Magic Eye Warlock

This monster was blue-gray all over, about three meters tall, with thick muscles and distinct lines. It was bigger than the bodybuilders on Earth. Its face was fierce and twisted, which made Yan Chong think of orcs.

However, the orc's face is much more pleasing to the eye than it is.

"Is this the devil?" Yan Chong thought to himself, and started reading.

Name: No. 3

Quality: Excellent +3

Combat Strength: C-

Strength: 5.5 Agility: 3.5 Intelligence: 5.7

Constitution: 5.2 Spirit: 4.6 Charisma: 0.2

Bloodline: Demon D (Requires XP: 3)

Skills: Foul Language C- (requires XP: 23), Dark Gaze C- (requires XP: 14), Fear D+ (requires XP: 8), Basic Fighting D (requires XP: 5)

"Looking at such an attribute panel, it should be the product of alchemy, and it has the characteristics of life." Yan Chong, who had mastered the legendary alchemy, suddenly recalled that in the legendary alchemy, some of them involved the refining of life. In the realm, some peculiar life can be created through some precious materials.

Including his own bloodline of magic eye warlock, also belongs to this category.

However, ordinary legendary alchemists cannot create a species of life that can reproduce stably and have a long lifespan.

Presumably the same is true of the No. 3 demon in front of him, and it may be destroyed after the game is over.

After No. 3 was formed, his eyes suddenly moved, staring at Yan Chong in front of him, an undisguised malice radiated out, accompanied by hidden mental fluctuations.

【Fear Technique】!

A chill quietly rose from the back of his neck, and some horror stories deep in his memory became clearer, making Yan Chong feel like his mind was frozen, and his limbs seemed to be out of touch with the command of his brain.

"This skill is good, it should be a pure spiritual skill." Instantly running the spiritual power calmed the fear in the heart, and the body also recovered.

Yan Chong copied the [Dirty Words C-] [Dark Stare C-] [Fear D+], and then activated [Negative Emotions], wanting to see how the other party would react.

"Roar!"

Like a powder keg being lit, No. 3's face was even more distorted, it roared angrily, and charged towards Yan Chong.

This strange roar made Yan Chong's mind feel like a needle pierced, and the pain was endless, and the surrounding scene was distorted, like a mottled picture seen through a kaleidoscope.

Yan Chong's heart froze, and he forcibly endured the pain and rushed to the side.

"boom!"

No. 3's huge body appeared in the position before Yan Chong, and hit the ground with a punch, causing a small pothole to appear on the ground.

The rubble flew around and collapsed on Yan Chong, but was blocked by the body protection qi, and did not cause any injuries.

"Is this the power of 'filthy words', I feel like I'm about to twist into a monster." Yan Chong rubbed his head, surprised.

He deliberately endured the opponent's skills just now, hoping to learn more about the devil's skills.

Afterwards, he opened his mouth and tried to utter [filthy words] as well.

However, unlike No. 3, Yan Chong did not make a sound. He simply used his mental power to vibrate. It seemed that the human throat could not produce that strange syllable.

However, No. 3 had no abnormal reaction and was completely immune to foul language.

But it became more and more angry, his eyes suddenly turned into two dark black holes, a large number of black unknown elements were absorbed, and then two black beams of light were formed, shooting out from the eyes.

This time, Yan Chong didn't dare to fight hard, and hurriedly avoided when the elements gathered to the peak, only to see the black beam of light brushing his arm and shining on the ground, but it did not cause any damage.

"Dark gaze should have the effect of causing pollution and assimilation, and it should be highly corrosive to the body protection qi." Yan Chong felt the reduction of the body protection qi and summed up the characteristics of this skill.

He didn't dare to release it himself like filthy words, so that it would be seen by the audience, and it would be difficult to explain at that time.

Afterwards, he moved quickly, dodging the opponent's attack, while chanting a spell, he released a fireball that hit No. 3's chest.

The fist-sized fireball instantly sank into No. 3's chest, and then exploded, blasting the opponent into several corpses.

A ray of light floated in the sky between the corpses, and inside was a dried moonlight grass, a tricolor grass, and the bark of a few spirit maples.

After collecting some other materials, about ten excellent whiteboard cards can be made and enough ink can be prepared.

Reaching out and putting away these materials, Yan Chong observed the surrounding environment and continued to look for shelter.

The shelter can block the attack of monsters, and you can not be disturbed when drawing cards, and you may encounter other students, just in time to harvest people's heads.

...

In the northeast corner of the Western Continent, the Orc Alliance.

The Orc Alliance is made up of thousands of Orc tribes, among which the top five tribes have their own representatives to form the Alliance Council, which together lead the entire alliance.

In the center of the Red Dragon Tribe in the heart of the alliance, there is a magnificent building, whose style is completely different from the primitive houses that Yan Chong used to see before using the dreaming technique. breath.

The whole building is made of pure white patterned stone, with exquisite frescoes carved on it. Behind a door that is five meters high and four meters wide, there is an empty hall. In the hall, there is a ferocious red dragon statue. Individuals stand under the statue.

One of them is a middle-aged orc with a tough face. He is three meters tall and has a strong body. However, unlike ordinary orcs, his appearance is closer to that of humans, and he is not as hideous and terrifying as ordinary orcs.

And beside him, stood a young handsome blond man.

He was short, less than two meters tall, in stark contrast to the middle-aged orcs, he was a human being.

"George, how have you been in our tribe these days? It's not worse than your imperial city." The handsome middle-aged orc turned his head and said to the young human with a smile.

"Thanks to the care of the chief, I have had a good time." The young man George greeted the chief with a smile, holding a wine glass filled with bright red liquid.

"My lord responded to me and said that he was very satisfied with the previous sacrifice, George, you can make your request." The middle-aged orc first pressed his right hand to his heart and whispered reverently, and then turned to George. said.

"I hope to get a drop of red dragon true blood." George said calmly.

The eyes of the middle-aged orc suddenly sharpened, and an invisible pressure enveloped the entire hall, causing the air to stagnate.

But George looked at him calmly, as if he was not affected by the other side.

"Very good, you have this qualification to obtain the true blood of the red dragon." After more than ten seconds, the middle-aged orc dissipated the pressure and smiled again.

Magic Eye Warlock

Magic Eye Warlock