Of course it didn't stop because of this, the orcs would never stop charging. Orn Bloodhoof slammed the totem to the ground, causing cracks in the ground and spreading rapidly in the direction of Ikosela. Basically, high-level tauren warriors know this practical shamanic witchcraft, Earth Splitting Technique. Especially when facing a group charge of human cavalry, Ground Splitting Technique is simply not very practical. Sure enough, Ikosela saw the gap spreading towards her and moved her body to the side. What Ern Bloodhoof was waiting for was the moment when the human female knight moved her body in order to avoid the earth-shattering spell. Ikosela's prepared posture made Ern feel a great threat. He felt that once he rushed over like the previous time, the little human's counterattack would directly defeat him. Now that her flaw was exposed, Ern Bloodhoof immediately stepped forward and smashed the granite totem hard at Ikosela. Knight Rodel, who has experienced many battles, naturally saw the intention of Ern Bloodhoof, so she did not hide to the left and right sides. Instead, she used the golden shield that had just been inserted on the ground and her feet wearing armor and heavy boots. Stomping hard on the shield, Ikosela took the initiative to rush towards Ern Bloodhoof. She has clearly told Ern Bloodhoof that in the Golden Dynasty, power is the reason for being when facing the enemy's attack, how could the knight from the border area dodge. When they meet on a narrow road, only the king who dares to wield his sword will win.
Owen Bloodhoof naturally did not expect that this human female knight, who was not as tall as herself even if she wore armor, would take the initiative to rush towards him, but the attack in her hand had already been launched, and at this time, its old strength had gone and new strength had not yet been regenerated. moment. The strong tauren warrior could only barely change the direction of the totem in his hand, so that it could hit the Rodel knight close to him with its own strength, but the lethality would definitely be reduced a lot. Ikosela used her own body to forcefully eat the totem swung by Orn Bloodhoof. The golden dragon thunder attached to the armor seemed to have spirituality, gathering at the location where the totem was about to hit, forming a thin protective layer. , making Ern Bloodhoof feel that the totem in his hand was struggling to break through something slippery. Oon Bloodhoof's attack was relieved of most of its force by Dragon Thunder Blessing, and finally hit Icothela's body, but did not smash Icothela into the ground as it imagined. Then the alarm bells rang in Oun Bloodhoof's heart, and he stepped heavily on his feet, trying to distance himself from Ikosela. But how could Knight Rodel let the Tauren Warrior's idea succeed? Ikosela lowered his figure, stabilized his posture, and then took a long step forward. The knight's sword thrust from bottom to top towards Oorn Bloodhoof with sharp white sword energy. In the border area, there are many creatures that are much larger than humans. In order to challenge these enemies that are larger than themselves, people have specially developed a combat technique-hunting giants. As a Rodel knight with superb martial arts skills, Ikosela had naturally learned this combat skill, and the figure of the tauren warrior in front of him perfectly matched the hunting target of this combat skill. In desperation, Ern Bloodhoof quickly placed the totem in front of him, and then felt a huge force hitting his totem weapon, and at the same time, his arm hugging the granite pillar felt pain. The knight's sword penetrated the thick granite pillar and pierced Ern Bloodhoof's arm at the same time. Ikosela forcefully pulled the knight's sword back, then twisted his body and kicked Ern Bloodhoof in the waist with a leg whip. , kicking it back. Ern Bloodhoof took a few steps back unsteadily, gritted his teeth, endured the excruciating pain, and immediately hugged the totem with his other uninjured hand, preparing to fight back. Ikosela did not interrupt his attack. After kicking Ern Bloodhoof away, he immediately followed up and used the [Hunting Giant] combat skill again. Roland, who was standing on a high platform watching the battle, couldn't hold back. He suddenly felt that Ikosela was like the wheelchair man in the game who relied on repeating combat skills to defeat the enemy. But for Ikosela, she has no concept of repeating combat skills. As long as the combat skill is easy to use, practical, can defeat the enemy, and can't be broken for a while, then why doesn't she continue to practice it again? "Grass!" Ern Bloodhoof once again saw the knight's great sword in Knight Rodel's hand stabbing from bottom to top. The tauren warrior couldn't help but burst out what he had learned from the group of mercenaries in the human kingdom. Bad language. With one arm severely injured, it could no longer withstand Ikosela's attack. The knight's sword cut open the gray leather armor wrapped in the power of the totem, and opened a bloody gash on the chest inside. Orn Bloodhoof roared in pain, and at the same time, he took the granite totem with his other hand and swung it towards Ixella, saying angrily: "Get away!" Ecosela suddenly stopped in her tracks and watched calmly as the granite totem waved by in front of her, and the strong wind caused the yellow cloak behind her to flutter.
When Ern Bloodhoof saw that the attack failed, he immediately placed the totem in front of him, and the muscles in his body tensed to prepare for the opponent's next Ikosela uses the combat technique against a large enemy like herself again, Orn Bloodhoof will let her know what cruelty is. But the tauren warrior obviously forgot one thing due to the pain of the wound on his body, that is, Ikosela is not a human warrior who only knows the skill of [Hunting Giants]. Ikosela once again assumed the initial preparation posture. She raised the knight's sword with both hands and kept it parallel to the ground. Then she aimed at the granite totem across the chest of Ern Bloodhoof and made a fierce upward strike. The weapon of the tauren warrior in a defensive posture was knocked away by Ikosela with the knight's sword. Ern Bloodhoof took a few steps back again and knelt on the cold ground. The granite totem fell heavily and rolled aside. The cheers of the tauren who had been watching all around also stopped suddenly. Just when Orn Bloodhoof was struggling to get up, the cold knight's sword came close to its neck, causing its movements to stagnate. Orn Bloodhoof's eyes flashed fiercely. It didn't want to admit defeat, and even wanted to reach out and grab the sharp blade of the knight's sword. Seeing its actions, Ikosela said: "You have already lost." "No, I haven't lost yet! I'm still breathing, I can still move!" Ern Bloodhoof's eyes were blood red, and he suddenly squeezed his hand on the knight's sword, and the sharp blade immediately cut open its palm. Bright red blood dripped down the blade. Ikosela reminded him coldly: "Look at your own feet, Orn Bloodhoof, you have already stepped out of the duel circle." After hearing these words, Owen Bloodhoof immediately came back to his senses and looked down at his feet. Sure enough, it had already retreated outside the white line drawn by the duel circle at some point. After discovering this fact, Orn Bloodhoof wanted to refute something, but the words were stuck in his throat and eventually turned into a sigh. It loosened its grip on the blade of the knight's great sword, looked at the compatriots around it who were staring at it, and said dejectedly: "Yes, you won, human. You won the final victory of the [Anglomar Duel]. " Then it stood up and came to Ikosela. Sensing that the other party had lost its hostility, Ikosela allowed the other party to raise the hand holding the knight's sword. Ignoring the pain in his palm, Orn Bloodhoof gently raised Ikosela's arm-armored hand and loudly announced to the surrounding tauren warriors: "[Anglomar Duel] The winner has been decided! The winner has been decided. She is a human knight from the Golden Dynasty, Ikosela! From now on, she will take my place and become the number one warrior of the Bloodhoof clan!" "Oh oh oh oh!" Under Ikosela's surprised gaze, the surrounding tauren warriors burst into cheers after hearing what Orn Bloodhoof said. "Icothela! Icothela!" The Bloodhoof clan fell into a sea of carnival, chanting Icothela's Orn Bloodhoof himself was shouting in the name of the human knight who defeated him. Jonson Bloodhoof showed a smile and said to Roland beside him: "It seems that our Bloodhoof clan has no dissatisfaction with joining the Golden Dynasty. Thank you very much for your respect and understanding, Lord Roland. And I want to express my gratitude for the previous I apologize for the rudeness of my compatriots.” Roland waved his hand: "It would be great if it can be completely solved, but your warrior should be seriously injured. Ikosela's dragon thunder is not so easy to resist." "It doesn't matter. As long as the roots are not hurt, our Bloodhoof warriors can recover after a few days of rest." Jonson Bloodhoof said nonchalantly. Roland shook his head slightly: "Then consider it a small gift to welcome you to join the Golden Dynasty." After saying that, Roland raised his head and called to Knight Rodel who had won the victory for him: "Icosela! This bottle of red dew is for you and the tauren warrior to use!" When Icosela heard her master's call, she immediately turned around, gently broke away from the raised hand of Ern Bloodhoof, came to Roland, and took the Red Dew Drop Holy Grail bottle with respectful hands. She unscrewed the cap of the bottle and took a sip. The dew drop of grace immediately restored her physical strength and healed the hidden wounds she had just suffered in the battle. Then she carefully wiped the mouth of the bottle, came to Owen Bloodhoof holding the Red Dew Drop Holy Grail bottle, and handed it over. When Oon Bloodhoof saw how solemn Icosela was treating the vial, he carefully pinched it with two fingers, and then imitated what Icosela had just done, and drank the remaining liquid in it. . .
Ikosela looked with some distress at Ern Bloodhoof who drank the dew drop of grace as water, stretched out his hand to take back the Holy Grail bottle, wiped it carefully, and capped the bottle again. Oon Bloodhoof, who drank the favor of the red dew drop, was surprised to find that his physical strength was rapidly recovering. The arm that was penetrated during the duel began to heal quickly, and the wounds cut by the knight's sword also appeared on his palms and chest. The new skin makes it feel a little even felt that the hidden wounds it had sustained during previous battles and hunting had also been repaired. "Moo——!" It made a cheerful cow cry this time, expressing its respect to Roland and the great chief, and then showed its strong and intact body to its compatriots. The surrounding tauren naturally noticed that Oen Bloodhoof's injuries healed in a short time, so these honest tauren warriors immediately called out another name: "Roland! Roland!" "Do you orcs like to cheer other people's names so much?" Roland was shocked by the enthusiastic cheers. He turned to Jonson Bloodhoof and asked with a wry smile. Jonson Bloodhoof also smiled happily. Roland's treatment of Ikosela and Orn Bloodhoof made the warchief feel that he really had no choice in surrendering. After hearing Roland's question, it answered with a smile: "Of course, I'm afraid you will often hear people from the Bloodhoof clan shouting your name from Moren City." Roland shrugged helplessly, thinking that it would be fine as long as he didn't put up sculptures of himself everywhere. If Ikosela could hear the voice in Roland's heart, she would definitely answer him: These tauren are not needed to erect the sculpture. The people of the Golden Dynasty will be fully responsible. Chapter 49: About the feasibility of dwarves learning border magic After dealing with the Bloodhoof clan's entry into the city, Roland returned to the city lord's hall to talk to Kahn Hammer about the Stoneheart Castle deal, or rather His Highness the Prince's unilateral thanks. After all, the dwarf prince had previously taken several jars of Roland's wine and promised to give Roland a well-fitting mithril armor. So he directly sent the mithril armor over during this meeting. Roland did not feel that the defensive power of this mithril armor could not withstand the attacks of border weapons, so he directly wore this priceless and precious inner armor on his body. First, because Roland felt that this was the dwarf prince's intention. If a friend gave him a gift, Roland would definitely take it seriously no matter how valuable it was. Secondly, although the weapons at the junction cannot be blocked, there are not that many weapons on this continent that can easily break through the solid defense of Mithril Armor. It is used to prevent oneself from being plotted when one is very unlucky. Very useful. "Thank you for your kindness, Kahn." Roland put on his white coat again and thanked Kahn Hammer. Since the dwarf prince became familiar with Roland, Roland no longer pretended to call him "His Royal Highness" or "His Excellency Kahn". Kahn Iron Hammer waved his hand with a smile: "It doesn't matter, who is the relationship between us brothers? The wine you have here tastes much more refreshing than the wine sold by that girl in Lu Yi. My dad can smell it. He ran to my place and grabbed a few jars and took them back, but it made me feel bad." Roland was also amused by Kahn Hammer's words, and couldn't help but laugh and said: "Then you can just make up a few jars from me and go back. Anyway, you dwarves will have enough to drink in Morn City." "Good brother, that's enough! I've been waiting for your words." Kahn Hammer clapped his hands and shouted happily, making Roland feel that the dwarf was so miserable that he was waiting for him to jump into this pit. Then his tone lowered and he continued: "By the way, in addition to giving you the mithril armor, I also want to tell you something. I'm afraid you won't know the situation and you will get into trouble." "Oh? What news did you get that you actually think I can fall into trouble?" Roland showed a curious look. The dwarf never makes a mistake. Kahn Ironhammer cleared his throat and said: "In addition to the troops of the Charles Empire, you should know that among the troops that attacked Morn City before, there were also mages from the Alfa Council, right?" Roland nodded. He knew this long before he was attacked, and Huali Si, who had already passed away, told him personally. "We have Stoneheart Castle because Emperor Judas of the Charles Empire sent a bunch of treasures that are also very precious to the dwarves. In addition, they told us that there are two 'Titans' here in Morn City that are more powerful than the 'Titans' forged by the dwarves." They want a powerful alchemy colossus, so my father agreed to send troops to help. There is also a hint of dissatisfaction in this, and I want to have a head-to-head contest with your alchemy colossus from Moren City." Karn Hammer said this with a bit of embarrassment. He touched his beard. The dwarf prince straightforwardly told the reason for Stoneheart Castle to send troops, and after seeing that Roland didn't show any strange expression, he continued: "The Offensive Council made a deal with General Fowler alone without telling the Charles Empire. Trade. The content of their trade is exactly the crops grown in your city of Morn." Roland's face became serious: "The Offensive Council is eyeing crops? Kahn, are you sure they are talking about getting the food produced in Moen City, and not just a tactical idea of cutting off food and grass?"
Kahn Hammer nodded: "Yes, that's right. Because I made a bet with the female mage named Daphne. Her bet was that after entering Morn City, she would have priority to plant all the crop seeds planted by your Golden Dynasty. The right to take away.” "Thank you very much, Kahn. This news is indeed very important to us." After hearing this, Roland pinched his eyebrows with a headache. He knew that the crops grown under the blessing and light of the golden tree would sooner or later be discovered by people from other countries, and he was mentally he didn't expect the magicians of the Arcane Council to discover the secrets of this crop so early. I'm afraid the city will need to strengthen its defense against the infiltration of magicians from other worlds in the future. Just now, the mages serving the Calian royal family were unlocked and summoned, allowing them to set up more magic traps in the city where they store food and grass. "I wish I could help you, brother." Kahn Hammer said. Then he blinked his eyes buried under the long reddish-brown eyebrows, paused, and couldn't suppress the curiosity in his heart and asked: "Brother Roland, why are the mages of the Austrian Council so concerned about this gold of yours?" The food produced by the dynasty? Although I admit that the dishes you cook are indeed more delicious than most places, I don’t think those arrogant mages of the Officine Council will go to war against your Golden Dynasty just because of this." Roland shrugged. Anyway, the forging stone had been shown to Kahn Ironhammer, so the secret of food and grass that had been blessed by gold didn't matter. So he answered Kahn Hammer's doubts: "Actually, it allows people without magic talents to have a greater chance of awakening magic talents. That's why the Austrian Law Council is so interested in the crops recently produced in Morn City. .” Roland actually said he was being modest. In fact, the probability of awakening his magical talent was 100%.It's just that everyone's system is different, so the time it takes and how much food and grass they consume are also different. "Hey, I thought this food was made of mithril, which made these mages so eager." Karn Hammer curled his lips in boredom. The dwarves cannot use magic, so Karn Hammer naturally lost interest in these grains. Roland blinked, his eyes showing a thoughtful look. He had read about dwarves from books, and naturally knew that these dwarves were a race that was naturally insulated from magic. But it seems, right? This race on the continent of Sarid cannot use magic. What do they care about the magic prayers in my border area? Knowing that even the queen of demihumans could wield a staff to cast magic, Roland decided to let Karn Hammer give it a try. It just so happened that he had insisted on drawing a demi-human queen staff from the system's daily friendly lottery for so many days. This staff had very low intelligence requirements on the for a faded person who never points to intelligence and only has 10th intelligence... Wait, Roland was stunned. The minimum intelligence attribute requirement for this thing in the game seems to be [-] points. Sorry, all ⑨-intelligent faded warriors, your intelligence is not even as good as the demi-human queen (Yunbei). How about you dual-wielding? It's impossible not to have an intelligence of 5!Be ashamed! (gritting teeth) Roland asked, "Kahn, have you been eating the food that the Offensive Council is worried about for so many days in Morn City?" Karn Ironhammer grinned: "Of course, your city of Morn has almost become the second hometown of gourmet food. After a busy day, we dwarves came out of the hot forge and went to the hotel run by your locals to order a drink. Refreshing ale, coupled with these delicious delicacies, it is a day like a king. If my father knew that I was so happy eating and drinking here every day, I'm afraid he would have come all the way from the forge of Stoneheart Castle. .” Roland looked a little strange: "Does your dwarf king also stay in the forge all day?" As he spoke, Roland thought of a dwarf who looked similar to Karn wore a gold crown inlaid with goose-egg-sized gems on his head, and wore luxurious royal robes, but he picked up a heavy forging hammer in his hand, laughing wildly as he hit the forging bench in front of him with a smile on his face. , beard, and body were covered with dirty carbon dust. "Hahaha, of course, we love forging metal to an extent that you humans can't understand." Karn Hammer laughed first, and then asked in confusion: "But you asked me what kind of food I have been eating these days. What?" Roland answered straightforwardly: "I would like to ask you to do an experiment on how dwarves can use spells." After hearing Roland's words, Kahn Hammer was excited at first, and then immediately became muttered: "Impossible. Our dwarf ancestors also worked hard and spent countless money to buy treasures or props that can make people awaken their magical talents, but they all failed without exception, as if the God of the Earth It's like Graia eliminated magic from the dwarves' bloodline. I'd like to thank you for your kindness in advance." Roland comforted the frustrated dwarf prince in front of him: "Don't be discouraged. As my ally, you should believe that nothing is impossible. You yourself can see that the forging stone of the Golden Dynasty has a trace of power that can kill gods. , why don’t you want to believe that our food can create miracles and allow dwarves to use spells?” Karn Hammer suddenly raised his head, his eyes lit up, and the dwarf prince's hands trembled with excitement. Yes, it's incredible enough that the Golden Dynasty possesses a forged stone that contains the power of killing gods. Why don't you want to believe Roland again?Just in case, just in case the power contained in these grains is of the same nature as the god-killing power in the forging stone...
Kahn Ironhammer suddenly thought of the golden tree that stood tall above the city. He suddenly realized that all the surprises about the Golden Dynasty could not avoid this huge golden tree. His Royal Highness the Dwarf Prince then realized that this mysterious golden tree did not seem to be like the world tree that outsiders had inferred. It was similar to the World Tree where the elves had lived for generations. The only one who can kill the gods is the power of fellow gods. The only one who can allow the dwarves who are insulated from magic to use magic... He had an inference in his mind that made his hair stand on end - that the golden tree itself was some kind of god that had not yet grown up?Or is it gestating a certain god? Kan Iron Hammer suddenly looked at Roland and shuddered suddenly. "What's wrong?" Roland asked with concern when he saw Kahn Hammer suddenly trembling.