Chapter 138: The Haze Under the First Snow

"It's really a night back to before liberation, just a wizard, why bother." Shaking his head and sighing, he had already made a boat, and since he decided to do it, he had no intention of turning back.

The data eye swept over him, and Arthur's mouth opened in surprise, but he immediately realized what was happening.

The wisdom attribute has changed again, but it is still at the level of B, and it has not crossed to the B+ level of the professional, but the value of the growth value has changed.

105%, yes, 105 percent exceeded, which Arthur had never seen in anyone else, which obviously meant that 100% was not the end.

At least for his body with special circumstances, 105, not even 110, 120 is possible.

In terms of knowledge, Arthur received the joint education of a real great witch and a legendary mage, even if it is two and a half disciples taught by Arthur, I am afraid that it is stronger than following an ordinary ** master as an apprentice.

The cramming accumulation of knowledge, coupled with the core secrets in the hands of each kingdom, coupled with his own otherworldly thoughts, combined with the knowledge of wizards, mages, and even warlocks.

Don't be afraid to start late, Arthur stood on the highest point with the first kick, standing at a height far beyond his peers, learning those basics from the bottom to the bottom, and integrating them into his own knowledge.

The hardships and troubles of the past seem to have all turned into valuable experiences at this time, allowing Arthur to move step by step towards heights he never imagined.

"Is it snowing?" Two days later, Arthur stepped out of the space door again, and the cold air contained a wealth of water element magic, but unlike ordinary and lively water element magic, the magic activity at this time was extremely low, and Arthur knew that a light snow had begun to fall outside the room without looking at him.

The first snow of the year in the Kingdom of Halfwinter came earlier than usual, and it sounded like a sentence in the lyrics, but it represented some kind of danger coming.

Thousands of kilometers north of Morado, on the wild plateau flatlands, a blizzard is raging the entire tribe, and the leather tent can't stop the biting cold wind, blowing on the face like a knife, no matter how you rub it, it is difficult to regain a trace of warmth.

"Chief, I'm afraid the grain from the Giant Wolf Plateau won't be shipped this year." The tall orc, with a height of more than 2 meters, covered the golden fur of the body, but could not stop the bulging and sharply explosive muscles.

The nose protrudes like a beast, and the tip of the nose is pure black, and with every breath accompanied by the white breath, you can feel the surging magic.

If the orcs see this respect, they can immediately recognize this person as definitely a warrior of the Spotted Wolf Clan, brave and fierce by nature, but cunning and wise, when they are in need, they can devour preserved fruits together with their clans, cruel and ferocious without the slightest sympathy.

The giant wolf is the most courageous mount of the orc race, and the plateau named after the giant wolf must also be the core of the orc race.

The Great Wave Plateau, which the spotted wolf warriors are talking about, is the largest production area of the orc tribe, which is different from humans and has a warm south.

The average temperature of the northern orc tribe is lower, resulting in the harvest days of the northern orcs being a little later than in normal human countries.

There is no fear of a late harvest, but when a snowstorm strikes, all roads leading to the plateau are closed and blocked, and to make matters worse, the grazing cattle have not escaped this white plague, and if they sit idly by, they will face a catastrophe.

"Is it only south?" The orc chief sighed in struggle.

There is indeed more than one orc tribe, there are 5 big chiefs in the north alone, but it is impossible for each orc tribe to have rich food for the winter, and the meaning of the orc winter is only death, and the difference is nothing more than more deaths or fewer casualties.

If you can't borrow food, there is no way to live, so there is only one way, and the orcs have followed this path for generations, and that is to go south! To rob those human beings who have rich food, and fight for a way to survive.

"To practice other orc tribes, we are definitely not the only ones who have suffered this disaster, challenging humans alone is just a dead end, we need more demon ashes to fill the human defense line for us." The orc chieftain is not a woman's benevolence, and every chief who can ascend to the throne is the most courageous warrior, and it is also a warrior who has grown up fighting with humans all the way.

As the great chief of a large tribe, he has a high enough prestige, and if there are enough orc tribes in the corresponding tribe, then a huge income invasion is about to begin!

Whether it is killing and wounding enough clansmen, or grabbing enough food, it can ensure the safety of the orc tribe to the greatest extent.

The Orcs of the Savage Lands do not need to worry about other enemies raiding their rear, for this homeland, the Orcs have resentment but not gratitude, and they also believe that no one in this land will be their opponent, even if it is only the old and weak who stay, it is enough to defeat the most powerful invaders.

Perhaps the orcs have long forgotten about the demons and ignored some of the more dangerous enemies in this world.

When they began to call friends and prepare for the invasion, many military nobles and lords and nobles of the Bandong Kingdom also hurriedly put down the wine and food in their hands, changed into their strongest armor, and gathered the bravest generals to prepare for a great challenge for decades.

After fighting with orcs for hundreds or thousands of years, how can humans not know what this early winter snow means, no matter what hatred must be put aside at this time, in order to meet the greatest enemy.

"It's snow, it's beautiful, it's warm." Lilia smiled happily as she touched the snowflakes that were slowly falling, compared to the extremely cold area in the abyss, the snowflakes at this time were indeed worthy of the word warmth.

Is it warm? Arthur tightened the robes on his body, there was no extreme temperature in the wizard tower, and he didn't feel anything at first when he walked out, but when he really stayed for a while, he was like he had just come out of the air-conditioned room, and he began to shiver with cold.

Arthur had never snowed so early in his memory, and he was worried about whether the progress of the project would be delayed, but in the past two days, Lilia said that although Uncle Vinock had come, he only asked about Arthur's situation, and did not mention any problems related to the project, and patted his chest to promise that he would definitely be able to complete Arthur's request.

Fortunately, the snow in the south is far less than in the north, and the ground can still be seen, and there is no snow, although it is a little colder at this time, but the construction will not be affected by anything, Arthur only hopes that the snow can stop soon, he does not know that in the farther places in his north, he has already fought hard, ready to start another battle to the south.