Witch, don't be so lazy

Like a stranded whale, its beautiful stripes cracked, revealing shocking wounds, and every sound was its cry.

What made everyone even more panic was that a large number of spells and prohibitions guarding the "Heart of the Angry Shark" were suddenly broken, and the magic workshop where several third-level wizards were located suddenly roared.

A powerful and strange force covered Shell City, and then everything became quiet.

The light also began to distort, like a mirage, and a colorful scene appeared in the sky, so bizarre that it almost looked like an abstract painting by a mad painter.

The snow-white pearl showed a crack, like an ugly wound cut by a sickle on the girl's smooth skin, with scalding heat rising from it, mixed with the pungent smell of sulfur.

As people watched in horror, the cracks in the "Angry Shark's Heart" grew larger and larger, and the surrounding scenery became clearer and clearer.

There are lava gushing out all the time, rivers boiling with hot steam, scorched earth flowing with black grease, and a large number of hideous creatures with sharp horns and long tails.

A group of people in formal attire! Without a doubt, this is the most classic scene in Purgatory.

Even ordinary people who knew nothing about magic, looking at the projection getting closer and closer and the openings on the pearl that kept bursting, could more or less guess what was happening.

Someone is using the "Heart of the Angry Shark" to open a passage in Shell City that is large enough to allow the demons of purgatory to cross the vast time and space and reach the present world.

As long as the devil can successfully arrive, the entire city will be destroyed, not to mention other things.

But no one can escape because Shell City has been completely blocked.

But just as everyone was watching the crack expand in despair, and could vaguely see a tongue several dozen meters long sticking out from it, and were anxiously speculating what kind of giant beast it was, and then guessing what kind of death they would face, a small accident happened.

In full view of everyone, the thing just popped up a little bit and then suddenly shrank back.

The illusions around him suddenly shattered.

Although the cracks on the huge pearl were still getting bigger, they no longer had that evil color and aura, they were simply still cracking.

Everyone looked confused.

Kada, the conspirator who secretly controlled everything, the third-level garrison mage of Shell City, and also the new apostle of the Lightless Society, had a face full of trance and despair.

He lay weakly on the ground, not caring about the magic power and vitality that were constantly draining away, but just staring at the sloppy old man in front of him.

There was really no way to connect the old man in front of me with the man in the rumors, but besides him, who else in the world could master that unique spell...

It is still night.

The world should be shrouded in darkness, but this darkness should not be alive, nor should it turn into a three-headed evil beast bound by iron chains, swallowing up all light.

The hellish creature just now recognized what was guarding the exit of the teleportation array in an instant, so it turned around and ran away without saying a word.

I was afraid that if I was a little late, I would become a dead soul in the mouth of the three-headed dog of hell.

“…I won’t make a mistake, [Celestial Hound Hunt], you, you are Dorokichi…”

The dying apostle murmured, "Shameful traitor, you inherited Cerberus' spirit, but failed to learn his loyalty, and betrayed the glory of Purgatory..."

His words were ruthlessly interrupted.

"Hey, hey, hey, my self-created spell is called [Nine Realms of the Netherworld·Cursed Dog Binds Soul·Unending Hunt]. It's a cool name I got after painstaking meditation. Why do you always shorten it to something that sounds like trash? That's too much!"

Hans scratched his ear, looking indignant.

"Besides, I've always been from the present world, okay? It was Mephistopheles who captured me without explanation and took me to a battle royale with thousands of people. I finally managed to survive, but when that guy saw I had obtained Cerberus's spirit, he actually threw a collar and restrictions at me, and even had the nerve to call them prizes. Damn, if I wasn't afraid of death, I would have slapped him twice with my shoes!"

He had already investigated it before, and now he was too lazy to waste time talking to the guys from the Wuguang Society. With a thought, he strangled the other party with a shadow.

Hans flashed and appeared on the top of the "Heart of the Angry Shark". He looked down carefully at the city below which was mostly in ruins and locked onto his target at once.

When he reappeared, he stood in front of a third-level wizard covered in blood and threw a bottle of potion to him.

"Uh, I remember your name is... Never mind, it doesn't matter. Anyway, from now on, you are the acting city lord and will be responsible for handling the subsequent matters. I will give you the potion and 32,000 gold coins. Any objections?"

The wizard shook his head blankly, then subconsciously asked, "Then... where are you going now?"

"Going to Asda City is none of your business, so don't ask."

Hans looked helpless when he answered.

Because the actions of the Dark Society were concealed by the demon, even Ms. Adela's prediction was very vague. He spent a lot of time and traveled around the south before finally locking onto Shell City.

While searching openly under a false identity, he always felt that there were obstacles everywhere, so he turned to a secret investigation and found out that it was the stationed mage, who had a mental problem of eagerness for quick success and instant benefits that led him to fall into the abyss. Although his plan was coming to an end, he was desperate and opened the passage ahead of time.

After some effort, I finally got some bad news.

Not only did the Dark Society stir up trouble in Shell City, they also contacted Lin Bawu, an insider of the Disaster Cult, and prepared to make a big move in Asda City.

Although the Northern branch of the Dark Order should not have the energy to cause trouble for the time being, the Disaster Cult has carefully prepared the Wailing Angels, specifically targeting Kunda.

There's also the Well of Silence. Uh, if I remember correctly, there should be a great hero buried under the city of Arthda...

Hans got a headache just thinking about it.

Fortunately, he had just used Shell City's communication tool to send a message to Asda City, and they were able to respond normally, which meant that things had not yet reached the worst point.

Sure enough, it's time for me to take action. Alas, it's so tiring to be the fire captain as soon as I get going.

Fortunately, he changed his mind and thought that he could show off to the dead kid again, so he finally felt better.

That kid is probably still in seclusion practicing stupidly, right? She wouldn't be addicted to the bustling city, right? Well, no matter what, she must be unaware of the undercurrents in Asda City.

At that time, in addition to showing his extraordinary martial arts power, he will also reveal his extraordinary wisdom of knowing everything even though he is thousands of miles away. He is definitely both wise and brave!

Haha, that little brat refused to switch to the Shadow School before. It will be interesting to see her expression of mixed admiration and regret then.

...I don't know if she has mastered the low-level spells. If I had known, I would have taken her with me. Who would have thought that Asda City would be so dangerous.

With a "tsk" sound, Hans' figure disappeared in the air.

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It seems that our evening is a little too late...

Chapter 132 Dorke

Dorke Bonebreaker always felt that the giants were too noble and were therefore cursed by fate.

When he was a child, whenever he heard ancient songs sung in the tribe, he would start to imagine the towering city walls, the endless manors and the submissive spirits, feeling both yearning and sad.

It was the giants who ended the age of the gods, but the glory of the kingdom failed to spread throughout the world. Those hateful dragons were their enemies, and in the end, the cunning elves took over the world stage.

Even in the end, the noble bloodline was cursed, the kingdom was destroyed, and the giants became trolls.

Therefore, Dorke was determined that sooner or later he would regain the glory of the giants.

When he was young, whenever he was attacked by adventurers from the north and experienced fierce battles with creatures of the wilderness, he began to miss the Cyclops who once dominated the southern part of the north.

Although he was undoubtedly a tyrant among tyrants, the trolls could also benefit from his blood connection and become nobles among monsters.

Therefore, Dorke was determined that sooner or later he would overthrow the Tower and become the overlord of the North.

In their prime, with the expansion of the power of the city of Asda and the changes in the wilderness, the Bone-Splitting Tribe went through several rounds of large-scale relocations, and finally chose the dangerous ruins of Taiqir.

There are not many resources here, and the major monster clans that occupied this place early on are unwilling to surrender, and even join hands to resist the relocated trolls.

Therefore, Dorke was determined that sooner or later he would enslave those ignorant and lowly creatures, help the tribe take root in the new wilderness, and then defeat the city of Asda.

It may sound a little ridiculous.

As it grows older, its strength is obviously growing, but its ambition is getting smaller and smaller. But this does not mean giving in, it just means breaking down its goals in a more realistic and reasonable way.

Dorke has been moving towards his dream without any discouragement. Even though he has experienced many hardships along the way, he just regards them as the howling wind and frost in the north. He just vents his anger and never takes it to heart.

And fate has not treated it unfairly.

From an ordinary warrior, to killing the old chief and becoming the new master of the tribe, and then unifying the area of ​​the Taiqir Ruins, he made the Bone-Splitting Tribe completely gain a foothold and became so powerful that even the city of Asda was unwilling to come all the way to gnaw on this hard bone.

Dorke is slowly realizing his ambition.

But how to move forward has been a question that has troubled it for many years and even started to make it a little discouraged.

Not only did the Bone-Splitting Tribe begin to face resource shortages due to its growing population, but Dorke himself had been stuck at the second level for a long time. His broken heritage and meager resources couldn't support him in going any further, and his dream of destroying the city of Asda seemed even more out of reach.

Several years went by like this until a vampire visited the Bone-Splitting Tribe, conquered Dorke with his powerful strength, and introduced a grand plan to it, painting a beautiful vision.

After just a simple thought, Dorke chose to take the gamble and willingly became the descendant of Lady Rose.

After all, this may be its only chance in a lifetime.

If it missed it, even if it found a way to successfully join those evil cults on its own, it would only be the lowest-level cannon fodder. But if it followed Madam Rose, it would be different.

He is a vampire of earl bloodline, and has even reached the demon god's demiplane.

Following her, not only can he successfully destroy the city of Asda, but he can also gain the respect of the Dark Order with this achievement, which will allow him to keep moving forward, starting from small to large, and gradually realizing the restoration of the glory of the giant.

As for handing over one's life and property to others... The rule of the wilderness is to follow the strong. After all, the vampires are well-known extraordinary creatures in the dark world. It's not bad, at least it's better than those skinny monkeys, and it doesn't disgrace the glory of the giants...

So how did things get to this point?

Dorke felt a little dazed, and couldn't tell whether it was due to excessive blood loss or the great impact.

It was so sudden.

They were still talking the moment before, and the next moment the soil in the camp began to churn, flexible and hard at the same time. Even the strong body that he was proud of was severely damaged in an instant.

Then two humans and a talking gecko appeared.

At first, Dorke hated the small human the most, not only because she kept casting spells at him, but also because her eyes were disgusting, curious, and eager, as if she had discovered prey of interest.

It was just a lowly skinny monkey that was slightly taller than the earth goblin, but it actually looked down at the noble descendant of the giant with such a condescending look. If its body had not been restrained, it would have crushed the other's head to vent its anger.

Later, the person Dorke hated the most became the taller female mage. Although she was very powerful, she even made the powerful Lady Rose a prisoner, but she was too despicable. She used evil means to control Lady Rose, forced her to tell the truth, and sealed her in a huge piece of amber.

Trolls look down on mages who play with souls and wills. They admire warriors who are bold and can destroy everything with their strength.

But Dorke never expected that the most disgusting thing in the end was actually the gecko.

"...bards sang that trolls were the descendants of cursed giants, and they often considered themselves to be descendants of giants, but this is just wishful thinking."

Teacher Xiao Hui began his mini-class again. "Actually, after research, in the Giant Kingdom's hierarchy, the noblest bloodline is the Titans, the supreme royal family. Then there are the Storm Giants, who belong to the divine master order and assist the Titans in their rule. Next are the Cloud Giants, Frost Giants, Fire Giants, Hill Giants... and so on. They make up the kingdom's nobility and commoners. The lowest of the three is the Death Giants, also known as the Dark Giants. Because they sold their souls to the Abyss, they are hostile to the normal Giants."

"As for the Cyclops, the Two-Headed Giant, the Hundred-Armed Giant, and the like, they are considered outliers and hold an awkward position. Not all Giants are willing to acknowledge them as their own kind. Whether or not they can be included in the order often depends on the attitude of the then-current Giant King."

"Of course, deformed relatives like trolls and ogres were definitely not recognized. They were equivalent to bastards among the vampires, and their status was no different from that of slaves. So after the fall of the Giant Kingdom, no one targeted them, allowing them to multiply like weeds all over the world..."

"You're talking bullshit! You lowly ugly lizard, you're talking nonsense!"

A roar filled with anger emerged from Dorke's throat. His eyes were frighteningly red, and the little magic power left in his body surged, and he entered a state of frenzy in an instant.

"How dare you slander us, the descendants of the Titans, the successors of the Giant Kingdom? I will crush you... Waaaa..."

But it was ultimately unable to break free from its bonds, nor was it able to fulfill its last wish before death.

Although most trolls possess [Advanced Supernatural Regeneration] and possess terrifyingly strong vitality, unlike fully developed giants, their souls are flawed and their wills are relatively weak, allowing them to become immune to some forms of mind control only through rage.

However, if one encounters an impact, especially when one is already weak, then he will be in trouble. At the very least, he will be controlled for a long time, or even fall into a coma and die.

This is also the reason why trolls hate soul mages. Perhaps because of this, they leave the world with the stereotype of being strong in body but simple in mind.

...As expected, that little girl is the most disgusting...

As this thought flashed through Dorke's mind before his death, his huge head drooped weakly and his last breath dissipated.

"Wow, Anke is awesome! I envy the Chaos School, they're so quick to start!"

Momo muttered while casting spells.

Dorke's roar just now was so loud that it alarmed the monsters outside, and they began to move towards the convertible.

Momo wanted to stop those monsters, and then she and Xiaohui quickly looted all the good things that Lu Bawu and the other four groups of people in the camp could use, and finally make a big move.

An Ke smiled shyly and replied, "It's okay."

Compared to other schools, the Chaos School focuses on flexibility, cunning and surprise. After all, the damage is not high. If you are slow to start, then don't play it and just delete it.

Of course, Miss Anke was shy not because of the compliment, but because she was cheating.

【Devil's Gospel】is open again.

Although I didn't get to eat the vampire, it's not bad to pick up a second-level troll.

Meditation +729

[Lunar Corona Meditation: 2531/5000/Beginner]

Meditation proficiency increased.

The second level is indeed the second level, and the added value is almost equivalent to five first-level ones.

Mental strength has also been improved.

Compared to when he was promoted to a formal wizard, his speed has almost doubled. If people tell others about it, it will probably scare a lot of people to death. After all, this speed can only be achieved by a crazy wizard who desperately uses black magic to devour souls without any luck.