Chapter 315: Powder magic potion

It's not because the fox woman standing in front of Cook. Why do you say that, because this woman has a big red tail behind her, but she wore a cloak on her head and couldn't tell her age. Cook was surprised by the few orcs behind this woman.
Two of the bears wear thick leather armor. They are three-layered leather armor with iron armor pieces inlaid on them. They use a huge wooden stick covered with black spikes. Caused by blood stains.
A tauren with a height of four meters. On a cold day, this guy’s bare muscles are still exuding heat, and the third one looks weird, a bit like the little one on his face as netizens said, but Cook I didn’t dare to laugh at all. This is the elephant man who has the best combat power among the orcs, and the combat power is stronger than the three royal families of the orcs. As for the body, the height of five meters and the waist circumference are also five meters. 》, a thick wooden stick is used, but some strange patterns are engraved on the stick.
Finally, there are two cat people. In the orc empire, cat people are born assassins and thieves. Their sensitive ears, quiet footsteps, and fast speed, night vision capabilities all make them a natural assassin. And the thieves, the two cats are extremely well equipped, with seven or eight blue barking flying knives stuck in their waists, and a slender stinging sword. The whole body is made of some kind of scaly beast skin. Clothes, pants, and boots.
The equipment of this group of people can be said to be the most sophisticated equipment Cook has seen in the past few days, so Cook was taken aback.
"Boy, the High Priest Wumei is asking you something!" The tauren looked at Cook and couldn't speak, his eyes were turning around the preparations of his own people, and he shouted loudly.
"Sell! Sell! Sell!" Cook quickly replied, high priest, this is the name of a person inside a temple, and the general high priest is the highest decision maker of a temple.
"Haha!" After the deal was concluded, the high priest Umei walked towards the temple slowly. Naturally, someone took Cook's herb and paid.
Cook looked at the copper coins full of green rust, almost speechless. His own herbs were worth at least 20 silver coins in the human empire. If they were made into medicine, a dozen gold coins would be the lowest. Cook was very depressed.
"Man, got rich!" The middle-aged bunny man beside Cook's booth patted Cook on the shoulder with excitement.
"Yeah. Yeah!" Cook pretended to be very excited. In fact, this stuff was excited about wool. Cook looked at the door of the temple, then looked at the copper coin in his hand, and an idea came out.
But Cook patted the middle-aged bunny man on the shoulder and said, "Thank you, uncle, for your guidance these days. Let me ask you to eat bread!"
Bread is a luxury in the Orc Empire, because there are not many people who can make it, and the wheat used is shipped from other provinces, so the price is very high. The middle-aged bunny man laughed when he heard Cook say this. Both of them couldn't close together, and two big teeth were exposed.
The consumption of twenty copper coins here is staggering. Cook not only bought bread, but also ale. Ale is a high-end alcoholic beverage. The cheap ones here are still meat, so Cook and the middle-aged rabbit There are still a few copper coins left after a meal.
In fact, this middle-aged bunny man eats a lot, Cook eats less. Think about rough and sand-like bread, a peculiar smell of ale, as for meat, it is basically five mature, and the condiment on it is only salt. That's it.
"Tsk tsk, the temple is so majestic, but I don't know if this temple is afraid of fire?" Cook looked up at the temple, and sighed. Cook can't use many words, otherwise he will be out of touch with the identity of a bunny man. , So Cook used the word prestige.
"That's majestic, not majestic, man, this temple was blessed by priests, let alone fire, even intermediate magic is invalid." The middle-aged bunny man replied drunkly.
"Intermediate magic is ineffective?" Cook was also taken aback, knowing that the meaning of intermediate magic is completely lost. From level 4 to level 6 are intermediate magic. Cook never believes this is true. In the orc empire, there is nothing at night. When it was active, the whole city was in darkness, except for the two huge torches at the gate of the temple.
Cook quietly came to the temple and looked at it carefully. He didn't find any traces of energy movement such as magic circle, Cook shook his head. Then he dropped a thorn seed: "Thorn Technique!" A green vine was very conspicuous in the snow in winter.
"Pumping!" Cook's mental energy moved, and he slapped the log wall of the temple with thorns.
"Oh!" The next moment Cook opened his mouth wide, and then ran away without looking back, because after Cook commanded the whip of the thorns just now, the whole temple was like a big shiny light bulb. The child lit up, and then a halo suddenly spread out, and the thorns that Cook released was crushed by the halo for the first time.
Cook's current situation is like seeing a luxury car, the kind that is not easy to see, and can't help but want to touch it, but as soon as his hand reached the body, the car immediately alarmed.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" A dull drum sound rang in the middle of the night.
"My dear!" Cook ran a long distance before looking back, and found that the entire temple was shrouded in layers of halo, exuding colorful light, and the whole building was like a big colored lantern. The wolf city is shining brightly.
"Uh! These human beings must be them again." The middle-aged man who was drinking with Cook was also awakened, and seeing the halo emanating from the temple, he was not surprised at all, cursing dissatisfied.
"Uncle, is this?" Cook pointed to the temple incredulously.
"Haha! This is the power of the priest, this is the halo, see it, this is a permanent blessing by the priest of the scepter, there are power halo, speed halo, and forbidden friction halo, etc., and these things do not need to be commanded , As long as you meet the arousal requirements, you will be aroused. You are here too late. If you arrive three months early, the human thieves will activate the temple’s aura every three to five times..." The middle-aged bunny man may not have the wine yet. Wake up, perhaps to show off in front of Cook, a hillbilly, chattering out a lot of intelligence, of course Cook thinks he is intelligence.
"Damn, isn't there no way to get in?" Cook said depressed, wondering if it would be faster to arrest people directly.
"Why not, we ordinary people still go in, but we enter the temple for prayers and sacrifices, so we have to take things." The middle-aged said angrily.
When the middle-aged man said this, Cook patted his head. All the Holy See had to absorb believers, so he had to communicate with others. Cook kept looking in the wrong direction. A rabbit man went to the temple to pray and sacrifice. It couldn't be normal anymore, because every Bunnyman had the dream of a Beast Soul Warrior.
The next day Cook brought a pile of sacrifices, a three-meter-long frozen snake, and some herbs. Although it was already covered with snow and the herbs were withered, Cook still recognized it. Come out, there is also a litter of fat bamboo rats. Bamboo rats are the most common in the wasteland. They live in the soil at the bottom of bushes, or under the roots of tall grass that is more than one person. These bamboo rats will eat underground throughout the winter. The rhizome of the plant is so fat and abnormal, as for a few snow rabbits, it is incidental.
In this way, the middle-aged bunny man complained: "There are too many things to bring. This bamboo rat is the favorite of the rich in the city, and can get a lot of good things."
"Haha!" Cook just laughed.
The middle-aged uncle saw Cook's appearance and sighed and said, "Forget it, let's go, my first sacrifice took half of our family's food."
Cook followed the middle-aged uncle. The two of them entered directly from the side door next to the gate and entered the temple. Only after Cook discovered that the furnishings inside were quite primitive, but they looked luxurious. The floor was covered with thick wood. Floors, wooden walls, wooden tables, wooden chairs, etc. are all wood.
"Okay, here is where we pray and sacrifice. Priest Sang, hello!" The middle-aged bunny directly led Cook to a werewolf wearing a priest's robe and respectfully greeted him.
"It's you, go in! God of War will bless you." Priest Nasang said flatly, and then pointed to the side door.
"Uncle, is this the priest?" Cook asked in a low voice.
"They are priests, but they are priests apprentices. They have to stay here until they are eighteen years old. When they are eighteen years old, they have not been able to channelize and comprehend their own war songs. Then they will be driven out. This Nasang belongs to the city lord of the angry wolf. Nephew, I'll be eighteen in two months, so I feel a little bad..." the uncle whispered.
Cook did not pay attention to the process of prayer, because it was nothing more than hypnosis and brainwashing, just like MLM. Long-term indoctrination made you think that this is a profitable business. Even you believe it, and of course you will actively participate. It’s normal to be deceived.
"Uncle, don't let us go, do you want to invite us to dinner?" Cook noticed that the orcs had not left after praying, so he asked in a low voice.
"No, it's the medicine given by the temple to detoxify and heal wounds. It seems that we have come to the right today. There are not many such good things to know!" As soon as the middle-aged uncle finished speaking, a priest came to these In front of people.
Said loudly: "May the God of War bless you!" Then began to distribute the potion~EbookFREE.me~ Everyone who received the potion would put their heads together, bend over and pat on the chest lightly and say, "God of War!"
When he arrived at Cook's place, Cook was no exception, but when Cook saw the so-called potion, he was shocked, because it was a kind of magic potion, although it was a little yellow powder, but the yingying emitted from it The magic light surprised Cook.
You know, in the human world, magic potions are still at the level of water potions. The real magic potions are never solid, because the reaction between the various magic herbs in it is too difficult to grasp. Humans have spent countless energy. , In the end, only the water can be taken by humans, but in the human problem, in the remote Wrath Wolf City of the orc empire, there is a powder of magic potion.
Everyone knows that, especially in adventures and battles, the convenience of powders and liquids is not the same level. The liquid should be careful, otherwise the crystal bottle will be broken, and the crystal bottle is very valuable, Cook With burning eyes, he asked, "This...this is the gift of the priest!" Cook wanted to ask who made the refining, but suddenly remembering his current identity, he immediately asked with a very respectful look. Tao.