Age of Adepts

Seeing Greem leave, the crimson wizards became active immediately.

It was a rare time to come to a different plane, and they had just won a huge victory. The wizards were all beaming, full of energy and couldn't help but want to vent.

Their gazes turned around for a while on the foreign slaves in the courtyard, and then involuntarily fell on those servants and maids who were beautiful in figure and appearance.

Hmph, that damned orc really enjoys it...

More than one wizard had a similar idea in his heart.

These servants and maids are all beautiful and charming, which also shows the purpose of their previous masters choosing them as maids.

To be honest, the presence of these maids really opened the eyes of the Scarlet Wizards.

Unexpectedly, those green-skinned orcs were all tall and thick, and their faces were so thick and ugly that it was impossible to look directly at them. However, these servant girls who are also orcs are completely different, with a strong and soul-stirring exotic style.

Each of the bunny girls has a pair of snow-white furry long ears, which look extraordinarily cute and cute when they hang down on the back of their heads. Their faces are delicate and fair, with two shallow dimples around their mouths, and a row of white teeth when they smile forcedly, which looks pleasing to the eye.

And the fox girl is from the fox family, with oval faces, slender waist, and a long fiery red tail behind her. She walks gracefully and gracefully, which is also unique.

But the most peculiar ones are those snake girls. Their upper body is female, and their lower body is snake-shaped, and they are all beautiful and attractive. In particular, that pair of strange blue eyes and the plump hemisphere on the chest covered with fine snake scales are even more eye-catching and soul-stirring.

Since then, the four crimson wizards who came with the team are all rookies who were defeated in the last family war and surrendered. Naturally, they dare not compete with Mary and other core wizards for the 'trophies'. Therefore, they could only stand aside helplessly, silently waiting for Mary and the others to choose first.

It can be said that Mary did her best in today's battle, and also sucked the blood of the enemy. So at this moment, she was already very sleepy, she waved at everyone bored, and found a secret room to rest by herself.

As a Tier 3 Brontosaurus, Amus still couldn't change the nature of the dragon, so he selected 3 rabbit girls, 4 fox girls and 1 snake girl in one go, and then he was embraced by them left the hall.

As a green-skinned goblin, it is naturally impossible for Tigule to have any interest in these 'ugly' alien females due to his aesthetic taste. So it also voluntarily gave up and went to find a place to rest by itself.

The remaining wind wizard, Desera, kept licking his lips and moving his index finger.

But considering his image in the eyes of Medusa Dana, he could only reluctantly give up the choice.

Medusa Dana didn't seem to care about Desera's flattery, but a pair of pupils kept turning around those snake girls who were similar in size. Unexpectedly, with a swipe of her hand, Dana took away the remaining 5 snake girls, which also made the 4 new wizards feel regretful.

After a simple discussion, the four new wizards also took away several of their favorite 'handmaids'.

All of a sudden, the whole mansion was full of cannons, and the gentle voices of Cheng Huan from the delicate maids could be heard everywhere!

…………

In a brightly lit secret room.

The corpse of a Tier 3 orc shaman was placed on a solid wooden table.

The animal skin soft robe on it has been taken off, revealing the lean and strong body underneath, as well as the strange indigo magic pattern densely covering all parts of the body.

Greem stretched out his hand and lightly pressed the opponent's chest. The tentacles did not look like normal flesh and blood, but rather resembled cowhide armor that had been tanned many times, tough and dense.

This is actually a natural instinct of orcs, hard skin.

This kind of hard skin can withstand the stabbing and chopping of sharp instruments after later training and sharpening. In this way, even if the orc is naked, it is equivalent to wearing a thick cowhide armor, which can reduce 60% of sharp weapon damage and 20% of blunt weapon attacks during battle.

In any case, this can be regarded as a good racial ability!

Greem's nimble fingers moved slowly on the body of the orc shaman, relying on the fine-grained chip scan and the spiritual penetration of everything, the bones, tendons, organs and secret orifices under the skin and flesh of the orc shaman The hole was almost unreservedly presented in front of Greem.

The orc is worthy of being an orc. Under the hard skin is a layer of solid and dense muscle lines.

From the data fed back by the chip, it can be seen that the muscle lines of the orcs are almost ten times stronger and tougher than elves, and a hundred times stronger than humans. From this point alone, one can already imagine how great the destructive power an orc warrior can unleash when fighting with all his might!

And under the muscles that looked like steel wires, there were extremely dense and thick bones wrapped one by one. These bone grains are thick and uniform, and the surface is wrapped with abnormally full and thick blood vessels, so that they can evenly distribute the force they bear to the entire body, reducing the damage and damage to the bones themselves. Heavy pressure.

As for the internal organs of the orc shaman, there are many differences from the humans in the wizarding world. It looks similar, but if you analyze it carefully, you will find that the orcs in Johnson's plane are completely different from the orcs Greem has seen in other planes, and they are basically two races of different genealogy.

In order not to destroy the magic pattern on the surface of the orc shaman, Greem did not directly dissect it, but used the scanning ability of the chip to scan it completely.

And beside the orc shaman, there are those strange totem poles picked up from the battlefield.

Although with the death of the orc shaman, these totem poles have lost their original elemental activity, but with Greem's perception, they can still detect the remnants of a mysterious force on them.

divine power...

Although the power was extremely weak and obscure, Greem, who had experienced a series of battles in the plane of Faen, still recognized the source of its magic at a glance.

This is magical power!

Seriously speaking, the orc shaman is also the believer and practitioner of the beast god A* in the world.

The power they possess is not obtained from their own hard work, but obtained from the beast god A* through devout prayers and constant pleasing of the gods.

In fact, these orc shamans themselves do not know how to gather and release elemental power, but by praying to the beast god, they obtained the gift of magic from A*. Seriously speaking, every elemental attack that the orc shaman inspires and releases on the battlefield is passed to it by A* through the belief system.

This also explained why Greem lost the ability to cast elemental spells so easily after Greem's burning domain covered the orc shaman. The main reason was not that Greem interfered with the gathering of elemental particles, but that he actually interfered with the orc shaman's innermost heart and the belief channel of the beast god.

For that orc shaman, losing the consolation and protection of the beast god's divine power was actually the most fundamental reason for its final downfall!

"Chip, have the two magic patterns been scanned?"

"Hey, the two three-dimensional magic patterns have been stored in the database, and the similarities and differences between them are being compared and analyzed in detail... It is expected that a basic conclusion will be reached in 23 hours, 48 ​​minutes and 14 seconds..."

It takes 23 hours...

Greem couldn't help but yawned, finally feeling mentally exhausted.

He participated in today's bloody battle from beginning to end. Especially in the siege battle, he turned into the fastest firepower battery, turning most of the city into a sea of ​​flames.

This is undoubtedly quite a huge drain on his mental power!

So as soon as he loosened up now, Greem felt exhausted.

As the Crimson patriarch, Greem didn't rest directly, but greeted that Gru who was wandering around in the orc mansion.

As for Brain Gru, as a strange monster, he doesn't have to go to the battlefield in person, so there is almost no possibility of physical and mental exhaustion. Therefore, under its command and arrangement, all the magical equipment surrounded the orc mansion and guarded it tightly.

After finishing all this, Greem fell asleep in the secret room.

…………

Pompeii.

As the capital of the orc empire on the plane of Johnson, Pompeii is a majestic holy city in the hearts of all orcs.

Especially in the most central part of the city, there is a magnificent temple of the beast god standing tall.

However, at this moment, in the largest hall of this temple, countless orc shamans are roaring and arguing with each other angrily.

"This is the oracle of the beast god... The enemy is a terrible witch who came here with the idea of ​​destroying Johnson's plane. We must not allow them to gain a foothold here..." A fourth-level shaman roared frantically with.

"We already know what you said... But Dry Water City has failed, and we lost nearly 110,000 orc people for this..." An old orc man wearing a purple and gold crown worriedly defended.

"This little sacrifice is nothing...as long as you repel the invaders, Lord Beast God will definitely reward you heavily...At that time, your family and people will always be favored by Lord Beast God..." Another 4 The first-order shaman also loudly 'consolation' next to him.

Under the coercion and lure of several high-ranking shamans, the orc old man had no choice but to sign his name on the parchment they took out and press the copper seal.

With this parchment, these orc shamans will be able to mobilize and recruit all their troops in the name of the orc empire to fight to the death with those wicked witches!

When the orc shaman ran out of the hall excitedly, the old orc king returned to kneel in front of the tall beast god statue above the hall full of worry, and prayed in a low voice with pain on his face.