The Mythical Races I Created

Assam's murloc soldiers panicked.

"What's the matter, what are you doing to kill him!"

"You're crazy. It's still very close to the island of Crete. If you want to grab a weapon, the evil mage will notice you."

"Release your weapon!"

The murloc holding the dark sword raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a terrifying sneer, the belief in the Spirit of Creation flashed in his mind, and at the same time boundless darkness poured into his mind.

"Then, Hook will only think that it is the best thing for the dark sword to fall into the best murloc."

"Actually, the moment I got the Dark Sword, I suddenly understood one thing."

"That's why I am the best murloc. Did you see it just now, I cut the waves with one sword and saved you."

The rest of the murloc soldiers didn't respond, just looked at him in fear.

But there was a voice in the murloc's mind, and the voice told him, that's exactly what it is, from today on you are the [Dark One].

A mage with dark magic.

Your magic is second only to the evil mage Hook.

From today onwards, you are no longer a murloc, you are a mage race, you are different, and you are extremely powerful.

You believe in the creation spirit, and you can use magic.

The sword said, leave those red fish alone, I want you to find something that can strengthen the sword.

The sounds were like the humming of a swarm of bees, humming all the time in his head.

These voices kept telling him several things, talking and talking. In the end, even this murloc thought he was a dark one, and he thought he was different.

The Dark One murloc swept over a few murloc soldiers, and in the face of these murky demands, he raised a finger. "Now, I'll give you a chance."

"I'll let you swim for ten minutes."

"In this short period of time, I will definitely not be with you, but I will kill you immediately after ten minutes."

"Everyone, take advantage of this time... run."

Several murloc soldiers looked at each other, and they wanted to persevere. After all, that was the weapon that Assam wanted to get.

They can't get it, and they can't make a difference when they go back.

But in the face of the threat of death, they thought for a while, then turned their heads and ran.

The Dark One carried his sword and followed these murlocs in a hurry with interest. He thought it felt so good...

Also, the sword is encouraging him to do so.

What does this mean?

This shows that doing bad things is a good thing.

…

On the island of Crete, the departure of the giant couple did not make Hook much regret.

He feels that the strength of this new race is not enough. They can only be used as meat shields on the island of Crete. If it is another thousand years, maybe these meat shields can be turned into sharp weapons to break the enemy's weapons.

But right now...not yet.

"Giants are a race worth looking forward to." Hook mused: "It may not be possible now, but who would have thought that the magic of a thousand years ago could evolve to such a degree, and who would have thought that the shamanic culture of the orcs could develop to such a degree. planting level.”

Let alone a thousand years, just say two hundred years ago, the court of Augustus announced that magic had reached its peak, but in just a few decades everything had changed.

Those elves who say that magic is no longer necessary to develop and have come to an end can only be slapped in the face again and again in the end.

Like now.

Who would have thought that more than a thousand years later, an elf mage named Hook, who used the alchemy under the banner of black magic, made a fel-energy flaming sword and gave a murloc magic.

That magic is too weak compared to the spirits.

Just like the light of a firefly compared to Haoyue, the murlocs possessing magic have gained an absolute position among murlocs.

below the castle.

"I knew that the existence of this ritual would not let me set up secret hands so easily." Hook wiped his forehead. "It must have found me, yes, I was so impatient that it actually attacked Assam, the core of its plan."

"However, what neither I nor it thought was that in our confrontation, there would be a Dark One."

Dark magic is already different from black magic.

It seems to be a new research direction, but Gu Mengya is too weak. After all, magic is only powerful in the hands of elves, and it may not be so powerful in the hands of others.

"When I was forging the dark sword, I consciously left this evolutionary direction. I imagined that if the soul of a murloc is entangled with the dark sword, can the magical energy of the dark sword be used by the murloc." Hook said: "I didn't expect the owner of Red Fish to give me an answer by mistake."

"The murloc can use the dark sword to cast some specific spells."

"It's a pity that the dark sword is an unexpected product that can't be found. It hasn't reached the point where the magic items I can create at any time can allow ordinary people to use weak magic."

Hook said: "Since the dark sword plan failed. Now I have to face another problem, I was discovered by the master behind the red fish."

"It's targeting me."

"Soon Attila will also be found on the head."

"It's like a patrol inspector. After I'm targeted by it, I'll be found no matter what I do. I'm sure to lose this way of playing, so I have to change the way of playing."

"I want it not only to think I'm not a threat, but also to see me."

…

Kobold Kingdom.

The Jackal Prince has been living a good life recently. The huge silk trade has allowed him to easily obtain political capital that is astonishing.

On the contrary, his two younger brothers have to pay land and funds for the distant futures.

The thought of this made him laugh out loud.

There was not even the singing and dancing in front of him and the beauties beside him, and the aggrieved expressions of the two younger brothers in his mind came happily.

A guard came in outside to pass the news. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com passed the news to each other through several servants. The woman beside the jackal prince lowered her head and said to the prince, "Your Highness, something happened in the Desert of Death."

"Something happened?" The Jackal Prince was puzzled, and he said impatiently, "What happened?"

"Thousands of death **** giant scorpions... climbed out of the desert and walked in one direction."

"The oasis said that there is even a city-sized giant scorpion following the scorpion, but their route does not coincide with the location of the oasis, so there is no danger in the oasis."

"Oasis said that they suspected the origin of those giant scorpions and asked to enter the library in Ageria to investigate the origin of those giant scorpions."

The Jackal Prince lost interest after hearing half of it.

His interests are only in the kobold kingdom.

The world outside the kobold kingdom seemed to him as if it didn't exist.

His vision was limited to a corner.

"I see."