The "celebration" started just like Rikka's prophecy, but it was just the ogre tribe's self-comfort after dealing with the Battle of Halberd City every month. They handed over more than half of the food they finally got back, and all they got was
Just enough food to keep you hungry, and a scant amount of white bread.
It’s just that tonight Boom was a rare act of generosity, ordering Rikka to take out countless good things from the dimensional space. Ice lake fish from the Tundra Continent, magic biscuits from the Principality of Cisse, pickles from the Whispering Forest, and sweetness from pure-blood elves.
Fruit. Of course, dozens of pounds of troll meat jerky is still a hot commodity. Although adults can still restrain themselves, children are already rushing to stuff it into their mouths.
Compared to Boom and Rikka, Christine seems a bit dull. However, those dozen high-grade magic crystals made her gain the smiles of the ogre magicians.
Sitin's idea is very pure. Only when a person becomes strong enough can he survive better.
Although food can satisfy the hunger, it is useless for cultivation. Although the number of magic crystals is not large, if you plan to use it, it can be regarded as a lot of wealth. What's more, the ogre magician doesn't even have his own staff, and
Where can I collect magic crystals to assist in cultivation?
A jar of dwarf ale cups was emptied. Although Boom felt a little hurt, he still smiled and exchanged cups with Alessandro, looking like he was obeying his wishes. Maybe it was because the four trolls came.
Out of his arrogance, Alessandro drank a lot tonight, so much so that he finally cleared his throat and took the lead in praying to the night sky.
The weird pronunciation and most of the unintelligible syllables, coupled with the actions of the ogre tribe at this moment, form a complete alien festival. Although Rikka didn't know why, she still imitated the strange "dance steps"
", this move won the kind smiles of many ogres.
"The elves also believe in the 'Old Gods', right? I don't know if the 'Old Gods' exist now, and whether they can protect these simple tribes from suffering."
Boom's face was flushed by the bonfire, and a glass of ale went down his throat. The slightly tipsy state was his favorite, and it was the only way to temporarily relax.
He looked at Christine. As a great mage, this pure-blood elf finally chose to go with him. Until now, Boom still feels like a dream.
"It's just the imagination of desperate people. All living beings are equal, so why did the so-called 'old gods' inflict suffering on me? Why did they deprive me of all happiness?"
"Boom, do you believe in your 'gods'? Although those huge statues look very majestic, stones are stones. They can neither be eaten nor protected from wind and rain."
Christine leaned against the female contracted beast, and her extremely lazy appearance made Boom a little uncomfortable. However, in Boom's eyes, Christine was more like a half-mentor than a powerful figure.
A lovely person.
The crackling sound was just right, and the hot bonfire swayed slightly with the night wind, causing her and Boom to see a wall of flames.
"I don't believe it. I have never regarded the 'gods' as a life-saving straw. I never did, not now, and probably not in the future."
"I only know that when a person is alive, he should strive hard, and he should try his best to make his life better and better. Even if he does something in the process, he should wait until he becomes successful and famous before commenting."<
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"Hungry people don't deserve to care about whether the weather will be fine tomorrow. The feces and urine of the nobles are the most delicious blessings. The so-called world is nothing more than this."
Boom sighed, and then looked at Rikka, looking at the figure he cared about most. Christine pursed her lips and smiled. Maybe Boom is a bit extreme, but Christine thinks this is the most correct thing.
, at least for Boom, it is the most reasonable.
The festival was still going on, and Alejandro came up to Boom and Christine at some point, belching wine, and inviting them to join in.
"Brother Boom, Sister Christine...Sister! Don't be so unsocial all the time. Come, come, let's all have fun together. We ogres don't have so many taboos, just be happy!" Alejandro is already a tall man, and he drank a few more jars of ale tonight, so he stretched out his hand and lifted Boom up like a chicken.
Christine smiled bitterly and shook her head, and then the female contract beast reluctantly squirmed its body, and the group walked towards a huge wooden house.
This wooden house is located in the center of the entire ogre tribe, and no one will usually approach it casually. When the four ogre magicians saw the tribe leader coming, they immediately bowed and saluted, and worked together to drive the magic power and break the spell restriction. p>
"Ah! Where is this! Why is the flame blue? Even Rikka has drunk too much, right?" Rikka was still chattering like that. Boom wanted to scold him, but Alessandro didn't.
He took the lead and started laughing too.
"Hey? Aren't you usually quite smart? See if you can identify the Frostfire Altar of our ogre clan. If you get the answer right, I'll buy you a drink!"
Although Alejandro said this, he stood next to the Frostfire Altar without leaving a trace, lest this crazy girl Rikka did something stupid.
The Frostfire Altar, the greatest treasure of the ogres, looks like an incense burner, and the blue flame inside has been burning for hundreds of thousands of years and has not been extinguished.
According to legend, it is the origin of the ogre tribe, and the soul of every dead ogre will be reborn in the Frostfire Altar. And every high-level ogre magician must retreat here for a few days every year.
, although this kind of behavior seems extremely stupid, it has made the tribe gain countless strong men above the high level.
"Ice and fire merge into one, and have existed in this state for so long. This is a vision that goes against the principles of magic, and can even be said to subvert all existing cognitions!"
After Boom bowed and saluted, his eyes widened and he said with a look of disbelief. He was not that magic idiot like Rikka, so he could naturally see the difference in the frost and fire altar in front of him.
When Christine heard this, her frown slowly relaxed, and she nodded slightly, indicating that she approved of the Frostfire Altar. This is also the biggest difference between her and Boom. Christine cannot understand it.
He always adheres to the attitude of simply ignoring things. Boom, on the other hand, is just the opposite. He is stubborn and tossing and turning without finding out the answer.
"It's so amazing. This kind of blue is purer than the sky and more fascinating than the ocean. The Frostfire Altar, the holy land of the ogre tribe, exists like a miracle to this day and is still charming..." p>
Boom sat cross-legged on the ground and kept mumbling to himself. Finally, he slowly closed his eyes, and the four series of magic pattern light bands appeared out of thin air, but they no longer surrounded him, but began to try to merge with each other. p>
"Brother, what's going on? Is there a ghost in the Frostfire Altar?" Rikka planned to wake Boom up, but was stopped by Christine.
"I just entered a deep state of meditation. Don't worry, this is Boom's opportunity. Even if he gets nothing in the end, he will not be in any danger." Christine looked at Boom who was suspended in death and explained with a smile.
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As a great mage, Christine has also entered this state, and her strength has greatly increased as a result, and she finally mastered the shadow technique.
"Everyone, please go out and seal the Frostfire Altar. No one can disturb Brother Boom!" Alejandro then waved his hand, and a huge wave of magic power instantly enveloped the entire wooden house. Earth spells are known for their defense.
, is naturally more suitable for setting up barriers to allow Boom to comprehend with peace of mind.