Mage Joan

Casio paused the climb, looked back at the statue, freed his left hand and slammed it against the middle finger, and then continued to climb upward, letting the statue curse and ignore it.

Joan was the last to climb the bean vine until he climbed a thousand feet above the ground, and there was a hysterical cry from the statue below.

"Casio! You bastard, dare to leave me! Wait and see, I will make you regret sooner or later!"

...

The rapped statue chattered for two hours, seeming to be bored, and closed his mouth in dismay, looking like an ordinary statue.

The mountains returned to silence, the sun gradually slanted west, and the mist shrouded in the darkness.

At this moment, footsteps suddenly heard from the forest opposite the mountain stream. The first thing that came out was a man in black robe holding a staff, followed by an orc warrior with long arms and knees and a strange troll with nine heads.

"Master Shaman, there are traces of campfires here. It seems that some people camped here not long ago. It may be Shrek."

"It's better to be them, lest we run again in vain."

"Snake Hand" Sharman looked somber.

Since losing the "Night Hound", he has not been so easy to track Joan and his party. He has spent a lot of effort to find the trace of the four people, and he has gone astray many times. Fortunately, he finally returned to the right track. on.

"Master Shaman, the traces left in this area are strange..."

"Tearer" Kulkin walked along the river beach and carefully observed the surface traces. First, he found that the surface was cracked with many large and small ravines, and then saw the purple mushrooms that were trampled, the trunk of the coke, and a straight upward Growing and wondering how tall the green plants are, he finally saw a humanoid stone sculpture and a monster carcass covered with a hard carapace.

Along the way, the confusion in Culkin's eyes gradually deepened.

"This is the wreckage of'Screaming Fungus', this is... Huh? It was actually the body of an adult land shark! Shrek what the **** are they doing here!"

The orc chief scratched his head again and again, and the chaotic and strange sight in front of him made him puzzled.

"Hey... Dude, do you need help? I can help you with your doubts."

A sudden sneer came behind him, scaring Kulkin and Sharman, and turned around to look at the stone statue that suddenly spoke.

"what are you!"

Kurkin hated the insulting word "green skin", glaring at the statue with a somber face, and his eyes suddenly became subtle.

"Strange! Why do you guys look a bit like that grungy poet Casio?"

"Poor poet? Hahaha! Brother Greenskin, your evaluation of Casio's **** can't be more appropriate!"

The statue gritted its teeth, and its face was full of bitterness.

"Tell me the truth, are you Casio's friends or his enemies."

Courkin did not dare to answer without permission and turned his head to look at Shaman.

"We are in a hostile camp with Casio and are tracking the whereabouts of the four of them." Sharman said with a blank expression.

"Very good, it's good..." The rap statue smiled in revenge. "To tell you the truth, Casio they went to find a secret treasure. This is what Casio said personally and I heard it with my own ear!"

Sharman and Kurkin looked at each other, and then asked the statue: "Can you tell us, in which direction did Casio and his party go?"

"Yes, of course. But it's boring to speak directly, let's guess a riddle."

The statue was full of secrets and his voice was low.

"It's not southeast, northwest, nor deep into the earth, you all come to guess, where did Casio go?"

Shaman narrowed his eyes for a few seconds, and suddenly opened his eyes, turning his head to look at the bean seedling that leads directly to the sky, as if an electric light flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"Kurkin, Scala, follow me!" Sharman strode towards the bean seedling and said firmly: "Casio they must have climbed up this huge bean seedling. The end of the bean seedling is the treasure gate. !"

Kurkin nodded his head and whispered, "Master Shaman, it's best to let Scala climb up to explore the way. Once he has an undead body, it doesn't matter if it is in danger. What matters more is... Don't worry about this beast following me."

"Afraid it will bite your ass?"

Sharman smiled deliberately, waved and ordered the nine trolls to climb the bean seedlings first, and immediately climbed up.

Culkin landed at the end, tightening his belt, holding the bean vines with both hands, and was about to climb up, and suddenly a shout of rap made from behind him.

"Wait a minute! Brother Greenskin, don't forget to bring me! You just got valuable information from me, can't you be ungrateful!"

"ungrateful?"

The orc chief grinned and turned to the statue, his eyes murderous.

"No... don't come over!"

The statue felt dangerous, but the only thing it could move up and down the whole body was a mouth. It could not escape without trying to escape, and could only scream and ask for mercy in vain.

"Unforgetfulness? You told me about ungratefulness? A statue of you, dare to threaten Lao Tzu, do you really think you are so great? Go to hell, idiot!"

Culkin slapped the head of the broken statue with a slap, flew a foot and kicked it off the waist. Finally, he spitted contemptuously on the debris and turned back to Dou Yang and climbed up quickly.

...

When Chaman, Culkin, and Scala traced to the beach, Joan, Clark, Shrek, and Casio had climbed the whole bean vine all afternoon.

The four finally entered the depths of the cloud at the point when their physical energy was about to be exhausted, and witnessed the magnificent wonders they had never seen before in their lives.

As the bean vine extended to the sky, Joan and his party climbed along the vine and had to grind their teeth to overcome two major obstacles:

The lower and higher temperatures in the upper air, and the more and more violent airflow!

Clark is a frost giant who is not afraid of the cold. Shrek and Casio are strong ogres and high ogres. They are more resistant to low temperatures and cold winds. Just be careful to avoid being blown by the wind.

Counting the 4-point physique bonus provided by "Gorgeous Belt", Joan's physique is also strong among ordinary people, but after all, he can't compare with the talented frost giants and ogres. The cold wind blew his teeth, and his hands and feet stiffened.

He knew that he could not hold on in such a harsh environment for too long, so he stopped climbing, freed his hands to cast spells, and blessed himself with the first ring of arcane "endurance environment" he learned from the scrolls donated by Clark not long ago.

A magic radiance was injected into Joan's chest through the fingertips, as if a warm stream spread all over the body, immediately dispelling the cold, and the almost frozen body quickly regained vitality.

Qiao An breathed a sigh of relief and raised his lips slightly, thanking himself that he had learned the spell of "enduring the environment" specifically for dealing with harsh climates, otherwise I might have to say goodbye to this treasure hunt in advance.

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