Chapter 363: Melee Shaman

Eighteenth-level shaman!
Rennes had seen many priests. This extraordinary class was the oldest spellcaster. There were priests among humans. However, after being cursed by the Lord of Darkness, human perception of natural elements dropped to a low level, and priests could no longer be born.
It was the first time he met a priest above the legend, and he was a high-ranking legend.
This old orc is very different from ordinary priests. The elements in the soul are very strange, and more than half of them are combat skills.
The most eye-catching is the power up to level nine!
There are also seven levels of tenacity and endurance, and as many as a dozen combat skills such as heavy blows, rage, cutting, blade flurry, elemental shock, etc., which are stronger than the legendary orc warriors, plus a series of natural elements The power of the spell has both the ability to approach and cast.
"Melee Shaman!"
Renn was amazed, but also a little bit jealous.
This is undoubtedly a very powerful orc shaman, who will never be unknown among orcs.
The wolf cavalry came fiercely, the mercenaries in the camp were like enemies, and the rose knights jumped on their horses one after another and put on a defensive position.
Some timid mercenaries thought there was going to be a fight, and fled into the swamp without looking back.
"Ryan?"
Emilys whispered, with a trace of worry on her face.
"Don't be nervous." Renn shook his head calmly, "These orcs won't really do anything." The Eye of Soul can see clearly that neither the wolf cavalry nor the shaman headed by them are hostile. The charge posture they put forward is actually just thinking. Give humanity a disarm.
This is the territory of the orcs, and it is impossible for humans to break in without expressing it.
Even if you really want to fight, there are others ahead.
Ren glanced at the group of rose knights, with a total of more than 30 horses, both in number and strength were far inferior to wolf cavalry. Their leader, Matthew Anselon, was in the swamp and took away the most elite silver-winged Pegasus knights under his team. Only low- and middle-rank knights remained in the camp.
The rumbling is getting closer.
The ground shook violently, and the mercenaries were all worried, but did not dare to act rashly.
The running wolves are already close at hand, the majestic wolf body gives people a great sense of oppression, their eyes are full of fierce light, their mouths show sharp wolf teeth, and they are about to rush to bite at any time.
The orc cavalry on the wolf's back was also brandishing weapons and roaring loudly.
"Woo..."
A horn issued a command, and the wolf cavalry rushed to the camp a hundred paces before turning in unison, ran from the side of the camp, rushed to the top of the where the Icethorn clan was located, and the wind rider in the sky also landed in.
Everyone was relieved.
The gate of the Icethorn clan’s wall has long been opened, and the wolf cavalry slowed in. The orcs cheered enthusiastically in the tribe. From time to time, the orcs shouted a name: "Priest Direkota."
"It turned out to be him!"
"It turns out that Direkota is here. No wonder they brought so many wolf cavalry, and the Warrior Guards followed."
The mercenaries in the camp whispered to each other, many of whom knew the identity of the old orc.
Rehn felt astonished after hearing this.
This Direkota's status among the orcs is extraordinary. He comes from the wolf clan. He is not only a respected high priest, but also a teacher of the tribal chief.
Orcs are one of the oldest races in the world of Ellenus. They have a powerful blood flowing in their bodies since ancient times, usually from some kind of monsters or monsters. Orcs worship the source of blood as a spiritual totem, such as wolf totem. , Bear totem, eagle totem, are all regarded as the incarnation of the orc god.
There are many branches in a blood totem, and these branches are clans.
The orc tribe is made up of thousands of different clans, each of which has a chief and a high priest. The chief is responsible for commanding the clan’s army and fighting foreign wars, while the high priest spreads the faith of the gods. Sometimes, two positions can be held by one orc.
The tribal chieftain was selected from among these thousand chieftains.
The current warchief Güell is from the war wolf clan.
As the high priest of the Wolf Clan, Direkota has a very close relationship with the warchief Gu'yle. He has a very high seniority. He once guided the young warchief to the way of the shaman and assisted the other side to board the warchief step by step. Throne, become the leader of the entire orc tribe.
To this day, Direkota is still the most trusted and respected spiritual teacher of the warchief, and he is one person in the tribe.
The Icethorn clan also belongs to the bloodline of the wolf totem, so it is natural to welcome the arrival of Direkota.
Rennes listened for a moment with the sound of everything.
Direkota talked to the chief of the Icethorn Clan and revealed the purpose of his trip. One is the instruction of the warchief to protect the Icethorn Clan from intrusion; the other is for the black dragon, if there is a chance, he must win it. The tribe is very interested in the treasure of tens of millions of golden shields.
Even if you can't get the treasure of the black dragon, you have to withdraw some of the benefits from the Knights of Rose. The territories of the orc tribe cannot tolerate the random entry and exit of humans.
Ren saw that the rose knight took out the voice meter and got into the tent to talk.
You don't need to listen to know that they are in contact with the group leader.
The two forces will inevitably clashed. Rehn didn't want to be caught between them, patted the Phantom Warhorse under him, and said, "Let's go."
The two dragons rode out of the camp and entered the swamp.
The area of ​​the deep mud swamp is very large, even if it is flying in the sky, it takes half a day to cross it. The entire swamp was shrouded in a faint mist, which looked very gloomy. The environment on the ground was complicated, and countless dangers lurked under the endless weeds.
Bang bang ......
The Phantom Warhorse has the ability to walk on the water, but it is not afraid of falling into a mud pit.
Ryan rode steadily on the horse, a burst of stench penetrated his nose, and his vision was obscured by the gloomy mist wherever he could. Even if he had the eyes of the soul, he could not see too far.
His Voice of All Things remains on, alertly listening to the surrounding movement
In addition to the weeds in the water pool, the deep mud swamp also grows a lot of trees. Although they are not as tall and dense as the primeval forest, the roots are connected together, and the strange shapes look like living creatures, which feels very depressing. The humid air makes the skin sticky, and the temperature is very low, it is very uncomfortable for the clothes to stick to the body.
The most annoying thing is the countless flying mosquitoes and venomous insects, which are always around and can't be driven away.
Snapped!
Galladeros slapped his neck with a few disgusting corpses glued to his palm. He quickly threw it off and complained: "This ghost place, that is, the dirty black dragon can stand it."
Sindara next to him nodded in agreement.
The Frost Sea Dragon loves to be clean, and even has a little bit of cleanliness. There is a layer of light blue light outside her body, and she does not hesitate to use mana to maintain the shield and isolate the poisonous insects.
Emilys also opened the flame shield, and the poisonous insect was burned to death as soon as it flew close.
This situation has been going on for five or six days.
Even though they are all in the realm of legend, they are a bit tired after maintaining the shield for such a long time, and their faces are no longer as relaxed as when they first entered the swamp.
"Let's bear it again."
Rennes comforted.
He has thick skin and nine-level toxin resistance. He is not afraid of poisonous insects at all. Only when there are too many mosquitoes and insects around him, he will stimulate the thorns electric armor to clean up, so it seems relatively easy.
As soon as the voice fell, the water on the side of the Phantom Warhorse made a splash, and a twisted black shadow jumped out.
This black shadow is covered with mud, like a ball of dead branches and mud, growing deformed hands and feet, two or three meters high, and a black moss on the head. There is a pair of crazy and hidden deep inside. The evil eyes brought a stinking gust of wind, and it rushed towards Renn on horseback.
Ren's expression remained unchanged, as if he had already noticed the attack.
He raised his hand, a burst of rays from his fingertips.
hiss!
The monster just stood up, and the thick, rainbow-like rays instantly penetrated its chest. The huge body was broken down into silt and rotten leaves, and it fell back into the water as if it had never appeared before.
Others took no surprises at this scene and drove the Phantom Warhorse to continue walking.
A soul flew out from the bottom of the water and was absorbed by Ren.
He nodded secretly, "High-level Swamp Crawler, yes, it can increase the progress bar of the power element by two to three more."
The deep mud swamp is full of dangers. In addition to the more common swamp giant crocodiles, fang spiders, hyacinths and countless flying insects and weeds, the most dangerous is this swamp crawler.
Creepers are weird. They can perfectly lurch underwater or in mud. When the prey passes by, they suddenly attack.
Most of the mercenaries and adventurers who died in the swamp were killed by creepers.
When they first entered the swamp, Renn and the others were also attacked several times by creepers. With experience and defense, Soul Eye discovered the existence of creepers in advance and harvested their souls.
These low-witted monsters, who are not believers of gods, can eat their souls without worry.
After searching for five or six days, the black dragon could not be found. Instead, his soul power increased a lot, all of which was invested in the nine-level strength elements, and he advanced.
Ren was happy to see it here, thinking this is a very safe upgrade method, and he can come often in the future.
The group of people moved forward for a while in the swamp.
"Emilys."
Ren stopped and yelled, and Emily took out the dragon's calling horn and stroked it with her hand.
This kind of attempt has been carried out hundreds of times. If the horn can be used, it means that there are good dragons of youth and older nearby. In the past few days, the Dragon's Summon has responded several times, but after searching nearby, it was found that Matthew Anselon and his silver dragon passed by.
Emily's face was startled, and she said, "I have a reaction!"
Ren and the two-headed dragons both cheered up~EbookFREE.me~ Then they were not sure, the red bronze dragon doubted: "Could it be the silver dragon knight again?"
"I'll go up and take a look."
Emilys immediately blessed Renn with flying skills, and he also inspired the invisibility ring, then soared into the air, and soon reached the mid-air several hundred meters high, free from the mist of the swamp.
The eyes of the soul opened to the limit, and searched around repeatedly.
According to past experience, Matthew Antheron and his silver dragon are used to flying very high. Even if the fog of the swamp is blocked, the eye of the soul can easily find the approximate direction of the silver dragon. They will not stay for a long time, and will exceed the sensing range of Dragon Summon at most for half an hour.
However, this time, Renn did not find the Silver Dragon after searching for a long time.
The call of the dragon always responds.
Emilys finally couldn't hold back the surprise, which meant that there was a good dragon nearby. As long as the horn was blown, the dragon must respond to the call.
Renn stopped her, shook his head and said, "Don't blow."