"Young man," Experimental Subject No. 5 said in an experienced tone.
"Being in love with your wife does not prevent you from finding a lover outside. As the saying goes, the red flag at home does not fall, and the colorful flags flutter outside. Fordring is the great lord of Hearthglen, and many young girls are making secret glances at him and throwing themselves into his arms.
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"What common saying, why haven't I heard it? Master is not that kind of person." Barsselas was angry. He had always admired old Fording, almost blindly, so he was taken by Fording.
Experimental Subject No. 5 suddenly remembered that this young Barthras was Old Fording's mortal enemy. Telling others about the secret between Fording and Eitrigg caused Fording to lose his position as lord and be punished.
The culprit in exile.
Thinking of the orc Eitrigg, Experimental Subject No. 5 felt uncomfortable all over and couldn't help but tremble.
That is a cruel human flesh chef who is very skilled at cutting the minotaur's meat.
"Race does not represent honor... I know some orcs who are as respectable as the noblest knights; I also know some humans who are as evil as the most cruel undead natural disasters!"
"Damn old Fording, how dare you mislead me, what kind of orc is the noblest paladin, and I was cut into pieces by this orc, what kind of cruel undead natural disaster, now I am the undead natural disaster, how can I be cruel and evil?
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Experimental Subject No. 5 was filled with hatred, and his extreme hatred for Fording made him make a logical decision.
He wanted to make Barthras stronger and use his hand to deal with old Fording.
It can be seen that Barthilas's power of holy light is particularly weak.
At the same time, he also noticed that Barcellas inadvertently showed a slight pain, and he was trying his best to suppress a certain emotion.
A person's ambition is often directly proportional to his strength. When his strength is low, most people will remain low-key and humble. Once he has strong strength, his ambition will also expand accordingly.
Subject No. 5 speculated that Barcellas was suppressing his desire for power.
How could Barthilas, who had become stronger, condescend to Fording's men?
Experimental Subject No. 5 planned to pass the four Runes of the Dead to Barcellas so that he could master powerful power and fulfill his ambitions. He did not know that the Runes of the Dead could not be used by living people.
"Hey, young man, do you want to know the true power?"
Experimental Subject No. 5 condensed a blood rune, swirled around his body, and said seriously:
"This is a powerful rune spell that can make you stronger. I won't tell ordinary people."
Barthras was not a learned archmage. In his young years, he rarely left Hearthglen and was almost completely unfamiliar with the outside world, let alone mysterious rune casting.
"Rune casting?" Barthilas showed a keen interest in the blood runes and asked quickly:
"It looks interesting, how do you do it?"
"I'll teach you. It's very simple. You can learn it once you learn it. This is the way to become stronger."
Experimental Subject No. 5 patiently explained the principles of rune casting to Barcellas. He felt that he was stupid enough. A stupid person like me could understand something. Barcellas, who looked smart on the outside, should be very
You can learn it quickly.
Unfortunately, Experimental Subject No. 5 was disappointed.
Barcellas had a good understanding and strong mental power. He successfully condensed a blood rune without much effort. Unfortunately, it dissipated in an instant and could not hold on.
It seemed that there was a kind of power in his body that dispersed the runes of the dead with great force.
"Why is this happening?" Barcellas scratched his head in embarrassment: "It seems that I am really stupid."
"How can you not learn such a simple thing?"
Experimental Subject No. 5 felt a little more balanced, and finally met someone with less talent than himself.
"Actually, I have been very stupid since I was a child."
Barcellas smiled sheepishly and said bitterly:
"I was able to feel the Holy Light when I was very young, but unfortunately I never made much progress. I just learned to use the Holy Light to process food and eat it. I recently accepted the sanctification ceremony. After others pass the sanctification ceremony, their strength will greatly increase and they will become a real person.
Paladin. Not only have I not changed at all, but I am even weaker than before."
Experimental Subject No. 5 did not know that Barthilas was actually an Ascetic Rider. The sanctification ceremony was not a way for him to become stronger. Instead, Naaru's rejection of the Ascetic Rider suppressed the Holy Light in his body.
Power.
In Naaru's view, the Dervish Riders are thieves who steal the Holy Light and must be severely punished.
"Don't worry, don't worry." Experimental Subject No. 5 decided that the good guys will fight to the end, and he continuously condensed ice and evil runes. Unfortunately, they were the same as the blood runes. Although Barthras could condense them, they would dissipate instantly.
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"What's the problem?" Experimental Subject No. 5 was very distressed. His knowledge was pitifully lacking and was not enough to solve the problem at hand. He said without hope:
"I only have the last rune I can teach you. You try to learn it. Alas, it's not going well."
Fording, you are lucky, Experimental Subject No. 5 secretly muttered in his heart.
Experimental Subject No. 5's mental power was not strong enough to condense the fourth natural disaster rune. He picked up a branch, drew a pattern on the ground, and carefully explained the casting principles of the natural disaster rune to Barsselas.
Barcellas listened with great interest, kept nodding his head, and quickly understood the principle.
He closed his eyes quietly and concentrated his mental power.
A natural disaster rune appeared in his hand.
I thought it would dissipate like the previous runes, but I didn't expect that this time it would be different.
An extremely bright light erupted in Barceras' body, and the mysterious Holy Light rune suddenly appeared between Barsselas's eyebrows. The natural disaster rune seemed to be attracted and actively merged with the Holy Light rune.
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There was a "boom" sound.
As if some shackles within his body were shattered, the rich holy light filled Barcelas' whole body.
"How is this going?"
Experimental Subject No. 5 was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground. The Holy Light's natural restraint on the undead made him feel as if his whole body was being burned by fire. Fortunately, Barcellas was a kind man and withdrew the power of the Holy Light in time.
"Thank you very much for allowing me to master this powerful power of holy light."
Barcellas saluted respectfully to Experimental Subject No. 5. He gritted his teeth and let out a low roar in his throat. Angry flames rose in his eyes, and finally he no longer suppressed his emotions:
"Countless nights, I would wake up from nightmares. I will never forget that day. My parents were just ordinary farmers. They did nothing wrong. One day the orcs rushed in and my mother stuffed me into the fireplace.
I saw with my own eyes that the orcs killed my parents, and the blood stained the ground red."
It turns out that what Barthilas had been suppressing was not his ambition, but his blood feud against the orcs.
"With this power, I can finally protect the folks in Hearthglen and thank them for taking care of me over the years. I can also take revenge on the orcs. This is the only motivation that keeps me alive."
"how so?"
Experimental Subject No. 5 couldn't figure out what was going on.
But he realized this was a great opportunity.
"Bathras, I feel your hatred for the orcs. If it weren't for the orcs, I wouldn't be like this. The people of Lordaeron would like to tear them apart." Experimental Subject No. 5 had a guess in his mind.
Why did Fording bring Barcellas out, but then asked him to wait here? Is this the truth?
"Basselas, you probably don't know that your lord Fordring is not having an affair, he is with the orcs you hate the most." (To be continued)