Warlock War

"A **** will do something to support his own self-respect. There are only two possibilities. One is that he wants to rebel, wants to gain respect and become a new king." Since Doreen is asking this question so persistently, Wang Xu I had to come up with an answer to her, "The other possibility is that he holds a pessimistic attitude towards the future of your race, so his mercenary respects himself and protects himself with wisdom!"

"I guess it's the second possibility. He probably knows that the future of our Snowfield Orcs is not clear, so..." After listening to Wang Xu's guess, Doreen gave her judgment.

"Why do you think it is the second possibility?" Wang Xu, who flew in front of Doreen, glanced back at her and asked inexplicably.

"Because, Cremont’s wife is a well-known prophet in our clan. Although his wife has already died, the prophecy left by a prophet will not disappear because of the death of the prophet. So, I think that Cremont should have got some inspiration from his late wife..." Doreen said her reasons quietly.

"I'm a prophet again. I really don't like them. If everything in the future can be predicted, do people still need to work hard to make progress? I don't think it is necessary. I will all be a prophet. I have the ability to predict. Just know everything, it's hard to die, right!" Wang Xu satirized the profession of a prophet in a very uncomfortable tone.

"Are you jealous of the ability of the prophets?" After listening to Wang Xu's ridicule, Zana, who flew next to Wang Xu, satirized him in a timely manner: "You are so sour!"

"Yeah, of course I am jealous of their abilities. To be honest, I have also referred to the practice books recorded by many prophets, but how come I can't learn it, I'm really angry!" Wang Xu shook his head helplessly. Replied.

"Becoming a prophet requires talent. Our talents are not enough, and it is normal for us not to learn. However, I think we are not more envious of them, because they predict that the future will cost lives, even god-level ones. The lifespan of the prophet is very short, and, even worse, after the death of the prophet, there is no soul left, and there is no possibility of resurrection. It is almost absolute death!" Zana does not think the prophet is good Profession, in her eyes, the prophet is a short-lived ghost.

Just when Wang Xu was about to continue to learn more about Cremont from Doreen, and analyze whether this guy was really stupid or pretending to be crazy, suddenly Doreen, who was running wild, let out a low growl, "Wait..."

"What's the matter?" After hearing Doreen's roar, Wang Xu and Zana in flight stopped their forward trend and asked Doreen, who had stopped abruptly.

"There is an enemy! It's pigheads and kobolds!" Doreen nodded affirmatively.

"Really?" After returning to Doreen, Wang Xu was about to ask her where the enemy came from, but before he could even speak, he smelled the stench of being trapped in the breeze. Qi, this is the peculiar smell of orcs who don’t bathe all year round. The composition of this smell mainly includes two aspects, one is bad breath, and the other is **** smell.

"Listen to the sound, they are coming towards us." The ears of the nomads are the spirit. When Wang Xu, who was already in the middle of the golden core and whose five senses were a hundred times more than ordinary people, could not hear any sound, he Xueyuan half Doreen the orc can already hear the enemy's marching direction, "From the perspective of their marching direction, the troop that came over came out of the river valley. This shows that Anqiluo has already told them the news. !"

"Go, let's see how many people they have come out?" After telling his plan, Wang Xu led the team and set off. However, after walking less than one kilometer, he stopped and threw it out casually. A purple space blade with a large palm.

Just listening to the scream of "Ah...", I saw a kobold spy hiding in the treetops, clutching his chest and fell from mid-air, and slapped heavily on the ground, rolling far away, Really fell out of a dog shit.

"I thought you didn't find him?" Doreen said with a glance at the kobold spy who was twitching on the ground painfully.

"Just the smell of **** on his body, I can smell it one kilometer away, and the sound of his breathing is louder than the clapping of the surrounding leaves. I don't think it would be difficult to find him... "While talking with Doreen, Wang Xu floated to the side of the kobold spy.

"Now, if I ask you anything, you will explain what you want. If you don't follow my request, or if you resist, then I will let you try first..." As he said, Wang Xu violently kicked out. On the lower abdomen of the kobold spy, he was kicked, like an arrow from the string, flew out quickly, and slammed back on the big tree behind him where he originally hid. He bounced back again amidst the cry, and finally fell to the ground like a dog gnawing **** again, his entire face embedded in the floating soil!

"Let's go, where are you from?" Wang Xu asked him cross-legged levitating as he glanced down at the kobold spy who had broken a few ribs.

"Kill me, even if it's dead, I won't say anything...Ah!" The kobold spy, who was already seriously injured and half disabled, roared generously, because he was too emotional when he roared, and It involved the wounds all over his body, so before he finished his "generous statement", he howled in pain!

"I'll leave it to you," Wang Xu, who knew that his questioning was too time-consuming, kicked Zana the task of talking, and ordered: "It's best to find out how many people the enemy comes out of the valley, I know. We don’t have to go over to see this in person, and if this guy is disobedient, then destroy the body..."

"Hmm..." Zana smiled slightly after listening to Wang Xu's instructions, and then she took out her thick and long undead staff with a skull on the top from her space equipment.

Now Zana’s golden undead staff ~www.novelmtl.com~ is no longer comparable. It was originally a staff made of high-level animal bones, and used dragon bones, dragon souls and high-level runes in Wang Xu Under the transformation, it has become an artifact-level equipment that can be passed down.

The most powerful part of this staff is of course not the dragon-bone staff and the dragon blood rune on it, but the skull on the top of the staff that resembles a human skull, which is the skull of a centaur hero. The skull is inlaid with the crystal of this great god, and it also seals his resentful and unwilling heroic soul.

This kind of refining method can double the casting speed of the necromancer using this wand and increase the magic power by 30%. Therefore, this wand should be the most that Wang Xu can create so far. Well equipped, almost on par with Nilu's Emerald Heart Staff.

After seeing the golden resentment lingering in the skull at the top of the staff, despair flashed in the eyes of the kobold spy, and he shouted in his heart: Necromancer, it's over...

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