His hair was clenched tightly by a huge force, and his sword fell not far away in the forest. The words muttered in this weak human's mouth could not attract the ogre's attention. Gurk's mind was just
How much food can be exchanged for this human being from its master?
The changes in Aaron's body did not attract the ogre's attention. The other party just muttered a few words and continued to drag Aaron's hair out.
Ogres themselves are a species with great strength but little intelligence. They are generally classified as giants. Half of the ogres are from the chaotic evil camp - they just want to fill their stomachs, and for this they can
Do anything and destroy anything without any pressure, as long as they feel hungry.
Many of the remaining ogres are also classified as neutral evil camp-these ogres will become mercenaries or subordinates. As long as you can keep them full, they do not mind serving you, but ogres
The employment contracts of demons are always unstable. They may change the conditions at any time because of hunger, or they may betray at any time because someone offers a higher price.
Aaron recalled his knowledge in this area. As soon as he took a look at the ogre's height and body shape, he knew that the opponent's strength was unmatched by him. This guy's wrist was thicker than his thigh and he could twist it with just one movement.
If you break your own neck, the big stick in its hand can smash your internal organs to pieces through the chain mail with just one blow.
Therefore, you only have one chance!
You can only gamble once!
"Hey, big man!" Aaron gasped hard and tried his best to raise his head: "How much meat does he give you?"
Sure enough, for the imbecile ogre, "meat" is a magical word with magical power. Gurk immediately raised his chin happily: "Lord Mepham will give Gurk a lot of meat."
, enough for Gurke to eat until summer!”
Mepham, it seems that this is the name of the warlock. Aaron's head was collecting information frantically.
The Holy Lord of the Black Sun, the Son of Baal, the Warlock, the Hobgoblin and the Bugbear, and the ogre in front of him.
Holy Lord of the Black Sun... Cyric?
Son of Baal...Lord of Murder?
A large amount of fragmented and messy information in the young Viscount's head is being sorted out at an extremely fast speed, including memories from his previous life and memories from this life.
He suddenly understood that this was a well-planned ambush. The robbers were just testing, and his performance clearly misunderstood the other party. They thought he was the son of Baal.
I am not the son of Baal! I am also the son of Chaos! Aaron gritted his teeth, this unreasonable disaster was so unexpected and reasonable!
"Hey, big man, are you satisfied with enough meat to last until summer?" The weak human said in a contemptuous tone: "Let me go, and I'll treat you to enough meat to last until autumn."
Meat! More meat? The ogre hesitated: "But Lord Mepham will punish Gulk!"
Very good, this is obviously an ogre who prefers neutral evil. Aaron used all his wisdom and he followed the temptation: "I am a viscount. My life is valuable. If you let me go, I will go back and give you a life."
Meat from the farm!”
"I'm not your enemy, I'm your friend!"
"Weak humans are friends, not enemies?"
"Yes, friend, more meat, enemy, less meat." The ogre's hostility quickly dissipated, and the other party was obviously entangled.
Charm success!
The ogre's big hand finally let go of Aaron's hair, and the Viscount fell to the ground so hard that his internal organs almost moved out of place, and his wrists and knees made crisp sounds.
It hurts! It really hurts!
A cruel and proud smile appeared on Aaron's ferocious face.
One of the powers bestowed by the four gods has just been unsealed.
He understood why he could remember the time travel and why he awakened the power of the gods.
Because of the great mental stimulation, the mental stimulation of the first murder, the mental stimulation of seeing Walker's head, the mental stimulation of being on the verge of death, this kind of fresh and extreme stimulation is the god's favorite thing.
After continuous stimulation, a spell immediately appeared in Aaron's mind, a magic ring - Charm Humans.
There is no need to learn or understand, this spell is just like his breathing, it is an innate instinct.
The charm was successful, and the ogre fell into a tangle. This gave Aaron a chance to breathe, and he quickly turned his attention to the mud road in the forest not far away.
There, four identical "Hicks" were fighting the warlock. Bugbears and hobgoblins used crossbows to attack him but they passed through his body. The sharp teeth of the wargs passed through
The shadow of "Hicks" only bit the air.
Aaron immediately recognized this magic. It was a second-level spell - Mirror Image. This spell is the favorite magic of many mages. It can create several phantoms of itself, thus preventing the caster from falling into something they are not good at.
Close combat.
Hicks loudly laughed at the enemy's accuracy. He recited a spell, and three magic missiles were launched from his fingertips. The three phantoms followed the main body and made exactly the same movements. It was really impossible to tell which one was real.
The man in black robe sneered: "Childish."
A spell hit Hicks, and the mage apprentice's body froze.
The three phantoms disappeared, the magic missile disappeared, and the flying javelin pierced the chest of the mage apprentice. Hicks's robe suddenly seeped out a large layer of dark red. The mage apprentice screamed, and was immediately knocked down by the warg.
The wolf's sharp fangs tore it into pieces, red, white, yellow, and black, and clumps of body tissue were thrown out from under the warg's head.
It was like a big bucket of ice water mixed with ice cubes was poured from head to toe on a hot day. Aaron, who had just been a little proud, felt like he had fallen into an ice cellar.
This is an enemy that he cannot currently defeat.
Although he was not a spell caster, Aaron still recognized the spell.
Three-ring magic - dispel magic, which can instantly dispel spells of three rings and below.
Among spell casters, three-ring magic is a hurdle. The opponent is obviously a second-level elite caster. I am a first-level apprentice level rookie. I have just awakened. The surface of my body is covered with bruises and internal organs are bleeding, not to mention the other party.
There are a dozen orcs around.
This is not an enemy that he can fight against! Aaron yelled at the pride in his heart again, wake up, you idiot!
He knows himself. The original Aaron Salian has a stubborn temper. At this time, he will definitely shout "for Cormier" and choose to die heroically.
He had a death wish.
It's just that the old Aaron would do this, but the new Aaron wouldn't do such stupid things.
There was only one way left. Aaron searched his newly awakened memories for useful spells.
found it.
Aaron directly took out the dagger from his waist and made a bloody gash in the palm of his hand. He said to his ogre friend very kindly: "Friend, I have to give you a mark, otherwise my family may not know you."
, they won’t give you meat.”
"Okay, hurry up, Gurk is hungry!" The ogre nodded.
The charm is still working.
A few minutes later.
"Gulk? What are you doing? Bring that son of Baal to me quickly. Don't you want to eat meat?" The man in black robe had already turned his attention to the ogre who had not made any move.
The ogre stood still.
"Gurk?" The man in black robe saw Gulk turning around slowly and was about to yell, but he immediately noticed a pattern that had just been painted with blood on the ogre's belly.
The pattern was something the man in black robe had never seen before. It looked like a mark mixed with a male mark and a female mark. He felt magic from the mark.
The man in black robe immediately waved his hand to signal the orcs to retreat.
"Lord Mepham, Gurk is so hot." The ogre said dully: "Gurk's belly is so hot, Gurk is going to get bigger, get bigger~"
"Back off!" The man in black robe felt bad.
"Grow bigger!!!" In the ogre's final roar, it inflated like a balloon, and clusters of hyperplastic tumors bulged from all over his body surface, covering the ogre's face.
Among the layers of flesh, the ogre's facial features gradually expanded irregularly with growth. Its hands disappeared, replaced by two huge tentacles, dancing powerfully in the air.
"Eat meat! Eat meat!" The two-meter-tall ogre turned into a ball of meat more than three meters high. It roared and rushed towards it. Every step made the ground shake. Its hungry rage turned into a weapon, jumping and jumping.
In a blink of an eye, two tentacles grabbed a bugbear off the ground, bit off half of its face in one bite, and chewed the flesh, organs, and bones in its mouth, and streams of juice burst out from between the teeth.
What is this? What on earth is this?
With another bite, the bugbear's head had been bitten off by the meat ball. The meat ball roared, threw the bugbear's headless body forward, and jumped closer, with a full sense of oppression.
The man in black robe took out an octopus tentacle soaked in acid from his arms.
Plans have changed.
No matter what is going on, that boy is lucky to deal with this chaotic beast first.
————I am the dividing line between the chaotic beasts————
"Well!"
The scene in front of him swayed back and forth. Aaron spread his legs and ran wildly in the Forest of Kings. His face was pale, and although the large wound on his palm was bandaged with the torn off burqa, it was still oozing blood.
The weakness from excessive blood loss gradually replaced his five senses, but Aaron did not dare to stop. He just ran away like crazy. Relying on the position of the sun, Aaron roughly judged where he was in the Forest of Kings, and then
Crashing in one direction.
He used his own blood to paint the magic circle, and spent all his mana to inject it into the magic circle, causing the ogre brother's body to mutate and turn into a chaotic egg without any sense, which would attack indiscriminately.
All "edible" creatures.
This Chaos Egg should be able to hold off the warlock and the orcs for a while.
This was the only way Aaron could think of to break the situation at the time.
This mutant magic is a unique blood magic that requires the injection of a large amount of blood. The lower the intelligence of the caster, the better, so that it will let itself paint on its body, and then it will be unable to resist the impulse caused by the emblem and lose its rationality.
Go crazy.
Aaron is very weak now, really very weak. If it weren't for the fact that the ogre's intelligence is really low and his brain is easily controlled by appetite, his spell would have almost no chance of succeeding.
"Well!" He didn't know how long the ogre could hold the warlock back, but it shouldn't be too long. The ogre turned into a chaos egg would attack everyone indiscriminately until all its energy and physical strength were exhausted.
, and then die.
It was really not fast to run while wearing heavy chain mail. After only a few minutes of running, the weak Aaron was already sweating profusely. But he knew that now was not the time to stop, so he could only move with all his strength.
Dead branches and fallen leaves swept across the Viscount's handsome face, and his heavy footsteps always sank a little when he stepped on the humus on the forest floor. The originally warm and comfortable sunshine became annoying, and his palms still hurt.
I really haven’t exercised well! Aaron, Aaron, you always feel that your father is too demanding on you, so you like to go off and slack off. Now do you know why you do this?
The young Viscount cursed himself, and his post-awakening personality cursed his pre-awakening personality.
After running for another ten minutes, Aaron really felt that his physical strength could not keep up. The scenery in front of him began to blur. Every injured place on his body felt sore and weak. His feet were on the ground.
It was like stepping on cotton, with no strength at all, and the fresh spring wind blowing across his face could only make him feel numb.
When trying to cross the big tree, his foot tripped on the root of the tree. Aaron couldn't control his body and fell directly, his head hitting the ground.
After that, he knew nothing more.
The moment he passed out, a helpless and sad thought emerged from his mind.
After what I have experienced, it is better not to wake up than to wake up.
What should I do? What should I do with my future?
Both eyes turned black.
At the same time, in the forest about two kilometers away from where Aaron was unconscious.
The mutilated corpses of two wargs, a bugbear, and a goblin were scattered on the ground. The previously arrogant eggs of chaos were now like deflated balls, with layers of flesh and veins covered in sarcoids all deflated.
The ogre Gurk's appearance in life was vaguely discernible, but at this time the ogre was more than three times thinner than before, and the dense wounds all over its body showed that it was already dead.
The man in black robe put down his hand and let out a tired breath.
In order to deal with this thick-skinned mutated meat ball, he paid the price of four men plus a spell.
Three-ring spell, Hada's Desire.
This magic comes from his master of the Old Ones. Its effect is to open a realm connected to the darkness of the stars where unknown horrors are found. Centered on a point within the casting distance, a lightless area is formed and causes direct damage to creatures in the area.
.
The Chaos Egg was dragged into this area. In his crazy state, Gurk was obviously unable to get out of this area by instinct, and was eventually exhausted by the continuous freeze damage and acid damage.
Coupled with the previous three-ring spell to dispel magic, the man in black robe did not have much magic power left.
"Sir, what should we do? Should we go after the son of Baal?" The hobgoblin was obviously not satisfied with the outcome of this encounter.
Goblins and hobgoblins are just one word apart, but the gap between them is huge. Goblins are a group of extremely weak, chaotic and evil creatures, while hobgoblins have stronger bodies than humans, and have strict order and military style.
of lawful evil creatures.
"No, we should leave quickly and find a place to rest." The man in black robe took a long breath, his tone was quite remorseful, and a little regretful: "Did you see it? That young son of Baal is the supplementary of the Purple Dragon Knight.
, we didn’t capture him just now, he will probably be wanted later.”
Obesqil, the Purple Dragon Knights, and the War Mage, the three stone pillars support this country.
"We can also locate him through tracking! He is seriously injured and can't run far!"
"Yes, he can't run far, but the temples of the Lord of the Dawn and the Silver Virgin are not far from here either!" The man in black robe scolded: "There are also followers of Lady Lucky and those damn druids! We can't take risks
, This is all for the supreme Holy Lord of the Dark Sun!"
The hobgoblin said nothing more.
"Strange." The man in black robe paused, and his tone gradually became confused: "The Son of God lurking among the Purple Dragon Knights is the Son of Baal?"
"But previous intelligence showed that the other party is more like the god of tyranny..."