Vol 3 Chapter 47: Casters of the Forsaken Land

There is no cost after the shallow meditation is separated, but the deep meditation will have a short period of discomfort after being interrupted because the magic and spiritual power are constantly operating in the body of the magician.
Horne was in this state now, but it was a normal phenomenon, and it had no effect like the haze when he got up.
After all, the magic and mental power in the body are Horn's own power, and he will not be backed by his own things.
However, in the future, the magic and mental power will become larger and the body will be as fragile as it is now. Maybe there will be a serious backlash at that time.
After shaking his head slightly awake, Horne walked out of the tent, a messenger was talking loudly.
Horn listened to it for a while before it became clear that His Highness Roland was about to come over to make them ready.
Now all the squads with casters living here have come out, and it has given Horn a lot of knowledge.
Others in their team also said that they are all human warriors, regardless of their heights and shorts, strange weapons, and crooked looks, they are at least human.
The casters are different. There are dark elves with a hot body and handsome appearance but charcoal-like rituals. There are orc shamans who walk upright and speak human words, and are more half-human and half-beasts. Blood warlock.
In fact, the most numerous spellcasting in the Abandoned Land is not the orc shaman, but the blood warlock.
Because there will only be one shaman in a tribe, and bloodline warlocks may have the talent to cast spells as long as they have bloodlines.
They are humans or orcs with the blood of monsters flowing in their bodies. Those who cannot adapt to the blood of domineering monsters have already died, and those who remain generally have some characteristics of monsters.
If it were not for human wisdom and language, they might even be regarded as monsters, and they were indeed regarded as monsters in the outside world.
It is also half-human and half-beast, orc is a stable race, and blood warlock is more like a blunt combination of warcraft and humanoid race.
Among the bloodline warlocks, the relatively powerful dragon blood warlocks occupy the majority. A few high-level dragons can be transformed into human forms, so more dragons and human descendants are handed down.
As for the birth of warlocks of other bloodlines, something unsuitable for children has happened.
It is worth mentioning that the shamans of the orcs and the warlocks with the blood of beasts have different treatment in the outside of the Abandoned Land.
In addition to communicating with ancestor spirits, shamans can communicate with orc gods in outside orc tribes, but bloodline warlocks who cannot communicate with gods are highly recognizable in appearance, and they are also an existence that everyone shouts and beats in the outside world.
It is not that the gods reject warlocks, but that warlocks are regarded as hybrids by humans, which is a shame to humans.
In fact, it is not unreasonable to say that. Warlocks who possess both the characteristics of humans and the characteristics of monsters will not appear that kind of cute cat mothers with beautiful girls with cat tails and cat women, and that kind of things are cat people.
The combination of the warlock's body is much weird. It may have the stout body of a lizard, but the head of a normal human, but the overall body structure is no different from that of a human.
There may also be pig ears and elephant trunks. In short, there are very few beautiful warlocks...
And some of the shamans, such as the shamans of cats and foxes, are at least eye-catching.
There may even be an amazing appearance!
It is worth noting that the dragon blood on a very small part of the blood warlocks did not have a great impact on their appearance, and the power is far better than the existence of those dragon warlocks with dragon characteristics.
These humans are recognized by the dragon clan and are called dragon descendants!
According to legend, all the royal families of the empire that ruled the earth before the arrival of the ancient gods were all dragon descendants, and most of the dragon descendants remaining in the world today have the blood of ancient royal families.
In short, several of the blood warlocks present now have spicy eyes...
All the casters were looking at each other, and the most striking of them was Horn who seemed the most normal.
When all the members are very strange, Horn and the others, a team composed purely of humans, are particularly eye-catching.
And there are obviously two little girls in the team who have not grown up, so they all doubt the strength of the few of them.
But everyone is extraordinary, and they are all people with identities and cards where they live, and they won't come to find fault just because they are simply uncomfortable.
The guy who would develop that habit has long since disappeared in this cruel world.
After a while, there was a neat pace, and a team of guards stopped at the door.
The blond young man in gold and blue armor walked to the main position step by step with a strong aura and sat down.
Behind him was a skinny old man whose expressionless face seemed as if everyone in the house owed him money.
The old man seemed to have no power~EbookFREE.me~ but the occasional breath he exuded made Horn seem to be suffocating.
But it was not the old man that attracted Horn the most, but the young man.
Obviously he was a person of his age, but the pressure Horn felt on him was greater than when he faced serious Ilya.
It's normal for the Acuin family to have this kind of old super master, but a young man has a power that Horn can't match, which makes him feel a little incredible.
What makes Horn even more unacceptable is that this young man's sword puts Horn on more pressure than he himself...
So he cast a questioning look at Ilya, only to find that Ilya was also a solemn look, but when he saw Horn looking at him, he whispered to him:
"That kid is very strong, but don't look at me with such suspicion. If I really use my full strength, I may not be able to beat this kid."
Stains,
The expression on Horn's face was full of distrust, and the evaluation of the young man in his heart was even higher. Although I didn't know what strength Ilya was, Horn knew he was definitely not just a sixth-level fighter!
After the two came in, the original messy sound in the venue instantly quieted down.
Roland was sitting on a gorgeous seat that had just been moved over, without any bias, and his straight sitting posture showed that he was a serious person.
"My name is Roland, Roland Acuin.
We will set off after noon today. At that time, I hope everyone will help us earnestly. I will be thankful for those who work hard, and I will not be punished for those who don’t work, but..."
Roland paused and continued:
"If someone dares to do something I don't want to see, then I'm sorry he will never get out of this canyon."