My Magic Age

My mood became very bad, even Kuz knew that he should avoid me at this time.

I sat on the back of the Thunder Rhino with my head down, while Kuz and Uncle Fred were helping Old Kuru to tie up the luggage. We had made sufficient preparations for this trip into the mountains. In addition to the original luggage such as medicinal materials, tents, and felts that we had to carry, a huge bag appeared on the back of the rhino, which was not spacious to begin with. It looked very discordant from a distance.

Pushkin, the driver sitting at the neck of the Thunder Rhino at the front, kept reminding us not to overload. We were riding a male Thunder Rhino, which was very irritable and often lost its temper because it was about to enter the estrus period.

I was young and could not help much. I just watched the entire camp being dismantled. All the things that could be taken away were thrown on the back of the rhino. The head of the entire caravan had walked out hundreds of meters. Sitting on the Thunder Rhino and looking from a distance, the long team was like a soil snake winding on the grassland.

There are more than a dozen Thunder Rhinos in the camp ready to go. Our Thunder Rhinos are placed very far back, so there is plenty of time to pack.

Master Leipas stood on the last Thunder Rhinoceros with his hands folded in front of his chest, responsible for the front. His cold eyes showed no joy, anger, sorrow or happiness, and he looked like a statue from a distance. Silently watching the last Thunder Rhinoceros also catch up with the distant team and embark on the journey to the Orc Tribe. This can be said to be the last stop of this trip. If everything goes well, we will be able to return to the northernmost city of humans, Sloyt City, before the end of the year.

The thirteen caravans of the dance troupe have been prepared early. The body of each caravan constantly emerges with colorful magic array halos, which flash and hide inside the body.

This is the greatest value of these caravans. Each caravan is engraved with countless magic patterns and arrays. In the end, these magic patterns and arrays are connected together by the inscription master to form a huge magic matrix that complements each other.

"Wind Sprint"

"Speed ​​Stimulation"

"Wind Formation"

"Group Acceleration"

"Force Field Control"

and other magic states were added to the entire caravan. As the bison of the swamp tribe, who were known as the bloodline of the wild bulls with natural divine power, made a dull mooing sound, the dance troupe's caravan finally merged into the large team and slowly followed behind.

The adventurers of the Star Adventure Group rode on Gubolai horses and galloped at the front of the entire team. Their scouts had already run ten miles away. If they found any danger, they would send a signal.

I still stood at the highest point of the Thunder Rhino's back and looked far away. The giant thighs of the Thunder Rhino under my feet, as thick as a large water tank, stepped on the grass, making a tremor.

The footsteps of seventy Thunder Rhinos were like war drums going out.

Old Kuru sat on the leather saddle behind the Thunder Rhino and closed his eyes to rest. Kuz squatted beside Uncle Fred and muttered something. He looked back at the trampled camp behind him. There were only piles of ashes and digging grasslands. There were also a lot of abandoned bones of demon antelopes in the camp, which attracted vultures from the sky. They seemed to be patiently waiting for the caravan to go away and then landed to look for some leftovers.

"Don't look, Jia. Look what I got!" Kuz grinned and tried to suppress his pride. He lay on the cargo box beside me and said to me. The two of us bumped together with the rhythm of the Thunder Rhino's walking, just like a sailboat on the sea cutting through waves of wind wolves.

I looked away with some disappointment, feeling particularly depressed. Maybe I will never see Sister Guoguo again on the next journey. I have even thought about it. In the days when I will be separated from Kuz, I will follow Sister Guoguo back to her hometown. I think I may settle down there. I want to see the golden apple trees in the farms she mentioned, and the Sulin River in front of her house. I can sit in the milk tea shop selling nut biscuits at the corner of her street for an afternoon, but I haven't been able to do these yet.

I was in no mood to fool around with him. I saw him spread his hands to show me a few white and crystal wind wolf toe bones in his hands. I realized that he wanted to make wolf bone buttons with me, but I couldn't cheer up. I had to turn my head away, avoid his eyes and said: "Sorry, Kuz!"

Old Kuru looked at me meaningfully and said slowly: "Maybe you can try to calm your heart! Try to meditate on the things I taught you last night. Learning knowledge can kill time during a boring journey."

I nodded and sat obediently beside Old Kuru, and Kuz also sat down quietly beside me with his head down.

During the seventeen-month journey of the caravan through the New Siachis Mountains, the three of us spent our time sitting on the saddle behind the Thunder Rhino.

Especially, Old Kuru suggested that I comprehend the magic "Shadow Cloak" that I learned last night again. This is a simplified version of "Shadow Cloak" that Old Kuru carefully designed for me after reading countless books.

This skill is similar to the elf's innate skill "Hide" or the ranger's skill "Lurking", both of which are stealth skills. The Shadow Cloak is a skill that uses magic power to change the light around the body and hide itself in the dark.

Because I don't have much magic value in my body, Old Kuru simplified this skill appropriately. Even so, this elementary magic skill still requires me to use magic spells and draw magic array symbols at the same time to complete it, and it requires almost all of my body's magic power to barely perform it once.

Even so, the simplified version of the shadow cloak has a big flaw when used, that is, I must use it in dim light or shadow.

What Old Kuru said meant to let me realize the subtle connection between magic spells and magic circles. Only a rookie like me who can't use the elementary magic of "time stagnation" will worry about the spells and the drawing of magic circles not being synchronized.

Because of the self-casting "time stagnation", as long as the magicians nowadays complete the spells and the magic circles in this state, there will be no embarrassing situation that the spells and magic circles are not synchronized.

But Old Kuru told me that this is actually a good thing for me, and I can seriously realize the subtle relationship between spells and magic circles.

Old Kuru said that nowadays, the magicians who have awakened the magic pool are learning magic skills very fast. There are instructors who specialize in teaching magic spells and instructors who specialize in teaching drawing magic circles in the magic academy. All magic apprentices only need to be able to correctly recite the complete magic spell within a fixed time. As long as the pronunciation is not wrong and the spell remains intact, they will pass. Few magic apprentices care about the relationship between the unique rhythm of the magic spell itself and the magic circle.

Drawing a magic circle is just as brainless. You only need to continuously and stably output the magic force and draw a stable magic circle within the time of the land. In this way, the assembly line magic spell and magic circle are cast at the same time, and the success rate of magic casting will reach 100%.

But Old Kuru said that the current magicians are overly dependent on the magic of "time stagnation". No defects have been found yet, but he still hopes that when I don't have enough magic power to learn the magic of "time stagnation", I can seriously calm down and use elementary magic to experience the subtle relationship between spells and magic circles.

I don't know why, but my keen magical perception is gradually strengthening my other five senses. I just discovered this recently. I found that my strength is getting better and better, and I can even see farther than Kuz on sunny days.

You should know that the physique of orcs is much better than that of humans. Among the five senses, vision, hearing and smell can even surpass humans by several streets. Now I suddenly found that I can see farther than Kuz. At first, I suspected that Kuz was a nearsighted werewolf.

Later, after secretly comparing my eyesight with Uncle Fred, I found that my eyes are really good. Although my hearing and sense of smell are still far behind Kuz, they are also much better than Uncle Fred.

Sometimes I also wonder if Uncle Fred has been hollowed out by alcohol and sex, causing a decline in many aspects of physical fitness, but I don't want to expose these differences between me and others, so I don't want to try with others.

After the entire caravan was on track, the highest leader of the caravan, Leupas, was picked up by Lord Baoji, the leader of the Star Adventure Group, on a Gubolai horse and returned to the Thunder Rhino at the front of the caravan, which was the leader's vehicle.

When Lord Baoji, a strong warrior wearing full-covered armor on horseback, passed by the Thunder Rhino where I was, I suddenly felt that the man was a wall. It was a very strange feeling, just like when I was at the foot of the Great Wall, looking up at the winding and undulating Great Wall, I would have a kind of spiritual tremor.

At this time, the mighty and strong Baoji suddenly looked at us as if he had felt something, and his sharp eyes quickly swept over us. The murderous aura that came to my face scared me so much that my face turned pale in an instant.

The old Kuru sitting next to me just raised his eyelids and glanced at Baoji, and the leader of Baoji smiled at us slightly in a friendly manner, pulling the corner of his mouth to retract the murderous aura.

It was just a matter of a moment, and Baoji and the mysterious magician hiding in the cloak on the Gubolai horse next to him ran dozens of meters away in an instant.

And I still had a keen sense that at the moment before, the strange magician hiding in the cloak suddenly looked back, and his venomous eyes swept over me, making my back spine cold.

"Hmph!" Old Kuru snorted coldly, and the cold snort was obviously heard by the three people dozens of meters away. The three people bent down at the same time, raised their whips and whipped the horses' buttocks. The two running Gubolai horses neighed in unison, as if they were frightened and rushed forward suddenly, as fast as lightning.

After those people went away, Old Kuru retracted his gaze and turned his head to look at me, but said nothing.

"Teacher, why do I feel that the leader of the Star Adventure Group is like a tall wall?" I still couldn't help asking this question in my heart.

Old Kuru smiled slightly, tapped my head and said, "I thought you could hold back from asking. This is because your sixth sense is so sharp that you can feel the 'momentum' of Baoji. Hey! Even in the war school, these things are knowledge that only warrior apprentices of the seventh or eighth grade can get in touch with. In your words, a level nine peak warrior who has only one foot on the threshold of level ten will have a significant improvement in strength after becoming a level ten warrior. Before entering level ten, every warrior needs to break through a bottleneck, which is the understanding of 'momentum'."

"That wall is his 'momentum'?" I asked.

Old Kuru just nodded, but didn't say anything else. I know that Old Kuru is not going to say much in front of outsiders. When I was thinking about how to let Old Kuru talk about these things in the evening, I suddenly found a few black spots on the grassland in the distance, and a faint dust raised behind the black spots...

I suddenly felt an indescribable feeling in my heart, which made me stand up in surprise, put my hands together and look into the distance.

"Hey! Your sixth sense is also growing rapidly. If you don't know how to restrain yourself, someone will eventually discover your difference." Old Kuru's voice rang in my ears again. The sound that struck my heart like a bell made my eardrum hurt. But I stood up without blinking and looked into the distance. Gradually, the black spots became clearer and clearer. They were a few running Gubolai horses.

As the horses ran quickly and kept approaching, those familiar figures also appeared in my field of vision.