my age of magic

Chapter 985 86. Justus, who never expected to travel
The dense forest on the top of the extinct volcanic island was cleared by these barbarian slaves to an open area of ​​nearly a thousand square meters, and the vines and low bushes here were all cleared.

A [-]-meter-high Taro tree fell on the slope. The barbarian slave swung the Moonblade Ax and sweated profusely to divide the trunk of the tree, which was more than five meters in diameter, into seven sections, and split the branches that grew on the trunk of the Taro tree into seven sections. After repairing it, they continued to make logs. The barbarian slaves who ate meat were full of energy. Seeing the Faceless Warrior slowly coming up from the bottom of the mountain, the speed of the barbarian slaves swinging the moon blade ax was even faster.

The trench near the slope is full of huge stone balls with unusually rough appearance. These stone balls with a diameter of more than two meters weigh more than ten tons. In addition, there are also giant rolling logs with a diameter of about five meters and a length of about 15 meters. The legs of the baffle under the rolling wood and thunder stone are cut off, and these stone balls and rolling logs will roll down the slope to the foot of the mountain with a thunderous momentum.

Standing next to the huge stone ball, Kalantso looked so petite and lovely against the backdrop of the huge stone ball. She raised her heroic eyebrows, patted the rough stone ball with her hand, and said to me: "Good luck!" Jia, you said that these big guys rolled down the hillside, how many of those Faceless Warriors are left? Is it necessary to use those things?"

"Be prepared, look at their formation, it's clear that they want to eat us in one bite." I said to Kalancuo, looking at the ramp under my feet.

Kalantso kicked the hard rock with his feet, and the huge stone ball lay there motionless, only scraping off a little gravel on the stone ball.

Ying Li squatted aside, picking out some magic scrolls from a magic sealing box. Those scrolls with strong fire magic elements were carried by her back from the imperial capital.

Helena and Becky were sitting under the shade of a tree, rubbing a whetstone against her crimson long sword, while Becky was straightening her tight leather armor and tightening the straps on her gauntlets. Tighter, tried the boxing sword on the back of the hand again, the snake-like sword seedling stretched freely, exuding a cold light.

I moved closer to Helena and sat down next to her, which was shaded by the trees and protected from the scorching sun.

He took the whetstone from Helena's hand, put one hand on the hilt of the crimson long sword, and said to her: "These magic weapons must be careful, and when sharpening the knife, try not to grind those magic rune marks." In fact, once some rune lines are broken, the magic amplification effect on the long sword will be weakened a lot, and sometimes the magic effect will be completely lost."

Helena's pretty face blushed slightly, perhaps because there were some orc warriors carrying oil drums beside her, she didn't want to be too affectionate with me, she leaned towards Becky shyly, and gave me a quick white look , whispered: "Got it! Long-winded!"

Yingli raised his head and looked at me with a smile, beckoned to me, and said to me while brushing his long messy hair behind his ears: "Jijia, help me choose a magic scroll, you said I should put What kind of scroll do you have with you?"

From a pile of scrolls in the magic sealing box, I found a magic scroll that looked a little old. This scroll may have been made for a long time, and the fire element overflowing from it seemed not so stable. Said: "Is this 'big fireball' the kind of fire magic that casts a long distance?"

Ying Li is pushing her eyebrows playfully with her thumbs, maybe her eyes are a little sore from choosing the scroll, she heard my question, she hurried over to take a look, and saw that I took out a very old magic scroll , wrinkled his nose, and said indifferently: "Well, but the disadvantage of this spell is that the distance is inversely proportional to the power, and the fire element decays seriously during the flight."

It seems that Ying Li doesn't like the magic scroll of 'Big Fireball'.

I stuffed this scroll into her hand and said to her, "Keep one scroll, maybe it can be used."

She glanced at me and readily agreed, "Okay!"

Ying Li casually took the magic scroll I handed her and put it in her arms. She is such a cute girl with a soft personality.

As for the 'those things' mentioned by Kalancuo are actually...

Beside a big tree, there was a portal. The orc warriors carried out barrels of corpse fire oil and piled them under the shade of the tree. Several orcs opened the lid of a wooden barrel and lifted the barrel to the ground. Go to the stone ball and the log, cover your nose and use the oil brush to smear the stinking corpse fire oil on the stone ball and the log.

Once these corpse flames are ignited, they will not be easily extinguished. If they roll all the way down the mountain, it is unknown how many faceless warriors will be crushed to death.

The young orc warrior Kentoya came out of the portal carrying a flamethrower with his head down, followed by an orc warrior holding a hydraulic device in his hand. They walked to the front of the trench and fired a flamethrower. The device was placed in the trench.

On the battlefield, the flame-throwing device must be installed at the downwind outlet, and the firepower points must be arranged according to the battlefield and terrain factors.

Today, Kentoya has been promoted to be the captain of the fire-breathing team. Among the orc warriors, he has the most experience and the number of times of using corpse flame injectors, and he has never made a mistake. This time, the orc warriors brought out six flamethrowers. The six fire-breathing devices are required to achieve cross-fire coverage, and block all blind spots on the battlefield.

Fortunately, the terrain here restricts the attack route of the Faceless Warriors. There are three cliffs and only one side is a gentle slope. The Faceless Warriors can only rush up from the south slope. There are six Faceless Mystics in their team. Calling for a storm, in the shroud of the storm, those strong and tall Faceless Elite fighters pushed all the obstacles in front of them.

When those elite faceless warriors waved their tentacles, the tentacles occasionally protruded from the canopy of the dense forest, indicating that they were much taller than ordinary faceless warriors, who could easily climb up the snow Lihao', indicating that when they stretched their bodies, they were about ten meters away.

But in such a dense tropical rain forest, I can see the dancing tentacles of the Faceless Warlords through the gaps in the dense forest, which shows that their bodies must be at least tens of meters high. When they landed in the inner sea, it may be because the distance is too large Far away, it is not very clear, but now with the dense forest as a reference, I can really feel that they are so huge.

The orc warriors sat silently in the trenches on the top of the mountain, with bundles of spears beside them. With the condescending vantage point, the throwing distance of these spears would be greatly increased, and the number of throwing rounds could also be increased, so the flying spears beside them It is no longer a short flying spear, but an ordinary spear with better flight stability in the air.

Originally, the orc warriors carried five short flying spears on their backs, because after the enemy entered the range, the orc warriors threw them at the fastest speed, and they could only throw five rounds in time before entering hand-to-hand combat.

Now that they had logs and boulders, the number of throwing spears could be increased infinitely, so bundles of spears were placed beside them. At this time, the orc warriors were carefully sharpening each spear with a whetstone.

Kalantso looked at the bundle of spears and said to me regretfully: "Once the battlefield catches fire, all these spears thrown onto the battlefield will be destroyed, and all these iron and wood spear shafts will be ignited. The tip of the spear will also be calcined until it is no longer sharp, these spears have never been used on the battlefield, they are all brand new things, it is too wasteful to just throw them out like this.”

"The so-called war is fighting for consumption. Don't worry, victory will make up for all our losses." After speaking, I patted her wheat-colored arm, feeling her delicate skin is so tight.

As for the barbarian slaves in the trenches on the other side, they are not yet in place. They are still chopping down giant logs. More than 15 barbarian slaves pulled a chain that was as thick as an adult's arm, and pulled a [-]-meter-long giant log into the ground. After dragging to the back of the trench, the sweat on their white skin has gathered into a river, and the totem patterns on their bodies are more and more clearly visible.

Several barbarian warriors carried bundles of five-meter-long steel pipes out of Xinliu Valley.

These steel pipes were originally transported to the underground caves of Xinliu Valley to prevent the goblins in the underground caves. They often dig tunnels underground and try to steal various materials in the underground warehouses. At that time, Bernd and I came up with a plan. Steel pipes are nailed into the rock wall of the underground warehouse, so that if there is a sound of digging the rock wall in the cave, the sound will be infinitely amplified by the steel pipes, so that we can know where those despicable thieves are hiding as soon as possible.

Now most of the goblin tribes in the caves around the underground warehouse in Xinliu Valley have been wiped out by the dwarf Bernd and the orc warriors. At present, there are at least tens of thousands of goblin slaves serving us in the underground caves. A light rail was spilled with the blood of goblin slaves.

The remaining steel pipes have been placed in the underground warehouse. These steel pipes are already rusty, but the bevel at one end of the steel pipes is still sharp. Barbarian slaves are not qualified to bring their own spears, so they aimed their eyes at these steel pipes. Five meters The long steel pipe is just right for a barbarian who is more than three meters tall.

The scorching sun shines directly from the top of the head, and the ground that is not covered by the dense forest is exposed to the sun. The rich water contained in the soil evaporates quickly. Standing in the forest on the top of the mountain is like being in a big steamer that is unbearably hot.

A big battle was coming, and Justus was lying in the trench, looking at me in surprise, and said to me: "I thought you would continue the tactics on Tidal Island, consume a lot of magic scrolls, and create an ice and snow World, freeze all your opponents to death, and then use those giants to rush into the ice and snow to harvest their lives, I didn't expect you to have another way of fighting."

"I am worried that the magic scrolls are not prepared enough, and I am even more worried that they will not rush into the ice formation. The biggest weakness of the ice and snow formation is that it cannot move. If the enemies outside the formation cannot enter the formation, in such hot weather, The 'Scroll of Frost' cannot sustain the frost effect for too long, and these Faceless Warriors are not those mindless sea beasts." I smiled and explained to Justus.

"You are such a guy who can bring me some 'surprises' anytime and anywhere." Justus picked a blade of grass and chewed it in his mouth, then gestured with one hand, and said to me: "Know that I am now What kind of feeling do you have?"

"What?" I turned my head to look at this man who could contend against the 'devil's blood' with his own physique.

There was excitement in his eyes, it was a scorching gaze, which made him a little excited, and he said to me: "This is the closest I've come to fulfilling my oath, thinking about it this way, I don't know whether I should hate those people or not." Guy from the Priory of the Dark Arts."

I suddenly said: "Speaking of this, those monks arrested you there for the treasure of the Pirate King?"

He was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Of course, you don't realize that there will be something in that treasure house?"

I made no secret of my goal, and replied: "There is the horn of the soul. For me, there is nothing more important than it. Do you think I still care about those ordinary treasures?" , gold coins can only be regarded as a precious metal, in the Grimm Empire, this is the common currency among magicians!"

As I said that, I grabbed a handful of magic spar from my purse.

"Magic crystal?" A look of envy flashed in his eyes.

I know that the envy in my eyes is not for these magic crystals, but for the Grimm Empire in my mouth. For Justus, who has lived in Vashj for most of his life, he knows Grimm Empire from the mouth of an adventurer. The empire knows the prosperous imperial capital, the icy city of Sloit, the industrial capital of San Carlos, the emerald bay of Ignace, the water city of Haiyinsi, and the garden city of Strange Rock. I never expected to take a trip

I nodded and said, "Yes, every magician will not lack this thing."

Well, I admit that this sentence is a bit bragging. In fact, most magicians are still very scarce.

"Jijia, they're coming!" Katerina reminded me, lying on the trench and looking at the situation on the hillside.

At this time, Kalancuo had already started calling the orc warriors to get in position quickly, and those barbarian slaves also gave up their unfinished work and jumped into the ditch with strides, eight barbarian slaves stood on the baffle of the rolling wood Below, holding a huge ax in their hands, their expressions were a little nervous. They were responsible for cutting down the eight pillars as soon as they heard the order.

As the Faceless Warrior climbed up the mountainside, Kalancuo waved his hand, and a group of orc warriors stood up from the ditch, holding spears in their hands and preparing to throw, and the barbarian slaves also stood up from the ditch. Come out, holding a five-meter-long steel pipe in his hand.

The Faceless Warriors on the mountainside saw the orc warriors and barbarian slaves showing their figures, let out a low growl, and climbed up the slope to the top of the mountain with hands and feet. In the wind and rain created by the mystics, their blue skin shone brightly under the sun, and those tiger skin stripes were even more hideous. Ten-meter-long tentacles danced in the air. Hundreds of Faceless Warriors stood Together, a dense piece of darkness.

Kalancuo stood on the high hill, raised his hand high, and shouted: "Get ready...to throw!"

Spears rained down...

(End of this chapter)