My Magic Age

At the beginning, Old Kuru forced me and Kuz to learn the Orc language. At that time, I had to come up with all kinds of excuses with Kuz every day to try to escape the torture. Old Kuru was very strict in teaching. If you didn't follow his rules and memorize the unfamiliar Orc words, he would spank you with a cane, and he would punish you in front of everyone in the team during dinner. I chose to try to remember those unfamiliar Orc words in every class because I was afraid of pain. Kuz was an Orc who wanted to save face. He couldn't take off his pants in front of human women, so he would write down those words even if he gritted his teeth. It was not until later that we knew a lot of Orc words that Old Kuru gradually relaxed on us.

Kuz gradually went out hunting, and when he hunted, I usually had to stay on the back of the Thunder Rhino, sometimes I was bored helping Old Kuru boil medicine, and sometimes I was bored and dazed. At the beginning, when Old Kuru was in a good mood, he would turn out a few books like miscellaneous talks and travel notes for me to read. Slowly, as my reading volume gradually increased, I could recite the words on those parchment scrolls effortlessly. In my spare time every day, I lay on the back of the Thunder Rhino, wrapped in a thick blanket, and read the miscellaneous talks on the parchment scrolls while slowly bumping. The stories on them would describe scenes similar to the Dragon Quest. Although those stories were a bit stereotyped, they would also make me read with relish.

At that time, I had already started to help Old Kuru boil medicine for a while, and later I began to know a lot of magic herbs. I was always in contact with them! I naturally knew them when I was familiar with them. It was also at that time that Old Kuru saw that I was naturally smart and could complete every task he assigned to me very well, so he began to transfer the task of decocting medicine to me. He was also happy to relax. In order to avoid mistakes when decocting medicine, Old Kuru began to encourage me to learn various decoction formulas of those wilderness herbs, and began to give me more professional parchment rolls. Those rolls recorded the habits and characteristics of heavier herbs. I learned very quickly, probably because I had a good memory and rarely forgot the books I read.

(When I was attacked by a group of young dwarf bandits at the exit of the Road of Death, Old Kuru entered my spiritual sea to save me and opened my werewolf blood talent. At that time, I realized that the reason why my memory was so strong was actually because my spiritual power was several times stronger than other children. I had the spiritual sea very early. Those pictures in my memory became old photos and sank into the golden sea. Whenever my memory began to search for them, those pictures would float to the surface of the sea.)

This is why my memory is beyond ordinary people.

Gradually, Old Kuru could no longer give me more simple parchment scrolls to learn. Later, I began to come into contact with parchment scrolls of higher-level magic herbs, which were the books that the orcs relied on for inheritance. Old Kuru did not allow me to take these parchment scrolls out of his tent. I realized that this knowledge was very important to the orcs. I learned some about intermediate magic herbs, such as purple lotus, flame flower, ice grass, etc. Then there were more advanced herbs, such as sun grass, blind grass, ghost mushroom, dream leaf grass, and mountain rat grass. Later I began to learn some knowledge about Warcraft.

On another very old magic parchment, I read such a passage: At the beginning of the expedition to Roland Continent, the demon kings of the Hell Demon Clan rode the Danghu Demon Bird with a wingspan of up to ten miles to attack the entire Roland Continent. Legend has it that the great demons at that time only needed half a month to travel from the east coast of the continent to the Sea of ​​Death in the far west of the continent. This giant bird has no feathers, and its entire fleshy wings are covered with fascia, more like a giant three-headed vampire bat.

In the orcs' books, it is described as a natural enemy of the thunderbird, and it is very afraid of the thunderbird's electric magic. However, this demon bird has an innate and wonderful talent. Whenever it is injured, it will tear the wound infinitely when flying at high speed, so that the wound becomes larger and larger and can never heal. Its talent also came into being to make up for this deficiency. That is, whenever it is injured, it will transfer its injured flesh and blood to another half plane, and slowly heal the wound by absorbing the essence of heaven and earth there. This part of flesh and blood is actually still connected to the body, but it has been transferred away by magic, and a piece of chaotic fog is left at the original wound.

These descriptions once again emerged in my mind. I felt that this Danghu Demon Bird was actually the body of the injured flesh and blood on the wall. It was precisely because there was a one-handed axe embedded in the wound, and this axe must have the magical attribute of "tearing", so this wound has always been difficult to heal, and it has been bleeding all the time. The blood of the Danghu Demon Bird is of course extremely pure demon blood.

I also know that this axe must not be ordinary, otherwise how could it hurt the Danghu Demon Bird, a fourth-level monster that can fight against the Thunderbird? However, looking at the style of this axe, it is more like the battle axe used by some high-level demons. It is covered with gorgeous blood patterns. The entire black axe is a natural excellent weapon.

After seeing the cave monster die under the axe, I had a question in my mind. I was thinking: Why would a cave monster crawl out of the flesh and blood of the Danghu Demon Bird? It is very intriguing?

Everyone sat by the blood pool in this cave and took a short break. Looking at the blood pool that kept rolling and bubbling like a boiling pot, I always felt very uncomfortable in my heart. I always felt that something must be very wrong, but I couldn't figure out what the problem was.

This piece of flesh and blood brought us some pressure, but it was just a piece of flesh and blood after all, and it had no attack ability at all.

This cave was more like the cave monsters that gradually dug it out later. Why did they crawl out of the body of the Danghu Demon Bird and dig such a tunnel? How could the Danghu Demon Bird let these low-level cave monsters drill into its flesh and blood, and then come to this half plane through the wound? The entire half plane was gradually dug out by the cave monsters. If there was no bound poisonous spider that liked to eat cave monsters outside, I think these cave monsters must have spread all over the caves in the mountain.

I don't know what they are looking for?

Is it an internal fight among the demons? That's why the demons' sharp axes chopped on the bodies of the demons. Is it the sharp axe that the cave monsters wanted to sneak in to help the Danghu Demon Bird remove the wound? That's why the cave monster crawled out of the wound of the Danghu Demon Bird, but why didn't the cave monster take the axe after crawling out? Instead, it started digging a cave in the belly of the mountain. This is incomprehensible no matter how hard I try!

I told Ying Li and the others about my thoughts, but it was Lagetis who first discovered the problem and asked me a question that immediately stunned me.

She asked me: "What if it was a high-level demon from the demon clan who injured the Danghu Demon Bird with an axe?"