134. Chapter 134 Listening to the orc overlord talk about the past
134. Chapter 134 Listening to the orc overlord talk about the past
Author: Gushan fishing snow
Chapter 134 Listening to the orc overlord talk about past events
The king looked at the excited orcs around him and shrugged.
Xiaobai was still pretending to be a gryphon, so he made a frightened posture and neighed uneasily, imitating it perfectly.
The orc raised a hand, and all the excited orcs fell silent.
King: "Wow, you trained the orcs to do so without using any lich spells. You are pretty good at it, half-orc!"
The Orc smiled and asked: "You are riding alone into the battle, but you don't know that I am an Orc. Why don't I believe it?"
"Ah, my bad habit is that I don't spend much time memorizing information that is not very important or I have preconceived information. This is the case this time. I preconceptionally thought that the orc overlord should be big and green, so...
"
Wang smiled apologetically.
What he said was true. This was really information that he had ignored. Maybe someone had mentioned it during a previous intelligence compilation and he had forgotten about it.
Wang: "You are a half-orc, so that's easy. At least one of your parents is human. Have you ever lived in a human society?"
The mage's task is actually only one: to attract the attention of the orcs. Whether he starts a fight or chats with the orc overlord, there is no difference in the end. They both have the effect of delaying time and distracting attention.
The half-orc said coldly: "I have lived in the human world for eighteen years. For the first seven years, I served the battle slaves in the arena, providing them with meals, bandaging, scrubbing their bodies, and treating the disabled but in the eyes of the audience."
The poor souls who survived the trial were thrown out of the arena dormitory to die."
The so-called trial in the arena is when the winner is determined in the gladiatorial fight, the audience decides whether the loser will live or die. Thumbs up means life, thumbs down means death.
In fact, when it is actually performed, there will be no actual number of people with thumbs up. At that time, you can roughly judge by listening to whether the audience cheers or boos.
However, even if they survive, the defeated slaves are almost dead. The gladiatorial arena does not raise idle people, let alone use healing scrolls or healing potions to treat the disabled.
Once disabled, the best luck would be to stay in the arena as a coolie, doing odd jobs.
The Orc continued: "When I was eight years old, the boss of the arena gave me a dagger and asked me to participate in that kind of group brawl. I only had a dagger and a loincloth. But I failed again and again.
Survive.”
Wang: "Oh, then you must have earned enough bonuses and redeemed yourself!"
The orc laughed loudly: "Do you really believe the stories in those bards' poems? There is no such thing. The fate of a gladiatorial slave is to fight to death in the gladiatorial arena. Even if you win all the games,
Nor can it be redeemed.
"It would be better to say that as you age slowly, the boss of the arena will start to consider letting you have a glorious and dramatic death. After all, an old man is not wanted in the arena."
Wang: "Oh, what then?"
The orc came back to his senses at this time: "You want to listen to me telling stories about the past in the heavy rain? What on earth did you do here? Didn't you say you came to me for something? Tell me!"
Wang: "I'm here to tell you something about the spell 'Orem's Soul Focus'."
The king noticed that someone among the necromancers raised his head. Judging from his position, he should be the leader of the necromancers in the camp.
The half-orc frowned in confusion: "What kind of spell is this?"
"This is the spell that the lich intends to ask you to help cast. Do you understand this explanation? This spell extracts souls, and it does not only extract souls within the spell's calibration range. It actually acts on the entire area, destroying all intelligent beings in the area.
The souls of all creatures were taken away.”
This is a lie! This is indeed a spell that accurately extracts souls within the scope of the ritual limited by the spell. However, Wang temporarily thought about it and felt that the knowledge of nine-ring spells is so rare in this plane. Maybe the knowledge of legendary spells is even more
rare.
Moreover, the body of the lich who studied this spell has been killed. Today's apprentices may not necessarily understand the essence of this spell. Even if they understand - this thing requires a persuasive force, right? A nine-ring mage who can kill the lich
What he said was naturally more convincing than the words of the lich's apprentice who was killed.
However, the effect of this sentence was even better than Wang imagined.
The half-orc turned to question the necromancer hiding in the hooded robe: "This is different from what was promised!"
Necromancer: "He, he is deceiving the public with his lies!"
The Orc opened the Necromancer's hood, exposing him from the neck up to the pouring rain. Even the king, who was not good at reading human expressions, could see that this man was very guilty.
Orc: "Damn it! Do you think you can fool me? Your teacher is just a skeleton, so the observation skills I honed in human society are useless to him, but you are different! You are a wolf-hearted guy!"
Wang was watching from the side and thought: Wow, this problem can't be solved like this, right? If I had known this, why would I have planned so many things? Why not just do this?
This is called countermeasures!
Hey, wait a minute, can I use this experience to cast a ring of charm on humans?
**
While the prisoner king was thinking, the White Tiger Camp on the southwest side of Minos.
The shadow thief masters have already begun to take action.
It turns out that the leader of the shadow thieves did not tell the truth in front of the king. They actually found quite a few necromancers who were prone to sneak attacks due to personal personality problems, and they were fully confident that the sneak attacks would be successful.
In fact, one third or more of the Necromancers can be eliminated by just relying on the Shadow Thief's sneak attack.
But if someone is interested, the shadow thief can kill more.
The necromancer captain of the White Tiger Camp was currently copying scrolls under the storm lamp of the tent. He didn't even notice that someone quietly reached out from behind the tapestry inside the tent.
This person came behind the mage, first cut off the bag of the mage's spell-casting materials with a delicate technique, held the bag in his hand and squeezed it.
Yes, there is a wood carving in the bag, and the triggering spell should be cast on this wood carving.
As long as the wood sculpture leaves the mage, the triggering spell will not be activated.
The visitor tiptoed and placed the bag of casting materials on the necromancer's bed, and then took out the dagger.
The next moment, the Necromancer's mouth was blocked and the dagger was thrust into his chest.
The blood spurted out directly made a diagonal scratch on the tent.
After completing the assassination, the shadow thief quietly walked out of the tent without anyone noticing the whole process.
**
At the same time, the questioning by the orc overlord in the camp continued.
"You actually plotted against us! Damn the Necromancer!" the Orc roared. Although his fangs were not long, this did not reduce the power of his roar at all.
The Necromancer hurriedly defended: "I didn't! We have always been honest! It's this guy, he is deceiving everyone with his monstrous words! I want to confront him! Soon you will find that he cannot have such knowledge at all!"
Wang was thinking about how to use the experience he had gained to enchant humans. Xiaobai patted his head with his wings.
Wang: "Ah? What is it?"
The Necromancer pointed at him: "I want to compete with you!"
Wang: "Compared to what? To compare the casting speed? Or to have a duel between us?"
Necromancer: "Compare knowledge!"
Wang: "Then you chose the wrong person. I'm not very practical, and I've never been afraid of others if I just have paper knowledge! Come on, are we going to give each other questions?"
Necromancer: "That's right! I'll go first, the killing effect of Banshee's Wail..."
Wang: "Let's start with the nearest person. It's my turn. What's the difference between time stopping and time interruption?"
The Necromancer was stunned: "What? This?"
Wang: "You can't answer it, so let me change the question. Will the effects of the Hero's Prayer and the Salvation Banquet be wasted?"
The Necromancer froze on the spot, the rain was pouring down, and it took him a long time to hold back the words: "Isn't the Salvation Feast a nine-ring magic? Isn't there something wrong with asking about magic?"
"You are a necromancer, and the priests of the Good God will come up and attack you when they see you. Shouldn't you be familiar with the priests' magical skills?" Wang asked rhetorically.
The necromancer opened his mouth wide: "I...I don't even have enough time to learn magic! Divine magic! And aren't divine magic obtained by sensing divine grace?"
Wang: "Yes, that's how priests obtain divine spells. As mages, we can understand divine spells just like we understand arcane spells. In fact, in the mage tower where I am, I try to use arcane spells to reproduce divine spells.
The experiments have never stopped. There were many professors in the tower working on this when I was a baby, and they are still busy now."
The Necromancer's mouth opened in an O shape: "You... you are much bolder than us! Didn't God send an envoy to kill you?"
The king shrugged: "Because our mage tower is not within the authority of the gods. Do we still want to continue?"
"No need." The orc overlord said this, and then slashed into the Necromancer's back with the giant ax in his hand.
The necromancer turned his head and pointed at the orc: "You guy!"
Orc: "We orcs are aboveboard to those who are upright, but despicable to those who are despicable. Since your teacher wants to plot against us, you can't blame us."
Necromancer: "My teacher! He will be back in a few months! Offending him is not a good idea!"
The half-orc grinned and showed his fangs: "According to you, now we are facing a mage who is much more powerful than your teacher. If we can survive from this situation, we can survive from your teacher's bone claws. How can we survive?"
Well, I can send your teacher away again."
After saying that, the orc pulled out the giant axe, and then immediately struck again with the axe, this time directly cutting off the necromancer's head.
Wang: "Wait a minute, although I used countermeasures, isn't it too decisive for you to kill your allies so simply?"
Orc: "I've never trusted these necromancers. Never."
While speaking, the orc generals behind him wiped out all the necromancers who tried to resist in the chaos.
Wang: "Well, then my goal has been achieved. In fact, we are a rescue team, do you know?"
"I know that the leader of the Shadow Thieves thoughtfully sent us a report on your mission."
Wang frowned: "The leader of the shadow thieves? What a fool, what they did..."
Orc: "There is only a report on the rescue team's mission, but he didn't disclose anything related to city defense."
King: "Oh, that's it. Then you know that our mission is very important, right? In fact, we plan to ignore the siege of Minos and just set off to the lower reaches. According to the current clues, we will go to a country named Yi Song in the river basin.
The kingdom of Zodiac.
"But I heard that the Lich planned to use Orem's soul to focus, so I had no other choice, so I came up with this strategy."
The orc stared at the king suspiciously: "Really?"
Wang: "Really. Since your cooperation with the Necromancers is now broken, it is estimated that Orem's Soul Focus will not be able to be used. We can leave, and you continue to besiege your city."
The orc stared at the king, as if assessing how credible his expression was.
He said: "What just prompted me to decide to kill the Necromancers was my constant vigilance against them, Cloche's panic when you revealed the truth, and finally my intuition. My intuition saved me.
Many times.
"When I was a gladiator in Langdon City..."
"Langdon City!" Wang exclaimed, "Wait a minute, Langdon City does have a gladiatorial arena, but it's in the port area built by the Chamber of Commerce and the others, not in the main city. Have you been a gladiator in Langdon City for eighteen years?"
The orc nodded: "Yes. Then that day, a new slave appeared. He was an orc, very strong. He originally despised me like other humans, but after I defeated him in a duel, he immediately
Changed view.
"The world of orcs is very simple. Whoever can knock someone down is the strong one, and the strong will be respected. So I began to yearn for the world of orcs.
"So I took this guy and ran away. My instinct told me that I should run away with him.
"I wasted a lot of time trying to take him with me, but in the end the escape process didn't go smoothly. Only my new friend ran away. And I was sentenced to hanging as a rebel slave."
Wang: "Wait a minute, the orc who escaped, you were hanged... Did this orc later ride on a huge orc war wolf, carrying 22 knives on his back, and try to rob the prison car to save you?"
The orc nodded.
Wang: "But according to the legend of Langdon, the rescue failed this time!"
The orc laughed loudly: "It failed, but it didn't fail. At the last moment, he broke the lock on the cage of the prison car. Then I jumped on the wolf he brought. By that time, the time for the slow spell had passed, and I rode
The wolf ran wildly.
"The wolf knew the way back to the grassland, so I came back. If I hadn't listened to my intuition and brought this helper with me, it might have been..."
Wang: "Maybe you just ran away."
Orc: "Then you didn't know the way and were attacked by evil humans while asking for directions?"
Wang: "It's also possible."
Orc: "You are right. But when my intuition tells me what to do, I usually obey it. Just now, my intuition told me that I should kill all the necromancers. In fact, some tribes have already seen it.
I don’t like them anymore.”
The Orc paused and said: "Now, my intuition tells me that I shouldn't trust you. Although I can't see through your disguise..."
Of course you can't see through it, because there is no disguise, and Wang's emotional intelligence is not high enough for him to disguise his thoughts.
While wiping the blood from the axe, the orc continued: "I can't see through your disguise, but my intuition tells me that you are not telling the truth."
Wang spread his hands and said: "How could it be? I really came to tell you this bad news, and then I was going to leave. You see, we cooperate well and make friends! Now sending people to join the rescue team can greatly improve mankind.
The impressions of various countries on orcs..."
Soon after, there was a big explosion in the center of the school field, and the whole land was sprayed upward, like a huge vortex of mud.
Many orcs in formation were caught in it and thrown high into the sky.
Wang was speechless, then changed his face and said in one breath: "That's right! I'm just here to lure the enemy! Hahahaha, have the wood-headed orcs been fooled?"
The orc roared: "Shaman!"
The orc behind him, covered in a white sacrificial robe, opened his hands and chanted ancient spells.
Power from ancestors and spirits comes to the orcs.
His figure swelled greatly and was shrouded in red bloodthirsty light.
The orc overlord, who was just talking about the past in a gentle manner, roared.