Legendary Mage

Looking at the wound that healed gradually, Morin remembered the "useless" meditation in those two or three years. He felt that this was an important factor contributing to his "magic body".

Another important factor, Morin thinks it is a hell-like tempering of the body.

It is the combined effect of these two factors that has created today's body. For a time, the path unfolded in front of Mo Lin was not just as simple as upgrading artifacts step by step.

Mo Lin thought that while upgrading the artifact, he should also try to improve his ability of this "magic body", because from the present point of view, his forged body is still extremely useful.

Only thinking about these things will be left for later. The current urgent issue is the crisis of the Gadra tribe.

To say that Moline has left, what he has obtained has already been obtained, and he has also resolved the internal crisis in Gadra.

However, Morin did not do that. Because whether from his heart or his long-term plan, he must help the Gadra tribe to completely resolve the crisis before he can leave here.

Morin looked at his bare body and sighed. He wanted to go out to help the Gadra tribe, at least he had to find a dress to wear.

Thinking of this, Morin walked out along the cave, because he knew that he could meet those dead orc soldiers again. In this case, he could only wear the dead man's clothes.

As Mo Lin walked, he was still thinking about his abilities after upgrading the level 3 artifact.

In addition, through his slow memories of upgrading artifacts, he finally realized that he absorbed more than thirty-six flames.

It’s just how many of them are absorbed, but Mo Lin’s heart has no accurate number. This kind of change is also a worry for Mo Lin at this time, because he does not know what this situation will cause him. influences.

"It's abominable. In addition to the fire element here, where did the extra source flames that I absorbed come from?" Morin thought angrily, especially when he thought of the extremely painful torture during the upgrade. He was angry.

Looking at the lava pool that had calmed down beside him, Morin suddenly thought of the horror monster Magoma.

"Is that the extra source of flame that the guy fell out of after falling into the lava pool?" Morin speculated.

No one could give Mo Lin the answer, and Mo Lin believed his speculation. Mo Lin thought like this while walking, and soon saw three dead bodies lying on the ground.

Looking at the three bodies, Morin was really bitter. The orcs' physique is too tall, and their clothes can't fit on their own. After spending a lot of time, Morin pulled off a male orc's leather pants.

Morin put on the gray-black leather pants, but found that it was not only too long, but also too loose, and it was like a skirt.

It was really inconvenient to wear such trousers. Mo Lin had no choice but to pick up the female orc pants.

Fortunately, the female orc does not have the habit of not wearing underwear, otherwise Mo Linke can see things that should not be seen.

But even so, a naked human boy, just picking a female orc's pants, if this scene is visible to someone, it will inevitably have some evil reverie.

Mo Lin felt that he had done something uncommon in the public, his face was blushing, and he didn't dare to look at the female brown orcs' strong brown thighs, and quickly pulled the pants across the three bodies.

This time wearing the female orc pants, although still a bit fat, but after Mo Lin cut off the grown pants legs with the magic bead blade, the pants are still fit.

The female orc was a shaman, and the leather pants were made of deer skin. The brown deer skin was extremely soft, and there were red runes painted on it. Morin felt very comfortable wearing it.

In this way, Morin wore only a pair of leather pants, barefooted, and ran towards the entrance of the lava cave with bare feet.

Having been out of the hole in Shadow Valley, Moline came outside. At this time, the fire in the Gadra Valley had subsided, and only a small area of ​​flames was burning.

auzw.com Burnt and collapsed buildings were everywhere in the valley, and black smoke plummeted deadly above it, and the whole place was a messy image of the rest of the life.

Morin walked along the road to the gate of the Fortress of Gadra. On the empty ground, in the cracks of the collapsed building, he could see the corpses of countless orc civilians.

The corpses were either burnt, or covered in blood, or fragmented.

The dry blood stains almost paved the ground. If it were not because of the fire, Morin could almost imagine that there must be a scene of corpses piled up in mountains and blood.

But even this kind of scene is not much better. The drums and fighting sounds of the fortress foreign war are still going on; but there is a quiet atmosphere in the valley that makes people feel horrified.

During his march, Morin occasionally saw half-dead orcs. They almost forgot the pain and just hummed hopelessly there.

An orc mother was in the middle of the Valley of Power, holding a coke-like child in her arms, staring straight at the sky with her eyes, and still humming a lullaby in her mouth.

In the late night with such blood stains, this scene penetrated Mo Lin's heart like a sharp cone.

Witnessing the brutal side of the war for the first time, Morin was more worried about the Kingdom of Brazed.

However, war is the right game for high-ranking people. They will not care about the life and death of civilians. Moline wants to stop this kind of war in the world, he must have strong power.

This point, on this special night today, Morin had a more sober understanding.

"In any case, I want to be the person with the most powerful force," Morin made up his mind. "Because, it seems that the so-called fairness and justice cannot bring peace, and the brutality, selfishness and greed of the people will destroy all fairness. And justice. Then, only violence can be used to control violence, and I must stand at the highest point of violence!"

After making this determination, Morin looked out of the fortress again. Flames and explosions continued to sound at the gate of the fortress. The tall, thick stone gate was completely unrecognizable even when viewed inside. It seemed that breaking the gate was almost a matter of time.

However, Morin did not intend to help in the past. After all, he has not yet familiarized himself with the ability of the third-level Esferken Eye. He must have some knowledge of his newly acquired power before going there to help.

At this time, some shaman and soldiers searching for the wounded passed by Mo Lin. None of them disturbed Moline, but every past orc paid tribute to Moline.

Because within the valley, the reason for quelling the war and allowing them to survive is precisely the contribution made by this human being in front of them.

Just after these orcs passed Mo Lin, Mo Lin stretched out his right hand while imagining the flame burning in the palm of his hand.

"puff!"

A mass of crimson flames jumped in his palm almost at the moment Mo Lin thought.

"It seems that you can really use the flame without a spell." Morin muttered to himself, flicking his right hand downward, and the flame went out.

Morin raised his right hand again, looking at the palm and thinking: My body is different from the ordinary magician. It seems that as long as the magic can be cast, the flame can be cast, so can I cast the flame all over my body?

Thinking of this, Morin made another experiment. He looked at his entire right forearm. When he "wowed", the entire right forearm also burned.

Morin can therefore basically determine the first ability of the elementary fire power, but he is a little strange: the text says that the first ability of the elementary fire power can increase the casting speed in addition to casting spells without chanting 20 %, but based on your own performance, the increased casting speed can be much higher than 20%.

"Why is this? Is it because I absorbed more of the source flames?" Morin guessed.

"boom!"

There was another explosion, and Morin saw countless rubble splashing out of the fortress gate in the firelight, which was also mixed with the screams of the orcs.

"There's not much time left, let me go up to see the situation first!" said Mo Lin and ran to the fortress gate.