Chapter 67: Shaman
The battle continued until midnight, and the minotaur became more and more courageous, but Qiming began to feel tired. The constant cost of abilities is too much for even the will of steel.
The fourth-level wolf king found the opportunity to go around behind Qiming and wanted to sneak attack Qiming, and when he was close to Qiming, he saw the black robe clearly. The coercion of the black robe made it hallucinate, a huge dragon eye glared at him, and the wolf king was frightened. Turning his head and running, the wolves are also very sensitive. The wolf king was frightened, so run away yourself!
Seeing that the wolves had all run away, Qiming sat down on the ground tiredly. The minotaurs all solemnly walked up to Qiming and knelt down.
Qiming hurriedly bounced up again, "What are you doing here!" β
"Shaman! You are really the beast god who has mercy on my minotaur and sent you to save us. β
"What sir? Ah! I am not your shaman! I'm Qiming! That's right, Brother Zhuangshi! Qiming looked at Liu Zhuangsi.
Liu Zhuangsi was so frightened that he fell to the ground, "The villain doesn't dare to call the shaman a brother!" It's the villain who doesn't know what to do, and please punish the shaman! β
"Whoosh, the son of the turtle is a group of living treasures!" (Chongqing dialect)
The minotaurs thought that the shaman was reciting a spell and was ready to punish Liu Zhuangsi!
"I'm really not your shaman! I'm just enlightening! It's just an alien! Qiming explained.
Wu Sili raised his head but didn't dare to look directly at Qiming and said, "Only the shaman knows the sacrificial magic of my orc race, and it is the sacrificial magic that you cast!" β
Qiming was speechless for a while, and quickly explained that this is called an inspirational ability, and after saying for a long time, this group of orcs couldn't understand what Qiming said at all! All I know is that this is sacrificial magic.
Look at the group of orcs still kneeling on the ground.
"Alright! I'm a shaman! β
"You are, Shaman!"
"Then I command you to get up!"
As soon as Qiming's words fell, this group of minotaurs was already standing straight in front of them!
Qiming scolded with a smile: "A group of turtles and living treasures! β
The minotaur looked at Qiming and smiled, thinking that Qiming was releasing blessing magic, and he leaked an expression of enjoyment! Like piaoke!
Qiming felt a sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of old blood was almost angry.
"Then I command you to be the same as before! Hide my identity and don't let anyone know, because the beast god sent me on a secret mission. After speaking, he pointed to the sky. Qiming really didn't want to deceive this group of honest minotaurs, but it really didn't make sense. There is no choice but to make up a white lie.
"Yes! Shaman! β
Enlightenment !!!
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A group of people looked at the thousands of wolves on the ground and had a headache! That's a lot of food! That's enough for a year! But how do you get it back!
Qiming looked at this group of stupid cows, it couldn't be that he couldn't even make a wooden trolley!
Qiming ordered to go down and let Liu Zhuangsi take a few people to roast a few wolves. I took the rest of the people and started cutting down trees.
The iron tools of the minotaurs are very blunt, and they are directly ground from that kind of raw iron stone. I haven't refined any metal, so it's a real headache to watch! The black sword was removed from the neck.
Now the minotaur suddenly realized! It turns out that the shaman's sword is an accessory to hang around his neck! I thought it was from the ass......
The black sword is indestructible, and under the shadow of the sword, the big trees in the forest keep falling. If you put it on the earth, you will feel distressed, but here! Hehe! The smallest trees are tens of meters tall!
Qi Ming used his sword again to cut the wood into rounds and make wheels, directing the group of minotaurs to make gears. If Prince Kai of Demière saw Qiming doing carpentry work with his sword, I don't know if he would get up and kill Qiming.
A few hours later, a huge wooden cart was built. Through various pinions to drive the big gear, only four minotaurs are needed to start like pedaling a bicycle. Qiming sighed for a while, the efficiency of these laborers is really high! The Minotaur sighed! Is the Shaman still an alchemist?
After the group loaded thousands of wolves onto the wooden cart, Qiming found a problem. Let these minotaurs, cut off hundreds of wolf tails and tie them to the wheels. There are many places where you will have to go, so you can prevent slipping.
"Good! Let's go! β
Wu Sili was in charge of the helm under the guidance of Qiming, and the remaining minotaurs took turns to change their feet. As a result, pedaling the bicycle is too novel and fun for these minotaurs, and they don't want to get down. The more he pedaled, the more excited he became, and the speed became faster and faster, Qiming reacted to a huge problem, that is, there was no brake!
It was almost noon when the huge wooden cart was about to reach the tribe.
In the distance, I found that the tribe was smoking, no! It's the house that's burning!
The cart circled the tribe many times and finally stopped, and the people ran into the village. All the houses were destroyed, and the old patriarch John and several old minotaurs were tied to a big tree at the head of the village.
After putting Patriarch John down, Patriarch John burst into tears: "It's a member of the Dark Bull Clan!" When they heard that we had abundant produce, they kidnapped the women and children of the cow village! Let you trade it for food! β
Old John sat on the ground in despair, and suddenly looked at the wolf mountain as high as a hill behind him!!
"Did you go and slaughter Wolf Valley??? Old Patriarch John smiled, it's not that the food can be exchanged for his own people, but that Lord Qiming can even slaughter the Wolf Valley! Are you still afraid of his little dark cow clan?
"Humph! What is it to threaten children and women? Qiming was furious.
Wu Sili pulled Old John aside and whispered, "Patriarch, Lord Qiming is Lord Shaman!" β
"Got it! What the! What the! Shaman!! Old John was incoherent, and immediately the old minotaurs behind him knelt down!
Qiming didn't bother to explain, and glared at Wu Sili!
"That's it! Get up! Remember to hide my identity, I don't want others to know! β
"Yes, Shaman!"
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"How do the Dark Minotaurs go?" Qiming asked.
"I know, I've brought them food before!"
Three hours later
Qiming came with a group of minotaurs, the tribe of the dark minotaurs.
There are guards, and there are belvederees! A whole large armed village!
The door opened, and a four-meter-tall middle-aged dark minotaur walked out, his eyes were very dissatisfied, and he said, "This is the food you brought?" It's not enough to stuff your teeth! Besides, we don't eat people, and there are many unpalatable bones! β
The Dark Minotaur glanced at Qiming and said, "Your women and children should be detained here first!" If we don't have enough food for three days, we have to sell them for food! Get out of here! β
The Dark Minotaur turned around and left, and Qiming shouted, "Wait a minute! β
The Dark Minotaur was furious! "Huh? Little don't you call Uncle Ben again? β
"That! That one! Alas! Forget it......"
Qiming didn't want to talk nonsense either, and jumped hard, and the ground cracked......