What Rebella didn't expect was that the knight didn't tie her up or beat her, but just took her to the magical herb garden at the back of the camp, pointed to the monster eggshell hanging on the tree, and asked

"Can you draw the life pattern on this eggshell?"

"No, I'm not a priest of life," Rebella replied truthfully,

"Only Yin Mora will, but I don't recommend you to go to her"

"Why? Did she eat too much? Rand casually made a joke, and took out a notebook from Ribera's cloth bag, and compared it with the planting notes of the half-cow on the top of the notebook, identifying the magic plants.

Rand looked at the notes, while Tania watched the monster eggshells in the trees, and only Sophia and Jonny looked at the half-rabbit people.

"Do you know magic?" Jonny was not interested in magical plants, but he was very interested in the half-rabbit people around him, so he started talking.

"Were you born with red eyes and long furry ears? Why are your ears backwards like this, not upright? The girls were speechless at their questions, and after answering a few of them, they were silent.

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The ground shook again,

"Hey, let her go!" Yin Mora Long Horn, who was more than 5 meters tall, appeared outside the field, wearing a silver cuirass, a thick brown dress underneath, and carrying a long stick more than 6 meters in her right hand.

Watching the half-bull people rushing over, Rand probably knew what kind of pressure the two sons of the white owl and the maned wolf were facing at that time.

This is a literal muscle tank.

"Whoosh" two ground thorns protruded in front of her, Yin Mora subconsciously waved the long stick, and the ground thorns shattered in response, and at this moment Rand had already used the assault to reach behind her.

"Bell~" The long stick that wielded the wind-breaking sound struck the demonic sword, and Rand felt that his sword seemed to hit the rock wall.

Yin Mora just blocked the long sword behind him, and was about to turn around to counterattack, but two ground thorns appeared on the ground, which made her have to be distracted.

"Drink~" The half-bull roared, ready to attack, but in response to her was a half-meter diameter fireball, and when the long stick broke the fireball, she heard a whistle, and then turned around, the knight on the opposite side had already ridden the handsome black-scaled horse.

"Roar ~ roar" The fire emitted a low roar belonging to the monster,

"Moo~" The half-cow man hissed, unwilling to fall to the dark horse. Rand was in a good mood now, and he finally figured out how to use the outgoing fighting energy - sticking to the magic he had released, and after the opponent counterattacked, he could release the magic again at any time, thus interfering with the opponent's actions.

The magic power released by himself has become his own contact point, and the only regret is that he consumes too much magic power and fighting energy, and he has to drink magic potions every time he puts 4 or 5 magic spells.

"Hurry up and let Rebella go, otherwise I'm welcome" Yin Mora didn't expect that the knight in front of him would be able to make a few moves with him, which was much better than the high-level knight in the previous two days.

"Was your ancestor a good Ston FrieslandCampina?" Rand looked at the sturdy Yoon Mora Longhorn and made a joke.

"What?" Yin Mora was asked inexplicably.

"I saw that tiger man friend of yours, he took a strange drug and ate himself to death" Rand really didn't want the tiger man's life, he just wanted to find a sparring partner, and he broke through by himself.

"I know," Yin Mora whispered,

"That guy must have been drugged by someone to kill him."

"As far as I know, he also has a Terran friend in a black cloak, have you seen him?" Rand remembered the mysterious man he had talked to with Blake last night.

"I just beat me to death with a stick outside the camp," Yin Mora sneered,

"That guy asked me to take people and fight with you, or else I will let the nearby nobles wipe out my tribe." Since the clue is broken, there is no need for Rand to be entangled, so he sent out a job invitation: "Actually, my territory needs orcs to grow potions for me, are you interested in joining?" Rand said so lightly that he completely ignored that he had mingled with the opposite two minutes earlier.

He didn't think that the half-bull in front of him would really want to join him, but he had just taken the magic potion and needed a few minutes for him to cast the spell again.

"Are you human nobles like this? If you can beat it, you have to kill it all, and if you can't beat it, you have to pretend to win it over? Yin Mora had just experienced a long-distance run, and he made a few moves with Rand, wanting to take a moment to catch his breath, so he was not in a hurry to do it, and quietly observed while talking, and found the flaws of the other party.

"It's a pity, but you're a rare opponent," Rand took the lead in entering the state, and with a light tap on the horse's belly under his feet, Agni comprehended the wind blade, Rand and Yin Mora fought like this, just to see if Agni could break through the shackles of the primary.

The half-bull man will dodge, Rand has already killed with a sword, and the two gold meet and burst out again, but Rand just passed, and immediately swept another wind blade from the horsetail.

Agni ran more than ten meters, immediately turned around to run, and fired the wind blade again, but the Rand and the half-bull man on horseback just coped with it, just to let the black-scaled horse shoot the wind blade back and forth.

。 After a few confrontations, the half-bull gradually felt that she was being played, and the knight on the opposite side was just using magic tricks to continuously consume her.

As the anger intensified, a dark path of light appeared on the huge Mithril armor on the chest of the half-bull man, and the natural magic patterns belonging to the body surface of the high-level orc priest were running, the eyes were constantly congested, and the strength was increasing rapidly, and he jumped with strength, raising a huge iron rod and smashing it towards Rand.

"Roar~" The fire was also enraged, the original dark red hair continued to surge like flames, facing the behemoth flying over, without fear, in an instant, it stimulated multiple wind blades, and then jumped forward, a large number of wind elements formed an air bubble around it, and the bubbles continued to compress several wind blades and accumulate huge pressure.

When Yin Mora saw that she was about to touch the knight, she felt an invisible whirlpool in front of her, and suddenly a spark appeared in front of her,

With a "boom", the air suddenly exploded, and the air wave lifted her directly out a few meters. The life pattern on the half-cow man's body was constantly running, and as soon as she fell to the ground, her skin injuries were already healed, but the huge explosion made her dizzy and her ears full of roars.

The explosion did not break through the bubbles around Rand, but the burning air flow continued to burn around the bubbles, like a 5 or 6 meter high fire.

At the moment when the fire hit the ground, Rand felt a great sense of pleasure, the surrounding magic power flowed at a high speed, and the fire finally became an intermediate magical beast, and the magic power between people and centaurs gathered together, giving Rand the illusion of being a high-level magician.

The front hooves of the fire continued to point to the bottom, and the wind element under the hooves formed a tiny cyclone, and when the cyclone combined with the wind blade, a slender tornado was formed, and after the rand ignited the flame element, it turned into a fire tornado tens of meters high.

"You... It's in the forest, are you crazy! Yin Mora didn't expect that the knight in front of him would not only be able to carry himself in terms of strength, but also summon a powerful fire tornado, and he was also panicked for a while.

However, the fire tornado did not last long, the flames dissipated first, and the air flow continued to weaken, and when passing by the half-bull man, he could still feel a trace of warmth.