Ignoring the goblins, Heras jumped off the airship. Frost spread where his feet touched the oil swamp, and the boiling oil swamp solidified instantly. This was only a first-level spell: 'freezing', but it was performed by a fourth-level mage.
The effect would be much stronger if he were to cast it. Because this place is in a land of disputes, Heras was unwilling to fall into the spell casting buffer casually, so he tried his best to use low-level magic when he was not in combat. With his peak level 4 mental power, he could use level 1 spells to deal with them.
For him, the buffer time is negligible.
Ulukan stared at this human being with vigilance. He now has some psychological shadow on the human race. In fact, the mud giants are a very lazy race. They are so lazy that they just want to wallow in the mire. Although they are huge, their fighting
In fact, my desire is very low and my courage is relatively small.
"I want to see your clan leader." Heras stood in front of the giant and looked straight into Urukan's eyes, and said bluntly. The reason why he could look straight into the eyes was because the giant was soaked in mud from the waist down. The sludge giant is a bloodline among the giants.
Worst of all, it is extremely rare for their members to be promoted to the seventh level. Herath holds a deadly staff, so he is naturally confident in talking to this tribe...
"Humans! The oil swamp is our territory! No, no, I mean... I will take you there now..." Quaro had just clenched his fists and wanted to teach the ungrateful mage a lesson. On the airship
A skinny skeleton with eyes burning with blue soul fire stepped forward.
Taking a step, a long chain with lightning immediately tied up the two mud giants, and then two huge skull palms suddenly stretched out from the mud, holding the two giants in their hands, and then from
An even bigger skeleton warrior stood up from the quagmire.
Level six undead faction spell: ‘Summon Bone Warrior’
The appearance of this bone warrior scared Quaro and quickly changed his story. Moreover, the fourth-level spell 'Thunder Chain' cast by a sixth-level mage not only tied them tightly, but the accompanying electric shock also made them twitch all over. This small tribe of giants
There has never been a high-level member, and the most powerful clan leader is just a sixth-level blood warrior...
After Rotand cast the spell, he grabbed the goblin and jumped off. Since the phylactery was in the hands of Heras, he was undoubtedly the most active. Then the undead female mage and the moon priest all jumped off the airship in turn.
Lelenya has not yet reached a high level, and although she cannot use her divine power to fly for a short period of time, she can still levitate within one meter of the ground using the second-level magic of 'Moonlight Feather', but the speed of levitating forward is not as fast.
Go on a trot.
There is only one kind of plant in the Dusk Oil Swamp, the thick oil black cedar. This tree has no leaves and only grows in some areas where oil gushes out or is rich in natural asphalt. It has no value except for being used as firewood for a long time.
Under Quaro's guidance, everyone quickly arrived at a rare piece of solid land in the oil swamp, on which a pile of crooked stone beds were randomly built with various animal bones, slag, asphalt and rock bars.
There are various stone jars placed in the open space in the room. This is the home of the sludge giant... As for the room or something, they don't need it.
Lying on the largest stone bed in the middle was a seven-meter-tall giant, covered in grease. He was picking his teeth with a toothpick made of animal bones. Suddenly, the mist in the mire in front of him stirred up, and a huge and hollow skeleton came through.
Passing through the heavy fog, he strode towards himself on mud, holding two mud giants in his thick bone hands.
"Urukan! Quaro?" As soon as he recognized the two giants, the leader of the Mud Clan quickly climbed up and grabbed the huge mace on the edge of the bed. Black and greasy smoke immediately emitted from the mace.
Just as he was about to slam into the skeleton warrior, he spotted the figure standing on top of the giant skeleton.
After observing carefully for a while, the leader of the Mud Clan narrowed his shiny eyes and said in a low voice: "Humans, put my people down! There is nothing in this quagmire... There is nothing that will interest you.
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As soon as the Bone Warrior loosened his grip, he threw the two mud giants onto the solid ground. The surrounding mire began to roll. Many mud giants emerged from the oil swamp and looked at the one that was much bigger than them uneasily.
Skeletons, their tribe only has two sixth-level warriors, one of whom was disabled in the war with the lizardmen...
"That's not necessarily true, Patriarch." A blond human in a white robe jumped off the skeleton warrior and said with a calm smile: "This place turned out to be an energy base for dwarfs and goblins. Do you know this?"
"Of course I know. Those dwarfs and goblins turned out to be the bosses of our tribe. They hired us to help them extract for many years. But after the oil field was turned into this, they clapped their hands and left." The leader of the Sludge Clan replied a little surprised.
I don’t know why the human asked this: "I would also like to thank the dwarfs and goblins for creating such a place, but there is really nothing here. Human, if you are looking for something, you have come to the wrong place."
"I heard that a large number of asphalt factories were once opened here, and natural asphalt from various places in the Western Continent was transported here for processing." Heras continued.
"That's to pour the asphalt into the dry oil wells to support the geology, but this kind of thing is worthless to you. Humans, you are capable of magic, and your weird alchemy products are much stronger than this.
"After finishing speaking, the leader of the Mud Clan sat down on the stone bed with his mace. These humans seemed to be beyond his ability to deal with. It would be best if they could avoid fighting.
"Is there anything unusual in the ruins of the asphalt factory? The Dusk Oil Swamp is not big. You have lived here for many years, so you should know." Heras continued to ask noncommittally.
"No...uh...wait a minute." The leader of the Sludge Clan thought seriously for a while: "There is indeed a strange place, but it's not the site of an asphalt factory. It seems to be a safe warehouse, but it's already
It’s almost completely corroded.”
"There was something wrong with the warehouse when we settled here. The tribesmen living around felt listless and dizzy. Several tribesmen who went to the warehouse to explore were a little weak when they came back, but they recovered quickly after leaving there."
The patriarch picked his toes and added: "I think there may be a curse there."
"Dear Sir... This will happen if you are exposed to concentrated asphalt for a long time. The technicians who made the dwarf death ray device will not live long." Goblin Marin interjected.
"Yes! I remembered the dwarf death ray. There are several of those things in that warehouse! They are already rusty, these damn dwarfs and goblins!" The leader of the Mud Clan suddenly realized and waved his hand fiercely.
The mace in his hand cursed, and the sound of the huge mace breaking through the air made Marin shrink his neck in fright.
"Take me to the warehouse to have a look, Patriarch." Heras nodded and said.
Hellas and his team are all familiar with devices such as the dwarf death ray. The lethality of this device is determined by the output power, but the greater the power, the greater the energy consumption and volume of the device, making it very inconvenient to carry.
Therefore, it is generally used as a fixed defense. And it can only be effective at close range. If the target is farther away, the rays will be scattered.
"I don't dare to go there. There are some cursed and terrifying things over there now..." The leader of the Mud Clan picked up the stone jar at his feet and poured out a canine head with shiny black fur and dripping black oil.
, and then said, "It's this kind of thing, but it's completely different..."
Heras recognized the head of a tar beast at a glance. This large filthy oil dog is not even a Warcraft. In addition to being strong and very adaptable to the polluted environment, it has no bloodline abilities and is the main source of food for the sludge giants.
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"Those terrible creatures often preyed on my people. I once tried to surround and suppress a lone one, but as a result, several powerful sludge warriors were killed, and even I almost died. Since then, we have never
We have never been near that warehouse!" the leader of the Sludge Clan said with lingering fear, and then added worriedly, "But they are still multiplying..."
"Tar beasts are not magical beasts." Glenlenya was a little confused when he heard this. The large tar beasts were just ordinary creatures like cows and horses. Although they were stronger than cows and horses, they did not have any extraordinary power.
"You're right, Elf, those terrible beasts do not have bloodline abilities. They rely solely on the power of the flesh." The leader of the Mud Clan pulled open the oil-soaked leather armor on his chest, revealing a deep tear-shaped wound, which made him a little frightened.
He said: "It's just one bite and it's like this, and the one we are encircling and suppressing is not their leader. Although he does not have extraordinary blood, but if measured in terms of combat power, their leader may have reached a high level..."
From this deep old scar, you can see the tumor formed by the bone scab. It seems that the beast bit off the ribs of the mud clan leader in one bite. After the wound healed, the rib section was only covered with a thin layer of granulation connective tissue.
organize.
The hideous scars frightened the two necromancers. No matter how bad the mud leader was, he was still a sixth-level blood user after all. Even the worst sixth-level blood user could be bitten through the chest with one bite. This was simply unbelievable.
I can’t imagine that it was caused by a beast without extraordinary bloodline...
"Scholar Emma, the boiling fog here stays all year round, and there is no sunshine..." Glalenya said worriedly. If the powerful focus magic cannot take effect, she can't think of any other power that can resist high-level people.
existence.
"Don't worry, I can handle it. You guys wait for me here." Heras shook his head and insisted. He was bound to get those radioactive minerals. "Rotande, Edwin, protect Ms. Glalenya."
"It would be best if you could get rid of those terrible creatures." The leader of the Mud Clan stood up, pointed at the mire and the surrounding land with his mace, and selected several powerful warriors, including Uru.
Kan and Quaro, then he squinted and said: "Follow me, human, but we have agreed in advance that my people and I will not go near that warehouse."