my age of magic

Chapter 113 114. The Poor Tribe by the Swamp
After using a small bottle of healing potion for half an hour, the expression of the leader of Raitu finally eased slightly. The old orc Gribaschin was a junior shaman, and the shaman was almost a shaman in the early stage. It is an all-around job, and the three departments of recovery, elemental, and enhancement are inseparable from each other, but after the middle stage, you need to be dedicated when practicing advanced skills, otherwise it will be difficult to achieve great achievements.

In this small tribe, there is only one shaman, the old orc Gribaschin, and he is only a junior.Soldiers would come to him for healing when they were injured, but for high-level magic damage, Gribaschin couldn't do anything about it. He couldn't perceive the subtle wind magic elements that existed in Laitu's wounds, and couldn't dispel them.

In fact, for a magician apprentice like Qige, he is not as good as the old orc Gribaschin in terms of level or level. According to Glibaschin's current level, he is similar to Sister Guoguo, who is a A sixth-level magician, and Gribaschin should also be a shaman priest of similar level, an old shaman without any promotion potential, but Qige has her advantage, that is, she is proficient in potions.

"Jia, his wound should be caused by magic damage, and some wind elements have penetrated into the flesh and blood around his wound, continuing to destroy his body tissue structure and resist his body's ability to recover. I can't do this..." For Qi For a magician apprentice like Ge, it is also difficult to have a good solution to the continuous damage effect left after the attack of high-level magic skills, she said with a sigh.

Seeing that there was no change on the old orc Gribaschin's face, I think the old orc probably didn't think about what we can do, unless the old Kuru came in person, the reason why Raitu was brought here, It's just to confirm Kurz's identity. I think both of them should have seen Kurz.

The old orc Gribaschin continued: "The wound on Raitu's chest was caused by the Wind Wolf King's magic 'Wind Blade Technique', but the wind wolf king's advanced 'Wind Blade Technique' has additional damage. That's almost the case, each wind blade has additional magic damage, the wind magic element invades Raitu's body, forming countless small whirlwinds in his body, cutting the body around his wound, if it is not like this , according to his tyrannical physique, this kind of 'wind blade technique' alone can't kill him."

"It's a pity that Grandpa isn't here!" I felt that Kuz was a little depressed. He lowered his head and said this because he blamed himself for not being able to learn the old Kuru's medical skills.

If it comes to treating other injuries, I can't do anything, but I am an expert in the damage of the magic elements attached to the muscles like this!In the past two years, old Kuru has been constantly studying the fire poison contained in the fire magic elements in my body. These fire poisons are constantly carbonizing my body everywhere in my body. A tiny flame burned my body to gradually carbonize it.But now Raitu's body is eroded by wind magic elements. These wind magic elements continuously form whirlwinds in Rajtu's body, and the whirlwinds are so small that they are almost invisible to the naked eye. His injuries continued to worsen.The best way is to consume all these magic elements, just like why I learned to resist magic. I originally used the release of anti-magic to consume the magic elements in my body to exhaust the burning fire in my body. Elemental magic, and most importantly I succeeded.

It's hard to expect Raitu, who is seriously injured and comatose, to learn such a simple magic skill. I think I'm just a special case. Even if Raitu is awake, he can't learn to resist magic. It is difficult to understand the existence of magic elements in and around the body, so he can't follow my old path, but in order to clear the fire magic elements in my body, the old Kuru has thought about more than one thing, and there is exactly one way I know.

Qige and I worked together to guide out the wind magic elements in Raitu's body. In fact, it is not difficult, but it takes a lot of time. Qige's magic perception is not high after all, so she just Assisting me on the side, and I relied on my excellent magic perception to suck out the wind magic elements remaining on the muscles and bones at the edge of Raitu's wound.It's ridiculous, two months ago, I was still so distressed by my own injuries that I even wanted to commit suicide, but two months later, I was able to help other people remove the residual magic elements in their bodies, but I could only understand my own injuries. It's just suppressed.

During the treatment, Raitu woke up once, then fell asleep again.

The wound almost shattered his chest ribs, and I guess the lung lobes may also be damaged to varying degrees, but his heart is very strong, so after such a serious injury, he can still persist until now, watching him in his sleep The pain on his face had disappeared, and even if the old orc Gribaschin was an ordinary person, he could tell that Raitu's injury had been healed by the two children in front of him.

For Gribaschin, this was a real windfall.Originally, it was just to confirm where the kind human businessmen who helped the children of their own tribe came from during the day.In the past few days, some orc hunters passing by have been talking about encountering several strange human children riding Yagui beasts in the depths of the wasteland. Wandering around, they will always help all kinds of people they meet on the road. In their so-called transactions, they always watch people order dishes. When they meet rich hunters, they will also kill them. , this thing is hard currency no matter where it is.But when I met poor hunters, and even those poor people who dragged their families along the wasteland, they would exchange some expensive scrolls and salt for some common herbs and messy things. Sometimes, there was really nothing to exchange. Just shouted: Meeting is fate, and then went on the road with a whip and a song.They never seem to ask for anything in return, and every time it is a transaction, a transaction of gain or loss.

At the beginning, the old orc Gribaschin didn't believe it, but gradually, as he met more people and more hunters talked about it, he finally believed it.Until the daytime, Yapepi, an honest and well-behaved girl in the tribe who was in charge of collecting wild vegetables and beetroots, led several older children to carry back ten meat bricks, and skillfully put the collected wild vegetables and half a meat brick Mix them together, and use an expensive magic scroll to cook a pot of delicious wild vegetable soup, with meat, salt, and wild vegetables. Even in the Gludin tribe, I have never eaten such a delicious broth. How on earth are the shreds of meat scattered in the soup pot as thin as a hair processed? Someone would use salt so extravagantly to prevent the bricks of meat from spoiling, and someone would use expensive magic scrolls as firewood. What kind of people are these? ?Later, I heard from my little granddaughter Gerile that the orc guide among those few people was very similar to Kuz, the seventh son of Kurad, the leader of the blood wolf tribe, so I made this reckless trip.

Sure enough, I saw Kuz, who was still a baby orc child a few years ago. At that time, this honest child would always wipe his nose in the arms of the high priest of Kuru, but now he was wearing extremely rough sewn magic antelope leather armor. The young soldier with an alloy bow carefully looked at the tattoos on his face and body. It seemed that he hadn't participated in the coming-of-age ceremony yet.

The most unbelievable thing for the old orc was that there was a human magician in this small team, and although the human magician girl didn't seem to be very skilled, she miraculously healed Raitu's wounds Of course, it is said that the human boy who does not look too old is also helping. He is also the disciple of the high priest of Kuru. What a ignorant and fearless man with such a huge net worth!

"Kuz, are you going to drive back to Gludin?" The old orc asked at the end. His tribe is still in a precarious state, and Gribaschin has no ability to help or protect these young people. But he wanted to give them some advice before leaving, so he started a new topic.

Kurtz nodded honestly and said, "Yes, Grandpa Gribaschin."

He lowered his head and thought for a while, and looked at me with some embarrassment. I immediately knew what Kurtz wanted to say, and I encouraged him to express my support. So, the next moment, the orc boy got a little bit more energetic, and put the gun in his hand. Put the soup bowl aside, and said to the old orc: "Grandpa Gribaschin, don't take the people to go further in, there are hyenas, salamanders, and prairie lions ahead, go back with us Well, maybe we can help a little, I can hunt, I can find some food, even the most cunning wild rabbit is hard to escape my eyes, I can always find something to eat."

"Ah, aren't you in a hurry to go back to the Gludin tribe?" Gribasqin asked in surprise, he was getting more and more fond of Kurtz, and his eyes slowly showed kind concern meaning.In contrast, the vigilance towards me, Qige, and Katerina almost melted Kurz in those eyes. I thought sadly: Even if we saved the life of their leader Raitu, we couldn’t. To change the vigilance of orcs against humans, although the hatred has gradually faded over the past few hundred years, it still hasn't been completely eliminated in each other's hearts!

Kurz scratched his head, and said somewhat unclearly: "Grandpa told me to rush back to the tribe as soon as possible, but I didn't say it was too urgent, as long as I arrived at Gludin before the caravan."

"That's really great. The last outstanding young people in our tribe have stayed in the Wild Wolf Gorge. To be honest, I don't even have the ability to cross Yelian Mountain with safety. I can only stay in the wasteland and take the Let them dig grass roots and eat wild vegetables, and if you can take everyone back, no matter what happens, our tribe will be on your side." The old orc made a decision that Kurtz couldn't understand.

Kuz laughed and said, "I still think about some time later, I will take my brother Jijia to the edge of the swamp to hunt red-faced bats. At that time, you must help me find the best guide!"

I frowned and thought to myself: Az is still too young to understand what Grybaschin said. This old orc seems to have some ideas!He wanted to show his intentions and stand in line ahead of time.But I changed my mind and thought again: what is left of this small tribe that was originally marginalized? Even the last combat power has been lost, and the homeland has been completely trampled and destroyed by monsters. What else do they have?
(End of this chapter)