Rune Master?

Hearing this title again, a trace of doubt crossed Golon's heart, but he still nodded in response:

"For the glory of the Empire. ”

The two ogres then continued to guard without squinting, and Goron felt the fluctuations of magic from the marks on their bodies, but he could not ask questions, so he could only walk towards the interior of the temple with questions.

Walking on the road, Goron's heart was a little apprehensive, for the ogre of the Goria Empire, he was not only an outsider, but also an alien in the soul, and now he was facing the top spellcaster of this group of ogres, in the face of mysterious magic, would he be exposed?

Walking through the passage of the temple, Goron finally came to the location of the altar in his memory.

In order to accommodate the ogre's huge door, it looked very small in the face of the exaggerated size of the temple, so Goron could only faintly see a few figures on the altar platform.

There was a pause in the doorway, but Goron stretched out his foot and stepped inside.

Suddenly, as the body entered the altar, the characters in Goron's mind suddenly lit up, and he only felt that his soul was stripped of his body, ** out of control.

Watching himself slowly walk up to the altar, an old voice sounded from the platform:

"Outsider, it seems that you have not kept the virtue of time. ”

Goron's heart was shocked, and the loss of control of ** and the fact that his identity was revealed made his heart panic.

But at this moment, he himself suddenly opened his mouth:

"The demon hasn't come yet, has he?"

At this time, Goron had already boarded the platform, and on the huge platform, more than thirty two-headed ogres formed a circle, standing in front of the totem, which was all focused on his body, invisible but like a substantial pressure enveloping his body.

Among them also had different skin tones, but the most eye-catching one was standing directly in front of Goron, a huge white ogre, who was remarkable that he had only one head.

It didn't mean that he was an ordinary ogre, but that he was near the top of his left shoulder, empty, with a hideous scar on his left side of his neck.

I lost a head.

I don't know if it's because of the injury, although this ogre has a magical aura like an ocean, it gives Goron an extremely weak feeling.

At this time, the one-eyed on his right looked at him calmly.

Goron never thought he would be able to see such an intelligent gaze on the ogre's face, and just as he hesitated, his head spoke on its own:

"Why, Prophet of Goria, you have given a head of your own just by peeking at that being, so that you can believe my word?"

The ogre prophet sighed, stretched out his right hand, and held a very delicate stone staff, the simple appearance of which was unremarkable, if it were not held in the hands of this prophet, it would be an inferior handicraft.

He let go of his palm, and the stone staff rose out of thin air, then drifted towards Goron.

The body stretched out his hand and caught the stone staff, and the moment he touched the stone staff, Goron felt something shatter in his head, and sank into his mind, the healing totem and magic crystal had disappeared, and with the words "Golon" as the center, countless hieroglyphs were distributed around like stars.

Turning his head and looking around the altar, Goron noticed that the expressions on the faces of the other two-headed ogres were different, sadness, anger, doubt, unwillingness, hatred, worship, all kinds of expressions, even the two heads on the same body, even with different expressions.

But no matter what kind of expression he looked, no one except the prophet spoke out loud.

"I didn't think you would give me the Staff of Runes. ”

"No one would easily surrender the foundations of an empire to others, but ogres are different. ”

The prophet's voice was calm.

"You suddenly came out of the void and told us that the devil was coming, that the end was coming, and that no one would be gullible enough to believe such a madman. However, unlike Goria, for thousands of years, except for the ogre who touched the path of runes, there has never been an alien ogre who has been as wise as you. ”

"As long as it is a wise ogre, it is the most valuable treasure of this race. ”

"So, no matter how different we have attitudes towards you, we will believe in you in the face of fate. ”

"The Goria Empire is the only hope for ogres, everything is for the glory of the empire!"

Goron felt like he was smiling, but he couldn't laugh, as an acquired outlier, the sensitive and chaotic topic of race made his heart flutter.

"You are very wise indeed, prophet. ”

The body was silent for a moment, and then everyone stopped talking, and under the gaze of the gaze, Goron slowly walked to the center of the altar.

As Goron stopped his steps, the two-headed ogre mages also moved, the magic thickened in the air, and all kinds of words in Golon's mind appeared on their bodies.

This mysterious writing, as they call it, runes.

All the ogres were empty-handed, they closed their eyes, and under Goron's perception, each ogre poured out mana fluctuations that were enough to crush himself, as in the previous scene, gathered along the magic array on the ground to the center of the altar, that is, his own body.

The huge amount of magic poured into his body, and Goron couldn't control his body, but he had some vague guesses, so he just watched the scene in front of him quietly as a bystander.

However, although he was a spectator, with the infusion of magic, Goron only felt that he had endless power, and with a little force, he could easily crush the entire temple to pieces.

The world has also become completely different, as if it has both macroscopic and microscopic vision, and under this contradictory perception, the world has become clear, dust, particles, and spell energy are all clearly perceived by Goron.

In the afterglow, a strong blue light lit up, and at this time, Goron felt that his body could no longer wrap the magic in his body, and he began to merge with the world.

Looking down slightly, Goron was surprised to find that his legs had disappeared at some point, replaced by a blue ball of light from which the light emanated.

Is this energy-oriented?

However, without answering this question, both himself and the two-headed ogre mage of Goria, were intently immersed in this mysterious ritual.