Shaman of the eighteenth level!

Wren has seen many priests, this transcendent profession is the oldest spellcaster, there used to be priests among humans, but after being cursed by the Lord of Darkness, humanity's perception of the natural elements has dropped to a low point, and priests can no longer be born.

It was the first time he had seen a priest above the Legendary, and he was a Legendary high-rank.

This old orc is very different from ordinary priests, and the elements in his soul are very strange, and more than half of them are combat skill elements.

The most eye-catching thing is the power of up to level 9!

There are also seven levels of tenacity and stamina, as well as up to a dozen combat skill elements such as heavy attacks, rage, cutting, blade flurry, and elemental shock, which are more powerful than legendary orc warriors, plus a series of natural elemental power spells, which have both melee and spellcasting abilities.

"Melee Shaman!"

Wren was amazed in his heart, but at the same time a little jealous.

This is undoubtedly a very powerful orc shaman, who will never be unknown among orcs.

The wolf cavalry was menacing, the mercenaries in the camp were like facing a great enemy, and the rose knights also jumped on their horses and put on a defensive position.

Some of the timid mercenaries thought that a battle was going to take place, and fled into the swamp without looking back.

"Wren?"

Emilys cried softly, a hint of worry on her face.

"Don't be nervous. Wren shook his head calmly, "These orcs won't really do it." "The eye of the soul can see very clearly, the wolf cavalry and the shaman priests led by them are not hostile, and the charging posture they put on is actually just to give the human race a dismount.

This is the territory of the orcs, and the humans have broken in, and they can't do without it.

Even if you really want to fight, there are others in front.

Wren glanced at the group of rose knights, a total of more than thirty horsemen, far inferior to the wolf cavalry in terms of number and strength. Their regimental commander, Matthew Ansellon, was in the swamp and also took away his most elite Silverwing Pegasus Knights, and only the middle and low-ranking knights remained in the camp.

The rumble is getting closer.

The ground shook violently, and the mercenaries were all scared, but they didn't dare to act rashly.

The running wolf is already close at hand, the majestic wolf body gives people a great sense of oppression, their eyes are full of fierce light, and their mouths are open to reveal sharp wolf teeth, ready to pounce and bite at any time.

The orc cavalry on the back of the wolf was also waving their weapons and roaring loudly.

"Woo......"

With a trumpet command, the wolf cavalry turned in unison when they rushed to the camp a hundred paces in front of it, ran past the side of the camp, and rushed to the top of the slope where the Icethorn Clan was located, and the wind riders in the sky also landed in it.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The gates of the Icethorn Clan's walled city had long been opened, and the wolf cavalry slowed down to enter, and the orcs resounded with enthusiastic cheers in the tribe, and from time to time the orcs shouted a name: "High Priest Direkota." ”

"It's him!"

"It turned out that Direcotta was here, no wonder so many wolf cavalry were brought, and the Vorryl Guards followed. ”

The mercenaries in the camp exchanged words, and many of them knew the identity of the old orc.

Wren was also stunned when he heard this.

This Direkota is not trivial among the orcs, he comes from the Wolf Warrior Clan, and is not only a high-ranking priest of high morality, but also the teacher of the great chief of the tribe.

Orcs are one of the oldest races in the world of Ehrenus, they have a powerful bloodline in their bodies since ancient times, usually from some kind of monster or monster, orcs worship the source of the bloodline as a spiritual totem, such as wolf totem, bear totem, eagle totem, are regarded as the embodiment of the orc god.

There are many branches in a bloodline totem, and these branches are clans.

The orc tribe is made up of thousands of different clans, each with a chief and a high priest. The chieftain was responsible for leading the clan's armies and foreign warfare, while the high priest spread the faith of the gods. Sometimes, two positions can be held by an orc.

And the big chiefs of the tribe were elected from among the more than a thousand clan chiefs.

The current Great Chieftain Gouyle is from the Wolf Warrior Clan.

As the high priest of the Wolf Warrior Clan, Direkota has a very close relationship with the Great Chief Gouyle, and he has a high seniority, and once guided the young Great Chief to the path of shamanism, and assisted the other party step by step to ascend to the throne of the Great Chieftain and become the leader of the entire Orc Tribe.

To this day, Direkota is still the most trusted and respected spiritual guide of the Great Chief, and he can be described as one person in the tribe.

The Ice Thorn Clan also belongs to the Wolf Totem bloodline, so it is natural to welcome the arrival of the big man Direkota.

Wren listened for a moment with the voice of all things.

Direkota talked with the chief of the Ice Thorn Clan, revealing the purpose of his trip, first, to protect the Ice Thorn Clan from infestation at the behest of the Great Chief, and second, for the black dragon, if there is a chance, he must take it, the tribe is very interested in the treasure of tens of millions of gold shields.

Even if you can't get the treasure of the black dragon, you have to take back some benefits from the Rose Knights, and the territory of the orc tribe does not allow humans to come and go at will.

Wren saw the Rose Knight take out his microphone and go into the tent to talk.

You don't have to listen to know that they are in contact with the regimental commander.

These two forces are bound to clash, and Wren didn't want to be caught between them, so he patted the phantom war horse under him and said, "Let's go." ”

The two men and two dragons rode out of the camp and into the swamp.

The area of the deep mud swamp is so large that even if it is flying in the sky, it takes half a day to cross it. The entire swamp was shrouded in a faint mist, which was very dark, and the environment on the ground was complex, and countless dangers lurked under the endless weeds. 520

Bang Bang Bang ......

The Phantom Warhorse has the ability to walk on the water, but it is not afraid of falling into a mud pit.

Wren sat steadily on his horse, bursts of foul smell into his nose, and everywhere he looked, his vision was obscured by a gray mist, and even if he had soul eyes, he couldn't see too far.

His voice of all things remains open, vigilantly listening to the movements around him

In addition to the weeds in the pools, there are also a large number of trees growing in the deep mud swamp, and although they are not as tall and dense as the primeval forests, the roots are connected together, and the strange shape is like a living thing, which gives people a very oppressive feeling. The humid air makes the skin sticky, and the temperature is very cold, and the clothes are very uncomfortable against the body.

The most annoying thing is the countless floaters and poisonous insects, which are constantly around and cannot be driven away.

Syllable!

Galadros slapped his neck, and there were several disgusting insect corpses stuck to his palms, and he quickly shook them off vigorously, complaining: "This hellish place, that is, the dirty black dragon can bear it." ”

Sindara next to her nodded in agreement.

The Frost Sea Dragon is particularly clean, and even has a bit of a cleanliness fetish, and there is a layer of light blue light outside her body, and she does not hesitate to consume mana to maintain the shield and isolate the poisonous insects.

Emilys also opened her flame shield, and the poisonous insect was burned to death as soon as it flew closer.

This has been going on for five or six days.

Even though they were all in the Legendary Realm, they were a little tired from maintaining their shields for so long, and their faces were no longer as relaxed as they were when they first entered the swamp.

"Bear with me. ”

Wren comforted.

He has thick skin and thick meat, and he has ninth-level toxin resistance, so he is not afraid of poisonous insect bites at all, and only when there are too many mosquitoes and insects around his body, he will stimulate the thorn electric armor to clean up, so it seems relatively relaxed.

As soon as the words fell, there was a loud bang on the water surface on the side of the Phantom Warhorse, and a distorted black shadow jumped out.

This black shadow was covered in mud, as if it had been crumpled into a ball of dead branches and mud, and grew deformed hands and feet, two or three meters high, and the position of its head was a mass of black moss, and a pair of crazy and evil eyes hidden in the depths, bringing a foul smell of fishy wind, straight to Wren on horseback.

Wren's face remained unchanged, as if he had already noticed the sneak attack.

He raised his hand, and a ray of light burst from his fingertips.

Hiss!

As soon as the monster stood up, a rainbow of thick rays instantly pierced its chest, and its massive body disintegrated into silt and rotten leaves, and fell back into the water with a clatter, as if it had never appeared.

The others were surprised by this scene and drove the Phantom Warhorse to continue walking.

A soul flies out of the water and is absorbed by Wren.

He nodded secretly, "High-level swamp creeper, yes, you can make the progress bar of the strength element increase by another two or three blocks." ”

The deep mud swamp is full of dangers, and apart from the more common swamp crocodiles, fanged spiders, hydras and countless flying insects and poisonous weeds, the most dangerous is this swamp crawler.

Creepers are monstrous creatures that can perfectly lurk underwater or in the mud, and when their prey passes by, they suddenly burst into attack.

Mercenaries and adventurers who die in the swamp are most likely killed by creepers.

When they first entered the swamp, Wren and the others were also attacked by creepers a few times, and with experience and precautions, the soul eye discovered the existence of creepers in advance and harvested their souls.

These low-intelligence monsters, who are not believers in the gods, can safely devour souls.

After searching for five or six days, the black dragon did not find it, but its soul power increased a lot, and all of them invested in the ninth-level power elements, and advanced a section.

Wren was happy to see this, thinking that this was a very safe way to upgrade, and he could come back more often in the future.

The group advanced in the swamp for a few more moments.

"Emilys. ”

Wren stopped and screamed, and Emilys took out the dragon's summoning horn and stroked it with her hand.

Such attempts have been made hundreds of times, and if the horn is used, it indicates that there is a good dragon in the vicinity that is above the age of youth. In the past few days, the dragon summon has reacted several times, but after searching the vicinity, it was found that it was Matthew Anselon and his silver dragon passing by.

Emilys's face was stunned, and she said, "There's a reaction!"

Wren and the two-headed dragon were both in good spirits, and then they were not sure, and the bronze dragon doubted, "Could it be that silver dragon knight again?"

"I'll go up and have a look. ”

Emilys immediately blessed Wren with the Flying Technique, and he also activated the Invisibility Ring, and then took to the air, quickly reaching a height of hundreds of meters in the air, out of the fog of the swamp.

The Soul Eye opens to its limit, searching around repeatedly.

According to past experience, Matthew Anselon and his Silver Dragon are used to flying high, and even when blocked by swamp fog, the Soul Eye can easily find the general direction of the Silver Dragon. They don't stay for long, and at most half an hour will be out of the sensing range of the dragon's summoning.

However, this time, Wren searched for a long time but did not find the silver dragon.

The call of the dragon always responds.

Emilys finally couldn't hold back the surprise, which meant that there was a good dragon nearby, and if the horn was blown, the dragon would have to answer the call.

Wren stopped her, shook his head and said, "Don't blow." ”