The strength of the spirit hún of ordinary ogres is about the same as that of orcs, and Donald doesn't care about this gain, no matter how small the mosquito tuǐ is, it is also meat, so he still took out the equipment of the spirit hún ball to absorb it. However, the ogre wizard's spirit hún gave him an unexpected surprise, worthy of being the most powerful tribal leader, and he is also a silver strength, despite his limited intelligence, the spirit hún's power is stronger than that of the bronze demon, and he has added nearly two thousand units of spirit hún power reserves to Donald.

Listening to Donald's words, Chris was a little surprised and looked at Donald with strange eyes.

"Lou Ran is a natural spell, Donald, are you a descendant of some powerful being's bloodline?" Donald hurriedly found a reason to explain: "I don't know, maybe my family ancestors also have some warlock blood!" It's just that the elders have all passed away, and they can find a definite explanation. ”

"Yes! It's probably because you have the relationship of the warlock bloodline that you will cultivate so fast in the early stage, and there is no unstable foundation! However, the general warlock bloodline is fire or ice or something, is your innate ability a storm?

It's rare, and sometimes I wonder if you're a powerful creature like a dragon!"

Chris quickly came up with a reason for Donald on his own.

Although a phenomenon like Donald is rare, it occasionally appears among mages, but after reaching the bronze rank, the advantage brought by the power of the bloodline is greatly reduced, and the speed of promotion should return to normal, just taking advantage of a few more talent spells that can be mastered without learning than other mages.

Donald cleverly pushed everything to his own family bloodline, anyway, there was only one descendant left in the Merlinner family, and there was no way to verify it.

And the reason why some ancient families have been able to pass on to this day, in addition to having secret art inheritance, is because their ancestors have the bloodline of powerful creatures, and every one or two generations can appear a genius who awakens the power of the bloodline.

The Merliner family has been documented for at least three hundred years, and who knows what the situation is, and it is not impossible for the Donald to appear.

"Lord Baron, the battle is over, a total of fifty-three ogres have been destroyed, do you want me to take a few people in to see if there are any monsters that have not been destroyed?"

Soon, the battlefield was cleaned, and the captains of the two mercenary groups, Bloodstone and North Wind, came over as representatives to report to Donald as an employer.

"No need, the two captains and my guardian knights should count the number of warriors to destroy the ogre, and after returning to the territory, I can also give you the rewards you deserve according to your achievements!" Seeing that their employers refused their kindness, the two captains could not express their thoughts even if they had some thoughts in their hearts, so they could only act according to Donald's orders.

And Donald hired these mercenaries and adventurers to be only responsible for fighting, and they didn't need to know about the rest.

"Uther stays, Kael'thas, Clinton, George, Bush, you four come in with me!"

Then he turned his head and asked, "Master Chris, what about you?" Chris was looking at the ogre's corpse with interest, and said casually without looking back: "The ogre's den must be stinky, and there is nothing to see, so I won't go with you to join in the fun!"

Donald snorted and walked into the valley with four of his men.

The smell inside the ogre's nest was really very bad, but Donald didn't care about it, and after crossing the ravine at the mouth of the valley and the clearing in the middle, the five of Donald came to the cave where the ogre wizard lived in the heart of the valley.

Donald insisted on entering by himself and did not bring any outsiders, because the first two times he spied through the owl's perspective, he found that behind the ogre wizard's position, there was a neatly cleaned hole, and the lower part of the hole was blocked by two flat stones, except for their leader, not only the kobold could not approach the cave, but even its own kind of subordinates could not enter.

Although the owl's perspective can only look down on the sky, and it is impossible to observe the situation in detail, Donald guesses that this ogre is also like a goblin, and likes to collect some shiny things as treasures and hide them in his nest.

With the strength of these ogres, the treasures they collect are definitely much more valuable than those of the goblins.

If he guessed correctly, then it would be necessary to go in and take a look. Maybe there's something windfalling!

The three Clinton summoned warriors stepped forward to clear the way, moving the two crude stone doors away from the entrance of the cave, and then Kael'thas raised his hand and released a flash of fire, burning up the weeds at the entrance of the cave, illuminating the scene.

The cave that can be inhabited by ogres is naturally not too small, especially the ogre wizard is larger than the average ogre, and the entrance of the cave alone is more than two people tall, which can accommodate three carriages in parallel.

The cave is not deep, it is semi-oval in shape, and it is a large space for Donald and others, but for an ogre wizard, it can only be regarded as a small room. The cave was very clean, and of course it was still stained with some ogres. In addition to the dry grass chuáng bunk used by the ogre to rest, there is also a pile of miscellaneous items inside.

A few of his subordinates quickly counted all the things in the cave, and in addition to some magic cores that were still valuable, there were only dozens of strange stones. If it is exhibited in the past life, it may attract the attention of some strange stone lovers, but for Donald, it is not worth anything at all.

Disappointed, he kicked away a stone in front of him, only to hear the sound of hard metal hitting the stone after it hit the ground.

"No!

The sound sounds a little different from the sound of stones crashing against each other.

"Clinton, George, you two are attacking here!"

Donald immediately ordered his two men to strike twice towards the ground.

After the growth of the past six months, the strength of the three first created summoning warriors has made great progress, and at the same time in daily life, they have not forgotten their own training, at present, Clinton, George and Bush have reached the high level of black iron above the three strengths, among which Clinton has made the greatest progress, and already has the strength of the peak of black iron, only one step away from comprehending the existence of qi, obtaining sword qi seeds, and becoming a bronze powerhouse.

Subverting the well-prepared, well-prepared infantry steel sword produced by the Book of Truth, combined with the strength of Clinton George and the others, the swing sparked on the ground, causing only less than half an inch of sword marks. This came as a big surprise to Donald and others.

Donald stepped forward to take a closer look, and found that this swarthy stone was actually a piece of black iron ore that existed in ordinary rocks, and as far as the eye could see, under the illumination of the light technique, such stone caves abounded.

"Is there a black iron deposit here?"

Black iron is the world's hardest mineral deposit, second only to precious metals such as gold and silver. Because it is an indispensable raw material for forging most weapons. Compared with copper and hematite, which can only make some daily necessities and tools, the texture of black iron is harder and stronger, and it is not without metal that is more suitable for making weapons.

He soon discovered that there was not only black iron as a mineral, but also hematite that was more common than black iron. Hematite is of little value, so it is ignored by Donald.

At most, when mining black iron ore, I will mine some by the way, and give it to some blacksmiths in the territory to build some farming tools or something.

In the end, in addition to the two ores, black iron and hematite, Donald even found a small piece of blue gold ore in it.

"It's actually an associated magic metal mine, and now it's rich!"

In fact, what Donald didn't know was that the root cause of the ogre leader who had always listed this cave as a forbidden place was because the blue gold deposit had inexplicable benefits for it as a spellcaster.

The ogre wizard was originally just a normal, sturdy young ogre who lived with his kind in a nearby forest, and one day it discovered the valley and the cave inside, which became a secret place for him to secretly store food. Ogres have a large appetite and often do not have enough food for the younger and weaker, so storing food is a common habit for them. And unlike humans, ogres are not averse to carrion, so they are not afraid that food will rot.

Because he spends most of the year in this valley and cave, and often warms up in the cave in winter and summer, for many years, the bloodline power in this young ogre's body has been affected by the jī hair of the blue gold demon mine, and he is slowly awakening unconsciously, and one day he is suddenly able to release a spell and gain a powerful ability that surpasses his peers.

When the young ogre became stronger, he became the leader of this tribe, because he subconsciously thought that the cave was good for him, so he ordered the ogres and ogres to move to the valley and take the cave for themselves.

Sure enough, over the years, the power of the bloodline has become stronger and stronger, and it has also mastered more spell abilities.

When the five of them made a surprising discovery in the cave, Donald ordered Clinton to block the entrance to the cave again, and then summoned the two griffons stationed outside the valley and ordered them to stay in the valley and not allow outsiders to approach the cave.

After leaving the valley, the adventurers and mercenaries, except for a few people on guard, had already rested in place to recover the physical strength consumed by the battle.

The strongest man present, Chris, a middle-aged mage, was crouching in front of the mace, a huge weapon left by the ogre, carefully observing, and fiddling a few times from time to time.

Speaking of which, this is not a qualified weapon at all in terms of the shape of a stick cluster, but only a rough blank made of dirt by children. If some master blacksmith sees it, he will definitely scold the guy who made this stick for being a tyrannical thing.

Because the main body of the rod is made of fine black iron ore, if these materials are smelted, it is enough to make ten excellent long swords. And the protrusions and spikes on the surface of the weapon are also made of some rare hard materials embedded into the rod.

Although these materials include metal, stones, and a lot of Warcraft teeth, they are all good materials that can be used to increase the xìng energy of weapons when crafting weapons.

It's such a mace, crooked and twisted by an ogre wizard, like an object in an abstract painting, and the basic stick shape is not available.

"This guy's stick material is good, you want to divide some of it with me when you go back, it's...

"Of course, Chris, I can't get enough of you coming to help, just say what you like!"

Before Chris could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Donald's later words. Although Chris doesn't like to play with those tricks, it doesn't mean that he is a nerd, seeing this, he immediately realized what Donald meant, guessed that Donald must have made a lot of discoveries in the valley, and then thought of one of the rare material components of the mace he identified, and his heart immediately turned to surprise. @。