Kill all

Speaking of the image of a mage, we have to mention an old mage with a long beard.

Use the blunt weapon "scepter" that can knock the dead-armored orc warrior with one blow, and the "straight sword" that can also kill the orc with one blow, and the spell points are added and the light technique is full.

This is the role model for melee mages.

The bright enough light technique has a very extraordinary effect in actual combat.

For example, the stripping before Ictor was, just after he swung the strongest punch in his warrior's career, a light appeared in front of him.

From the fingers of Icket's left hand, an unprecedented brightness was lit.

The magic mirror formed by the principle of magic pressure gathers the light and focuses it accurately in the stripped eyes.

At that moment, Diezha lost his most dependent perception and became completely blind.

However, as a warrior struggling in the jungle, Pied did not give up on the attack.

To be honest, Ictor didn't think that the soldiers could correct attacks through wind direction.

Now he has finally done all this, surpassing the body of the gnoll and becoming one of the gnoll's high-level combat powers.

Ictor quickly interrogated the human in front of him.

The jackals finally resisted desperately, but were eventually killed by the rats one by one.

Although everyone is a compatriot of humanity and is facing threats from the north, it is definitely wrong for him to hinder Ictor's industrialization process.

Gamp, who was standing aside, looked at this scene in despair, and even watched his father Ganluo die in front of him.

Leatherman Wilber asked curiously.

Only when the promising future Windsol leadership develops can we help millions of people in the Southern Continent fight a better fight against the war!

It is definitely necessary to remove Pride and promote commercialization and industrialization, but it is not now. Ictor just remembers this point first.

Ictor called the leather maker Wilbur and the blacksmith and asked them:

"You have been in the village of the Gnoll for so long, do you know what their output is? Or provide me with clues about their mine veins, and as long as they are confirmed to be true, I will be rewarded."

During an orc attack, Wilbur was locked outside the castle and had no choice but to flee south. He was captured by a werewolf on the way and became a slave laborer.

"Kill you? How could I kill you? I am your savior! Thank you so much, how could I say I want to kill you?"

Ictor took back the great sword and commanded the rats to start counting the spoils.

Blood stained the earth and gravel red.

Relying on the perception of the body and the sublimation of life and death, I found Ictor's position in the wind.

The great sword accelerated by the rocket released a soul-catching sonic boom the second before it was about to be stripped.

Gamp was later killed by the rat man.

"I! I did it!"

He completed the gravel trial!

But the price was his own life and the destruction of his tribe.

The food seized was a handful, but the corpses of these werewolf can contribute a lot of meat to the territory.

There was no income in this battle. The tribe warriors only contributed ten knives and five spears, and other weapons were either burned or damaged.

The leather maker was Wilbur's fellow countryman, while the blacksmith came from the Pride lord, which was adjacent to the Windersol Territory.

The old chief said that when his fist could break the stone, it was when he was stripped and officially surpassed him.

This man named Wilbur is a leather maker from Slake Collar in the Ori Forest.

This punch shattered the rock.

His magic is not only flame, but also wind.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, Yiket reacted.

"Master Master? What is the specific reward?"

The man asked for a detour and his body was trembling, for fear that the wizard in front of him would be unhappy and would be broken by him.

"It's good that you understand. Now, tell me your experience."

After confirming the basic results of this battle, Ictor hurried to the places where humans were to see if he could pick up a few lucky living mouths.

The body of a warrior, which was as hardwood, was neatly cut into two halves under this blow.

"Thank you! Thank you! Master Master! I really thank you! It was you who saved me from these evil gnolls! You are my light!"

Unfortunately, the fur was peeled off by burnt-out, and the perception of wind became stronger.

In the description of the blacksmith, Pride's lord is relatively prosperous, which makes Ictor envious.

"Is it enough to reward you with a dog's life and a bite of food?"

After Wilbur was tried, Ictor caught two lucky ones, one was a leather maker and the other was a blacksmith.

At this point, the entire skinned tribe died neatly.

The stripped and stagnant upper body slid straight onto the ground.

The most urgent task is to restore blood to the troops first.

A tear fell from the corner of the peeled eyes.

Who doesn't want to do military business? Especially when the imperial government could not control their production and selling prices, the lord of Pride must have made a lot of money on the supply line.

The goal of stripping was eventually guided by him to change.

The humans were lucky, and Ictor quickly pulled out a pretended dead person from under the zombie's corpse.

The lords there simply live in the rear. In addition to taking care of the safety of the road, they like to do some business and don’t care much about the life and death of rural people.

At this moment, Ictor's great sword also spun around in the air for half a circle.

This stone was placed by the senior chief at the entrance of the village. In order to exercise and remove it, he asked him to punch a punch at the huge rock.

Construction requires wealth, and the existence of Pride is the thorn in Ictor's eyes.

The airflow structure in front of the sword blade began to change suddenly, and white marks appeared in front of the sword that was swung at an extremely fast speed, just like a ship splitting the waves in the wind!

The magic power entered the sword body along the demon-guiding structure inside the great sword, and the rich flame magic power condensed wildly behind the sword blade.

When the stripped fist corrected its direction in mid-air, he thought it was really going to overturn this time.

Until the end, after turning the sword for the first half, suddenly gushed out of the surging magic flames.

"Master Master! I'm calling you grandpa! Please don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

Unfortunately, the old chief died in the tide of the undead, and the huge rock at the entrance of the village became his obsession.

"Enough, Master Master! Your generosity is really broader than that of the East Ocean!"

Wilbur and the blacksmith hurried out their information pallets. Ictor led the rats to the place they said and successfully found the hidden warehouse in the village.

This is also the place where the skinned tribes make leather. While the troops harvested a large amount of leather, they also dug out a little gold, silver and gems, as well as twelve low-level magic crystals, all of which were saved by the tribe.

But now they have become Ictor's possession.
Chapter completed!