my age of magic

Chapter 662 162. Treasures of the Goblin Tribe

In any case, I never thought that just because the orc warrior Kentoya sprayed corpse fire oil a few times, hundreds of goblin warriors turned into fire men, and then the entire Danma tribe was ignited The fire was so intense that it forced all the goblins out of the cave lair. The goblins were in the fire, looking for an exit.

Through the three-foot-thick ice wall, you can only see the fire on the other side of the cave, and the goblins inside crawled out of the cave on the stone wall, struggling to run towards the exit of the cave, regardless of whether they were on fire or not. , are all crowded together, the fire spreads on them, those extremely burning corpses cannot be extinguished at all, no matter how much they roll on the ground, pour water, or bury them, there is no way to stop the burning of the corpses.

The fire in the cave is intensifying. I can feel that the cave on the other side of the ice wall is like a big steamer. The heat waves gushing from the depths of the cave make the ice wall melt rapidly. The orc team stood just outside the huge ice wall, and they could clearly see the goblins who had escaped from the village on the cave wall, sticking their bodies against the ice wall with joyful expressions on their faces.

Most of the goblins who escaped had burns on their bodies, but they didn't seem to be in a hurry to break through the ice wall, they just scrambled to stick their bodies against the ice wall, enjoying the moment of coolness, and it could be seen that the fire in the cave was still growing , the temperature is getting higher and higher, I need to keep using the 'condensation' magic circle to stabilize the ice wall in front of me.

Even so, the huge ice wall that sealed the entire hole continued to melt, and the ice water continued to flow down from the ice wall, forming small puddles, and some goblins even jumped directly into the puddles.There are a lot of goblins crowded around the ice wall, they are piled together like a mountain, the hideous faces are stuck on the ice wall, the faces are hideous, the body shapes of various shapes, and the ugly faces are looking at each other in a panic. outside the ice.

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At this time, the orc warriors finally got a chance to breathe. They were leaning against the wall, paying attention to the situation on the other side of the ice wall, while talking about the battle just now. Some people were talking about how they were. The bravery of others, some people should not be timid and soft in the battle of chagrin.

These orc warriors all seemed very excited. Let's talk to each other, because almost everyone has hunted some goblins, and those orc warriors who are depressed feel a lot more comfortable. Orcs, they are a group of low-level creatures, machines that make dung, once they are given a chance to live, maybe they turn around and come back again with a sword. They are a group of low-level creatures abandoned by the gods. and other creatures.

The younger orc warriors calmed down after hearing this argument.

Orc warriors must go through such a baptism of war in order to continue to grow. This group of orcs who came out of the wasteland, in the Grimm Empire, have been bent over by the hard life. Restoring the wildness of their wilderness has made their lives more comfortable.

These heroic wolf orcs, only through more battles can they stop the hand holding the knife from trembling before the battle, so that they can watch the moment when the sharp ax is chopped down from the top of their heads without fear. Only by closing their eyes can they turn their wrists at the moment when the long knife penetrates the enemy's body, and only then can they face death calmly and fearlessly.

The mental state of the other orcs in this team is quite stable, only the orc warrior Kentoya has a complicated expression. After he ran out of the Danma tribe's cave wall lair area with a fuel tank on his back, his eyes became a little straight, and his mouth Li is always mumbling something, in a trance.

Probably when the flames were just sprayed out, seeing the tragic scene of hundreds of goblins struggling in the flames, I couldn't bear it all at once.

Kalancuo squatted in front of the orc warrior Kentoya, holding the head of this simple and honest orc warrior with both hands, resting his forehead against his forehead, and kept comforting him in orc language. Kentoya's face appeared Painful.Compared with the male orcs, the orc female warriors were calmer. They sat around together, drinking water and chatting silently, exhausting as much energy as possible.

One of the older beast girls ran to Kalantso's side, whispered a few words in her ear, and ran away quickly.

Kalancuo hesitated, but finally beckoned to the female beast warrior.

At this time, it was no longer the older female beast warrior who walked over, but a young female beast warrior with a dark body and a dull luster on her skin. Her eyes were very big. When she passed by me, Still smiling shyly at me, showing a row of white teeth, she walked gently to Kalantso and squatted down.

Kalancuo let go of Kentoya's head, smiled and nodded at the young orc girl, and then whispered a few words to Kentoya. The honest and honest orc warrior nodded, as if agreeing. Come down, then Kalancuo got up and left.

The orc girl took Kalantso's place, gently pulled up the orc warrior Kentoya, then unloaded the oil barrel he was carrying, put it aside, took his hand, and walked into the Deep in the dark cave.

I originally wanted to remind them that in this kind of dark cave, one must be careful of the goblin patrols lurking in the dark, but was stopped by Kalancuo. Obviously she felt that it seemed a bit awkward for me to go there at this time. Out of season.

I asked Kalantso who was walking back: "Why didn't you stop them? How dangerous would it be to run out at this time!"

But Kalancuo stood beside me, looked at me seriously and said: "Maca is here to help Kentoya. His 'war sequelae' are very serious, and only the comfort of a woman can make him recover. These orc children Although they have finally grown up, none of them have experienced the harsh life in the wasteland, and their hearts are not as hard as a stone."

Then, she asked me curiously: "Aren't you afraid to see those goblins die?"

"I once killed gray dwarves with my own hands in the wasteland!" I smiled lightly, then patted the Shura battle ax standing on the ground, and said to her: "I am the most famous falcon in El City. How could a few goblins affect me!"

After hearing these words, the goblin Jijilu suddenly trembled violently. It curled up in the shadow of the stone wall, its eyes widened, and it looked at the dying goblins on the other side of the ice wall. The expression is constantly distorted, all kinds of expressions are tangled together, looking at me is like looking at a big demon.

Kalantso said to me with a complicated expression: "I really don't know what you went through in your childhood. It seems that even the god of death can't get close to you!"

The goblin Jijiru squatted aside, shrank his body even more compactly, and buried the fear in his eyes deeply into his bosom.

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Originally, they wanted these orc warriors to recover their strength and start a new round of cleanup activities, but a sudden change happened at this moment.

The goblins on the other side of the ice wall began to have difficulty breathing. Almost all the goblins were purple-faced, and they touched their throats with one hand, panting violently. Some goblins stuck their heads into the puddles, and some Some goblins are scratching the thick ice with their hands, some are scratching the rock wall, trying to stick their mouths on the cracks in the rock wall, but more goblins are struggling needlessly.

The horrible suffocation finally came to this village after the fire ignited by the dead body had sucked up all the oxygen.

As the fire gradually extinguished, billowing thick smoke filled the entire goblin village. The goblins who were still alive and kicking changed from struggling around to lying on the ground and convulsing in a flash. Finally, their hunched bodies stretched out. Instead, the complexion on his face became calm, as if he had fallen asleep.

It's just that the style of painting here is a bit weird, those entangled goblin corpses are piled up on the other side of the ice wall.

All that can be seen through the ice wall are the faces of sleeping goblins. A deadly and terrifying atmosphere permeates the entire cave. The Danma tribe with a population of over [-] has thus become a dead place. land.

The orc warriors who were still talking and laughing fell silent, and everyone's heart became very heavy.

The ice wall that separated us from the goblin warriors began to melt slowly, and various cracks appeared continuously under the billowing smoke. Thick smoke emerged from the cracks in the slowly melting ice wall and flowed along the cave wall. The top kept drifting outwards, cracks appeared in the ice wall, and the air inside began to circulate slowly. The thick smoke kept drifting to higher ground along with the wind in the cave.

Without the support of my mana, the ice wall began to gradually disintegrate, and huge ice cubes fell from the ice wall.

Without the barrier of the ice wall, the cave has regained good ventilation. We only need to wait for the thick smoke inside to dissipate before we can go in and clean the battlefield.

According to Jijilu, this kind of large goblin tribe will have a goblin king. Usually, the people in the tribe will offer valuable things to their king in exchange for food and various rewards, and the goblin king will also be rewarded for this. Own your own treasure trove.

Winning the battle means that there will be some gains.

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The young orc female warrior took Kentoya's hand and walked out from the darkness. Her face was flushed, while Kentoya was full of energy. Good, the two belonged to the orc squad, and some orc warriors cast envious looks at Kentoya.

I thought: Sure enough, what was said in the miscellaneous talk book is correct, the chests of orc girls are the haven of shelter for the souls of orc warriors.

Seeing that the orc warriors became a little listless, Kalancuo stood up from me, took a tower shield made of iron and wood, and tapped the shield rhythmically with the back of her two-handed sword .

"Crack...crack...crack.crack.crack!"

The orc warriors sitting around heard the sound of Kalancuo's knocking on the shield, and they all raised their heads one after another, looking at Kalancuo with a little confusion.

They knew that the leader, Kalancuo, had something to say, and the surroundings became quiet.

After the ice wall collapsed, Kalancuo nimbly jumped onto the huge ice block that fell nearby, and stuck her two-handed sword on the ground in front of her. The wind wolves in the sky, will they shed tears because of the death of the magic antelope? Or do they feel sorry for the hardships of life of those magic antelopes, so they don’t hunt them and eat grass instead?”

Among the upright orc warriors, some shook their heads, while others said, "No!"

Kalancuo shouted coldly: "If you want to pity the prey in front of you, or those goblins, then simply go back to the coal yard in El City and starve to death!"

The orc warrior was completely dumbfounded by Kalantso's words, and looked at Kalantso in a daze. At this time, Kalantso tore off the bust armor on her body with one hand, revealing her plump chest. Her skin showed The color of wheat, full of luster.

At this time, she was more like a fanatical believer, clenched her fists and patted her chest, and said loudly to those orc warriors: "Every warrior you follow me here has the blood of the wolf god in your body! , Every wolf is the best hunter on the grassland, and they have been hunting non-stop throughout their lives."

"Why are you sad for those prey, why? They are the food in our mouths, hunting them is for our survival, we are at the top of the food chain since the day we were born, this is the law of survival of nature .”

"Look at you... cowardly, what are you doing? When did the orc warrior become as cowardly as a child? Tell me, where is your courage? Where is your belief?"

"They—these ungrateful goblins, it's not our fault that we killed them!"

"Because of the food we provide them, their tribe keeps growing, but what are they doing? Aren't they thinking all day about how to plunder our wealth? These disgusting dwarfs must die! "

Those orc warriors stood up from the ground one after another and gathered around Kalancuo. Like some fanatical believers, they unbuttoned the leather armor with their hands, opened the hard leather armor, and exposed the strong chest inside. Knocking, shouting following Kalantso's voice: "Must die! Must die! Must die!"

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The burnt smell of those corpses, the smell of cooked goblin meat, the smell of internal organs, and the smell of ashes from the burnt dry limestone, all mixed together to make this cave extremely strange, even if it is The orcs, who were never afraid of the smell, had to wear a scarf over their faces.

The strong orcs used short spears to push aside the burnt goblin corpses, clearing a path for people to walk on.

We don't have the slightest interest in the broken copper and iron in the hands of those goblins. Let Jijiru lead the way and return to the cave wall lair of the Danma tribe. The more we go inside, the more tragic the picture we see. The remains of the goblin, which had been burned to the point of death, remained like black imprints on the rocky ground, but there was nothing left except for the imprints.

When we arrived at the entrance of the tunnel where we crawled up, we saw a tall goblin wearing a bronze armor standing in the middle of the pile of corpses, holding a huge wolf root in one hand. Tooth stick, holding a scepter in the other hand, wearing a golden crown on the head, the body has been burned into a pile of dry bones, but the armor is still standing in the center of the field.

The flame of the corpse fire oil did not melt the armor at all, and it seemed that a certain amount of magic red copper must have been mixed into the armor material.

It was supposed to be the king of the goblins of the Danma tribe, but unfortunately we died in this fire before we even met.

The orc warriors began to enter the stone wall lairs one after another, and kept throwing out the corpses of the suffocated goblins in the lair. There were very few magic red copper and red copper ore in these stone wall lairs. The orc warriors collected them for a long time, but only Found a small pile, and it looks like goblins are notoriously poor, and that's true.

Moreover, those orc warriors climbed over the rock wall and burrowed into the lair to search for supplies. Its neck didn't want it to speak at all, and it just slapped Jijirou's face swollen.

This slap for no reason made Jijirou howl.

Before Kalancuo could ask, the goblin Jijilu wailed and begged for mercy: "I say! Don't hit me, don't hit me, I'll tell you everything... I know where the treasures of their tribe are hidden, and I can Help you dig out the treasure, please stop beating me!"

Kalancuo didn't say a word to Jijilu, and was led by him to find a large cave, pointing to the hole and crying, "Here is the entrance to King Danma's treasure house!"

(End of this chapter)