My Magic Age

It took three and a half days and more than sixty strong barbarians working day and night to transport the entire golden cider in the cellar into the underground cave.

During this period, I opened the portal four times, and almost every time I drained the last bit of thunder elemental magic power from the Thunder Seed.

There was only the last oak barrel left in the empty wine cellar. I sat on the oak barrel, with my feet in the air and rhythmically lifting the barrel wall with my heels. The barrel made a "dong dong dong" sound.

I was playing with the 'Time Breaker' warhammer in my hand, and the tip of the other Shura battle ax was deeply inserted into the hard oak of the wine barrel. Reflecting the light of the torch, the Shura battle ax emitted the oozing liquid. The cold light of man.

I was wearing a pure black magic robe, with elegant patterns embroidered with magic thread on the cuffs, brim, collar and hem of the robe. This magic robe was a gift given to me by Tracy at the Harvest Festival. She thought The more plain and simple the magic robe is, the more noble it will appear. However, a magic robe embroidered with magic patterns is usually very expensive. Perhaps Tracy received Fanny's support this time, otherwise she would not have been able to afford such an expensive magic robe.

Kalantso and Luka stood on my left and right respectively. The tauren Luka held two double-edged battle axes in his hands. His eyes were as wide as copper bells, staring at the two humans in front of him. With a body as burly as an iron tower, the two people opposite had no desire to resist.

The orc female warrior Kalantso stood beside me with her arms folded and her mouth pursed without saying a word. She was slightly distracted, and her eyes fell on the orcs carrying the wine barrels. She saw the orcs sitting on the ground, fixing some Oak racks for wine barrels dismantled into chopped firewood, gathered They gathered in a pile and lit a bonfire in the wine cellar. She frowned slightly, as if she was dissatisfied with the orc warriors who had become less disciplined after hard work. She hooked her hand and called an orc warrior to the side. The captain whispered something in his ear.

The orc captain trotted to the middle of the group of orcs, scolded them in a low voice, and drove them back to Xinliu Valley.

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Two middle-aged men were standing opposite me. They looked a little embarrassed and had some dust on their bodies. It was obvious that they had suffered a lot when they were caught by the orcs.

They tried several ways to hide, were discovered by orc warriors several times, and successfully escaped several times.

One time, two people hid in wine barrels and almost escaped into the Xinliu Valley. Unfortunately, they had served in the army before, and their own strength had exceeded that of a seventh-level warrior apprentice. Approval status of Yanagani World Tree Under this situation, they themselves were repulsed by the power of the rules of the Xinliu Valley plane. When an orc carried a wine barrel and entered the portal, the barrel suddenly exploded, and the groom Hank inside was ejected by the backlash of the portal. Far away, disappearing from the sight of the orcs again.

Our strategy is simple and practical: no matter how much it costs, we must empty the cellar of golden cider. The two men hiding in the barrels will eventually have nowhere to hide.

In fact, the most successful time for the two of them was to dig a big hole in a corner of the wine cellar, put two empty wine barrels into the big hole, and spread a thin layer on the lid of the barrel. The soil allowed themselves to hide in the wine barrel and closed the lid of the wine barrel, leaving only a simple ventilation hole so that they could breathe normally while lying in the soil. They spread the excavated residual soil into various hidden corners of the wine cellar. Unfortunately, their efforts failed in the end because the orc warriors stepped on the lid of the barrel and made a "dong-dong" sound from beating drums.

It was this time that the orc warriors succeeded in catching them. Hank, the groom, was wearing simple linen clothes and a milky white sheepskin vest. His hair was messy like a chicken coop. He was tall and straight, with only Looking at his strong arms and bulging chest muscles, you can tell that he has strong explosive power.

He grinned and rubbed his injured shoulder with his hand. He stood opposite me and looked at me seriously with squinted eyes.

Another gardener, who was easily ignored, was getting shorter and shorter at this time. He rolled his two small black bean-like eyes and looked at me seriously.

Hank took a deep breath and asked me, "Are you destined to die?"

"Does any one of you two dare to stand up and say loudly that I have never slept with Count Zimmerman's woman?" I asked back, the 'Time Breaker' warhammer in my hand was filled with flickering lights and dark sounds. Arcs of electricity, traces of lightning surrounded the war hammer, flowing outwards along the seams of my fingers.

Hank stopped talking.

The gardener's pupils suddenly shrank to as thin as needle tips. He looked at me in horror, and his face became extremely pale. The moment he saw the electric arc in my hand, his body seemed to have lost all strength and became very sluggish. .

I nodded slowly, with a contemptuous sneer on my face, and said to them: "The reason why I kill you is that you know some secrets that you shouldn't know, such as my orc followers, or the mysterious portal. . But you also have reasons for death, such as violating the laws of the Green Empire and persecuting nobles. The punishment for this crime in the 'Imperial Code' is not light!"

Hank said something that was almost a tongue twister. He asked me with a wry smile: "If we didn't have a reason to die, wouldn't we know these secrets of yours?"

I could understand this sentence, and I said to him without hesitation: "Of course! If you don't have a reason to die, I won't try every means to empty the entire wine cellar in order to find you, and you won't know some secrets about me. If you don't know these secrets of mine, I don't need to kill you personally. I will leave you to An, I believe he will be very happy. Unfortunately, I can't do this now. In order to keep my secrets, I must kill you personally!"

I paused, glanced at Kalancuo beside me, and thought to myself: Maybe I don't have to kill you personally!

While motioning Kalancuo to go over, I said to the two people: "Of course, the heir of the Zimmerman family doesn't want some of the things that happened here to be spread. And you have also violated the laws of the empire. Even if you are sent to the arbitration office, you will eventually die. If you go to the arbitration office, maybe some secrets will not be kept, so we don't plan to do that! In order to find you from the wine cellar, I also spent a lot of effort!"

"I'm sorry that I can't provide you with a delicious dinner before I die!" I said to the two people with apology again.

After that, I casually placed the warhammer on the barrel, closed my eyes slightly, and chanted magic spells. Light blue magic lines emerged from my fingertips and stayed in the air, forming a complicated magic pattern array. I wanted to use the "ice wall technique" to freeze the two people into ice sculptures, preferably directly frozen in it, and die of suffocation. In this way, at least I can tell An that it was manslaughter.

The groom Hank and the gardener saw me drawing the magic pattern array, and immediately realized the danger. Their faces changed drastically and they looked at each other. They saw the despair in each other's eyes.

A wall of water fell from the sky, and they couldn't avoid it. From head to toe, they were soaked from head to toe, and they were then covered in the water wall. Just before I shouted the word "condense", Hank and the gardener actually kicked each other at the first time. The two quickly broke away from the water wall, and watched Hank and the gardener roll to the left and right sides respectively.

Hank's body was as flexible as a giant gibbon. After rolling on the ground, he pounced directly on the orc warrior on the left, using his pounce posture and grabbing the orc warrior's eyes with both hands. Just as the orc warrior turned sideways and swung his sharp axe to block, Hank suddenly changed his tactics in the middle, retracted his hands, bent his chest and used his shoulder to directly hit the orc warrior's chest, knocking the orc warrior to the ground.

Seeing Hank's fierceness, Luka strode forward with two double-edged axes, wanting to chop Hank in half with one axe. Kalancuo also held the black iron spear with an iron wood pole in his hand, forcing Hank to retreat.

At this time, the gardener's body was more flexible. He rolled back and forth on the ground for several times, avoiding several slashes from the orc warrior on the right. His body began to fade slowly, like a ball of green mist, and finally rushed towards me at an incredibly fast speed. Two sharp daggers suddenly appeared in his hands, and I was sitting alone on the wine barrel, with no one to protect me.

The gardener made a desperate assassination and flexibly avoided everyone's blockade.

The gardener saw the indifference in my eyes at this time, and he hesitated a little, but his body did not slow down. One dagger stabbed into my chest, and the other dagger stabbed down on my head.

Seeing that there were no warriors and followers around me who could stand up to stop him, a cruel joy appeared in the gardener's eyes.

He had been forbearing, just to wait for this moment, and now, he finally succeeded.

The intense pleasure made him want to shout to the sky with excitement...

But at this moment, something unexpected happened to him. An ice shield appeared in front of him. The dagger in his left hand pierced the ice shield, and the ice shield shattered instantly. A strange cold breath wrapped around his hand and dagger, and a thick layer of white frost condensed instantly.

The gardener did not stop because maybe they would have a chance of survival if they caught me!

The dagger in his right hand still stabbed at my chest, but the second ice shield was already in front of him. His right hand broke through the ice shield and was also covered with frost. He was trembling with cold, but still gritted his teeth and stabbed at me.

The last ice shield was directly hit on the gardener's face. When he looked up at the sky with his eyes empty, the third ice shield turned into snow fluttering in the wind and scattered into countless fragments. He was hit by the third ice shield and his body leaned back violently. I sat on the wine barrel, leaned forward slightly, stretched out a finger and pressed it on his forehead, and gently uttered a word from my mouth.

'Condensation! ’

The gardener’s thin body was directly frozen into an ice sculpture by me, and there was even a faint layer of ice flame burning on his body. His body leaned forward slightly, and his hands were holding two daggers with claws and teeth, which looked a little ridiculous.

And the horseman Hank was pierced in the chest by Kalancuo’s spear, and the whole person was picked up by Kalancuo with the spear. He held the wooden pole of the spear tightly with both hands, stared at me coldly with a pair of dead fish eyes, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

I looked up at Hank on the tip of the spear coldly, and said nothing more.

The magic pattern array on the fingertips condensed a water wall again. The water wall fell from the sky and wrapped around the horseman Hank. At the same time, I shouted again: "Congeal!"

Horman Hank was frozen on the tip of Kalancuo's spear with his hunched body, completely frozen in the ice wall.

The look in his last eyes still showed his attachment to this world, but unfortunately his final fate was to be pierced, lifted up, and then frozen in ice by a spear.

The two human-shaped ice sculptures of Hank and the gardener were placed in the most conspicuous position in the center of the wine cellar.

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"Kalancuo!" I said to Kalancuo: "Take the warriors and return to Xinliu Valley!"

Kalancuo said to me without hesitation: "Yes!"

Until one foot stepped into the portal, the orc female warrior Kalancuo was still reluctant to look at her black iron spear stuck in the ground.

"Let's go, I'll keep this spear for you later and bring it to Xinliu Valley for you next time!" I said to Kalancuo to comfort him.

Kalancuo looked at me slightly shyly and went straight into the portal.

The underground cave near the right stone wall is full of huge oak barrels, extending hundreds of meters from the location of the teleportation altar. These barrels are neatly arranged like the stone walls on both sides of the stone wall. I didn't expect that there would be so many golden apple wines in the entire wine cellar.

Seeing that there was an orc guarding in front of these oak barrels every ten meters, I was a little stunned to see that although the barrels in the cave were placed very neatly, other materials were scattered and piled on the ground. At this time, I thought: I should build a material transfer station around the teleportation array.

I told Kalancuo about the idea, but Kalancuo frowned and said to me: "It's good to build a transfer station, but if you want to build a base in this underground cave, it will take a lot of manpower, material resources and time. There are only a hundred orcs in our village, and it's impossible to take care of so many things!"

Standing next to Kalancuo's ear, I told her my wonderful ideas in detail. After listening, her eyes flashed.

My suggestion is to completely seal the underground cave with iron fences at both ends, including the short section of the teleportation altar, and only set up an exit on one side, so that it can become the simplest material transfer station...

Not only so many barrels filled with golden apple wine, but also other types of large quantities of materials may be transferred to Xinliu Valley in the future...