83. The Heart of the Kill

Kiger sat beside me, playing with my silver-plated shotgun with both hands and making occasional sounds of admiration.

She held the shotgun steady and poured her magical power into it carefully, but did not activate its magical array and held it up for half a day without firing a single brass pea. Wrinkling her nose slightly, she looked at me and asked, "How do you use this gun? I see it's quite easy for you to use, how come it doesn't work even after I've imbued it with magical power?"

I sat down and let Kiger try again, and felt a clear surge of magical power from her body into the shotgun and then stopped controlling it, allowing it to dissipate on its own in the shotgun. Then he said, "Your magic power should be directed to activate the magic array in the excitation device, otherwise it won't work."

Knowing what the problem was, it was naturally a very good solution. She tried again as I said and it worked, and in a flash of interest, she shot out a dozen copper peas one after another, and then said to me very openly, "Hey, Jia, this gun comes with the attribute of hit plus eight, so this won't shoot empty even if you shoot blindly with your eyes closed! I see how you just killed only one ... wolf in that fight?"

She deliberately dragged out the last word, making fun of my marksmanship on the sidelines.

I was speechless at this, and could only blame my bad luck for not holding the shotgun steady on the second shot, allowing the powerful recoil of the shotgun to jar my shoulder which is still sore, directly affecting my later play. It was a strong excuse, albeit a somewhat far-fetched one, but an excuse nonetheless. Kiger continued with a grin, "But that's a great idea! A wizard who likes to use shotguns, it sounds funny."

"Now it seems like a gun would suit mine, and with effects you'd never expect."

I smiled a little smugly talking about the silver-plated shotgun.

"The effects? It's not just the searing effect of a fire tongue weapon, you've told me all about that! But you didn't seem to use it just now, did you forget when you were already in a critical situation and got nervous?" Kiger said that the reason I wanted to buy a crossbow was because I wanted to make the best use of the fire-tongued weapon's damage gain.

When I learned this magic, the first thing I thought was: if I put the magic effect of the 'Fire Tongue Weapon' on a sword, who could I beat with a sword in close combat? Even if I were to fight a wolf with my short arms, I wouldn't stand a chance without using my wolf's dagger. So I thought I might as well use a long-range weapon!

I shook my head and said, "If that's the case I'll leave it at that. There is another unexpected effect, that is, when my magic power is poured into the magic pattern spell of the excitation device, when the spell generates a powerful impulse, a trace of my residual magic power will attach to the top of the brass pea and forcefully send my magic perception out, which is equivalent to my magic perception extending outward for more than a hundred meters, when a wolf I killed just now, there is a wonderful feeling that I can clearly felt the bullet going into that wolf's skull, it wasn't a great range, but the feeling was amazing, like having a third eye turned on, isn't that amazing when I put it like that?"

I said this to Kig because I thought she might know what it was like, she was now at least a third year student at the junior magic academy and although she was only a seventh level apprentice wizard who could only release one magic skill, her theoretical knowledge should be solid, academy school!

After listening to my description, Kiger covered her mouth and looked at me like a monster, asking me stupidly, "You can feel the magic power cast out from a hundred metres away?"

"What's wrong? What's wrong with it?" I asked back, somewhat sheepishly.

"It's more than wrong! Jia, do you know that even for a water-based magician like Gogo, the magical power would not be perceived from a hundred meters away. Only the orc shamans called 'soul walkers' who practice soul-based magic and the holy priests who practice spiritual power pay more attention to the cultivation of spiritual power. I reckon your magical perception is beyond imagination and has a lot to do with your spiritual power, which must also be very strong, but unfortunately I don't have a spiritual power testing crystal here, so I don't know It is a pity that I don't have a spiritual power testing crystal here, so I don't know how powerful your spiritual power really is. But I'm sure if those monks in the temple knew that you had such strong spiritual power, they would have to drag you hard to become a priest!" I heard that there was a kind of powerful ascetic in the temple who liked to kneel in front of the idol and recite the Bible while whipping themselves with a poisonous thorn. The reverie of those goddesses in the temple.

"I don't want to be a priest, let's talk about something else!" I said, so it was because I had a strong sense of perception that caused such strong feelings. But the thought that if anyone knew I had strong mental powers at such a young age, I could be absorbed into the temple as a priest sent a chill down my spine, and the subject made me feel uncomfortable even to think about it.

On one side, Katrina looked like a child who had made a mistake, cowering herself in a corner, looking pitifully as if she had been wronged. I think the encounter with the wolves probably frightened her, and I think it's rare for a girl under twenty to go into the wilderness alone, to sleep and sleep with us, and to take care of us as best she can. to face the impending danger with a straight face. But not Katrina, whose sensual beauty could not help her in the wilderness, perhaps because she was not used to it.

I patted her hand reassuringly, but Katarina looked like a frightened bunny, startled by my gesture. I said to her with a straight face, "Katrina, don't be afraid, I will protect you. This is the land of the orcs, this is not some Sloot City or the Royal Grimm Magic Academy, there are no so-called nobles here, there are only hunters and prey here, only wasteland and gobi, so you don't have to worry about those guys at all."

"Just leave those guys to us to deal with!" I said to Katrina with conviction.

Katrina's red eyes were two blood-curdling gems in the darkness, and she inclined her mouth aggressively as if she had something to say, but in the end she couldn't say it, just shook her head sadly, her eyes full of sadness. I was afraid that if she was always like this, it would leave a knot in her heart, so I said with deliberate surprise, "Hey, did I say something wrong? No way! In that case, you're in cahoots with those wolves? Are you grieving for them?"

Perhaps Katrina was a bit confused by my joke, or perhaps it was too cold, and she looked at me in astonishment. For a moment, she didn't know what to say.

Kiggy at my side hammered my shoulder and laughed at me, "You're the one who's with the grey wolf, you're such a small child, and you know how to spend your heart. I don't see how you look like a seven-year-old child!"

I couldn't help but smile bitterly and say, "How could a young child like me, who was making a living in a caravan, cross the 4,000 to 5,000 miles of the New Siacis Mountains if I hadn't learned my lesson earlier? Perhaps it was the hard living conditions in the orc tribes that made those orc children understand things earlier, and why should I not?"

Kiger was a little baffled by my explanation, and for a moment was not sure if she should say something to comfort me.

I had tried to ease Katrina's nervous jokes, but Katrina couldn't understand them, and Kiger thought I was trying to pick up girls, so there was no way to justify it. But I was actually trying to understand what Katarina was afraid of, and why she was afraid. Everyone is afraid of beasts, but this is the first time I've seen one so scared that she's afraid to fight back, and Kiger asks, smiling, "Are you curious what Katrina is so timid about?"

I nodded, but on second thought it wasn't a good idea to make it clear that I would be burdening Katrina's mind, so I simply shook my head again to show that I didn't care. Kig sat down next to Katrina, put her arm around her shoulders and said to me, "Actually, I wanted to tell you that the reason why Kig was so timid in the face of battle was because her killing heart was sealed away. On this trip to the wasteland, I also brought her out because I wanted her to have guts and courage again, not to become such a coward just because her natural bloodline 'Killing Heart' was sealed away."

Kiger unbuttoned Katrina's upper leather armour, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin in the night, a blue magical glow flowing between her fingers, brushing across her snow-white forehead, an ancient eight-gate golden lock formation style magical spell formation was revealed to me, this exquisite magical spell formation even every line was beautifully outlined with magical ink, in the very centre of the entire formation palm-sized In the palm-sized circle at the centre of the array, an ancient orcish word for "seal", painted in orcish blood, glowed dimly, and I could feel the powerful magic in it. It seemed I had seen such an advanced magical formation in one of the old Kuru's magic books, but I had only come to admire it as an eye-opener, but I had never expected to see a real advanced seal inscription on Katarina so soon.

"The Heart of Killing?" I didn't understand what a killing heart was, and repeated. I thought to myself how I had never noticed such a magic spell on Katrina's chest when I usually saw her in a little halter top and shorts, what kind of means did Kiger use to reveal this spell?

Kurtz, who was sitting on the neck of the beast, also heard our conversation and his eyes became very bright and he looked deeply at Katrina's attractive figure with envy in his eyes. Seeing that I couldn't understand Kiger's words, he explained for me, "In our orc race, there are several very powerful bloodline talents in the true warrior bloodline heritage, and orc children who carry these talents are given special training from a young age, as they are the ones most likely to be strong enough to become a second transmigrator. Among these talents, 'Bloodlust' ranks first, along with 'Life Blood', 'Killing Heart', 'Survival Instinct ' 'Wild Growth' are known as the five legendary talents of the Beast Clan, and those who possess this talent spend their lives defending the honour of the Beast Clan. So these bloodline gifts are fundamental to the life of the Orcs. The owners of these five powerful bloodlines can only belong to the Orcs themselves, and the divination priests of the tribe will hold divination ceremonies every year to detect if there is a new bloodline successor. priests to go all over the world to find him, either to bring him back to the orc tribe to be trained as a powerful orc warrior, or to seal this bloodline talent so that he becomes an ordinary human."

I asked with some surprise, "The killing heart is a very strong bloodline talent?"

Kurtz said with certainty, "Very strong! If an orc warrior with 'Killing Heart' can successfully break through the level 20 bottleneck, he will become a 'Battle Berserker', or what you call an orc berserker, after he succeeds in his second transformation, at which time the bloodline talent of Killing Heart will become extraordinarily strong, not only does his body's tolerance and resistance become extremely strong It is also immune to some negative magical states and is no longer affected by such low-level negative magic as fear, aging, slowing, and unconsciousness. The berserker is so powerful that it is not allowed to be passed on to the orc tribes. I think Katrina's bloodline talent was sealed by the priests. "

"Did this sealing also seal courage and boldness along with it?" I inquired of Kurtz.

Kurtz couldn't be sure, "Maybe it's because rabbit orcs are timid and cowardly by nature that they are like that!"

"Each of us Orcs is no less thirsty for such five powerful bloodlines than a wizard is for those magical gifts he was born with. But the Beastmen do not bloodline plunder, and such powerful bloodline talents can only be passed down by bloodline. A half-orc like Katrina, who has the 'Killing Heart' bloodline heritage in her body's blood, would be extremely popular in any orc tribe." At this point, he stopped speaking with a slightly unnatural look on his face.

Kiger said with a look of hatred in his eyes, "Cut! Bloodline heritage?"

I had never seen such a deep resentment in Kig's eyes before, she was usually beautiful and cold, or quiet and calm, but now her big talking eyes were full of anger and she turned to Kurtz and said, "Some of the strongest of your orc tribes have been plundering in order to give their offspring a chance to have a powerful bloodline, the difference is that those who are self-serving and magical are the ones who plunder. The difference is that the bloodline plundering rituals performed by the self-serving wizards will completely deprive the owner of life, while you orcs will completely reduce these Orcs with the powerful bloodline talent of the orcs to a tool for reproduction, what is the difference between that and death?"

Kurtz was speechless at Kiger's remark.

"But then again, Ka, have you ever wondered why that Orc shaman Kulu, who has half a foot in the Orc Council, would take a young Orc werewolf all over the world and dare to let him take you into the beast-infested wilderness even when he was surrounded by powerful enemies? Have you ever wondered what kind of person could have an orc shaman teaching them?" Kig finally asked the question that had me confused as well.

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