My Magic Age

I don't know whether I should despair or not. Looking at the death sickle so close to me, the dark red lines on the giant bone sickle are so clearly visible. I was paralyzed all over, and in front of the death sickle, I was like a chicken waiting to be slaughtered. Although I was not afraid of death, when the pale and sharp bone knife was handed to my neck, I actually felt a kind of reluctance, which was a lot of regret.

Sister Guoguo's magic defense shield can block outsiders, but it can't block the death sickle that can tear through the space barrier. It broke in when we were unprepared. I glanced at Sister Guoguo. She had entered a meditative state at this time. At this time, she had no feeling of the outside world. Maybe a little, but she would never think that it was a death sickle that broke in.

I tried to open my mouth and make a little sound to warn Sister Guoguo who was meditating, but my muscles were numb and I couldn't control it at all. I couldn't even make a sound.

There is a strange suction force around the body of the Death Scythe. Maybe ordinary people can't feel it at all. It is a force that will cause all magic elements to disorder. The magic elements in the air gather into silk, forming a subtle vortex to gather magic energy into the body of the Death Scythe. The whole body of the Death Scythe is a natural magic gathering array. It will constantly absorb the magic elements around it. When these magic elements reach a critical point, he has the ability to use the bone sickle to cut a gap in time and space, and drill into it to complete a space crossing.

But when the bone sickle it stretched out was about to touch my cheek, the lightning that tried to find a way out of my body, as if attracted by some kind of power, actually drilled straight out from my forehead, flashing a magnificent arc in the air.

"Zizizi!"

The electric arc was quickly attracted from my body to the Death Scythe. I felt no discomfort except for the burning pain between my eyebrows. However, the Death Scythe that appeared out of thin air seemed to be electrocuted. It trembled all over and fell from mid-air onto the wolfskin mattress in the tent. It was flashing with dazzling electric arcs and a cloud of green smoke came out of the Death Scythe.

The electric arc left my body. I didn't dare to hesitate after recovering from paralysis. I squatted beside the Death Scythe. This time, I stretched out my hand hesitantly and pointed at the twitching Death Scythe. At this time, the water element power on my fingertips had quickly dissipated. When my hand approached the Death Scythe, I felt that it was trembling more violently on the ground. It seemed to be afraid of me!

I think it was because of the lightning power that was released unintentionally that it was afraid of me approaching it. How dare I give it any breathing space? From the brink of death to the chance of survival, I continued to induce the ice in the sea of ​​spirit, and the lightning power hidden in it.

This time, the lightning power in my body was even very short-lived to paralyze me. It came out from the sea of ​​spirit in my head, and the arc passed through my arm, constantly jumping, and was attracted by the death sickle. I clearly saw that the soul fire in its skull eye socket became weaker.

I didn't expect that these ghosts of the undead clan were most afraid of lightning magic. It was wrapped in arcs all over its body. I pulled out the wolf tooth dagger from my arms, and while it was paralyzed and unable to move, I held the wooden handle tightly, and stabbed the sharpest tooth blade into the eye socket of the death sickle, scattering the soul fire everywhere.

Each soul flame is the life source of the undead creature. If the soul fire dissipates, then the undead creature is completely destroyed. Otherwise, even if their bodies are crushed to pieces, as long as their flexible fire is not extinguished, they can still live in the corpse and revive again.

A gray walnut-sized magic core rolled out of the skull of the Death Scythe. This was also a pleasant surprise. I picked it up from the ground and put it in my arms. Only then did I find that there was still a strong water element magic power in my body. The water stone drum totem placed in front of Sister Guoguo had not been activated. When the water element magic power flowing from my fingertips poured into the blue crystal stone drum totem, countless water elements in the air around the stone drum totem condensed together, like small meteors, falling from the sky.

A rain of magic power slowly fell around me and Sister Guoguo. My body was like a dry riverbed being washed by the flood of the rainy season. The rich magic power instantly filled my body. I saw Sister Guoguo's breathing became rapid, just like a traveler who had been thirsty in the desert for three days and suddenly fell into a rushing river. She suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the crystal stone drum in front of her in surprise.

Sister Guoguo slowly woke up from her meditation state, raised her eyes and looked at me in surprise and asked: "Is this yours?"

I nodded quickly and explained: "This is the stone drum of the orc shaman!"

"When I was in the first grade of the Magic Academy, I saw it in the Encyclopedia of Magic. I remember that my instructor asked us to memorize the functions of each magical artifact. At that time, when I looked at the thirty-six books in front of me, the average size was one foot. This is a thick magic encyclopedia. We, the newly admitted magician apprentices, even thought of memorizing these thirty or so magic books. Maybe we would be so old that we would die. !" Sister Guoguo extended He gently stroked the stone drum totem in front of him and said to me with a smile: "This is the first totem used by junior orc shamans and witch doctors, because at this time they have just formed the magic core, magic power and spirit in their brains. The power is still very weak. At this time, the shamans and witch doctors can only use these stone drums to release their skills. But having said that, the shamans and witch doctors still have to rely on close combat in the early stage, and their magic can only assist them! fighting!"

"How come you have this thing? Oh, I remember, you told me that it was a gift from the orc elders of the Gurudin Council of Elders to you and Qige, right! But, why do I feel like this? The magic effect on the face stone drum is on. The magic power in my magic pool recovers very quickly. When I meditated in the past, I could not recover at such a fast speed! The speed of mana is twice as fast. Just wait for me for a while, and I should be fine soon!" Sister Guoguo knew that the situation outside was urgent, and she didn't want to talk in detail. She said her words like pouring beans, and she didn't plan to ask me. Why do I use the Stone Drum Totem? In her opinion, my teacher is Old Kuru. If I can learn the first spell, I should naturally learn the second and third. Being able to use the Stone Drum Totem of the Orcs shouldn't be difficult for me, but my timing was just too good.

She had released her meditative state before because she felt a big change in the tent and was worried about me. She saw that I actually took out a stone drum totem in order to help her restore her magic power, and used The orc shaman method was activated to help her quickly recover her mana. Naturally, she refused to miss the opportunity and quickly entered meditation again.

Her eyes casually fell on the gray-white death scythe skeleton in the corner of the tent. In an instant, her glasses became extremely sharp. At the same time, a ball of water gathered in her hand, and she stared nervously at the long-dead body. Dropped death scythe.

I quickly said: "Sister, don't be afraid, he is dead!"

I didn't hide anything, and told Guoguo the process of killing the Death Scythe. A series of incredible things made Sister Guoguo dizzy. She gently stroked the newly healed wound on my forehead, and the light red scar was not yet completely healed. disappeared, but the place on my arm that was scorched by lightning was still stubbornly healing.

I even took out the magic core in my arms and showed it to Sister Guoguo like a treasure, and she finally believed it.

"According to your statement, in the last battle, you were a blessing in disguise. A large amount of lightning power was sealed in your body? Do you mean that you can release lightning instantly?" Sister Guoguo held her forehead with one hand. asked.

I thought about it carefully and then said to her: "From another perspective, it's like this."

"Jia, I really want to know what you and Kuz did in the Beilu Wasteland. We haven't seen each other for more than two months, okay!" Sister Guoguo took a deep breath, then pointed outside and said: "Then you have a tribe, and you have a huge Agui beast riding on it, carrying You always have endless magic scrolls wandering around in the wilderness. When you encounter something difficult to solve, you just throw a magic scroll at it. Each scroll is worth about a gold coin. In these battles like this, you never rely on strength. I think they were all made with gold coins.”

I retorted to her in a low voice, but even I couldn't conquer this reason: "Sister, this is war."

He had no choice but to throw out the family card and said, "Fortunately, Azi and I are lucky enough to survive every time. Isn't that great?"

"If I had known you had so many clever ideas, we should have returned directly to Sloit Province. No matter what clever idea you came up with, there is no need for my sister to follow the adventure group to eat and sleep in the wilderness. This time when we go back, we will go to Orli Anna’s Magic Shop buys Susu the best prosthetic limb. The kind that allows her to run freely like other children!" Sister Guoguo sighed, looking at the stone drum totem in front of her, and said: "The orc people are very concerned about this thing, and generally never spread it to the outside world. It is said that, There are only a few collections of such things in the Imperial Academy of Magic!"

"Is it valuable?" I asked curiously.

When Sister Guoguo saw that I was looking at money, she rolled her eyes at me angrily and said, "You like yellow-orange gold coins so much? This is not the character that a magician noble should have! The stone drum totem is Although I don’t know the value, according to my teacher, this thing is very valuable for research and is very helpful for understanding and studying the inheritance of the shaman lineage!”

"So it's valuable?"

I have always liked to use money to measure things in my previous life. This habit is very bad. In this world, a noble noble with status cannot reek of copper. Moreover, magicians I don’t like yellow-orange gold coins either. What circulates in the magician’s world is magic crystal.

Of course, when I was talking nonsense like this, Sister Guoguo had already ignored me and entered a meditative state. She saw that I had enough self-protection ability, so she put down her worries and was a little worried about Kuz outside the tent, but she immediately felt that this worry was very unnecessary, because there were Qiangbahe and Viru outside, and Az should be fine.

Sister Guoguo's magic barrier was like a copper bowl, trapping me in the tent, and I couldn't get out.

It was too boring to wait for Sister Guoguo, so I could only pour out the copper peas in my leather bag and wipe them carefully. Through the gaps in the tent curtain, I could see that the beastwoman warriors had begun to stand in rows on the earth wall, and a group of orc supervisors in the mining field were still directing the gray dwarf slaves who had removed their shackles. They kept rushing up the earth wall and running down. Unfortunately, it was too far away and I couldn't see it clearly.

I lay helplessly at the entrance of the tent, trying to see the battle outside. I could clearly feel the ground shaking. It seemed that the swamp zombies had begun to launch a general attack. I looked back at Sister Guoguo. She was still like a beautiful sculpture, sitting there motionless.

... Beautiful dividing line ...

When Sister Guoguo took me out of the tent, she cast an ice shield on me in a flash. Her worry was not unreasonable. The whole camp was like a pot of boiling water, and there were busy orcs everywhere. A row of beastwoman warriors stood majestically on the earth wall, holding short spears in their hands and watching the corpse tide on the other side, without any fear.

More than 200 beastwoman warriors were scattered on the earth wall. To be honest, they did not show the advantage in numbers. There were at least nearly a thousand swamp zombies gathered outside the camp. I didn't know how many swamp corpse kings gathered in those dim places, but it seemed that these corpse kings did not dare to show their heads. They should have been scared by Viru's hidden arrows. These swamp zombies have already acquired elementary intelligence and have learned certain strategies. This sea of ​​corpses tactic is very restraining to orcs. Most of the warriors in the orc tribe advocate fighting to the death, and against these zombies, fighting to the death is destined to be swallowed by the sea of ​​corpses.

The orc supervisors in the mining field have been accustomed to their fighting style in the battle with swamp zombies, so they dug such a deep trench before the battle. Those ordinary swamp zombies rushed up in groups like dumplings and fell into the wide trench. The iron spikes at the bottom of the trench could not pierce the thick skin of the zombies, but they would make the zombies fall into the bottom of the trench. Too many zombies fell in and they would be in a ball. The iron spikes in the trench would restrict their activities. These swamp zombies are extremely powerful. Whenever they struggle violently, they will accidentally stab the iron spikes into the bodies of other swamp zombies.

The trenches have not yet been filled with swamp zombies, because the zombies that keep falling into the trenches will be pulled out from the bottom of the trenches by several gray dwarf slaves working together with several meters long iron hooks. The beastwoman warriors waiting on the earth wall will mercilessly pierce the heads of the struggling swamp zombies with their magic antelope horn short spears. Those swamp zombies whose soul fires are very weak will soon die completely. The gray dwarf slaves behind will immediately drag the swamp zombies on the earth wall to the camp and pile them into a huge pile of corpses.

The gray dwarves cleared these swamp zombies from the trenches, and the swamp zombies behind continued to pour into the trenches. Originally, this was a trick that the orc supervisors in the mining field came up with to resist the swamp zombies. Unexpectedly, it would have such a good effect when used in our camp. There are two reasons. First, each of the beastwoman warriors in our tribe has a short spear that can easily pierce the hard skin of the swamp zombies. Secondly, the gray dwarf slaves who were responsible for the dirty and tiring work finally had enough food. The trenches they dug were wide enough, and the speed of pulling the swamp zombies was fast enough, so that the trenches around the camp seemed to never be filled.

The swamp zombie kings had been lurking in the dark and dared not show their heads, but with a few low roars in the dark, the scattered and disordered swamp zombies finally stopped one after another. They gathered together as much as possible and slowly rushed towards the camp. It can be seen that this time, they are ready to fill the trenches.

The tall figure mixed in the zombie group finally appeared again, and dozens of swamp zombie kings followed the back of the zombie group and slowly revealed their figures.