads in eating happily, since Izzy had cooked called Flower Chicken, and the orcs who had eaten it all felt that they had eaten that.

As Izzy ate the chicken, a question suddenly occurred to him, so he turned to Randriso and asked, "Is there any hierarchical term in our world that evaluates how powerful an orc is?"

Randreso looked at him with retarded eyes while eating the chicken, and finally finished eating and licked all his dirty fingers clean, and saw that Izzy lost his appetite for a moment.

"What kind of messy things, if it's a shaman profession, there may be those you said, but our warriors rely on the actual results to evaluate the level of this warrior, and only by constantly fighting can we improve the killing skills, and the orcs will only evaluate a person by clearing the actual battle. ”

For example, your father, since he was 16 years old when he hunted a female taboo, your father has experienced at least 100 battles, including five major battles, killing two Gorons, three one-eyed demons, a giant split-hoof ox, and two ogre warriors.

"Hehe, who is that monster Margolon we killed?" asked Izzy.

Lanteriso smiled awkwardly, "Count it in." ”

"Then I'm better than all of you?"

Lantreso thought for a moment, nodded and said, "yes, if you can figure out a way to kill that ancient creature."

Then Rantreso rubbed Izzy's head, and continued:

"But you're still too tender, you haven't even done a single Margora, and that day someone might want to step on your head and get a higher honor, I guess you'll have to be beaten up for this time in Keshhag!

"Is Kershhag a holiday?" Izzy whispered about the holiday, and in three days they would be on their way to Waschugu, and would he be able to meet those who meant so much to the orcs?

Three days later, the Fireblade Clan was handed over to the care of several elders of the clan, and the procession that was about to go to the celebration set off with several truckloads of goods.

Almost all of the main members of the clan were there, Dar Triple Bloodblade, Yushuro Trickblade, Artur Lava Grasp, Izzy, as well as a few elite guards, and all the children over the age of 9 in the clan.

They will travel to Voshugu on this cold autumn day for the biannual Khishhag festival, when almost all the clans' shamans will gather at the foot of the mountain of souls in Voshugu to invoke the revelations of the spirits of the ancestors and the spirits of the elements, and the children will also be treated to the specialties of each clan.

They, Izzy and their journey from the forests of Talado, passing through Havalo, decided to see the current state of their hometown, where the former clan gate was in tatters, and looking inward, it was a mess, it was clear that the ogres had indeed visited, and they had taken out their anger on their home without finding the fireblade orcs, and now it was nothing more than a ruin.

The group looked sadly at their former homeland, Dahl Triple Bloodblade recognised his wise move, and at the same time ashamed of his inability to protect the home that accompanied his growth, and Artur Shaman cried directly, he had imagined that one day he might be buried here like his ancestors, but now there was only a ruin here, and he should not be able to sleep in the same place as his ancestors.

Cheering up, they continued on their journey, and after several days and nights, they reached the foot of the sacred mountain of Voshugu, a mountain composed entirely of crystals, surrounded by two energies that Izzy had never seen before, like two opposing beings, like light and darkness, cold and heat, life and death.

Izzy looked at this towering crystal mountain and knew that this huge crystal seemed to be a mountain, but it was actually a spaceship, and the seriously injured holy light entity in the plot, Naru, must be dying and struggling inside, but the orcs didn't know it, they didn't know that the souls of their ancestors were gathered here because of the strange energy emitted by Naru.

But none of this matters, the important thing is that one day in the future, the orcs' reverence and absolute trust in the souls of their ancestors will be exploited, and the orcs will become murderers and slaves.

Izzy felt that if he could find a way to make that Naru better, he might be able to save the fate of the orcs more directly.

The clan's team stopped, the Fireblade Clan was not the first orc clan to arrive, Izzy looked at it, the camp in front of him was full of all kinds of orcs, there were many of them, three or five groups, Izzy really realized the insignificance of the Fireblade Clan.

"Haha, the wolf cubs of Fireblade have arrived!" a brown-skinned orc suddenly shouted at the door, and Izzy sounded a little nervous, as if the atmosphere was about to start a group fight.

However, Izzy's worries were unfounded, and several old shamans came out to greet them, and Artur Shaman grinned at his colleagues when he saw them, and then the Fireblade clan was settled as part of this festive festival.

Izzy looked curiously at everything in the huge camp, the number of tents painted with the emblems of various clans, the fiery bonfire balls held in several places, the whole camp was shrouded in rough orc music, and the tables as far as the eye could see were filled with all kinds of delicacies, many of which Izzy had never seen before, and he even saw a table with a whole roasted two-headed dragon.

Izzy never imagined that the first time he saw such a beast, it would be familiar, and it was still at the table.

The corners of Izzy's mouth gradually curled, he had 20 years of memories of the earth, this otherworldly festive atmosphere, made him feel new and happy, and he just wanted to join it as soon as possible and become one of them.

"Keshhag, I'm coming!"