A continuous flame emitted from Wizard Morton's hand. Priest Goss woke up from his dizziness, but was already surrounded by flames. He could only let out bursts of screams, which became smaller and smaller.
Reinforcements came over, and the skeletons suddenly stood still five meters away from Wizard Morton, and then fell to pieces with a "crash".
The battle was over. Wizard Morton looked down at Abel and asked worriedly: "Abel, how's it going?"
At this time, Abel had relaxed from the tension of the battle. As he relaxed, his whole body began to hurt, especially his mouth, which had small crystal fragments inside, and it was even more painful.
"No, it's okay!" Abel struggled to say two words, and blood flowed out of his mouth.
"They said it's okay. This is a medicine for injuries. You take it first, and I will help you find a better medicine when you get back." Wizard Morton took out a bottle of medicine from his space bag, opened the bottle and put it in Abel's hand. of the mouth.
Abel took the potion in one gulp, and a numb and itchy feeling arose in his mouth. Soon he spit out several mouthfuls of bloody crystal fragments, and the injuries in his mouth also recovered a lot.
"Let's go back first!" Wizard Morton said.
"Teacher, those things from the wizard!" Abel said with some difficulty.
"Don't worry, you money maniac, I won't forget it." Wizard Morton flashed his body and took off the space bags from the two junior wizards. After throwing the bodies into the space bags, he returned to Abel's side.
"Where is this guy?" Abel knew how powerful this orc priest was, so how could he not have any good things in him.
"Abel, according to the rules of battle, that is your victory. You withstood the first attack and protected me. You used your injured body to drag down a mid-level priest. You interrupted the priest at the most important moment. Spell!" Wizard Morton looked at Abel seriously and said.
Abel asked strangely: "Teacher, isn't this what a disciple should do?"
"Why do you have such strange thoughts? A disciple is just a disciple, and there is no need to fight for the teacher." Although Wizard Moulton said this, his eyes were very happy and moved.
"Teacher, I will be safe only if you are safe. I am fighting for myself!" Abel said sincerely.
"Abel, not many people can do this! Clean up and take away the body of the sacrifice. Let's go back quickly to help you treat your wounds." Wizard Morton said looking at Abel's scarred face.
Abel searched the body of the orc sacrifice and found no space bag. He couldn't help but feel a little strange. When he was about to throw the body of the orc sacrifice into the space bag and search slowly after returning, he found that there was no way. income.
"Teacher, where is this guy's space bag?" Abel asked Wizard Morton.
"The space objects used by the orc priests are very weird. They don't trust anyone and are always used to integrating the best things into their bodies, so they replace a certain bone in the body with a space object." Wizard Moulton said.
Only then did Abel understand why the corpses of the orc sacrifices could not be stored in the space bag. With the space level of the space bag, other space items could not be stored. It seemed that the space items of the orc sacrifices had to be found first.
It seemed that he could only use mental power to check. Abel suddenly thought that when he attacked the most violently, a clay monster appeared in the fingers of the orc priest's right hand and turned into clay armor, thus making his attack ineffective.
Yes, the fingers of the right hand. Abel's mental power conducted the most rigorous inspection of the fingers of the right hand of the orc priest. After scanning back and forth, he finally discovered the difference in the jointed phalanx.
He took out an ice magic sword from the space bag. The sword flashed lightly, and he completely picked out a finger bone from the hand of the orc priest. The power of ice on the tip of the sword condensed the flesh and blood on the finger bone into frost, and then As the sword tip trembled, all the flesh and blood fell off.
Wizard Morton couldn't help but sigh when he saw Abel's swordsmanship: "If you don't become a wizard, then you will definitely become an extremely powerful knight. It's a pity that your knight talent is not there."
Of course, Abel would not tell the secret of golden fighting spirit. He just reached out and took the finger bones in his hand, and his spiritual power poured into it without any resistance. The wealth of the orc sacrifices was exposed in front of his eyes.
There was not much room for the phalanges, just a little more than a cube. There were some bottles and cans inside, as well as a pile of parchment rolls, two books, and a pile of magic stones. What caught his attention the most was that there was a stone on the side that was entirely made of metal. humanoid puppet.
"Teacher, what are the uses of these?" Abel handed the finger bone to Wizard Morton.
Wizard Morton smiled and did not refuse, taking the finger bone and examining it.
Abel put the corpse of the orc priest into a space bag, and saw the staff used by the orc priest falling on the ground not far away. This was the first staff he had seen in this world. He walked over and took it. Throw it directly into the space bag in your hand, and the attributes cannot be identified at this time.
"Abel, be careful with the crystal bottles inside. Don't open them at will. You can only touch them after you learn potion in the future. Priests are good at using poisons. In my estimation, most of them are poisons of various kinds. You'd better just look at the knowledge of the priests and don't study them randomly. Although their system comes from the same source as the human wizard's system, it has been modified beyond recognition after countless years." Wizard Morton said after checking the items. Abel reminded.
"Teacher, what is that metal puppet?" Abel was very curious about the puppet and asked Wizard Morton.
"If I guessed correctly, that metal puppet should be the steel stone demon of the high-level priest." Wizard Morton explained.
"Steel Stone Demon?" When Abel heard this name, he thought of the skeleton summoned by today's sacrifice. It seems that the profession of orc priest is basically similar to the wizard in the dark world.
"It is said that some high-level priests, in order to protect their descendants, forcibly stripped the high-level magic 'Steel Stone Demon' spell from their bodies before dying, so that the steel stone demon can still exist permanently after the death of the high-level priest." Although Wizard Moulton was right I don't have a good impression of sacrifices, but I still admire the behavior of sacrifices.
"So, wouldn't there be many such steel stone demons in the orc empire?" This is the summon of the high-level priest. According to the teacher, if every high-level priest will summon the 'steel stone demon' before his death, If the magic is stripped away, how many steel and stone demons will there be
"How is it possible!" Wizard Morton laughed and shook his head and said: "Let's not talk about how many people can bear the pain of the high-level priest's stripping spell. I only talk about the success rate of this spell stripping. It can be successful within a dozen times. Once is enough, so your biggest gain this time is this steel stone demon."
"Teacher, why didn't the priest use steel and stone demons?" Abel asked curiously.
"What else can be done? The spell on him should be an improved spell of the 'Clay Stone Demon' spell, specially used to save lives. Although I don't understand the principle used, the summoned Clay Stone Demon and Steel Stone Demon cannot be summoned at the same time. Appearing next to the summoner is determined by the power of rules."
After Wizard Moulton explained Abel's question, he waved his hand and said, "If you have any questions, ask them later. If your injury is not treated, you may be in trouble!"
As he spoke, Wizard Morton grabbed Abel's arm with his hand and used 'teleportation' to start continuous teleportation. This was the second time Abel enjoyed this kind of treatment. With experience, he wrapped the golden fighting spirit under his skin. Holding the head, the effect is very obvious, the dizziness disappears.
During the continuous transmission, Abel felt the power of the intermediate wizard. What kind of power was it? He could reach it instantly within a few hundred meters, and then another few hundred meters. There was a river in front of him, and the river was nearly two meters wide. One hundred meters, this is already a large river in normal times, but Wizard Morton took him and appeared on the left bank of the river, and then appeared on the right bank of the river, just like this, ignoring all obstacles and constantly moving in the space.
What's even more frightening is that Wizard Morton has just ended a fierce battle, and now he still has the energy to cast so many 'teleportation' spells, and the speed at which Wizard Morton casts the 'teleportation' spell is very fast. Fast, almost reaching the level of instantaneous shooting.