Warrior talent, can it be improved?

Hearing this, Sandru put down the giant axe in his hand with a mocking expression on his face. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Kragg's dull eyes suddenly lit up, and he stared at the boy and asked, "Three times the talent, enough to meet the standard of genius, boy, you seem to be very dissatisfied!"

Mondo was expressionless, tilting his head and pouring the rest of the wine down his throat.

At this moment, both Kragg and Talk felt in a trance that this mixed-race teenager seemed to have experienced vicissitudes.

As for the drink, many adult orcs don't even smell it. But this young man, like many human beings, drank wine with a taste of drinking to drown his sorrows. This kind of drinking temperament calmed the two old orcs at once!

Of course, they don't understand what a distant goal Mondo has in mind.

Triple talent, which can be called a genius for an ordinary orc, means that Ironclad can become a blade warrior, and even hope to go further.

However, from the first day he arrived on the continent of Karen, he saw his mother standing alone in the midst of a magical storm, fending off ice, fire, and thunder, while his father, the great Gesar, was seriously injured and had to flee with him.

He wants to find his human mother, he wants to uncover the dark curtain of this matter, and he wants to find the enemy, blood for blood, tooth for tooth.

To do these things, it is not enough to have three times the talent, and it is not enough to plug the gaps.

"Is there a way to improve?" Mondo continued.

Old Tark choked on a sip of old wine and coughed desperately. He bared his fangs and sneered, "Boy, triple talent, our two old guys were at this level back then, and you are not satisfied." ”

"Do you have to be like you, nesting in a ravine for the rest of your life?"

"Ha-ha-ha-ha!"

The two old orcs looked at each other, and instead of the slightest annoyance, they laughed so loudly that they almost burst into tears.

"Bastard, do you know who he is?" Tark smiled, pointing to the berserker wrapped in a bearskin, "Ten years ago, the name Bloodaxe Kragg was louder than Gesar in the tundra wasteland, and it was ...... then"

"Talent doesn't determine a warrior's future achievements," Kragg interrupted the old blacksmith and said calmly, "As far as I know, Millega is also a triple talent! Now, he's one step away from the Sword Master, but I'm a waste. ”

"Father, you're not a wasted person. Sandru roared.

"Don't be discouraged, old fellow, all you lack is a battle song to advance to the Iron Blood, and when Millega returns, there must be a way. Tatar said.

It turned out that they were looking for Millgar for the sake of the war song! Mondo immediately understood that it was no secret that the orc civilization was once shattered, and many war songs had lost their inheritance.

"For orcs, endless battles are the only way to increase their strength, and no matter how talented they are, they are not worth showing off. Cragg continued, "However, it's not impossible to improve your combat talent. ”

"It's just, it's hard to do!" Cragg looked at the young man's persistent eyes, shook his head, and said to the blacksmith Tarke, "Old fellow, come on!"

"It's all in vain!" said the old man, taking a leisurely sip of wine, baring his fangs, "well, I'll tell you to die." ”

The orc's combat talent is related to three factors, the first is his bloodline potential, which is a necessary condition, and most of it is related to his own bloodline; the second is the killing intent in his heart, the stronger the killing intent, the more complete the rage stimulated; and the third depends on his physique, how strong the backlash can withstand.

Of these three factors, the first is an innate necessity. If the bloodline potential is not enough, everything is not to be discussed.

The second condition seems simple. Killing intent can be linked to anger, and the greater the anger, the stronger the killing intent. And the rage value, which can be increased with the help of the Berserker's battle cry, is not difficult to achieve.

The problem is that after the little orcs fall into a rage, they have already gone crazy, and if they increase the level of rage again, they will go completely crazy and will not wake up even if they don't wake up.

Therefore, killing intent is actually a talent at the spiritual level, half of which is determined by innateness, and the other half can be improved by honing the will.

As for the third condition, physical fitness, it can be completely made up for the day after tomorrow, and all that is needed is time and wealth. However, each of those potions that permanently strengthens the body is priceless, and the poor clanging orcs, let alone eating, can't see it.

If all three conditions are met, the cost is obviously incalculable.

After he finished speaking, he bared his fangs and said in a mocking tone, "Boy, if you are the son of Grand Chief Gesar, maybe he can help you. ”

In the eyes of many people, Gesar is in a high position, and his son must be well-fed. Only Mondo knew that Gesar was more ruthless to his sons than outsiders, and the two sons he had with his orc wife were sent to the training camp early, joined the army after graduation, and are still bleeding blood on the battlefield.

However, with these three conditions, Mondo feels that there is a chance that it is worth trying. At least, as the son of Gesar and a direct descendant of the king of the Frostwolf Clan, there is no doubt about the hidden potential in his bloodline.

Although talent can't determine the future, but what if the talent is high enough!For example, on the first day of the training camp, Grush, who was eight times talented, was known as the successor of the Sword Master.

"Sandru, let's go home!"

The Berserker's words interrupted Mondo's thoughts. Sandru wielded a giant axe, bared his fangs, and smiled, "Uncle Tarke, I took this axe with me!"

"Take it, and use the extra iron ore as a labor fee. ”

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Sending off the Clage father and son, Tark threw an axe on the wooden table, which was none other than Mondo's small standard battle axe.

"I've never seen such a tattered tomahawk, boy, does it make sense to fix it?" said Tarke.

"Uncle, yesterday's promise, today I want to go back on it?"

"Being able to destroy a tomahawk like this only means one thing - it's not for you!" Tark played with the notch in the axe's blade, baring his fangs, "I have a better suggestion. ”

"Bang dang!"

Another tomahawk was thrown on the table. It is a standard battle axe, one cut longer than a small one, with a wider blade, and generally weighs between forty and eighty kilograms.

"Fifty kilograms of standard tomahawks, if you can pick them up, I'll give them to you. Tatar said boldly.

The axe was so well made that Mondo picked it up and tried his hand at it, slashing left and right with great force, and there was no doubt that the efficiency of cutting down trees was at least doubled.

The tomahawk was still a little heavy, the same feeling it felt when using the small tomahawk two months ago. It's only been two months, and the little battle axe is already so light that it's not easy to handle, and this kind of cultivation speed is definitely terrifying.

Although it is heavy, once you fall into a rage, weight is not an issue.

"Uncle, I'm not a child, what do you need me to do just say!" Mondo picked up the standard tomahawk and refused to put it down.

"Ha-ha-ha!"

Talk laughed and poured two more glasses of wine, "Actually, it's nothing, help me send something to Boulder Village, you have a wolf, it's convenient to go anywhere." The uncle was lame and couldn't walk. ”

The storm at Razor Ridge has indeed made transportation a big problem. However, running errands and delivering letters can get a tomahawk as a reward, and Mondo can't believe that there is such a good thing.

For Boulder Village! A map immediately came to his mind, the village of Razor Ridge, the northernmost village of Stubborn Stone, and the other villages are all in the south, if you ride a wolf, you can reach it in half a day.

Mondo hurriedly stretched out his hand and said, "Bring it, I'll send it over now." ”

"Don't worry, I need an ice crystal tree before I do this! According to our previous agreement, you will have to move a tree back in the next few days. Tatar said unhurriedly.

It turned out that the uncle was in a hurry to ask for the ice crystal tree! Mondo was completely relieved, and he didn't dare to say anything else, cutting down the tree was not a good thing.

"Boy, this is not easy!" said Tark Yoyo, "Storm Canyon, where the ice crystal trees grow, is the forbidden place of Razor Ridge. ”

Forbidden Land?Mondo had the razor ridge map in his head again, and there were several places on it, marked with a fork.