Chapter 363

An eighteenth-level shaman!

Ren has seen many priests. This extraordinary profession is the oldest spellcaster. There used to be priests among humans, but after being cursed by the Lord of Darkness, human perception of natural elements dropped to the bottom, and priests could no longer be born.

It was the first time he saw a priest above the legend, and he was a high-level legend.

This old orc is very different from ordinary priests. The elements in his soul are very strange, and more than half of them are elements of combat skills.

The most eye-catching thing is the power up to level nine!

There are also seven levels of tenacity and endurance, and as many as a dozen elements of combat skills such as heavy blows, rage, cutting, blade flurry, and elemental shock, which are stronger than legendary orc warriors, plus a series of natural elements The power spell has both melee and spellcasting abilities.

"Melee Shaman!"

Ren was amazed, but also a little apprehensive.

This is undoubtedly a very powerful orc shaman, who will never be unknown among orcs.

The wolf cavalry was approaching menacingly, the mercenaries in the camp were facing an enemy, and the rose knights also jumped on their horses one after another, and took a defensive position.

Some timid mercenaries thought there was going to be a battle, and fled into the swamp without looking back.

"Ren?"

Emily yelled softly, with a hint of worry on her face.

"Don't be nervous." Ren shook his head calmly, "These orcs won't really do anything." The eyes of the soul saw clearly that neither the wolf cavalry nor the shaman at the head were hostile. It's all about giving mankind a blow.

This is the territory of the orcs. Humans broke in, and they couldn't have expressed nothing.

Even if you really want to fight, there are others in front.

Ren glanced at the group of rose knights. There were more than 30 knights in total, and they were far inferior to the wolf cavalry in terms of number and strength. Their group leader, Matthew Anselon, also took away the most elite Silver Winged Pegasus knights in the swamp, leaving only middle and low rank knights in the camp.

The rumble was getting closer.

The ground shook violently, and the mercenaries were all worried, but they didn't dare to act rashly.

The running wolves are already close at hand. Their majestic wolf bodies give people a great sense of oppression. Their eyes are full of fierce light, and their mouths reveal sharp wolf teeth, ready to pounce on them and bite them at any moment.

The orc cavalry on the back of the wolf was also brandishing weapons and roaring loudly.

"Woo..."

A horn issued an order, and when the wolf cavalry rushed a hundred steps ahead of the camp, they turned in unison, ran past the side of the camp, rushed to the top of the slope where the Icethorn clan was, and the wind riders in the sky also landed in it.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The gate of the Icethorn Clan's stronghold had already been opened, and the wolf cavalry slowed down to enter. The orcs cheered enthusiastically in the tribe, and from time to time some orcs shouted a name loudly: "High Priest Direkota."

"It turned out to be him!"

"It turned out that Direkota came. No wonder he brought so many wolf cavalry, and the Worrell guards followed."

The mercenaries in the camp whispered to each other, and many of them knew the identity of the old orc.

Ren was stunned when he heard this.

This Direkota has a very important status among the orcs. He comes from the War Wolf clan. He is not only a highly respected high priest, but also the teacher of the chief of the tribe.

Orcs are one of the oldest races in the world of Arrenus. They have powerful bloodlines flowing from their bodies since ancient times, usually from some kind of monster or strange monster. Orcs worship the source of bloodlines as spiritual totems, such as wolf totems , bear totem, and eagle totem are all regarded as the incarnation of the orc god.

There are many branches in a bloodline totem, and these branches are clans.

The orc tribe is composed of thousands of different clans, each clan has a chief and a high priest. The chief is responsible for commanding the clan's army and fighting abroad, while the high priest spreads the beliefs of the gods. Sometimes, both positions can be filled by a single orc.

The chief of the tribe is elected from among the more than a thousand clan chiefs.

The current warchief Go'el is from the War Wolf clan.

As the high priest of the War Wolf Clan, Direkota has a very close relationship with Great Chief Goel. His seniority is very high. He once guided the young great chief to embark on the path of shamanism, and assisted him step by step to climb the Great Chief's path. Take the throne and become the leader of the entire orc tribe.

To this day, Direkota is still the most trusted and respected spiritual teacher of the great chief, and he is second to none in the tribe.

The Icethorn clan also belonged to the blood of the wolf totem, so it was natural to welcome Direkota, a great man, to come.

Ren listened for a moment with the voice of all things.

Direkota talked with the chief of the Icethorn clan, revealing the purpose of his trip, one is the order of the great chief, to protect the Icethorn clan from intrusion; the other is for the black dragon, if there is a chance, he must take it down, The tribe is very interested in the treasure of tens of millions of gold shields.

Even if you can't get the treasure of the black dragon, you still have to take back some benefits from the Knights of the Rose. The territory of the orc tribe does not allow humans to come and go at will.

Ren saw a rose knight take out a voice meter and get into the tent to talk.

You don't need to listen to know that they are contacting the head of the group.

The two forces were bound to clash, and Ren didn't want to be caught between them. He patted the Phantom Warhorse under him and said, "Let's go."

The two men and two dragons left the camp on horseback and entered the swamp.

The area of ​​the deep mud swamp is so large that it takes half a day to cross it even by flying in the sky. The entire swamp was shrouded in a thin layer of mist, making it look very dark. The environment on the ground was complicated, and countless dangers were lurking under the endless weeds.

clap clap...

The phantom warhorse has the ability to walk on water, but it is not afraid of getting stuck in a mud pit.

Ren rode steadily on the horse, and bursts of stench penetrated his nose. Wherever he looked, his vision was blocked by the gray fog. Even if he had the eyes of the soul, he couldn't see too far.

His voice of all things stays on, alert and listening to what's going on around him

In addition to the weeds in the pool, there are also a lot of trees growing in the deep mud swamp. Although it is not as tall and dense as the original forest, the roots of the trees are connected together, and the strange shapes are like living things, which makes people feel very depressed. The humid air makes the skin sticky, and the temperature is so low that it is very uncomfortable to stick clothes to the body.

The most annoying thing is the countless flying mosquitoes and poisonous insects, which surround me all the time and cannot be driven away.

Snapped!

Galaderos slapped himself on the neck, with a few disgusting insect corpses stuck to his palm, he quickly shook it off, complaining: "This hellish place, that is, the dirty black dragon can bear it."

Syndara next to him gave a rare nod in agreement.

Frost Sea Dragon loves cleanliness very much, and even has a bit of cleanliness. There is a layer of light blue light on her body, and she does not hesitate to spend mana to maintain the shield, keeping poisonous insects out.

Emily also opened the flame shield, and the poisonous insect was burned to death as soon as it flew close.

This situation has been going on for five or six days.

Even though they are all in the legendary realm, they are a little tired after maintaining the shield for such a long time, and their faces are no longer as relaxed as when they first entered the swamp.

"Be patient a little longer."

Ryan said a word of comfort.

His skin is thick and thick, and he has level 9 poison resistance, so he is not afraid of poisonous insect bites at all. Only when there are too many mosquitoes and insects around his body, he will activate the thorny electric armor to clean it up, so it seems relatively easy.

As soon as the words fell, there was a splash on the water beside the Phantom Warhorse, and a distorted black shadow jumped out.

This black shadow is covered in mud, like a ball made of dead branches and mud, with deformed hands and feet, two or three meters high, the head is a mass of black moss, and a pair of crazy and The evil eyes brought a foul-smelling wind and rushed straight to Ren on the horse.

Ren's face remained unchanged, as if he had already noticed the sneak attack.

He raised his hand, and a ray burst out from his fingertips.

hiss!

As soon as the monster stood up, a rainbow-like thick ray penetrated its chest in an instant, and its huge body decomposed into mud and rotten leaves, and fell back into the water with a splash, as if it had never appeared before.

The others were no longer surprised by this scene, and drove the Phantom Warhorse to continue walking.

A soul flew out from the bottom of the water and was absorbed by Ren.

He nodded secretly, "High-level swamp crawler, yes, it can increase the progress bar of the power element by another two to three bars."

The deep mud swamp is full of dangers. Apart from the more common swamp giant crocodiles, fang spiders, hydras, and countless flying insects and poisonous weeds, the most dangerous ones are the swamp crawlers.

Crawlers belong to strange monsters, they can perfectly lurk underwater or in the mud, and when the prey passes by, they will suddenly attack suddenly.

Most of the mercenaries and adventurers who died in the swamp were killed by creepers.

When they first entered the swamp, Ren and others were also attacked by creepers several times. With experience and precautions, the eyes of the soul discovered the existence of creepers in advance and harvested their souls.

These low-intelligence monsters are not believers of the gods, so they can devour souls without worry.

After searching for five or six days, the black dragon was not found, but the soul power increased a lot, and all of them were invested in the nine-level power elements, advancing a bit.

Renn was happy to see this, thinking that this is a very safe way to upgrade, and he can come here often in the future.

A group of people moved forward in the swamp for a while.

"Amelia."

Ren stopped and yelled, and Emily took out the Dragon Summoning Horn and stroked it with her hand.

Such attempts have been carried out hundreds of times. If the horn can be used, it means that there are good dragons above the youth age nearby. In the past few days, the dragon's call had responded several times, but after searching nearby, it was found that Matthew Ansalon and his silver dragon passed by.

Emily's face was startled, and she said, "There is a reaction!"

Ren and the two dragons cheered up, and then they were not sure. The red copper dragon doubted: "Could it be that silver dragon knight again?"

"I'll go up and have a look."

Emily immediately blessed Ren with the flying technique, and he also activated the invisibility ring, then soared into the air, and soon reached a height of several hundred meters in the air, breaking away from the fog of the swamp.

The eyes of the soul are opened to the limit, searching around repeatedly.

According to past experience, Matthew Ansalon and his silver dragon are used to flying very high. Even if there is fog in the swamp, the eyes of the soul can easily find the approximate direction of the silver dragon. They will not stay for a long time, at most half an hour will exceed the sensing range of the dragon's call.

However, this time, Renn searched for a long time but did not find the silver dragon.

The call of the dragon always responds.

Emily finally couldn't hold back her surprise, which means that there are good dragons nearby, and as long as the horn is blown, the dragon must answer the call.

Ren stopped her, shook his head and said, "Don't blow it."