But just before the Ma Zhan's "Perspective Eye" magic ended, the middle-aged man's state had changed and became: powerful.

The embodied magic "Perspective Eye" has become more practical, and even reached the instant system, and as the level increases, the effect becomes more and more great, although at this time, Ma Zhan's "Perspective Eye" magic rank is still primary, and the level is still level 1.

Otherwise, if someone uses the "Perspective Eye" magic on you to observe you, if you don't want the other party to see your strength clearly, use the "camouflage technique", the first use will consume 4 mana, if there are a bunch of people who maliciously want to consume your mana, dozens, hundreds, thousands of people have used the "Perspective Eye" magic on you one after another, then as a professional, you can use the "camouflage technique" several times.

Therefore, after the mandatory update of the system again and again, most of the magic and skills have undergone qualitative changes.

But this is not the time to think about this, because as the middle-aged men's troops have decreased, their strength has become smaller, and the middle-aged men's eyes have become more and more anxious.

Ma Zhan knew that this middle-aged man must have been in the attack of a large number of half-orcs, and the little losses of the troops had changed from surpassing to powerful, and if he continued, the middle-aged man would also face death.

With Ma Zhan's observation, Ma Zhan found that the middle-aged man's shouting skill must be a skill that enhances mental strength and physique, or a skill that saves these two hidden attributes.

And the effective time of this skill is quite long, those orcs who are controlled by the skill will not take the initiative to attack the opponent for at least 15 minutes.

"You have to learn this skill!" Ma Zhan secretly swore that he was really too powerful, and if he had such an ability, the number of troops he carried would not only increase, but also save a lot of mental power and physique in the actual battle.

Ma Zhan's mind was suddenly filled with this thought, although Ma Zhan's level had reached level 58, Ma Zhan had always been dissatisfied with the number of troops he could lead, and he was always worried about the consumption of mental power and physique.

Especially now, Ma Zhan obviously carries a hundred times more troops than these orcs, but these orcs can beat themselves, and it is not even the reason that ants bite and kill elephants, but when their troops are completely depleted, their mental strength and physique have dropped to the point where they cannot fight.

After observing for a while, Ma Zhan found that this middle-aged man was not a professional aboriginal professional, because the man's only beginning was indeed getting more and more fierce, and he often used the skills generated by the devil's rod after drinking to repel the surrounding half-orc troops, only to pull one of the half-orc troops into the battle space.

But after a while, the middle-aged man's expression became obviously panicked, and he simply used this skill to bounce all the orcs away and no longer fight.

But in this way, they fell into a dead loop, all the orcs surrounded the middle-aged man, unable to attack, but the middle-aged man could not move his feet.

After a while, cold sweat flowed from the middle-aged man's face, and when Ma Zhan saw this, he suddenly thought that when he first met Oak, Oak gave him six "marijuana" to increase morale, but after becoming an enemy with Oak, after killing Oak, he harvested three "special marijuana", which can temporarily increase mental power.

Thinking of this, Ma Zhan directly turned out three "special marijuana" from the warehouse, and Ma Zhan directly took the marijuana in his mouth and sucked it, perhaps because this rare product is a unique prop treasure, Ma Zhan didn't even use a lighter, and the marijuana was automatically ignited.

The taste of premium marijuana is similar to the taste of the inferior cigar that Ma Zhan smoked before the apocalypse, as the marijuana was inhaled into Ma Zhan's lungs in one gulp, Ma Zhan's mental power suddenly increased, and Ma Zhan could clearly feel that he was more excited.

Ma Zhan took out a bottle of mineral water from the storage warehouse and poured it violently, and then felt that his spiritual power had almost recovered again, and directly jumped down the boundary monument and threw himself at the half-orc in front.

This time, these orcs were no longer interested in horse warfare, and horse warfare directly took the initiative to start the battle, and in less than ten minutes, the number of orcs eliminated by horse warfare reached more than a hundred.

And after the end of the campaign, judging from the experience points gained, it is still halved. But the horse war no longer thinks about this, after all, for the horse war, today's battle is enough to be tangled, tangled, and depressing. On the contrary, the amount of experience became the most secondary.

The middle-aged man who was surrounded was originally when he entered the square, because Ma Zhan's figure was blocked by a half-orc more than two meters high, although he couldn't see Ma Zhan, but he knew that a guy with strong combat power came into the town and was helping him.

But after seeing the half-orcs surrounding him, Ma Zhan climbed to the boundary monument of the town and no longer fought, but observed himself, and began to feel a little disappointed, but seeing the marijuana that Ma Zhan smoked, the middle-aged man suddenly felt a little clear.

At this time, the middle-aged man saw that the horse battle had started the battle again, and his mental strength was immediately displayed, although he did not start the battle against those orcs again, he kicked up continuously to attract the attention of the half-orcs.

Instead, Ma Zhan became the most laid-back person, smoking marijuana while pulling numerous orcs into the battle space.

Half an hour, in the blink of an eye, Ma Zhan came to the middle-aged man's side, at this time, on the square, there were more than 300 half-orc troops wiped out by Ma Zhan, and the remaining sixty or seventy were still under the influence of the middle-aged man's skills.

"It's good to have your help, otherwise I won't be able to support it anymore in a few more nights."

The middle-aged man thanked Ma Zhan very gratefully, and then said, "I hope that the great professional will help kill all these orcs and eliminate the remaining orcs in the town." ”

Ma Zhan nodded, took a puff of marijuana, and rested for a while, until those half-orcs were lifted by the middle-aged man's skill effect, and Ma Zhan once again pulled these half-orcs into the battle space one by one.

After all the orc troops in the square were wiped out, Ma Zhan thought about it and directly chose to trade, originally Ma Zhan wanted to trade some troops to the other party, but the system prompted:

"Special scenarios, no trading."

Ma Zhan was only stunned for a moment, and then nodded, knowing that this must be a special unprompted task, or rather, just an ordinary way to deal with it. Ma Zhan looked at the middle-aged man's special skills, although it was possible to prevent a battle because of the skill, but Ma Zhan was still afraid that the middle-aged man would suddenly die due to an accident.

So Ma Zhan thought about it for a while, and still decided to act with this middle-aged man, under the leadership of the middle-aged man, Ma Zhan cleaned up the half-orc troops he encountered, and at the same time walked side by side with the middle-aged man, going to all corners of the town and houses.

In a small courtyard, on the derrick of a small stone the body of a man, at this time the man was completely disfigured to death, his intestines flowed to the ground, and on the steps of the stone well fell the body of a four or five-year-old boy.

And in the middle of the courtyard, which is only four or five meters away from Shijing, a middle-aged woman of NPC aborigines is surrounded by a group of half-orcs, one of whom is only one half-orc, is riding on the body of the middle-aged woman, and the huge stick keeps inserting and inserting it, and several other half-orcs who are also only one in number are exposing the huge lower body, facing the naked woman, constantly holding the huge with their hands, dangling around.

Looking at this woman, the middle-aged man suddenly let out a loud shout, lifted the demon stick in his hand and rushed towards those orcs, Ma Zhan just sighed slightly, and then pulled the largest number of half-orcs into the battle space, and then ended.

At this time, this name is wheeled, female. Yes, the dry woman, looking quite numb, lay motionless on the ground, allowing the middle-aged man to take off a piece of clothing and cover her body.

These aborigines, dead. It's dead.

The living, still take this system town, this world that originally belonged to human beings, as a world as it should be, still live, still as if they have survived on the earth plane for tens of hundreds of thousands of years, although Ma Zhan can't read their thoughts, but these aborigines, except for some special races, most of them are still human faces.

By the time Ma Zhan and the middle-aged man cleaned up all the orc troops in the entire town, it had already passed the middle of the night, from the afternoon until now.

Looking at the starry night, Ma Zhan just sighed softly, there were only a dozen men alive in the whole town, and all the rest were wheels, women, and women, who were fortunate not to die, or young women.

Still, there are only more than twenty.

The middle-aged man, with a pessimistic and hateful face at this time, looked at the dozen or so aboriginal townspeople around him, looked at Ma Zhan, and was silent and didn't know what to say.

Ma Zhan also didn't know what to say, but there was a heavy feeling in his heart that he couldn't speak.

At this time, Ma Zhan already knew that this middle-aged man was the mayor of the town, and he was the owner of the clover, the mission item of his special mission.

Let's talk about sympathy, in the face of the hundreds of townspeople who died in the whole town, the sympathy at this time seems particularly meaningless.

After thinking about it, Ma Zhan still spoke: "Originally, I came to do a mission, and I heard that you have a special clover!" If this special clover needs to pay for anything to get it, please tell me what you want! Originally, I shouldn't have brought it up at this time after helping you, but I needed it. ”

(To be continued)