The long whip struck hard on the rough skin of the ogres, causing them to roar in dissatisfaction. These monsters with brown skin, about ten feet tall, have heads and faces similar to ferocious lion beasts, with sparse hair and protruding fangs.
The muscles in his arms and shoulders were as strong as rocks, and his torso was clumsy and pot-bellied. He wore basically only a crotch cloth, and he was wielding a wooden club with slightly sharp teeth in his hand. His whole body was filled with a suffocating stench.
"Hurry! Move your legs faster! Don't dawdle!"
The Bloodkissed Priest carrying the whip shouted hoarsely, holding the staff in his other hand at all times. The spirit spell in it was enough to temporarily control the stupid and violent head of the ogre. He did not intend to become the ogre's dinner.
Because soldiers have fallen into their stomachs before, and even the bones were not spit out!
The blood-kissed priest's arms were sore from the beating that he sat on a roadside stone to rest. As the commander of an army whose soldiers were mainly from non-human races, he did not feel the slightest honor.
This army is composed of ogres and goblins who live at the northern foot of the Dogtooth Mountains. They were previously pulled to assist in the construction of Torrent Bay Fortress, and were later arranged as an independent army. According to the orders of the Sons of the Holy Scale, they will rise and fall along the west.
Shanling, go around to the mountains and forests on the west side of Chaidui Town, and cooperate with the main force of the army to launch a surprise attack.
That's what he said, but it was extremely difficult to do it.
First of all, the western mountains are rugged and difficult to navigate, and occasionally you will encounter the habitats of monsters such as cockatrices and basilisks. There are also other goblin tribes, and sporadic battles have broken out.
However, this non-human race army has dozens of ogres. Although they are extremely stupid and cannot even master the language, they are really rough and thick-skinned and have strong bodies. They are ten feet tall and equipped with log clubs.
Under the control of the blood-kissed priests, they swarmed forward to deal with all kinds of monsters, and the formation was simply earth-shaking.
However, these ogres were very accurate in throwing stones. Sometimes they would throw stones as big as a human head together without engaging in close combat, and their power could be compared to the Imperial Man's heavy trebuchet.
However, the Bloodkissed Priest couldn't stand it anymore. A large group of ogres and goblins were mixed together, and the stench that reached the sky was unmistakable.
You must know that a blood-kissed priest like him has at least twenty slaves to serve him in daily life in the mountain city of Glanka. Every day when he gets up, he rinses his mouth and face with water soaked in flower petals, wears elaborately woven clothes, and is incense-scented.
He wears colorful light robes and wears different shoes according to the occasion he is attending. Even the food must be cooked by the long-bodied species, and it must not pass through the dirty hands and feet of the thin-tailed species. Not to mention that he must take a bus to go to the lower city.
Although the cushioned palanquin is not as grand as the Son of the Holy Scale, the gauze curtain, incense flowers, and fresh fruits are all indispensable on the palanquin. Is it possible that the blood-kissed priest's venerable heel is also required?
Stepping on the same ground? Isn't it too dirty?
And recently, the blood-kissed priest has received messages one after another. The army of Glan Faz has been approaching the town of Pile. Seeing that victory is imminent, he still has a large mountain forest to slowly trek before his destination. Even if Glan Faze is approaching, victory is imminent.
Faizi's capture of Chai Dui Town has no merit of his own.
"Maybe when we get here, those guys who can't stand me will laugh at me again." The Bloodkissed Priest smelled his clothes, and the stench that he couldn't stop made him almost faint. What exactly was he?
How did you carry it?
The Bloodkissed Priest was still sitting there resting when he heard the strange roar of an ogre in the distance. A pair of Pteranodon soldiers rushed over to report the situation, saying that an ogre went crazy and swallowed a goblin, leaving the blood
The kissing priest rolled his eyes.
"Just swallow it. I didn't expect these goblins to do anything. If there was a real war, a few fireballs and lightning bolts from the opposite side would scare all these goblins away. Now they can be used as ogres' rations, so what?
Save me from searching for food for these big guys."
The Bloodkissed Priest didn't want to care about these nonsense at all. He just thought about how to show off in front of the Son of the Holy Scale, and muttered to himself: "How about putting armor on these ogres and picking up shields? But they
You are too stupid to be trained as an ordinary soldier..."
Just as the blood-kissed priest was thinking, he heard a shrill scream. He looked up and saw that a two-winged soldier was caught by several ogres for some reason, and then a "tug of war on all sides" came.
", tore him into pieces forcefully, and the bloody stumps were greedily swallowed by the ogres. After eating, they felt particularly unsatisfied, like stupid babies sucking fingers with wet blood, looking at the blood-kissed priest.
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"You - how dare you kill my people!" The Bloodkissed Priest stood up and swung his whip, the tip of the whip making a crisp sound in the air. The beatings over the past few days were enough to make these stupid people understand that the crack of the whip is a prelude to punishment.
However, the eyes of the ogres that were approaching gradually lacked the muddiness and stupidity before, and they burst with light uncharacteristically... There was real light, flowing silver light!
"Soldiers, gather!" the Bloodkissed Priest shouted, and the spirit guards and soldiers of the two-winged species gathered around him. He shook his staff to activate the spirits, and a ball of strange black smoke rose up, forming a skull shape and emitting a sharp sound.
The cry, this soul spell is enough to shock the ogres' minds and force them to surrender to themselves.
However, after screaming, not only did the ogre not flinch, but thousands of green-skinned goblins followed from behind, gathering in a chirping manner.
"You, what are you going to do? Do you want to rebel?!" The Bloodkissed priest felt that his words were a bit ridiculous. With the intelligence of ogres and goblins, can they really understand the concepts of rebellion and mutiny?
One of the spirit guards said: "Something's not right, they seem to be controlled by someone!"
The Bloodkissed Priest also reacted immediately. He raised his hand and swiped his eyebrows. The power of "Detection Magic" allowed him to notice that the surrounding air was scattered with special magical auras, which shimmered and shone like tiny stardust in the night sky. These
Crystal light similar to stardust lingered like mist around the head, face and features of the ogre, and also enveloped many goblins. However, the goblins were more likely to be swaying and confused, mumbling something unknown.
"It's a magic control spell!" After all, this blood-kissed priest is quite capable, otherwise he wouldn't have arranged to command this inhuman race army alone.
"The enemy is probably nearby!" The Bloodkissed priest slowly retreated to the guard room of the spirit guards and soldiers, and said to everyone: "We don't want to get entangled with these ogres and goblins, I will cast detection spells
Enemy location!"
After saying this, the Bloodkissed Priest shook his staff and muttered, and several groups of embodied spirits flew around with long light tails.
At the same time, the ogre also roared, spraying everyone's faces with his foul breath and spitting stars, and then charged with a sharp-toothed club.
Although the ogres are very powerful, the two-winged guards of the Ouroboros tribe are not ordinary people. A few of them shouted deeply, and their spirits blessed their bodies. They were as strong as a bull, as strong as a bear, and as agile as a cat.
One of the guards advanced instead of retreating, charging towards the ogre. The opponent came at him with a sharp-toothed club. He dodged sideways, then raised his foot to step on the club, taking advantage of the momentum and kicking like a sparrow flying up to the ogre.
A flash of dark light flashed across the demon's head. The obsidian sword in his hand directly cut off a large piece of flesh on the back of the ogre's neck.
At the same time, other soldiers raised their shields and thrust their spears, stabbing and wounding other ogres and goblins who had forced Ali to death. The ogres relied on their tough physique, even though they were covered with wounds, they still roared and waved their clubs, and were barely resisted by the soldiers.
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"Found them, they..." The Bloodkissed priest cast a detection spell and responded, but what he saw was behind a nearby hillside, a young human with a group of grey-blue skinned goblins at his feet.
There were several wooden barrels containing strange powder. One of the goblins was holding a blue-black scepter, waving it back and forth to attract strong winds, blowing the dust in the barrels over the hillside.
"Oh, the fight is about to start!" Isai listened to the fighting on the other side of the hillside and nodded with great satisfaction: "Look, I just said that the 'Mind Spore' I made is very effective, and dozens of cannibals
The devil is incited!"
The snow goblin wizard Akuma Matata, who was carrying the deep crystal scepter next to him, glanced at the alchemy apprentice and said in a sharp voice: "What does it have to do with you, a long-legged creature? This is obviously relying on the Holy Oran
Master Suo's advice and my little boys cultivating mushrooms allowed you to make these things. Now I am still the one who casts the spell! What else can you do besides talking?"
"What are you doing?" Following Akuma Matata's question, hundreds of snow elves behind them asked in unison, as if they were well-trained.
Isai retorted unconvinced: "Hey! This is not just mixing red mushrooms and white mushrooms together when you eat mushrooms. Use the 'psychic manifestation method' to incorporate psychic control in advance.
In the deep crystal, it is then peeled off as a whole, and then fired in an alchemy furnace placed in the magic spring. During this period, high concentrations of mycoid spores are added to mix and simmer. At a certain level, it must be refined by water and dried in the shade. Finally, it is
Only by refining these barrels of 'Mind Spores' can you be able to control a large number of ogres and goblins so easily!"
Akuma Matata said disdainfully: "Huh! You stupid long-legged guy, how could you come up with such a good idea without the Holy Lord Olanso?"
"Where can--" Hundreds of snow elves shouted again in unison.
The young alchemy apprentice shook his head and sighed. Isei Sotos did not have the fighting strength of the others. He followed Xuan Weizi and made little progress in his cultivation. The most he learned was the ability to refine the outer elixir bait.
Now that Chaidui Town is facing an invasion, he has also given full play to his strengths. This special alchemy drug called "Confusion Spore" was successfully refined under the guidance of Xuan Weizi, and it can exert large-scale confusion control.
In addition to Xuan Weizi's guidance, it was mostly Isai's own imagination. Different from ordinary psychic control spells, "Heart-Confused Spores" are very different. They can be released as smoke, affecting many vulnerable targets, and can also concentrate the spores.
Clustering to enhance the control effect of a few targets.
This is equivalent to combining many low-level psychic enchantments into a high-strength psionic enchantment effect, and does not require a high level of psionic spellcasting... However, the corresponding one is to study alchemy and external alchemy.
, and to have deep crystals and high concentrations of myconid spores, an alchemy furnace placed in a magic spring is also essential.
Xuan Weizi's original idea was to replace manpower with artifacts. No matter how you say psychic powers, after all, they are independent of individuals. Even if psychic powers can be transferred to other psychic warriors through the Star Gang Altar, psychic powers still lack production.
Psychic items are a means of expanding substantial influence.
Xuan Weizi does not expect to finish everything by himself. He just gives some of his own ideas and ideas, and then lets everyone explore the potential of psychic powers in practice, and war itself is the best testing ground.
Isai's "Confused Mind Spore" was an unexpected result. Xuan Weizi asked him to use it to deal with the inhuman race army marching slowly in the west, and also called Akuma Matata's group of snow goblins. Now Xuan Weizi
The micron will use all available human and material resources.
"Okay, okay, that's the effect. You can't let the ogre kill all the long-legged creatures on the opposite side at once. And those green-skinned brats, I can't control so many targets." Akuma Ma
Tata stopped waving the deep crystal scepter and said to Isai: "Now I am going to lead the cubs to fight out. Do you want to follow me?"
"Kill out? Just you?" Isai asked in shock.
"Huh, I know you long-legged people look down on us. Little cubs, move!" Akuma Matata waved to the back, and the group of snow goblins ran to the hiding place behind like an ebbing tide, and then with a burst of running sound,
Hundreds of snow goblins actually rode out, riding moles! The snow goblins held spears and bucklers, and each wore armor made of scrap iron. The moles also had iron helmets on their heads. Regardless of their size, this was all.
A powerful inhuman cavalry!
Isai's jaw almost dropped to the ground: "Mole Cavalry? This is okay?!"
Akuma Matata showed a sly smile, even though it looked like an ugly goblin face: "Thanks to you, the long-legged kind. If it weren't for you, our mole wouldn't be able to grow so thick.
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Isai then thought about it and realized that he seemed to have actually taught these snow elves how to raise moles - but this skill was learned from the alchemy instructor. Because alchemy requires in vivo experiments, and rats have always been
A good experimental product. As an apprentice, your daily obligation is to raise laboratory rats...
"It's really embarrassing. What is this? I accidentally trained a snow goblin mole cavalry? I wonder if the results of this experiment can impress my original mentor?" Isai put his hand on his forehead, feeling ashamed, so
Looking at the snow goblin wizard, he asked: "Your kindred are all riding on moles, how about you? Are you casting spells from a distance?"
"Of course not, it's just that there is no suitable mount for me!" As he spoke, Akuma Matata's figure grew rapidly, turning into a grey-blue skinned hobgoblin taller than Isai. He played with the deep crystal
The scepter chuckled and said: "I have decided to let a large ogre be my mount. This will be more majestic!"
While Isai was still there in a daze, Akuma Matata waved his arm towards hundreds of snow goblin cavalry and shouted: "Kids, kill me!"