Chapter 8: Troll's blood magic

　　Four heads, neat and tidy, Lu Zhengkang twisted his neck, this time, he was satisfied with a click!
　　 Keep going.
　　 Passing through the tunnel is a vast hollow. The surrounding area is no longer an ice wall, but a rock. It seems to be a hollowed out mountain belly, with a breach in the top of the cave, allowing strong light.
　　 "Mr. Troll!" Jonas sneaked in, trying to hide whenever there was a bulge on the wall, shrinking his head like a little monkey.
Lu Zhengkang kicked the head of the troll under his feet like a ball. The boy looked at the evil skull rolling to his feet. The vertebrae were still connected. He looked like a fallen top. He looked down for a long time, and then also Start playing it as a ball.
　　 Lu Zhengkang smiled, and the kid was really brave.
　　 "You killed them all? You are so amazing!" Jonas watched the blood dripping from the silver hair of the troll man before him, and he couldn't help but exclaim as he was spotless in the end.
　　 Lu Zhengkang turned his head and looked around, this familiar environment.
　　 There are three cavities like this. The largest one lives in two trolls, and the other two live in one each.
　　 After so many years, there were originally ten trolls here, if the dream last night was not wrong.
　　 is not important.
　　Task: Explore the surroundings
　　 Mission completed: Explore the human activity point in the western mountain pass of the tundra.ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм
　　 Mission two is not completed: explore the ancient ruins in the southeast of the tundra.
　　Mission three is completed: explore the coastal troll cave.
　　 There are human and animal bones everywhere here, but they are all accumulated over the years.
　　 There is also a strange place. A headless male skeleton is inserted in the top of a bone pile, and a epee is placed not far from the ground. This is one of the game's colorful eggs, commemorating Star Wars.
　　 Lu Zhengkang also vaguely remembers that this strange skeleton has a certain symbolic meaning, but the memories of the past are hard to remember without going into depth.
　　 There was nothing interesting in the cave. The wind was blowing and it was terribly cold. The relics of the deceased were also damaged and weathered. After collecting for a long time, they only found a pile of currency and a giant axe.
　　 Lu Zhengkang raised the giant axe, waved it a few times, and was quite satisfied, threw the sword and shield to Jonas on the spot, and left the cave with the rusty broad axe.
　　 Alas, on a good day, Lu Zhengkang vaguely heard a troll roar, like sadness but joy.
　　 returned to the wolf pack resting place, and the unreliable pack of ice wolves followed the leader, living like a pack of dogs.
　　The winter days are short, and after the sun has slowly fallen to Chongshan in the west, Lu Zhengkang sighed and returned to the house with a pile of firewood.
　　 The food is still enough, I have counted it repeatedly.
　　 Next, Lu Zhengkang stopped for a while, except for going back and forth to the fishing pit every day, that is, practicing swords and meditation.
　　 Jonas, this kid is very serious in learning, but his character is too lively. Although Wudang Danjian is a pure Yang skill, it is calm and calm. His good moves are played like a monkey show. Lu Zhengkang shook his head.
No matter 　　, choose another sword technique.
　　 Jonas has a cruel and cunning temperament, agile and combative, this is indeed the case for a boy of this age. Learning a fast sword is the best.
　　Jieqing fast sword.
　　 The moves are concise, the pace is changeable and intricate, with fast and slow, specializing in weaknesses, it is a good martial arts that people familiar with can beat the strong with the weak.
　　 Jonas really likes the Jieqing Fast Sword, watching the troll's body resemble a ghost on the snow, and the sword resembling a ghost attacking his life, the momentum is really amazing. As he watched, he applauded.
　　 When he really started to learn, the Brighton kid immediately missed the Wudang Pill.
　　 He was too impatient during practice, and he walked too fast. He often tripped and was very embarrassed.
　　 Lu Zhengkang ridiculed.
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　　 The southern sky should slowly start to warm up, but the tundra is still dominated by the cold frost wind.
Lu Zhengkang is more and more comfortable with the absorption of mana, but the amazing thing is that the blood of the troll and the pure land in the palm are plundering his painstaking efforts faster and faster. Originally, the mana center can still store energy for a while, now it is simply It was completely empty. In this case, the mage was no longer blue, and it was a luxury to want to cast a spell.
　　If this situation continues, it can be imagined that in the future, Lu Zhengkang will directly shape the original mana to cast spells instead of using the energy in the mana hub.
　　 It is because of his strong mental power that he is able to do so, otherwise he would directly say goodbye to Faye in his life.
　　 The task of exploring magic has not progressed for a long time, because Lu Zhengkang has not really come into contact with magic until now, so there is no way to go. Fortunately, he devotes himself to magic every day in his concentration, and he has gained a lot from his hard work this week.
　　 Obviously, magical energy needs to be given attributes to show magical effects, and the process of assigning attributes is a kind of resonance.
　　Magic is like music, and the will is the hand that plucks the strings.
　　 Resonance needs a medium, perhaps runes, or spells, gestures, objects... In short, Lu Zhengkang needs a medium.
　　 A problem is often not solved, and what follows is a cliff-like failure.
Lu Zhengkang is not in a hurry. He has a backup plan for a few years to send the boy Jonas to the Winterhold Mage Academy to learn spells, and then come back to teach himself. Simply, even if the boy betrayed, he will spend a few years, humans. You can learn it when you grow up.
　　 In this way, he immediately relaxed, walking wolves every day, practicing swordsmanship, and laughing at the clumsy Brighton people. The days were relaxed and laid back.
　　 But sometimes, things like opportunities, if you don’t look for them, they will come across.
As time passed, Lu Zhengkang felt that his troll's blood continued to grow, like hot tree roots, spreading in the spinal cord, bringing pleasant pain, and gradually the body and skin burned, and he imagined that he was a pyre. , Blazing, is the fire in the snow, is the fire in the gold.
　　 This uncomfortable state lasted for three days.
　　 At midnight on the 23rd of the sun, the moon, and the light of Mather and Saikunda pour into the stone window, shining on the body of the troll.
　　 The boy was surprised to watch the golden flame of the troll's head ignite like a mist of gold, and little by little, his entire behemoth body was dyed with brilliant colors. And its three eyes are closed tightly, and it looks like pain~EbookFREE.me~ like peace.
　　 "Mr. Troll! Mr. Troll! You are on fire!"
　　Lu Zhengkang suddenly opened his eyes, and three silver lightning flashed from his originally black eyes, and his eyes turned into silver-plated gray, like pearls.
　　 resonance is coming!
　　 Lu Zhengkang looked around, but his vision had already surpassed here. New 81 Chinese network update the fastest computer terminal: https://
Above the sky, stars are gleaming, and beyond the planet, there are double moons and eight stars hovering in the deep space like whales. Where the figure passes by, the magical energy from the light world aetherius ripples like floating waves. , Is the syllable of the world.
　　Resonate with a certain tune!
　　 Bloodline magic high-speed regeneration!
Lu Zhengkang took a deep breath. Everything in front of his eyes seemed to be simple colors on a dark canvas, dots and dots, and the light turned into gold in resonance. For a time, the meteor fell from the dome above the brain like an endless stream. The heavy rain magic has always been there, just the eyes of discovery. The troll is bathed in light, enjoying the warmth, feeling the vigorous vitality, and in an instant, surpassing heaven.
　　 A golden troll stood proudly, his eyes dim, staring into the out-of-focus void.
　　 The boy is afraid of it, it is high above it, it controls the wild and divine nature, but it has no humanity.
　　 When the light mist gathered up a little bit, the golden hair faded, and there was only a pinch of spiritual silk on the top of the head. In the troll's eyes, emotions flowed back. It blinked and smiled slightly at Jonas.
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