Chapter 148: Half-Beast Werewolf (Three More Votes!)

(Today's third update, ask for collections, ask for recommendations, ask for evaluation...... Wood is going crazy.................. Huh!)

The thirteen half-wolf knights were all tall and very strong, not much better than those bloody gladiators, and they all spoke the lingua franca of continental humans fluently, and if you didn't distinguish them carefully, you couldn't even tell that they were half-orcs.

For Lear, the mysterious great magician, although Wolf Sword was obsessed. He couldn't tell what level of mage Lear was, his mage robe was black, and he didn't wear a mage badge. However, some powerful magicians don't care about the so-called magician title.

They had seen Lear clean up the terrified green scale bee with a single move, how could an ordinary magician be so powerful?

On the one hand, he made friends, and Lear also wanted to learn about the situation in the Plains of Doom as soon as possible through the half-wolf knight.

"Sworth, have you ever seen a wolf-riding knight like you in the Doom Wasteland, a goblin wolf knight......" Lear asked, since he was separated from the goblins, he only heard the Goblin Court say that the Goblin Court was in the Doom Wasteland, but he didn't know where it was?

The half-wolf knight's thick brows shrugged, and he thought for a while before saying, "Your Excellency, Honorable Magician, there are no other wolf cavalry in the Doom Wasteland...... Except, of course, our half-wolf cavalry......"

Through Sword, Lear learns that it is not easy to train wolf riders, and that the mounts of half-wolf cavalry are often siblings who have grown up with knights.

Not every half-orc born will smoothly evolve into a Chengren form, and for half-werewolves, usually three to five offspring will be born in one litter, but often only one evolves into a half-werewolf, the others are still orcs, and even atavistic to become giant wolves!

These grown wolves became half-orcs and orcs mounts! In other words, their mounts were often their own brothers......

Lear was shocked, and was immediately impressed by the werewolf mounts.

And Sword and the others quietly looked at the Silver Wolf King under Lear, and their hearts were also full of awe, only a powerful magician could subdue such a powerful demonic beast!

"There are no other wolves to ride...... Isn't there a goblin wolf to ride in the Wasteland of Doom?" Lear pondered.

"Goblin Wolf Rider?" Swood exclaimed in surprise, "We've heard of their existence, but we've never seen them!" Goblin Wolf Rider is the elite of the Goblin Court, and has always been mysterious, maybe return to our station and get some news from the Grand Wizard......"

Lear pondered for a moment, the main task now is to enter the Mogan Mountain in the Sizaro Mountains, and follow the map to find the "Great Thousand Heart Fire", he really doesn't have much time to find the secluded and explored, if it is really okay, he would like to enter the orc and half-orc world to explore.

"Moganshan, respected magician, our savior, are you really going to that dangerous place?" the orc was taken aback, and said, "I heard that it is one of the forbidden places on the mainland, and countless people have entered it to explore, but less than one can come back alive, and many of them have become crazy after returning......"

One of the Forbidden Places?This was the first time Lear had heard of this, and he had been a knowledgeable Gandalf before, and Master Dardanelle had never said anything about the dangerous places of the Sizaro mountain people.

Where is there a place in the orc country that is not dangerous? The orc country not only has rude and barbaric orcs, but also powerful magical beasts!

Lear laughed and said, "Sword, what's so dangerous there? Is there any powerful magical beast?"

"No, no, my lord, you've heard of the 'Sleeping Lands'! Their guardians, the Scorpions, the Medusa Serpents, live there, guarding the Sleeping Lands from being disturbed by humans, and anyone who ever goes there will be cursed and thrown into confusion and madness until they die miserably......" Sword said with a palpitation.

Lear couldn't help but shudder, he didn't expect that the strange fire was hidden in such a terrible place! But at this point, he was going to go on even hard, and the purpose of his trip was penance, and if he only went to a safe place, penance would be meaningless.

There is a saying that "knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, I prefer to go to the tiger mountains", Lear believes that with a technique that does not exist in this world, he is in danger, and it is not too much of a problem to retreat.

Seeing that he could not dissuade Lear, Sword had no choice but to say: "My lord, it is not too far ahead, it is the resting place of our werewolves, please go there and add it, listen to the opinion of our high priest, there is nothing bad in all, and we will repay you for saving your life." ”

Lear nodded, and galloped forward with the half-wolf horse.

With the deterrence of the wolf riders, those wandering orcs and goblins avoided them from a distance, and did not dare to follow them anymore.

The speed of the half-orc wolf cavalry was no slower than that of the human cavalry, and after galloping for two hours, about one or two hundred kilometers, Lear and his party came to the front of the towering mountains. A very large half-orc camp was unfolding in front of them.

"Here, Lord Lear, this is our camp, this is the branch of the Great Black Mountain, because we werewolves live here, so this mountain is also called Werewolf Mountain!"

Lear was taken aback, he only knew that the Warcraft Forest was very vast, but he didn't expect it to stretch from the west of the continent to the northwest, almost across the entire continent.

The rough logs enclose a square city gate, although it is not as fine as the human city, but the werewolf camp is still very strong, the square high city gate hangs the skulls of all kinds of beasts and monsters, and you can vaguely see the thick fence drenched in black and purple blood, I don't know if it is orcs or those beasts.

Strips of tattered and dirty cloth fluttered in the wind on the sturdy fence, showing a strange scenery of ancient and wild wilderness, and he looked closely to see that these thick wooden stakes with tattered strips of cloth were different from other fences, they were all totem poles carved with crude wolf head statues and stained with blood!

A group of tall and strong orcs wearing thick leather robes and carrying stone mallets and stone axes patrolled back and forth, and occasionally one or two orcs wearing leather armor and holding weapons and bows and arrows were also rusty and tattered, and you can imagine the rudimentary weapons and equipment of the orcs.

"It's Sword!, you bastard, how can you bring humans in from the outside, you must know that humans can be mortal enemies of our orcs!" A thick and rude shout came from the city wall: "Go any further, and I will shoot you for violating the iron rule that you are not allowed to bring strangers into the camp, hahaha......"

A burst of wild laughter came from the city, and Smith's face suddenly turned ugly: "Damn, how did you meet this idiot!"