My Magic Age

The murloc king, who thought we could get our freedom and life back after accepting the pearl, collapsed on the chair when he heard me say this.

Faced with this irresistible request, the murloc king showed a look of despair, and he was like a puddle of mud in the chair.

The murlocs who escaped from the camp emerged from the sea one after another. They saw the murloc king constantly negotiating with us, so they ran back to the shore one after another. Although these murlocs did not dare to approach us, they were no longer frightened and panicked, but just stood in the distance and watched carefully.

After a big battle, the beach became a mess.

The night dyed the sea surface into ink, and the deep sea only heard waves.

We took the murloc king away from the murloc camp, and a team of strong murlocs carried the huge chair and returned to the beach where we landed with us, where there was a shed and a bonfire for us to rest.

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Before leaving the fishmen camp, the barbarian slaves tried to rush into the camp to catch some fishmen for dinner. The barbarian slaves even kicked over the lookout at the edge of the camp. Their actions immediately frightened the fishmen and caused them to flee. Justus then stopped the barbarian slaves. His persuasion method was very simple. He only said one sentence: 'These fishmen are not very delicious. I have a way to let you eat some more delicious food. '

Then the descendant of the sea monster asked the fishman king to provide some fresh sea fish for the barbarian slaves. The fishmen probably thought that offering us some delicious food would make us forget the previous hatred, so there were many kinds of sea fish. For the barbarians, it didn't matter what kind of fish it was. The most important thing was to fill their stomachs.

Kalancuo locked the fishman king under the shed. The fishmen held some containers and got some sea water from the seaside to pour on the fishman king, and he recovered some spirits.

This island is rich in a kind of delicious coconut crab, but they usually hide in coconut trees, dormant during the day and come out at night, and it is difficult for fishmen who are not good at climbing trees to catch them. These coconut crabs are about four feet long. In my opinion, these coconut crabs are miniature giant spiders. They have a pair of very scary crab claws. Coconut crabs often attack fishmen on the island.

The fishmen think coconut crabs are a rare delicacy, but Ying Li is unwilling to eat this food that looks a bit scary like spiders. She found a few conger eels from the miscellaneous fish offered by the fishmen, and excitedly told me that people in Haiyinsi City like to fry conger eels into fish pieces, which are crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. When living in Haiyinsi City, they almost always appear on the table.

So I decided to make a different eel dish for Ying Li.

There was a fire-gathering rune board on the beach in front of the pavilion. The blue flames came out of the rune board, and the pan on the iron rack was heated. I rubbed some olive oil on the iron pan, and the light blue translucent oil dripped on the iron pan and quickly spread. I cut the conger eel in the middle and spread it on the hot pan, making a sizzling sound.

I bought this bottle of olive oil from a grocery store in Haiyinsi City. I remember that I wanted to stock up some daily necessities for Uncle Fred's family, so I bought a lot of things in the grocery store. Those things were basically sent to Uncle Fred's house before I left. This bottle of olive oil was just left in my magic waist bag, but I didn't expect to use it now.

Yingli, Becky and Helena sat around the fire, looking at me cooking with expectation. Helena asked me curiously: "Katerina said that when you were traveling with the caravan in the New Siachis Mountains, you were very good at cooking all kinds of food?"

"I'm not traveling, in fact, I'm living. Everyone wants to make life very bad. At that time, there was no special chef in the caravan. The cooking skills of the cooks were a bit poor, and they were not careful when cooking. The food they made was always hard to swallow. Kuz and I often set traps outside and catch some game to eat." I said to Helena.

Nowadays, occasionally recalling those past events, I can also smile calmly.

I carefully turned the fried conger eel over, and then brushed some spicy sauce on it, and the aroma spread all at once.

Yingli has half elf blood. Although she does not have the physical characteristics of an elf, her pursuit of food is similar to that of the elves.

Just as Yingli, Helena, Becky and Catalina were sharing the delicious fried conger eels, I happened to see Kalancuo leaning against the pillar and looking at the whistle carefully. Her eyes followed the magic pattern on the whistle. With the help of the firelight, I could see bandages wrapped around her shoulders and waist. These injuries were left when she fought with the Whip Demon Lord. With her excellent self-healing ability, she still couldn't heal in a short time, which shows how serious her injuries were before.

"Don't you want to try it?" I asked her.

"I hate eating fish." She said, her eyes never leaving the whistle, "Can this thing summon the Whip Demon Lord?"

I casually glanced at the patterned whistle and said to her, "It probably requires some kind of magic ceremony, such as the fishmen who were used as sacrifices and some other things."

There was a very thin rope on the whistle. Kalancuo stretched out his hand to put the whistle around my neck, turned his head to look at the fishman king who was locked under the shed and sleeping soundly, with a fierce look in his eyes, and said to me: "I'll ask that disgusting toad how to use this thing..."

Justus and the Tauren were both seriously injured. They did not have the physique of the wolf orcs and could not heal their wounds quickly, so I had to do some targeted treatment, such as casting hydrotherapy on them to speed up the healing of their wounds. In fact, the main reason why the water-based healing magic of "hydrotherapy" has not been widely popularized for so many years is that the injured will suffer great pain during the casting process. This pain makes them feel that it is okay to heal the wounds a little slower.

This night was spent slowly in the hesitation of the fish king...

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This is the third morning we have spent on this island. When the morning sun makes the sea blue again, our team has been heading east along the coastline in the morning light, all the way to the mouth of a river two kilometers away.

Then we went upstream along this river. The vegetation on both sides of the river was very lush, and the orc warriors cut a passage out of the river.

After we went up nearly three kilometers, we saw the rotten stranded ship at the bend of the river. The ship tilted on the beach, and some rotten bottom wood was piled under the hull. The whole ship was even left with only a skeleton. Three tall masts were lying on the river beach. The smell of corruption could be smelled from a long distance away. When we walked in, we found that the ship had become a huge bird's nest. Some seabirds kept flying up and down on the ship.

When I walked to the front of the ship, I found that the rotten wooden planks seemed unable to bear my weight. I just stepped lightly and the wooden planks under my feet broke like straw.

We finally gave up the plan to enter the cabin and just explored the periphery of the ship. There was almost nothing left except piles of bird droppings and rotten wood.

We continued along the river into the depths of the jungle. The island continued to rise with the dense forest, forming a deep valley on both sides of the river. A group of fishmen carried the fish king and walked carefully on the large pebbles by the river. We followed into the valley.

But along the way, except for a few alligators on the river beach, even small animals in the forest were rarely seen.

This is an island with few people. According to the fish king, there is only one fish tribe on the entire island, and no other races, and there are no vicious sea beasts in the surrounding seas. I think what the fish king said is more or less credible, otherwise these fishmen would not live so comfortably on this island.

According to the fishman king, when he stole the whistle from the cave in the dense forest, he was still a young fishman, far from the fat toad he is now. He walked into the valley alone to hunt the short-nosed crocodiles here. The crocodiles in the river are the natural enemies of the fishman. The crocodiles occasionally go downstream and lurk in the seaside area to hunt the fishman, but the fishman can't do anything about these crocodiles. The young fishman king entered the valley to find a way to deal with these short-nosed crocodiles. It was only after experiencing various encounters that he walked into the cave and stole the whistle.

Nowadays, the rampant short-nosed crocodiles in the valley are almost extinct. What surprised me a little was that after these crocodiles heard some noises, they actually sneaked into the bottom of the river silently. I originally thought they were going to ambush us in the river, but I didn't expect the crocodiles that entered the river to disappear quickly.

It seems that the fishman on this island seems to have won a comprehensive victory in the war between the fishman and the crocodiles.

The further we walked, the deeper the river valley became, and gradually only a ray of blue sky could be seen above our heads.

It took us a whole morning to finally reach the end of the river. It looked more like a huge cave that looked like a maze. There were countless rock peaks on the top of the cave, and clear water was constantly seeping down. These clear waters flowed down along the stone pillars, forming a trickle. The streams gathered together in the cave to form a river. Catalina climbed up along the cave in the stone wall. This place happened to be at the foot of the only mountain on the island.

The fish king repeatedly explained to me that the whistle was stolen in this cave, and he also met a person with red skin. However, we searched inside and outside this cave, but did not find the person the fish king mentioned. This cave was cold and damp, and there was not even a trace of life.

In the cold cave, the fish king finally struggled to get off the chair. It was like a limp mud monster, sniffing here and there with its face pressed against the ground. Finally, it led us around the cave and finally found an entrance on the back of a rock crevice.

The fish king seemed to have found some memories of the past and struggled to crawl inside for a distance.

After passing through a dark cave of a hundred meters, a beam of light shone in from the other side of the cave, and my eyes suddenly became clear. A mountain valley appeared in front of us. We actually passed through the mountain wall and entered the belly of the mountain. This belly of the mountain was much more spacious than any other I had ever seen. There was only a beam of sunlight shining in from the top of my head. In the belly of the mountain was a narrow valley, several kilometers long, and the widest place was five or six hundred meters.

A layer of light mist covered the bottom of the valley. Because of the sunlight shining in, it seemed a bit stuffy here.

After walking a few steps forward, the Fish King seemed to be lost in some memories. It rolled its big eyes and looked at the valley bottom in front of it, with some emotional fluctuations.

After Ying Li and I entered here, our first sight fell on the magical herbs all over the valley. The valley in front of us was actually planted with large areas of magical herbs, heather, sage, sunflower, flame grass, and those that usually You can find everything you can see and see in the magic herbal shop...

Ying Li's eyes were attracted by this valley. She couldn't help but take a step forward, but was grabbed by the tauren behind her.

"I can't smell the natural smell..." The tauren looked warily at the valley floor in front of him that was covered with magic herbs, and said to Ying Li.

The fish-man king looked a little embarrassed when it was crawling, but it did not stop until its body seemed to touch the invisible light shield. It looked at the herb garden in front of it dreamily, as if it was trapped in something. deep memories.

At this moment, just in front of the invisible light shield, a red-skinned palm suddenly appeared out of thin air. That palm seemed to be able to cut the space. Maybe he himself was invisible. When the Murloc King touched it Invisible mask, that person can grasp it Stretching out, his entire arm was also red, and it was engraved with mysterious magic runes. Those runes were consistent with the runes displayed on the magic circle used by the Murloc King to summon the Demon Lord on the beach. These runes are full of darkness.

Then a strange man with red skin and purple eyes with two goat's horns on his head appeared out of thin air. He seemed to have come out of a crack in space.

His whole body was covered with runes, exuding a suffocating dark aura. He wore a war skirt around his lower body, and stood naked in front of the Murloc King, rubbing his forehead impatiently. , sighed and said: "Have you forgotten the agreement between us? What did I say to you?"

The fish-man king was trembling and lying on the ground, barely daring to look at the man. He said to the man:

"If we... meet again, you... will... take... my... soul..."

The man smiled broadly and said to the Fish-Man King: "It seems that your memory is not bad, and you will soon discover that I am a person who is willing to keep my promises."

After saying that, the man only took one step forward and stood in front of the Fish-Man King in an instant. He knelt down and put one hand on the top of the Fish-Man King's head.

The strong murlocs around wanted to rush forward to rescue the murloc king, but when they took just one step forward, a layer of black flames ignited on their entire bodies. They didn't even have a chance to struggle, and they turned into a puff of green smoke and flames. A handful of dust.