The city of Wanghuo, the most frontier of the Mars Empire.

A dozen soldiers in black armor and silver crosses at their waists stood atop the towering city walls, overlooking a clearing full of corpses.

The clearing was shrouded in a thick mist of blood, and the black mud at the edges was covered with bright red minced flesh. Many tall and hideous-looking orcs lay on the ground, their bodies torn out by swords and blood, many corpses had their heads or limbs cut off, and even their scarlet internal organs were twisted by arrows.

It was clear that the human side had fought a common victory, once again defeating the orc army.

"Beck, Bogul, you two did a good job this time, but watch out for the corpses below, and don't let the filthy corpse thieves steal something important. **Your Excellency needs some of the orc corpses here. A swordsman with red hair and a small beard on his chin commanded with stern orders, and when he saw that there was no problem, he left the wall to report to the baron and the mage.

Hearing this, the two soldiers glanced at each other, looking at the corpses below, showing helpless expressions.

They didn't understand what the legendary mage needed filthy orc corpses for, or at least they thought the corpses were useless, and it was better to cut off their heads to deter the orc army that dared to invade.

The two of them stood on the city wall and thought so, but they didn't notice a flickering black shadow flickering in the shadows of the black-shirted forest at the edge of the clearing.

"Cut, I spend so many people on surveillance every year, and I don't find anyone who can spot me."

Beside the rough black-shirted tree, Grant pursed the corners of his lips and said indifferently, his eyes showing a fiery gaze at the corpses.

Ordinary people were afraid to lose their souls when they saw this scene, but Grant was even more excited, took a deep breath of the pungent fishy smell in the air, rubbed his hands together and prepared to crawl forward.

Before crawling to the corpse, Grant carefully hugged the long flaxen hair that was slightly curled in front of his forehead, and pulled them to his ears, his square face had good facial features, but on his fair cheeks, there was a thumb-sized knife scratch, which looked a little glaring.

After noticing that there was no one on either side, he wore a gray-black robe and covered his head with his hood, revealing only a slight chin raised.

"Spiritual energy spreads and covers the whole body."

The corners of Grant's lips squirmed slightly, and an invisible spiritual energy was gradually revealed throughout his body, and his figure began to blur a little, as if he was a distorted and blurred figure under the scorching sun, and he was only ready to act until he was almost ready.

This time, Grant only needs to get the corpse of the half-orc team leader to upgrade his analysis skills to the full level. His ten-year goal was also a success.

Blurry and distorted, he was very similar to the color of the surrounding blood-soaked and muddy road surface, ordinary people could not detect such a figure at all, and even under the influence of spiritual power, except for some ordinary knights, it was impossible for ordinary people to find it.

He glanced at the corpse-strewn battlefield.

"There are so many corpses, and it is probably a bit troublesome to find those fifth-level half-orc captains." After Grant complained in a low voice, he couldn't help but glance at the soldiers on the city wall above, and a hint of relaxation flashed in his eyes. The soldiers, as usual, did not notice him.

In Wanghuo City, no, in this world, civilians stealing the belongings of corpses are punishable by death, but there are also many poor people or extreme outlaws who like to secretly look for valuable things from corpses.

Of course, Grant won't be like this, he only needs the left hand of the fifth-level half-orc captain, that is what he needs most, and only that can allow him to upgrade his skills to the full level.

"Detection."

Grant thought silently in his heart, and a pale blue analysis map suddenly appeared on the visual membrane, and on the lattice-like interface, some green numbers floated above the corpses of the half-orcs around him, such as two, or three or four, of which two was the most numerous.

Swept around, and found a five-character floating in the distance, Grant's slightly twisted brows gradually relaxed, and the corners of his mouth pulled out a fairly handsome smile, staring at the corpse next to the sharp phosphorite in front of him.

"I'm not so lucky, that corpse is not far away, I just need to deal with the half-orc captain in front of me, and I can level up." Grant crawled forward excitedly, under the scorching sun, the scorching heat made the surrounding corpses emit the stench of decay, Grant endured the disgusting smell of corpses, pushed forward step by step with both hands, and soon crawled next to the corpse.

The orc is a humanoid monster, when Grant approached the leader of the orc team, he could clearly see that his whole body was covered with thick yellow hair, wearing a rather rudimentary leather armor, on the head of the hideous beast, there was a shocking wound down his face, at this moment there were a lot of white brains flowing from above to the black dirt, less than half an hour before the war, the brains had not yet fully solidified.

Grant understands that the corpse of the half-orc squad leader is the material he needs. He unceremoniously wiped out a dagger from his waist, a silver-glowing dagger with a metallic sheen, which had been coated with a special liquid that absorbed sunlight. Grant had performed more than a dozen times in this place, so he was naturally familiar with it.

Grant took a deep breath and carefully sliced his blade through the orc's arm, knowing full well that the slightest movement could attract the attention of the damned soldiers on the walls.

But just when he was concentrating on cutting, the situation that made him scold still happened.

Suddenly-

"Click!"

A crisp voice suddenly sounded in the quiet clearing, quite harsh in the silent crowd of dead corpses, almost reminding the ten soldiers on the city wall that there must be something alive here.

Grant secretly screamed in his heart, he knew that the voice was not made by him, but the result was just as unlucky.

He subconsciously turned his head and looked at the man who was covered in muddy water not far away, and he gripped the silver sword on the waist of the orc, the thin rope of the silver hilt and the waist of the half-orc were tightly wrapped, and he couldn't take it off for a while.

"Damn it, is this idiot guy with a brain in his ass? Didn't you think that if he got these things, it would attract the attention of other soldiers? If it attracts attention, it will be a capital crime, and it will be killed on the spot. Grant scolded wildly in his heart, eager to kill the man in front of him a thousand times, but he didn't speak, only hoping that the man wouldn't find him.

"Who?" A few soldiers who were a little comfortable on the city wall, when they heard the sound, their bodies reacted immediately, their relaxed faces were gradually replaced by solemnity, and their eyes showed a wary look, and they put the white feather arrow on the bowstring, and the arrow was aimed at the corpse thief who was desperately holding the silver sword under the city wall.

"Shoot him on the spot, don't let him run away, if you let the captain know, we will all be punished." The two swordsmen who received the order were busy speaking, and with the shouting, the soldiers on both sides pulled their bowstrings into a full moon.

Under the city walls, the corpse thief, who had been trying to pull the silver sword, suddenly felt a chill rise from behind him, and he turned his head stiffly to see several longbows pointed at him, and a look of fear appeared in his eyes. Immediately threw down the silver sword, looked at the protruding phosphorite in the distance, and the bowed body suddenly rushed in the direction of the phosphostone.

"I'll rub it, don't run to me, so we both have to die." Grant's face changed slightly, and he cursed in a low voice, feeling the killing intent on the city wall gradually enveloping him, Grant's face became a little pale, and his chest was as painful as if he had been hit with a heavy hammer.

"Whew! Shout! ”

Two long arrows turned into streamers and swept past the clay man's ears and plunged deep into the ground. The clay man breathed a sigh of relief, and he didn't shoot him with two in a row, and the distance between him and the phosphorite was getting closer, indicating that success was close at hand. But when Grant saw that the distance was only ten meters, he felt several arrows on his longbow aimed at his side, and the cold metal arrow ends made him feel as if he had been crawled by a poisonous snake, and his whole body was uncomfortable to death.

"Let's go, this place can't come, if you come here, don't blame me for being unkind to you." Grant said eagerly, his eyes crossed with a fierce color, he did not immediately run back, because Grant knew that as long as he moved at this moment, an arrow would immediately hit him in the back, and he naturally did not dare to do so.

However, it is still possible to let the other party die in front of him, Grant clenched the dagger in his hand, silently calculated the distance between him and the clay man, and if there were still eight meters, he would do it directly.

"Poof!"

When he was twelve meters away, the clay man's face couldn't help but show a hint of relief, and he thought that if he dodged behind and ran into the forest, he believed that he would survive. But he didn't understand that if he went to the edge of the sharp rock, he would also be unlucky.

Suddenly, when there were still ten meters, a beautiful blood flower soared out of the clay man's chest, and an arrow shot from behind hit his heart directly, and the intense pain made the clenched fist uncontrollable, and a black broken ring rolled towards Grant's side.

Grant looked at the corpse, his face was relieved, but a strange emotion rose in his heart, relaxed or a little sad, the feeling of sadness of the rabbit and the fox affected him, but Grant understood that the current situation was more because of him, otherwise there would not be so many accidents, and when he looked at the ring, he put it directly into his arms.

He didn't feel too much guilt about wanting to kill the clay figure, after all, in that case, it was the clay figure that affected him.

"That's it, put away your bow and arrows."

The soldiers on the city wall, seeing that there was no longer a problem, put away their longbows.

At this time, Grant had already destroyed most of the monster corpses, and he knew that as long as he got it, there would be no danger.

……

In Wanghuo City, Grant, who had shed his gray robe, put the orc's broken arm behind the room, and gasped heavily, sweat all over his body clinging to his robe. He felt as if his strength had been drained, and he lay on the bed weakly, and this time, Grant almost came face to face with death again.

When he was almost rested, Grant felt some itching on his face, looked up and picked up the mirror placed next to the bed, with long flaxen hair, and jet-black eyes, he felt a slight unreal, and when he approached his left cheek, he found that the itch was due to a small wound scraped by a sharp stone.

Grant silently said, "Glory! ”

"Wow~~"

Inky black pupils sliced across the azure analog data.

Name: Grant/Yang Li

Grade:

Strength: Agility Constitution 4 Spirit 2 Mana 2

Passive Skill: Analysis Lv9 (99/00)

Skill: Detection (cannot be upgraded)

Equipment: None

Pet Bad: None

Grant carefully stared at the talent skill analysis and still had little experience, and couldn't help muttering: "It's been fifteen years since I came to this world, and I've been practicing for ten years in order to practice an auxiliary skill." ”

Thinking of this, he couldn't wait to find a place to get into, thinking of the protagonists who had crossed the other world in the previous novels, all of whom would be able to get out in the other world in a few days, and then dominate the world in a few years.

Only he is in this world, he has lived for more than ten years, and he has practiced an auxiliary skill for ten years alone, and it is not very useful, and he has an urge to vomit blood when he thinks about it.

Depressed, he lay on the bed, recalling that it had been fifteen years since he came to this world from the earth, and that he had been accustomed to the panic of coming to this world at the beginning, especially when he found that this world was almost the same as the world of glory in the games he played, and it could be said that it was a parallel world.

Whether it is the Mars Empire or the Prosperous Fire City, these are exactly the same as the map of the glorious world in their memories.

He understood that if it was the same as the Glory World, then according to the history of the game, in two years, Wanghuo City would be occupied by a huge number of orcs and war elves, and they would attack nearly half of the empire's territory.

For the dangers ahead, Grant understands that he must escalate as soon as possible and has the strength to deal with everything in front of him. And he can't stay here for long, he can't survive in a group of high-level monsters, of course, he goes to other places now, the funds in his hands and the robbers and beasts along the way are a huge problem.

So Grant understands that he will improve his strength in the next year and a half, and there is really no way to try his luck and get out of here.

Knowing that he didn't have much time, Grant barely woke up, took the orc's corpse arm, and walked to the basement he had built.

In the small basement, there is no sunlight here, it is gray, only on the blackened walls, there are two oil lamps blowing the flames of Yanna, dancing beautifully.

On the three long wooden tables in the basement, there were many specimens of corpses installed in glassware, which were floating up and down in a lilac transparent liquid, looking hideous and terrifying. But Grant understands that these are the achievements of his own research for ten years.

Every mage is a researcher, and he is also a polymath, and they have achieved great achievements in many fields throughout the world, but it is extremely difficult to achieve a mage in the same way. In the world of glory, after simulating the journey of a 100% mage, he also relied on the system and his own talent to become a legendary mage of the hundred levels.

"Okay, now as long as you practice this analysis skill, you can automatically upgrade to a level like in the game, and then you can be regarded as a first-level mage apprentice." Grant said to himself, he had long been accustomed to this kind of life, skillfully placed the corpse on the long table, took out a knife to disassemble the corpse piece by piece, and the light blue mage upgrade program also marked each corpse.

After four years of studying orcs, Grant has analyzed the whole body of the orc, and now he only has this arm.

"Crimson muscles and fibrous flesh are 90 percent similar to humans, and the bones are twice as strong as normal men. This is also the source of their super combat effectiveness. ”

Grant carefully analyzed them step by step, spending more than half an hour.

"Ding!"

A crisp sound came from his mind, and he saw that there seemed to be some warm pale golden sunlight in his mind through his body, shooting out to all sides, and there was even a rune array composed of golden runes in mid-air, surrounding Grant's body, and after feeling the same upgrade mode as in the game, the corner of Grant's mouth finally showed a smile.

He shifted his attributes, and the last column below.

"Talent skills: analysis lv0 [00/00], analysis skills to obtain the full level, the level will be automatically upgraded by one level, and the rewards are as follows: physique, strength, agility, and mental power are each upgraded to 02 two levels, and a magic pet bad position."

Grant swept through a column of data, and suddenly found that a wave of magic power in his chest slowly spread, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyebrows, and he suddenly remembered the ring in the hand of the clay figure before.

"This is obviously inductive, but the detection technique didn't react to this ring before, is it a sealed item, and now it can only be opened after being infected by magic power."

Thinking of this possibility, Grant looked overjoyed and reached out to take out the special ring ring.

After the purple ring was taken out, the magic fluctuations flashed up and down his body, and Grant was in a surging mood for a while, could it be that his luck was really good today? Upgraded one level and also received an enchanted item. Is this really the protagonist mode about to turn on?

Before Grant could finish laughing, the spider-like crack spread along the center of the ring, spreading to both sides, and the ring was shattered little by little into dust. Seeing this change, Grant's smile froze, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

"Damn, this enchanted item is too brittle, so it shattered in one fell swoop."