It is both a secret realm of time and a secret realm of space.
The four seasons of dawn and dusk form a system of their own.
The bamboo forest courtyard is elegant and clean.
Double-storey villa with white walls and red tiles.
Downstairs is the dining room and living room, and upstairs are eight bedrooms.
Allen and his three female companions live here.
One of the empty bedrooms was transformed into a laboratory by Allen, used to prepare various pharmaceuticals.
The room was filled with a strong medicinal fragrance.
Allen sat at the table, skillfully playing with various potion bottles.
Teacher Shiva sent Renee to send a complete set of medicinal materials.
For age-freezing agents, the medicinal materials are difficult to obtain and the refining process is even more difficult.
Many potion masters spend their entire lives unable to practice even one potion.
It only took Allen two weeks to successfully prepare the first age-freezing agent!
During the deployment process, we did encounter many technical difficulties.
Just pretend to solve the problem, and if you can't solve it, crack it violently.
Just spit it in, and the ratio of heat, purity and temperature, and the role of the king and his ministers are all clouds.
All the medicinal materials must be obedient and move by yourself!
Allen injected the first medicine by himself to test its efficacy.
The Taotie system gives real-time feedback:
Life extension + 10-year beauty preservation, perfectly in line with expectations!
Starting today, until today 10 years later.
He will always remain 18!
Allen ran out of medicinal materials and refined a total of thirty tubes of age-freezing agent.
The yield rate is, of course, 100%.
One of them is dedicated to Master Shiva.
Sisters, An Qi and Renee, who are closer to the water, get the moon first, and each of them gets a branch, adding ten years of beautiful and beautiful youth.
Some of the remaining age-freezing agent was given to relatives and friends.
Allen saved the rest first and could use it as a bargaining chip when making deals with others in the future.
In addition to age-freezing agents, Allen is also studying the blood essence extracted from the body of the ogre wizard Akuma.
The function is equivalent to a "bloodline awakening agent".
Allen injected himself with a dose, and then opened the system page to check the changes in the bloodline pedigree.
As expected, the "Ogre Wizard" bloodline appears in the pedigree list with a purity of 3%.
The purity of the bloodline essence extracted from the poison glands is always directly proportional to Allen's warlock rank.
3% blood purity is only an inferior qualification and cannot be integrated with Allen's poisonous leopard blood.
In order to fuse the bloodline, the former must be purified to 7% to meet the standard of "superior qualifications".
This work cost Allen 2 points of potential.
Then, I had to spend another 3 points of potential to fuse the poisonous leopard man bloodline and the ogre wizard bloodline.
Fortunately, Allen has more potential reserves. After spending 5 points, there are still 11 points left.
The new bloodline formed by the fusion was named "Poison Wizard".
The potential upper limit of the Poison Demon Wizard's bloodline is definitely higher than that of the Poison Demon Leopard Man!
Akuma, the ogre wizard, can reach level five.
The enhanced version of the ogre wizard bloodline that Allen himself fused can reach at least the sixth level.
Another advantage of the poisonous wizard bloodline is that it has stronger spellcasting ability.
In addition to poison and animal transformation, there is also a chance to awaken other types of magic.
Of course, these are just theoretical deductions.
You won’t know until you try it!
With full expectations, Allen closed his eyes and concentrated, entering the meditation world of the poisonous wizard.
In the vast bloodline galaxy, there is no tributary belonging to the "Poison Demon Wizard".
Allen was not surprised by this.
The Poison Devil Leopard Man bloodline was created out of thin air by him.
How could the poisonous wizard fused with the poisonous leopard man have a ready-made ancestral spirit?
There is no poisonous sorcerer ancestral spirit, it doesn't matter.
Just like when he used the ancestral spirit of the leopard man to replace the poisonous leopard man, he can bring in the ancestral spirit of the ordinary ogre wizard and play the "borrowing a chicken to lay an egg" routine again.
As long as your luck is not too bad, you can still awaken the poisonous wizard bloodline!
…
Allen's fused ancestral spirit lived thousands of years ago.
It was an era when heroes and wars raged together!
The "Holy Griffin Empire" founded by humans is only one of the seven major forces on the continent.
In addition, there are six major forces including the "Elf Court", "Orc Tribe", "Swamp Alliance", "Dark Dungeon", "Parliament of the Undead" and "Giant Court".
The major forces unite horizontally and vertically.
They attack each other and fight endlessly.
Long-term wars have brought suffering to the people and objectively promoted progress in the military field.
All major forces have established a complete combat readiness system.
There is a mature system including the recruitment, training and promotion of military merit.
The major forces and various types of troops are usually divided into levels 1 to 7.
From a human perspective, militiamen who have received reserve training and are equipped with spears and crossbows are considered first-level arms.
Apart from serving as cannon fodder, it is hard to expect it to be of any greater use.
Veterans with rich actual combat experience and astute marksmen can be counted as second-level arms.
Griffons and giant eagles domesticated by humans are third-level arms.
Priests who are good at medical magic and brave and fearless knights all belong to the fourth-level arms.
The advancement of the two, the Grand Priest and the Paladin, are counted as fifth-level arms.
Huge war machines, such as magic airships and constructed combat vehicles, as a combat unit, are regarded as level six arms.
Finally, the Holy Griffin Empire's allies in heaven, the angels, descended to the mortal world to fight for mankind, and were regarded as a seventh-level military unit with great strategic significance!
In theory, all other major forces also have strategic-level seventh-level arms.
The Phoenix of the Elven Court.
The Black Dragon of Underdark.
Titans of the Court of Giants.
Lich of the Council of the Dead.
Green Dragon of the Swamp Alliance.
So, what about the orc tribe?
Orcs... once had a seventh-level unit.
The Orc Tribe Alliance worships the totem of the ancient behemoth Behemoth.
Or according to the orc language, it is called "Behemoth".
Unfortunately, the ancient beasts depicted on the totem have long since disappeared from the human world.
Except for the orcs who are still insisting, others generally believe that the Behemoth has become extinct.
The orcs urgently need to find a replacement for Beamon as a seventh-level strategic unit.
The major orc tribes sent envoys to search everywhere.
He has traveled all over glaciers, deserts and mountains, eager to seek support from the dragon clan and form an alliance.
However, the white dragon, blue dragon and red dragon either ignored the orcs' prayers, or they only wanted to enslave the orcs instead of cooperating as equals.
After hitting a wall one after another, the orc clan was severely hit.
The orc tribe, as one of the seven traditional forces, can no longer keep up with the rhythm of the new era.
In a battle of survival of the fittest, the weak will be eliminated!
The stubborn orcs still have not accepted this cruel reality.
Until their shrewd allies, the Swamp Alliance, openly betrayed their former comrades.
Allen's fused ancestral spirit, a young ogre wizard, was the victim of this unjust war.
Allen's ancestral spirit inherited his father's legacy and ruled a medium-sized orc tribe.
He has three hundred goblin minions, one hundred orc warriors, fifty wargs, and thirty ogres.
In order to resist the joint encirclement and suppression by humans and elves, the ancestral spirits formed an alliance with the nearby swamp clan to advance and retreat together.
The ancestral spirit once led the orc troops and supported the swamp tribe many times.
But when their territory was besieged by humans and elves, the Swamp Clan refused to send troops to support them.
The battle lasted until the last moment, the fortress was captured, and all his men suffered casualties.
Allen's ancestral spirit is at the end of its rope.
In times of despair, he even had the urge to commit suicide.
Allen took advantage of the weakest moment of his will to possess his soul and take over control of the body.
The entire orc clan was wiped out, and their territory could not be saved.
Humans and elves have always eradicated orc captives without mercy!
Therefore, kneeling down and being a dog doesn’t work either.
But Allen felt that he still had a chance to escape!
According to the memory of the ancestral spirit, Allen learned that when the orcs were building a stronghold, they dug a secret escape tunnel in advance.
Entering the secret passage gives you a chance to escape pursuit.
In addition, Allen's ancestral spirit, as a tribal prince, inherited the bloodline totem from birth.
The so-called bloodline totem is similar to the "bloodline limit" in a certain animation of Allen's previous life, a power that relies on bloodline inheritance.
Allen looked at the back of his right hand.
On the back of the palm is a head of a beast that looks like an ape but not an ape, and looks like a bear but not a bear.
This is Allen's bloodline totem, the head of the ancient Behemoth.
Prick your palm and use the blood as a mediator to awaken the sleeping Behemoth spirit in the totem and take on a flesh-and-blood body!
A ray of remnant soul, of course, cannot compare to the real Behemoth beast.
However, the combat effectiveness is also comparable to that of a violent warlock in the early stage of fifth level!
The totem beast can only be summoned once a day.
The duration is proportional to the mental attribute.
If the behemoth dies in battle, Allen's bloodline totem will disappear and he will lose the ability to summon the behemoth forever.
Allen did a quick calculation.
With its super high spiritual attributes, the monster summoned can continue to fight for 43 minutes.
There is enough time to break through, but the behemoth is not as durable as it seems.
Because it uses Allen's own blood as the carrier, its vitality is the same as Allen's own blood, which is far less thick than the blood of the real Behemoth.
If you are under siege, you will die within ten minutes.
Choosing the right time to summon and trying to avoid the death of the giant beast is the key to a successful escape.
While he was thinking about it, Allen suddenly felt a chill in his heart and turned to look at the door.
Qi machine sensor detects hostility approaching outside the door!
Heavy footsteps came closer and closer along the stairs.
Click!
The door was suddenly split open by a sharp axe.
A burly knight wearing plate armor strode in.
The knight held a bloody battle ax in his hand, stared at Allen fiercely, and laughed wildly.
"Wizard! I'm going to chop off your head and use it as a decoration in the living room!"
"Remember! The warrior who attacks you is Sir Lawrence——"
Whoosh!
In a blink of an eye, the ogre wizard suddenly disappeared.
"Um?!"
The knight's expression suddenly changed, and he swung his battle ax without thinking.
"you are too slow."
Allen's figure appeared next to the knight.
An index finger suddenly pierced the base of his ear.
His fingers penetrated the knight's helmet and dug deeply into his temple.
The surging energy exploded in the skull, shattering the brain.
The knight's eyes rolled white, as if his muscles and bones had been ripped away, and he collapsed to the ground.
Allen quickly stripped off his armor, popped out bone spurs, injected digestive fluid, and destroyed the corpse.
The knight's figure is similar to that of an ogre wizard.
Allen put on his plate armor and helmet.
He also did not forget to use "disguise" to change his appearance into what the knight looked like when he was alive.
When he was ready, he picked up his battle ax, strode down the stairs, and blended into the crowd.
Outside the castle, there was still a scuffle.
The remaining orcs are being rounded up by humans and elves.
Allen observed the situation on the battlefield and was too busy to take care of himself, so he had to give up on rescuing his men.
Quickly walk through the melee zone and head towards the armory.
The secret escape route is hidden in the armory.
A middle-aged woman in a white robe stood on the high ground, surrounded by a circle of human guards holding swords and shields. She looked like a priest.
"Brothers and sisters! Stay alert!"
"Don't let an orc go!"
The priestess raised the holy emblem, recited a spell and cast a spell.
A circle of silver light burst out from her body and spread to Allen instantly.
Humans and elves who have been baptized by the light have haloes of different colors under their feet.
Humans have a silver halo, while elves have green halos.
Allen lowered his head subconsciously and looked at his feet.
He was shocked to find that a circle of red light spread out beneath his feet.
Between the silver and green, it is particularly dazzling.
Damn...detection camp?!
Allen suddenly broke into a cold sweat and had a premonition that something bad was going to happen.
Sure enough, the priest aunt pointed at him and screamed.
"The ancestors are above us! There are spies!"
"Quick! Catch the orc spy pretending to be a knight!"
"Damn it! I'm going to peel off his green skin with my own hands!"
Without any hesitation, Allen ran away!
Leopard's speed...
Leopard girl!
Allen complained endlessly and regretted being so smart.
Wearing full plate armor, the running speed cannot be increased at all.
Seeing a large group of enemies surrounding him, he was forced to have no choice but to cut the back of his palm with bone spurs to summon the spirit of the giant beast!
In the dark, I seem to hear the roar from ancient times.
On the back of the hand, the totem stained red with blood shines brightly!
The ancient Behemoth spirit residing in Allen's body was fused with blood to form a huge beast that appeared out of thin air!
Behemoth, covered with long gray hair.
Like a giant bear with a pair of fangs.
From head to toe, it is ten meters tall.
Exaggerated sharp claws like bayonets protrude from the ends of its limbs.
The fierce eyes were as scarlet as blood.
Although it is not as good as the real Behemoth, it can still be called a majestic giant beast.
Allen does not need to communicate verbally with the giant beast, he can telepathically communicate with a thought.
The giant beast felt its master's will, suddenly stood up, beat its chest and roared.
The terrifying sound waves spread in all directions.
The humans and elves who came under siege, and all the troops below level three, were shocked to the point where their ears were bleeding and their souls were gone!
After the Behemoth roared, it jumped up!
With one slap, the gryphon hovering in the air was knocked down and torn to pieces.
The moment he landed, he trampled a human knight and his horse into meat patties.
With a fierce stamp of his feet, the earth cracked and the sand rolled like a stormy wave!
The human swordsman and the elf archer were shaken to their knees.
Taking advantage of the giant beasts killing everyone, Allen activated the third level of atavism and exploded the armor that was in the way.
Bang!!
A "Thunder Explosion Wave" blasted away the shield wall in front of him, causing him to run wildly!
The Behemoth turned around and came back, covering behind Allen.
The leopard-headed giants and Behemoth beasts charged through the enemy group like two-leaf boats in the angry sea.
The ground behind him was littered with corpses, and it was a bloody mess.
However, the enemy was outnumbered and the pace of advance gradually slowed down.
Allen soon discovered that returning to his ancestors was not a good idea.
Being too big makes it easier to become a target.
The combined forces of humans and elves, and the third-level and above units, are all equipped with sharp enchanted weapons.
The priests and druids continued to release powerful and destructive magic.
Allen's animal armor and soft bone armor cannot completely resist damage.
The fierce battle has been going on till now, and his body is covered with bruises and bruises.
Allen transformed back into human form and flew onto the back of the Behemoth.
Riding a giant beast to break out of the siege, hoping to carve a bloody path to the armory.
However, the beast is also a large moving target, with arrows and javelins inserted all over its body.
He gasped violently and sprayed bloody mist from his mouth.
If the fight continues like this, both Allen and the beast will fall on the way to escape.
It would be wiser to split up.
After sacrificing Behemoth, he took the opportunity to escape.
but……
Allen is unwilling to lose his bloodline totem here!
If you can save the seriously injured Behemoth and take back the bloodline totem, it will automatically recover after a day.
Keep this trump card and bring a Behemoth at the beginning, and the escape route will be easier later.
The price is that Allen himself has to take greater risks.
Two roads, how to choose?
Allen gritted his teeth and decisively took back the Behemoth.
Anyway, in the world of meditation, you won’t really die. Give it a try and your bicycle will become a motorcycle!
The worst case scenario is that you have to load the file all over again!
As the giant beast disappeared, Allen also fell from mid-air.
The moment he landed, he activated his animal transformation and transformed into a blue leopard.
Use "Lost Step" to teleport directly to a hundred meters away.
Allen transformed into a beast, like a blue lightning, shuttled through the crowd of thousands of troops.
Countless arrows and javelins passed him by.
Swords and spears stabbed at the afterimage thrown behind him.
The open window of the armory was already in sight.
Allen exerted force on his hind legs, flew up with a pop, and rushed straight towards the window.
However, at this most critical moment...
The priest on the human side and the druid on the elf side cast spells at the same time.
Level 4 "Flame Strike"!
Level 5 "Summon Thunderstorm"!
boom!
Snapped!
Holy fire and thunder struck Allen at the same time.
I gave him a double bun with cheese!
Damn...
Allen was unable to dodge in the air, so he could only vent his anger by scolding his mother.
The blue leopard fell from the sky like a bird with broken wings, smoking.
Allen fell down on the window sill in embarrassment.
The numbness caused by the electric shock slowly subsided.
The burning pain of the burn is barely bearable.
What really made him miserable was the broken legs.
Gritting his teeth and using his last bit of strength, he desperately climbed through the window, opened the cellar lid, and struggled to crawl into the secret passage.
Wild spellcasting!
Allen used his claws to launch a "Poison Cloud Technique"!
The pursuers who were climbing through the window were instantly petrified.
The broken legs were unable to bear Allen's weight.
He could only lie down on the ground and perform the Lost Steps continuously.
No matter how much magic power is consumed, he frequently teleports through the secret passage.
…
Underground river dock, with a small boat tied to wooden piles.
Allen climbed onto the boat in embarrassment, swung his leopard claws, cut off the cable, and drifted down.
It's safe for now.
Allen transformed back into human form and checked the injuries.
Thanks to the ogre wizard's powerful regenerative physique, the flesh wounds have stopped bleeding and healed.
Only the legs that were blown off by the "Flame Strike" show no signs of improvement at all!
Fire magic can indeed destroy cell regeneration.
"Flame Strike" is not just fire magic.
This terrible spell seems to contain a divine curse, which prevents Allen's broken leg bones from healing automatically.
He could only drag a pair of broken legs to escape the enemy's pursuit.
Bang!
The hull suddenly vibrated and its speed dropped sharply!
Allen was almost thrown into the water and quickly grabbed the side of the boat.
In this section of the river, the water level is shallow and the river bed is silted.
Soon after, the boat ran aground.
Allen frowned, thinking about how to get out of the predicament.
At this time, the sound of paddling came from behind.
Looking back towards the river, a ball of light could be vaguely seen, dispelling the darkness that shrouded the river.
It's a pursuer!
The priest aunt is sitting on the bow of the boat, with her scepter blessing the "Daylight Technique".
Spotting Allen's boat from a distance, he immediately screamed with excitement.
"Fire the arrow quickly!"
"Use rockets!"
"Burn him!"
The crossbowmen on the ship collectively loaded the enchanted arrows.
In the darkness, there was a whistling sound in the air that made Allen's scalp numb.
The rocket hit the ship and immediately burst into flames.
Allen hurriedly activated the remaining magic power and used Ice Soul Palm to extinguish the fire on the ship.
While the pursuers were still loading the crossbow bolts, Allen raised a palm and slapped it towards the river!
boom!
Huge waves set off on the river and water splashed!
The stranded boat was pushed back by the force of the palm and suddenly rushed to the top of the waves.
The water splashes in mid-air were frozen by the cold air and condensed into ice crystals.
The extremely cold ice soul palm energy is transmitted along the river.
The river suddenly froze within thirty meters from upstream to downstream.
The warship that the priest's aunt was on was frozen by the ice on the river.
Allen's flat-bottomed boat flew to the highest point and slid down the slope of the waves frozen into ice sculptures.
It's like riding an ice-shaped slide, slipping through the shallow water and shuttling on the frozen river.
In the blink of an eye, the boat slid through the icy shallow water, fell into the deep water, and drifted downstream.
Allen turned around and saw the priest aunt leading her pursuers to jump off the warship and destroying the ice.
"Let me help you!"
Allen sneered and raised his right hand, blasting a "Shaped Thunder Explosion Wave".
boom!!
The ice suddenly exploded, and broken ice shards flew everywhere.
The pursuers were caught off guard and fell into the water one after another with exclamations of surprise.
"Tyávé!"
Allen chanted a spell and cast liquid alchemy towards the river.
Turn the river water near the enemy warship into a piece of grease.
He casually pulled out a rocket that had not been completely extinguished from his ship and threw it back.
boom!
The grease floating on the river was ignited by rockets and turned into a sea of fire.
The warship and the pursuers who fell into the water were all engulfed in flames.
The screams were endless.
"Goodbye, friend!"
Allen sneered, looked away, and continued to escape by boat.
…
The secret passage through which Allen escaped was actually an underground navel, leading to an unknown and dangerous dark place.
The river extends downwards at an angle, and the light around it becomes darker and darker.
Allen has dark vision, but still feels unsafe.
Continue to turn on the "Qi Machine Sensing" and maintain a high level of alertness.
Groups of bats hang upside down in the dome above the underground river.
Sometimes it swoops down nervously and squeaks strangely.
It's a bit scary at first glance, but it's not really a threat.
The real danger lies in front of the river.
The qi machine sensor detected that the river bed broke in front, and the river water fell vertically, forming a waterfall!
How high is the waterfall?
Allen couldn't detect it.
To be on the safe side, he immediately activated the Lost Tracking Step and teleported to the shore to take refuge before the boat rushed down the waterfall.
Watch the boat fall down the waterfall with the rapids and disappear into the dark pit...
A full ten seconds passed before the sound of bottoming out and shattering was heard.
Allen couldn't help wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, thankful that he abandoned the ship in time and went ashore.
Stalactites can be seen everywhere on the wet river bank.
The stone wall in front is sunken inward, forming a natural cave.
Allen struggled to crawl into the cave and hid.
Use planks removed from the ship to fix the broken legs.
Tear your shirt and use it as a bandage.
He fled wounded, exhausted, tired and hungry.
Allen plucked moss from the stone wall, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it.
I endured the bitter taste and tried to satisfy my hunger.
Sit against the wall, close your eyes and relax.
I do not know how long it has been……
Suddenly he opened his eyes and looked at the cave entrance warily.
The radiating Qi machine senses the breath of life.
Outside the cave, heavy footsteps could be heard along the river bank.
There were also faint echoes of chattering.
It seems to be a giant language with a thick accent.
Allen thought for a moment, closed his eyes and pretended to be unconscious.
A bone spur popped out of the palm of his left hand and pressed against the back of his right hand.
His magic power has bottomed out, and it is difficult for him to cope with the crisis on his own.
If the pursuers break into the cave, they can only use the bloodline totem as a trump card to summon the Behemoth again.
"Moo?! Sisters, come here quickly!"
"I smell the fresh smell of blood!"
"Yeah! It might be delicious!"
Shaking figures, accompanied by excited conversations, entered the cave one after another.
Allen squinted his eyes to peek, secretly surprised.
It's different from what he thought.
The intruders are not humans or elves, but a group of tall and strong tauren!
The seven tauren were all naked from the waist up, revealing their heavy and plump breasts.
He was wearing a rough animal skin skirt around his lower body, his feet were bare, and he was holding a big-headed wooden stick in his hand.
Seven tauren found Allen sitting against the wall.
Surprised, they gathered around him and stabbed him with wooden sticks.
Allen closed his eyes and pretended to be dazed, waiting to see what they wanted to do next.
The seven cow-headed men gathered together for a while and decided to take this strange blue-skinned young man back to Lord Orlando's castle.
One of the cow-headed men grabbed Allen directly and carried him on his shoulders with his backhand, like a bag of flour.
He took big steps and staggered out of the cave.
Allen lay on her shoulder, searching for the memory of ancestral spirits.
The key word is "Lord Orlando".
After some searching, Allen learned that Orlando was a dark elf (drow) living in this dark area.
This person was born in the Dark Dungeon and is a very talented drow warlock, with a cultivation level of no less than the late fourth level.
As we all know, in the Dark Elf clan, women are superior to men.
As a male, Orlando is not valued in the family and is often bullied by his sisters.
Later, he couldn't bear it anymore and poisoned and murdered his sister who often whipped and tortured him.
Murdering a female drow noble is a serious crime in decapitating one's head!
Worried that his crime would be exposed, Orlando quietly fled from the family.
He hid in a remote underground valley and built a small dungeon.
Orlando has made a deal with the orcs on the surface, and both sides get what they need, so they are not allies.
Allen's ancestral spirit has never seen Orlando before.
Orlando's deeds were all mentioned in casual conversations by his deceased father.
Zu Ling's father also told an interesting story.
This Orlando loves to drink milk.
In the underground world that lacks light, it is impossible to raise cows.
This perverted drow warlock found another way and used magic to enslave a group of tauren.
Force them to take magic potions that have miraculous lactation effects on a regular basis and provide them with plenty of fresh milk for him to enjoy.
These seven cow-headed men must be Orlando's female slaves.
It seems that in addition to providing milk for their owners, they also do patrol and hunting work.
Taurens belong to the second or third level of the army in the Underdark, and their combat effectiveness is quite good.
The seven tauren sisters happily carried Alan home.
The place where they live looks like an ordinary cave.
In fact, there is another world deep in the cave, with complex tunnels and caves dug out, nested layer by layer, like a maze.
Minotaurs, regardless of gender, are all natural maze architects.
Digging tunnels and building mazes are their leisure activities.
Tauren are born with an excellent sense of direction. They can firmly remember the path they have taken, no matter how complicated it is, and never get lost.
These seven tauren took Alan home with no good intentions. They planned to strip him naked, wash him, and eat him.
Allen was lying on the soft moss carpet, always ready to summon Behemoth.
However, when the tauren was cleaning his body, things gradually went wrong...
"Huh? I really didn't realize that this young man... is quite big."
A hand reached out and touched him rudely.
Other cow-headed men also came over curiously, surrounding Allen and raising and lowering their hands.
The Minotaurs quickly reached a consensus.
Before eating this strong young man, you might as well use him for entertainment and squeeze out his juices before eating the meat. Nothing is wasted!
Allen originally planned to summon the Behemoth, launch a violent counterattack, and kill all seven stupid and cruel cows.
Then I thought that this was Orlando's territory. The sound of fighting alerted the drow warlocks, and the consequences would be disastrous.
At this point, it would be rude to continue pretending to be dead.
Allen opened his eyes, pretended to wake up from a coma, and thanked the Minotaur for saving his life.
Next, it is a natural transition to the clichéd plot of "there is no way to repay a great favor" and "the only thing you can do is to promise it with your body".
The Minotaur is not some silly, sweet, holy lady.
Allen is willing to sacrifice his life to repay his kindness, but others may not be willing to accept him.
The goods must be inspected first to prove that he is sincere and has the ability to repay the favor.
If they were disappointed by the useless silver pewter spear head, it would be more cost-effective to kill him and eat meat.
During this long night, Allen experienced a severe test.
Fortunately, he is extremely talented and has rich experience in the industry, so this is not the first time he has experienced such a test.
Finally, an answer sheet was handed over that made the seven tauren sisters very satisfied.
In fact, Allen's performance was too good.
So much so that afterwards, not only were the Minotaurs reluctant to kill him for meat, but when they heard his hungry growls, they also rushed to please him and took turns providing him with milk to satisfy his hunger.
Allen had a hearty meal of rich, nutritious milk, and his body warmed up.
Facing the seven tauren sisters who gathered around him to inquire about their welfare, he couldn't help but feel a strong sense of déjà vu.
First of all, I think of the seven swan sisters.
By the way, why are there seven sisters again...
Is it possible that I have a connection with the number seven?
Allen secretly wondered.
For some reason, I suddenly remembered the story of "Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs"...
