My Magic Age

The strong man from the prairie riding a huge dragon drove all the way to us like a wealthy man driving a famous car. When I saw the long storm bow on his back and the giant sword slung across his waist, I knew that this man was The orc warriors are more brave than Baoji, the leader of the Starry Adventure Group. That dark silver storm bow can even be pulled by Velu Don't open it, this is truly a magic weapon that can only be used after changing jobs for the first time. The horse-killing sword behind you is hidden in a huge ironwood box. You can only see the black blood on the cloth strip of the handle. It looked like a sword that had drunk enough blood, but I couldn't see the specific situation or what it was called.

Only then did I know that the parchment scrolls that Old Kuru showed me were really useful. Before that, I was still wondering why the weapons introduced in those parchment scrolls that looked like encyclopedias were not as useful in reality. I have never seen any of them before. Even the weapons used by the strongest warriors in the caravan, Baoji, Hamasaki, and Viru, have never appeared in the introduction of the parchment scroll. And now I finally saw the storm longbow that was briefly introduced at the end of the parchment scroll. It turns out that there really is such a magic weapon in the world, but I have never seen it.

The dragon, which was almost three meters tall, stopped next to Aguimon. The pressure from the dragon clan scared Aguimon so much that it urinated in tears. It actually fell down on all four legs and trembled on the grass. Long Dou's big head stared with blood-red eyes, He cast a casual glance at the foul-smelling Aguimon on the side, and Aguimon actually let out a moan. Even if he met a pack of wolves in the night before, this Aguimon would only have the intention of retreating, and it would never look like this. The look of a bear waiting for slaughter.

The giant orc man ignored the dragon behind him and jumped down from the dragon without even looking at the dragon. His body, as strong as an iron tower, stood upright, and his height of more than two meters made any of us stand tall. Everyone looked like a dwarf in front of him. His cloudy eyes glanced around, and finally fixed his gaze in front of us, looking at us carefully. After measuring the four of us, he stared at the food on the table cloth without any scruples and said, "When I was hunting the devil antelope more than ten miles away, I smelled a scent. It was really my luck that I came here in one breath. It’s good, there are really people making delicious food, but where do you kids come from? Is that the closest place to Yemen Town?”

When his loud voice sounded, it felt like beating a drum, which made my eardrums hurt. No wonder there is no extra luggage on the dragon. It turns out that he came here from the hunting ground. I took a closer look at his ears. The fluffy triangular ears showed that he was a werewolf warrior, but he was taller than ordinary werewolf warriors. I think even when Kurtz becomes an adult, he may not be as tall as him. When he looked at Kuz, there was actually a trace of warmth in his eyes. He walked to Kuz, bent down and smelled the top of Kuz's head, and then asked suspiciously: "Are you from the Blood Wolf Clan of the Gurudin Tribe?" child?"

"Yes, sir!" Kurtz seemed a little nervous when he saw this strong werewolf, but he stood in front of us and said to the werewolf warrior respectfully.

"Haha, meeting each other in the wilderness means we are very destined." The werewolf warrior strode over and said to Kurtz. There is a relief of a wolf head on the breastplate on the chest of his steel armor, but the wolf head is carved vividly. I don't know why, but I think it is a snow-white white wolf.

Kurtz quickly said to the soldier: "Then can I invite you to our dinner and introduce your identity to my friends?"

"Haha, I just came here for this delicious meal! But you don't need to introduce me, so as not to scare these little guys! It's all caused by the famine in this damn year, otherwise the tribe wouldn't let us lead The tribe goes hunting in the wilderness, haha! Your meatloaf smells really good! Little guy, I guess you didn't do it!" The werewolf warrior sat next to Kurtz with a big smile, and threw a meat pie the size of an adult's fist into his mouth without seeing him. He chewed it hard and swallowed it in his stomach. He praised it one after another: "It's delicious, it's delicious!"

Kuz was very honest. He was very happy when he heard the praise from the werewolf warrior. He pointed directly at me and said to the orc warrior: "My brother Jijia made it. It's just a wild boar I hunted. Do you think it's delicious too?" ?”

"Well, very good! All the bones have been removed. No wonder the meat is so soft and soft. You can easily swallow it without chewing. It would be good to give this to the grandma in the tribe to try, and even her teeth have fallen out. After eating it, I still have no appetite. Haha, you. It’s true that our blood wolf tribe has always been close to the human race, so why are we still calling ourselves brothers to the children of the human race? I’m worried that your father will beat your ass when you go home.” The werewolf warrior was not afraid of being burned, so he directly grabbed the meat patties with his hands and threw them into the big pile one after another. In his mouth, it looked like he hadn't eaten in several days.

Kurtz said directly: "I'm not afraid. It won't take long for him to get better after his butt is beaten, but he will be my good brother for life. And my grandfather also said that he became a disciple. Although he didn't teach him any skills, he I also gave him the language and writing of our orcs. Jia grew up drinking my grandpa’s blood, so he is half a werewolf!”

"No wonder I smell the smell of wolf cubs on him! Haha, this spring's hunting experience is not going to be smooth. You guys should be more careful. We orcs are in famine, and a large number of hunters have gathered in the entire northern wilderness. I'm afraid I'll provoke a level 1 or level 2 demon. Beasts. Recently, there are always some monsters such as salamanders, manticores, and dragonflies coming out of the mountains to hurt people. Recently, the hyenas in the hyena camp have been restless. Maybe too many orcs have poured into the wasteland and robbed people. Their food. They don’t dare to mess around when there are so many people, but you guys Such a small group is definitely a good opportunity for them to attack. Don't underestimate those scheming hyena people. Although they are very timid, they are also notoriously ferocious in the wilderness. There were rumors of ligers a few days ago. People were killed by those banshees from the Eagle Tribe. Everything is caused by food. If the yellow sheep are gone, we will eat the one-horned bison. If the bison is gone, we may catch those lightning-fast magic antelopes. This hard life will gradually get better." The werewolf warrior had a rough face. , but his thoughts are very delicate, and he is focused on considering the sufferings of the orcs.

I always thought that among the orcs, only a knowledgeable shaman and witch doctor like Old Kuru would work hard for the sufferings of the orcs, but I never thought that the powerful wolf warrior I met today was also saying such things. I felt like this The strong one is the real one A true orc warrior, I didn’t expect that my thoughts had just changed a little bit. As if he had peeked into my thoughts, the werewolf warrior turned his head and looked at me deeply. His eyes seemed to be burning. Two flames, blazing, rich, restless, and restless.

"Yes, why don't you use beef to make meatloaf? That will taste better!" The werewolf warrior said while eating, throwing the meatloaf into his mouth with both hands. A foot length is covered with meat, and the roasted brown, soft and trembling steak can be stuffed into the mouth. When you pull it out, a bare bone will be thrown aside. We ate faster than the four of us combined.

Kurtz explained: "We just crossed the river today and haven't gone deep yet. We haven't hunted the one-horned bison yet!"

The werewolf warrior ate in one meal what it would take us three days to finish, and drank two large bowls of hot bone soup before he stood up satisfied, stroking his stomach with his right hand and pointing with the other Southwest said to Kurtz: "Keep going over there, it will be safer, over there It has just been cleaned up by my tribe and I, and there are no large-scale monsters. But you should be careful about these hyenas. I guess you are not here for the one-horned bison herd and the magic antelope herd. At most, you are here to capture a few lone magic antelopes. ! There should be some lone magic antelopes in that direction."

Unexpectedly, he could bring us so much information in just one meal. While he was eating and drinking, we all sat aside like stupid geese. We were intimidated by his powerful aura. My body wanted to tremble involuntarily, but I forcibly controlled it, and every muscle in my body They were all as tight as a stone, resisting the strong aura emanating from him until he waved away.

The four of us stood up and watched as the werewolf warrior, whose name was not even mentioned, rode away on a dragon. Both Qige and Catalina huddled beside him without saying a word. Seeing the figure of this werewolf warrior who could smell the scent of meat from more than ten miles away disappear over the slope, the few of us breathed a sigh of relief. The orc warrior came and went in such a hurry that he was willing to travel more than ten miles for each meal. He was considered a complete foodie.

I asked Kurtz curiously, who is this person? He was actually allowed to speak with honorifics like this.

At this time, Kurz felt relaxed. He blinked and organized his words before saying to me: "That person should be the White Wolf Warrior of the White Wolf Clan. The White Wolf Heavy Armor he wears is the most powerful orc cavalry." With good armor, the White Wolf Warrior who is qualified to ride a dragon must be at least a level ten warrior. Jia, do you see the two-handed giant blades on his waist?"

"That giant sword?" I asked Kurtz: "Is it the thing that hit the wooden box?"

Kurtz said: "Well, he should be a knight of the Dragon Knights directly commanded by the White Wolf Tribe's Chief Miaola. These knights are usually stationed near the ancestral gravesites of the White Wolf Tribe and are responsible for guarding the remains of their ancestors. Unless there are It is a matter of life and death, otherwise the knights of the Dragon Knights will not be used. They have a high status in the White Wolf Clan and are the guardians of our White Wolf Clan! "

"Why did he come to the wilderness if he didn't protect the land of his ancestors?" Qige finally spoke. She had been silent since the werewolf warrior arrived, perhaps because she was afraid that the warrior would see her clues. But it seemed like Qige knew the identity of this werewolf warrior.

Kurtz lowered his head dejectedly, sat back in his seat, picked out a piece of steak from the plate and said, "It's not just the food shortage. Unexpectedly, the White Wolf clan with hundreds of thousands of werewolves is also suffering from the food shortage. He led the clan People come here to hunt yellow sheep and one-horned bison, oh, the meat is getting cold, let’s eat it quickly!”