My Magic Age

The weeds in the swamp were full of vines, which were herbaceous vines with weak toxins. They were extremely vigorous and could grow in a very wild way regardless of drought or flood. They clung to the grass and trees, and the vines were covered with barbs as fine as dense scales.

A slave trader wearing crocodile leather armor carefully pulled away the vines hanging on his body. This vine could easily get caught on clothes, and it would cause a great pulling force when he was moving, so that he had to spend more effort than usual to crawl forward one meter.

His face was scratched by purple scars from the vines, and the crocodile skull cap on his head seemed to be unable to protect his face. He squinted his eyes, pressed his body tightly into the mud, and kept crawling towards a pool of water.

The slave trader's breath was a little disordered, and his lips were a little chapped.

In such hot and humid weather, wearing thick crocodile leather armor was not pleasant.

A frog with oily green skin seemed to sense the danger approaching in the grass. It jumped into the water with a "plop" at the edge of the pool and plunged into the water plants at the bottom of the pool. The slave trader finally crawled to the side of the pool. He first looked around carefully and did not find any danger.

He put his hands into the pool and let out a long breath, feeling the coolness brought by the pool. He washed his face first, then pushed away the turbid water in the pool and scooped up a handful of clear water to his mouth.

At this moment, a skinning knife came out silently from behind him and pressed against his lower jaw near the throat.

He wanted to struggle to stand up.

A foot stepped hard on his lower back, and there was a clear crisp sound of pelvic cracking.

He wanted to turn his head to see the enemy behind him.

Then a strong hand pressed on his crocodile skull cap and pressed his head hard into the pool.

No matter how the slave trader struggled, he could not escape the big hand.

After a while, a series of bubbles emerged from the pool, and the big hand lifted the slave trader's head from the pool.

The slave trader panted violently, and the ferocious face of the orc warrior appeared in front of him, with a strong murderous intent in his dirty eyes. The orc warrior shook off the wet mud on his body, took out a rope from his waist, skillfully tied the slave trader tightly, carried him on his broad shoulders, and walked out of the pool.

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In fact, this scene just now was played everywhere in the swamp. After Kalancuo, the tauren Luka and Justus joined forces to kill the only second-level assassin among the slave traders, the team of nearly 70 slave traders who specialized in robbing adventure groups soon couldn't stop the crazy attack of the orc warriors and dispersed into the rainforest swamp.

These slave traders are very familiar with the southern lizard tribe and the Jannahai tribe, but they rarely deal with the orcs on the Pai Plateau next to the northern border. Therefore, they don’t know that the wolf orcs are best at tracking. Each orc warrior is stronger than the slave traders. Even in the rainforest swamp where they are not familiar with the environment, these orc warriors can’t be difficult.

Soon, the slave traders who fled into the jungle were captured one by one by the orc warriors.

This group of orc warriors were wearing the Spider Commander leather armor and the magic pattern structure transformed from the white rock rhino hard leather armor. They escorted the slave traders from all directions and continued to gather in our temporary camp. The slave traders were very embarrassed, and many of them were injured to varying degrees. The orcs gathered the slave traders together and put them all in iron chains and shackles.

The slave traders stood in the mud and water, and saw Utas hanging from a tree and falling into a coma, with panic and despair on their faces. Under the tree was Angus, who was already dying with bone spurs all over his body. A group of horseflies in the swamp seemed to smell the blood and buzzed around Angus' body.

Senior sister Erica hesitated for a long time, but finally couldn't help but walk over with a basket of wormwood and mint leaves. These plant branches and leaves have the effect of dispersing flies.

But just as she reached the edge of the mud puddle, she was stopped by Justus who was guarding the side.

Justus stared at the group of slave traders tied together by ropes, and said to Senior Sister Erica: "I don't want you to be kidnapped by these slave traders and then threaten us in turn. Think about the bones of the adventurers who died in their hands in the past six months, which can fill the swimming pool in his yard. Maybe you won't have any sympathy for them."

"Even if they have committed unforgivable mistakes, or they are about to be hanged in the next second, but when they are alive, please give them the dignity of living..." Senior Sister Erica said, and gently pushed Justus's arm away with her hand.

She walked straight to Angus and put the wormwood and mint leaves in the basket under him. She did not cast "hydrotherapy" on Angus, but cast "slowness". This negative debuff magic can make people's five senses slower and can relieve Angus's pain.

Justus was unable to stop Senior Erica, so he could only shrug his shoulders, walk into the mud and drag out a trembling young slave trader, and walk directly into the dense bushes nearby. This was the thirteenth slave trader he had dragged into the woods. So far, no slave trader has ever come out alive as long as they follow Justus into the woods.

The young slave trader was trembling all over, making ah ah sounds, and his entire spirit was completely broken.

Under the fear of death, they seemed to be no different from those lizard slaves.

The difference is that under the choice of death, the lizard man chose to surrender and signed a slave contract and became a slave.

And this group of slave traders can only wait quietly for death to come.

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‘Papa papa…’

Kalancuo stepped out of the rain forest through mud and water, and a team of orc warriors covered in blood followed her.

After arriving at the camp, the orc warriors ran to the bucket, lifted the whole bucket of water and poured it down on their heads, washing away the blood stains on their bodies, and the blood flowed all over the floor.

Kalancuo climbed onto the platform of the tree house, and Deborah ran over very knowingly, took the heavy sword from her hand, and helped her take off her shoulder armor.

Kalancuo wore hard leather armor pants on her lower body and a tight navel-baring vest on her upper body. Her chest was wrapped with a thick bandage, tightly wrapping her pair of plump big rabbits inside. The one on her neck was not The signed collar was polished and the scar on his chest had become very light.

She walked into the tree house and simply washed away the blood stains on her body. She walked out of the tree house holding the entire set of armor, and dried the wet and clean magic pattern structure on the wooden platform.

She was wearing a loose linen skirt, and every step her strong body took was full of wild rhythms. I could feel that she seemed to be wearing nothing underneath the skirt.

Kalantso walked straight to me and glanced at Yingli on the other side of the wooden platform. Yingli was leaning on the railing of the platform and looking at the ground with Helena and Becky. They all seemed to admire the bravery of senior Erica. , seeing Justus not stopping Senior Erica, both Ying Li and Helena couldn't help but let out a soft cry.

I took out a dry towel and threw it to Kalancuo. Kalancuo took it and wiped his long wet hair.

Deborah sat on the platform combing the white feathers on one of her wings. Catalina sat next to her, seemingly curious about the black magic patterns on Deborah's body. Deborah had the body of a succubus, so she had There are invisible magic patterns. When her body gains stronger power, these magic patterns become clearer.

Catalina was a little envious of Deborah's wings. Standing next to her, she couldn't help but reach out and touch the roots of her wings. It seemed that she had scratched Deborah's itch, causing the little harpy to giggle. Laughing non-stop, Deborah looked very pure, but her laughter was a bit dry and not very pleasant.

Annie and Su were obviously very curious about Deborah, but because they were not familiar with her, they could only secretly observe from the other side of the platform. They were very concerned about every move of the harpy, and the two seemed to be secretly discussing it. Deborah has a pair of very different black and white wings.

Kalantso sat down on the bench next to me and said to me: "They found a group of lizard people in the slave traders' camp. How do we deal with these lizard people? Let's kill them all."

Compared with Justus, Kalantso was more murderous. He wanted to nip any trouble that might arise later in the bud.

She didn't want to let go of those lizard people, but she was also worried about releasing the group of lizard people into the rain forest. She was worried that the lizard people would reveal our whereabouts, which would attract more lizard warriors later.

Seeing that I kept silent, she knew that I didn't agree with her actions, so she asked again: "Should I be escorted back to Qiyan City?"

At this time, of course, we have no way to send these lizard people to Qiyan City. The distance from here to Qiyan City is at least twenty days, even if it is a starry night. Since we have entered the wild swamp, we will not be so easy. Get out.

I rubbed my forehead and felt a little hesitant, but I still said, "Otherwise, just let them go!"

"Are you sure?" Kalancso raised her eyebrows. She relaxed a little and leaned on the back of the wooden chair, assuming a completely relaxed state.

I nodded.

She couldn't help but hum, probably sighing at the good luck of these lizard people.

But she would not object to anything I decided, so she said, "Okay."

I asked Kalantso to bring her magic pattern armor that was drying on the platform. An offensive warrior like her would wear out the magic pattern armor a lot during battle. This was already her second set of Spider-Man Warlord's armor. Leather armor, I have been fighting non-stop during this period of time in the jungle. The magic pattern structure of this hard leather armor must be maintained in time, otherwise a certain magic pattern will be cut off by the weapon, which will cause the magic pattern structure to be unable to function. The attributes of the installed suit.

The set of 'Power of the Giant Bear' designed by Scholar Yerkes has reached the full value of the primary magic pattern structure in increasing the strength attribute.

"Actually, you can even wear the intermediate magic pattern structure." I said to Kalantso.

Kalancuo has been promoted to a second-level powerhouse and is already qualified to wear intermediate magic patterns. Unfortunately, before I break through the second level, I have no way to access those advanced runic words, so I do not have the ability to make intermediate magic patterns. Construct.

Kalancuo said nonchalantly: "This set is actually quite good!"

Heavy footsteps came from the wooden ladder. Justus deliberately made some noises and walked up quickly from below. Although there were traces of water stains on his body, it was obvious that he had been simply washed, but there were still traces of water stains in the gaps in the hard leather armor on his body. It was stained with blood, and he had a strong smell of blood.

He stepped onto the wooden platform at this time and obviously made a discovery.

Both Kalantso and I’s eyes fell on him.

Justus spread his hands and said to me, pretending to be relaxed: "They have revealed the whereabouts of Heidi and Moraya. Do you want to go find them now?"

No one knows how much blood of slave traders was stained on his hands before he got such news.

But since I heard the news about Heidi and Moraya, I didn't care too much. I put down the leather armor in my hand, stood up from the recliner, and answered without hesitation: "Of course the sooner the better."

Ying Li heard the news about Heidi and asked hurriedly: "Where are Heidi and the others now? Is everything okay?"

Justus coughed lightly and said:

"The slave traders don't know the specific situation. They only said that one of the two magicians on the other side is a second-level ice magician. The assassins here are not at all facing that ice magician. There is no way. If we hadn't had the advantage of terrain and pressed forward step by step, I'm afraid the two magicians on the other side would have escaped long ago. As for the current situation, it seems that they are injured, but the specific injuries are not clear. "

I quickly took the "Earth's Wrath" leather armor from the wooden rack next to me and put it on quickly, saying to everyone: "Let's go and find them now."

...

In front of us is a low-lying valley with hundreds of puddles connected. Waist-high weeds surround these puddles. Tropical vegetation is quite scarce. There is only an occasional banyan tree, and these banyan trees are not connected.

It was past noon, but there was still fog here. Under the refraction of the dazzling sunlight, the fog emitted a colorful halo.

Six orc warriors walked in front. When one of them stepped into the fog, he heard senior sister Erica reminding him from behind: "Be careful, the fog ahead is poisonous."

The orc warrior who was walking in front also retreated at this time. He inhaled a little poisonous fog. When he stepped out of the poisonous fog, he walked a little unsteadily. If he had not been strong, he might have fallen directly into the puddle at this time.

Senior sister Erica hurriedly ran up to give the orc warrior a detailed examination, and took out three tubes of magic potion from the magic waist bag and filled one for the orc warrior first.

I asked Kalancuo from behind: "You have never encountered this kind of poisonous swamp in the swamp?"

"I have encountered it!" Kalancuo said casually.

"Then why did they walk in so rashly? How do you deal with poisoning in normal times?" I asked Kalancuo again.

Kalancuo spread his hands and said, "What else can it be? He just inhaled two breaths of poisonous fog. Give him some water and he will be fine after lying down for a while. In addition, we can identify some primary detoxifying herbs." As he said that, he took out a handful of dried curved leaf grass from his waist bag...