paranoianovel Chapter 432 The Pursuit Of The Orcs
Chapter 432 The Pursuit Of The Orcs
"Human mage, are you planning to follow us to the Orc King's Court?"
Pate wasn't sure what the human was really thinking.
Was he bluffing, or was he sincere?
It's simply a fantasy for a human to go to the orc king's court. Isn't that just trying to survive?
You must know that humans are just a kind of food that is not very delicious to the orcs.
"Of course, otherwise how can I prove it to you?"
The young mage chuckled gracefully.
"Although the Orc King's Court is a very dangerous place, I am a mage from the Southern Continent. I have the entire Saint Lotia Empire on my back. Besides, I am not here to cause destruction. What should I be afraid of?"
The pride and pride in this tone was beyond words.
The lion-orc Pate opened his mouth, suddenly not knowing what to say.
Let’s just say that this mage’s newborn calf is not afraid of tigers.
But he was so reckless and methodical.
Call him ignorant and fearless.
But he obviously knew something about the Orc Royal Court.
"Dare to go to the Orc King's Court? It's unbelievable! You are a very brave human being. I actually don't have a good impression of cowardly humans, but I think you deserve to be respected."
Bart glanced at the young mage appreciatively.
Although he didn't know the identity of the young mage, judging from his noble and elegant manners, his status was definitely not simple. He was completely different from the magicians under his command.
For such people.
Bart prefers to have a good relationship.
Don't look at it, this young mage is just a big magician now, a small character that he and Bart can kill easily.
But his future, the power behind him.
It is definitely not something that the two orc warlords can easily shake.
The spring breeze is intentional, but the flowing water is ruthless.
The young mage was unimpressed by the green-skinned warlord Bart's overtures.
Return the respect of the orcs...
They are just a bunch of barbarians who only think about muscles.
People in the empire who wanted to see him lined up from his father's wizard tower to the door of Yakins Magic Academy every day.
He waved his hand casually and stood aside. Then, he took out a large stack of scrolls from the space ring, took out one of them and began to recover the injuries of the magicians under his command.
With a "buzz" sound.
The light element suddenly emerged in the dark dungeon and quickly reached the boiling point.
The dark dungeon suddenly became as bright as day.
Pate and Bart are no strangers to this strong magic wave. It is a powerful magic comparable to the high priest's healing link, Holy Healing, but such a precious spell is engraved on each parchment.
The mysterious mage uses his actions to prove to them what is background and what is arrogance!
If I read it correctly, all the scrolls in that pile are holy healing arts.
Bart was even more curious about the identity of the mage.
And he also firmly determined to have a good relationship with this mage.
The continent of Kane is so dangerous, so many friends mean many paths.
Compared to Bart, who has complicated thoughts, the lion orc doesn't have so many thoughts. His heart is all about the lost Poseidon's Tears.
"Bart, what should I do now?"
The lion-orc Pate is also urgently ill and seeking medical treatment indiscriminately.
He didn't know Bart very well.
But at least everyone is an orc, and now they can only ask Bart for help.
The air became quiet at this moment, like stagnant glue.
Bart frowned.
He had no intention of continuing to get involved in this matter.
But now the mysterious mage is going to the Orc King's Court. In order to establish a good relationship with this mage, how can he ignore it and ignore it?
He immediately fell into thinking.
After a while, Bart's eyes lit up.
I really asked him to come up with a solution.
"Pate, I don't know if you have heard of it. The ancestral high priest beside His Majesty has the ability to return to illusions. Through some media, he can see details that we cannot see."
"Illusion regression?" Pate looked confused.
He has been fighting abroad all year round, and has only returned to the Orc King's Court in recent months. This is due to the emperor's transfer. It won't be long before he will continue to rush to the new battlefield against the Naga Siren.
He knew very little about the people and things in the royal court.
He knew the name of the ancestral high priest. This high priest, who was called the emperor's master and whose status was equal to that of the emperor, usually kept things simple and rarely showed his face. Even when he appeared in public, he wore a mask.
After living for hundreds of years, Pat had never seen what he looked like.
All I know is that this high priest has mysterious methods and even has the power of prediction.
"Illusion regression, I know."
The mysterious mage standing aside suddenly spoke.
"Although this magic is not as good as forbidden spells, and is even a little stronger than high-level magic, the requirements for the caster's mental strength are abnormal. Ordinary Star Source mages can rarely cast it, even if they are forced to do so. The effect of using it yourself is not good, and it will also give you a splitting headache and severely weaken your vitality."
What he said was clear and logical, and the two orc warlords stared blankly as they listened.
Bart only knows a little bit about it.
His father told him that the ancestral high priest could use illusion to regress.
It is said that during the Third Continental Conflict, the orc army was defeated by the human coalition on the edge of the Death Desert.
The first Beast King, the ancient red dragon Suotan Trik Nato'otou has disappeared, and even the Beast God Seal has been lost.
If this divine artifact is mastered by humans, it will become a great weapon to restrain the orcs.
The second Beast King at that time, who is now the Orc Emperor Korkele Dragonheart, immediately sent a large number of Orc warriors to search frantically in the Death Desert for a week, searching almost every corner of the Death Desert without success. Retrieve the Beast God Seal.
The spies who dispersed also clearly reported that the human coalition did not possess the Beast God Seal.
In the end, Korkel was desperate, and just when he was about to be destroyed, the ancestral high priest made a breakthrough.
After that, the ancestral high priest used a dragon claw of the first-generation beast king, the ancient red dragon, to find the location of the beast god seal. The method used at that time was special magic, illusion regression.
"If the Ancestral High Priest is willing to use illusion to trace back, then the Tears of the Poseidon can definitely be found, and we can also determine the identity of the thief."
A mysterious mage from the Southern Continent endorsed him.
Bart's tone immediately became more confident. He straightened his back, stared at the lion-orc Pate with a pair of scarlet eyes without blinking, and raised his chin slightly in an arc, imitating the mage.
That look seemed to be saying to Pate, dear, why don't you thank me properly?
After having hope in his heart, Pate also changed his previous decadent appearance and cheered up again.
"Then what are you waiting for? Let's set off now!"
He urged urgently:
"We can't wait any longer. I have a hunch that the longer we stay here, the farther away Poseidon's Tears will be from us."
But Bart was in no hurry.
He stood against the wall holding his war hammer, looking carefree.
"It will take a week at the fastest to return to the Orc King's Court from here. Within this week, Poseidon's Tears have long been taken away. Sooner or later, the outcome will be the same. We can only determine the location of Poseidon's Tears, and then we can Launch an attack to take back Poseidon’s Tears.”
"But……"
"I know you're in a hurry, but don't worry yet."
Bart patted the lion orc on the shoulder and comforted him:
"What we want is nothing more than a result. Now we have a solution. This young, knowledgeable, powerful, and mysterious mage is also willing to go with us... What do we orcs care about most in our lives?"
"Blood and glory?" Pate tilted his head.
"fart!"
Bart stared and patted his thick chest.
"Every enemy must be avenged, and every kindness must be repaid!"
He then added: "Your Excellency Master Mage has come all the way from the Southern Continent and you must not have eaten yet. Shouldn't we do our best to be landlords?!"