Silver Moon Secret Realm.
It is both a secret realm of time and a secret realm of space.
Morning, evening, and four seasons form a system of their own.
The small courtyard in the bamboo forest is elegant and quiet.
Two-story villa with white walls and red tiles.
Downstairs are the dining room and living room, and upstairs are eight bedrooms.
Alan and his three female companions live here.
One of the empty bedrooms was converted by Allen into a laboratory to prepare various medicines.
The room was filled with a strong medicinal aroma.
Alan sat at the table, skillfully fiddling with various potion bottles.
The medicinal herbs that Teacher Shiva sent Renee to deliver were very complete.
The medicinal materials for anti-aging agents are not easy to obtain, and the refining process is even more difficult.
Many pharmacist masters spend their entire lives trying to make a perfect potion.
It only took Allen two weeks to successfully formulate the first anti-aging agent!
During the deployment process, we did encounter many technical difficulties.
Pretend to tackle the problem, and if you can't solve it, use brute force to crack it.
When you spit, all the heat ratio, purity and temperature, the main ingredients, the secondary ingredients, and the auxiliary ingredients are just clouds.
All the medicinal herbs must be obedient and move!
Alan injected the first dose himself to test its efficacy.
Taotie system, giving real-time feedback:
Prolong life + maintain youthful appearance for 10 years, perfectly meets expectations!
From today until 10 years from now.
He will always remain 18!
Alan used up all the herbs and made a total of thirty bottles of anti-aging potions.
The yield rate is, of course, 100%.
One of them is dedicated to Master Shiva.
My elder sister, Angel and Leni, who were close to the water, got the moon first. Each of them got one, which added ten years of beautiful youth to their lives.
Part of the remaining anti-aging agent will be given to relatives and friends.
Alan saved the rest first and could use it as a bargaining chip when doing business with others in the future.
In addition to the anti-aging agent, Allen is also studying the blood essence extracted from the ogre wizard Akuma.
Its function is equivalent to "blood awakening agent".
Alan injected himself with a dose, then opened the system page to check the changes in his bloodline genealogy.
As expected, the "Ogre Wizard" bloodline appears in the pedigree list with a purity of 3%.
The purity of the blood essence extracted from the venom gland is always proportional to Alan's warlock rank.
3% blood purity is only of inferior quality and cannot be integrated with Allen's poisonous leopard blood.
In order to fuse the bloodlines, the former must be purified to 7% to reach the standard of "superior qualifications".
This work cost Alan 2 points of potential.
Then, he had to spend another 3 points of potential to fuse the blood of the poisonous leopard man and the blood of the ogre wizard.
Fortunately, Allen had a lot of potential in reserve. After spending 5 points, he still had 11 points left.
The new bloodline that was fused was named "Poison Wizard".
The upper limit of the potential of the Poison Demon Wizard's bloodline is definitely higher than that of the Poison Demon Leopard Man!
Akuma, the ogre wizard, can be upgraded to level five.
The enhanced version of the ogre wizard bloodline that Allen fused himself can at least be upgraded to the sixth level.
Another major advantage of the Poison Demon Wizard bloodline is that it has stronger spellcasting ability.
In addition to poison and beast magic, there is a chance to awaken other types of magic.
Of course, these are just theoretical deductions.
You won’t know the specific details until you try it!
With full expectation, Alan closed his eyes and entered the meditation world of the poison wizard.
In the vast bloodline galaxy, there is no tributary belonging to the "Poison Demon Wizard".
This came as no surprise to Alan.
The bloodline of the poisonous leopard man was created out of thin air by him.
How could a Poison Wizard, who was created based on the Poison Leopard Man, have a ready-made ancestral spirit?
It doesn’t matter that the ancestor spirit of the poisonous wizard does not exist.
Just like when he used the leopard man's ancestral spirit to replace the poisonous leopard man, he could bring in the ancestral spirit of an ordinary ogre wizard and use the "borrowing chickens to lay eggs" trick again.
As long as your luck is not too bad, you can still awaken the bloodline of the Poison Wizard!
…
The ancestral spirit that Allen merged with lived a thousand years ago.
That was an era when many heroes emerged and wars raged!
The "Holy Griffin Empire" founded by humans is only one of the seven major forces on the continent.
In addition, there are six major forces including the "Elf King's Court", "Orc Tribe", "Swamp Alliance", "Undercity", "Underworld Council" and "Giant King's Court".
The major forces form alliances.
They attacked each other and the fighting continued.
The long-term war has brought suffering to the people, but has also objectively promoted progress in the military field.
All major forces have established a comprehensive combat readiness system.
There is a mature system in place, including the recruitment, training and promotion of soldiers.
Each major force has a variety of military types, usually divided into levels 1 to 7.
From a human perspective, militiamen who have received reserve training and are equipped with spears and crossbows are considered first-level soldiers.
Apart from being cannon fodder, it is hard to expect them to be of any greater use.
Veterans with rich combat experience and sharp shooters can be considered as secondary troops.
The griffins and giant eagles domesticated by humans are third-level troops.
Priests skilled in medical magic and brave and fearless knights are both level four troops.
The advanced versions of the two, High Priest and Paladin, are considered fifth-level troops.
Huge war machines, such as magic airships and constructed tanks, are considered as sixth-level troops as combat units.
Finally, the Holy Griffin Empire's allies in heaven, the angels, descended to the mortal world to fight for humanity. They are regarded as a seventh-level military force with great strategic significance!
In theory, other major forces also have strategic-level seventh-level troops.
The Phoenix of the Elven King's Court.
The black dragon of the Undercity.
Titan of the Giant King's Court.
A lich of the Council of the Dead.
The green dragon of the Swamp Alliance.
So, what about the Orc Tribe?
Orcs... also once had a seventh-level army.
The Orc Tribe Alliance worships the ancient behemoth as their totem.
Or in the orc language, it is called "Behemoth".
Unfortunately, the ancient giant beasts depicted on the totems have long since become extinct from the human world.
Except for the orcs who are still holding on, others generally believe that the Behemoth has become extinct.
The orcs urgently need to find a replacement for Behemoth as a level 7 strategic troop.
All the major orc tribes sent out envoys to search everywhere.
His footprints covered glaciers, deserts and mountains, hoping to seek the support of dragons and to forge an alliance.
However, the white, blue, and red dragons either ignored the orcs' pleas or only wanted to enslave the orcs instead of cooperating on an equal footing.
After a series of setbacks, the Orcs suffered a heavy blow.
The Orc Tribe, as one of the seven traditional forces, can no longer keep up with the pace of the new era.
In the land of survival of the fittest, the weak will be eliminated!
The stubborn orcs have not yet accepted this cruel reality.
Until their shrewd allies, the Swamp Alliance, blatantly betrayed them and abandoned their former comrades.
The ancestor spirit that Alan merged with, a young ogre wizard, was the victim of this unjust war.
Alan's ancestor inherited his father's business and ruled a medium-sized orc tribe.
He has three hundred goblin minions, one hundred orc warriors, fifty wargs, and thirty ogres under his command.
In order to resist the joint encirclement of humans and elves, the ancestor spirits formed an alliance with the nearby swamp tribe and advanced and retreated together.
The ancestor once led the orc troops and supported the swamp tribe many times.
However, when their territory was besieged by humans and elves, the Swamp Clan refused to send troops to support.
The battle lasted until the last moment, the fort was captured, and all the men were killed or wounded.
Allen's ancestors are at the end of their rope.
At the moment of despair, I even had the urge to commit suicide.
Alan took advantage of the moment when his will was weakest, possessed the body with his soul, and took over control of the body.
The orcs were completely wiped out and could no longer hold their territory.
Humans and elves have always been ruthless in their approach towards orc captives, killing them without mercy!
So, kneeling down and being a dog is not an option.
But Allen felt that he still had a chance to escape!
According to the memory of his ancestors, Allen learned that the orcs had dug a secret escape passage in advance when they were building their stronghold.
If you enter the secret passage, you will have a chance to escape the pursuit.
In addition, Allen's ancestor, as a tribal prince, was born with a blood totem.
The so-called blood totem is similar to the "bloodline limit" in an anime in Allen's previous life, a power that relies on bloodline inheritance.
Alan looked at the back of his right palm.
On the back of the palm there is a beast head that looks like an ape but not an ape, and like a bear but not a bear.
This is Allen’s bloodline totem, the head of the ancient behemoth.
By piercing your palm and using blood as a medium, you can awaken the sleeping Behemoth spirit in the totem and make it manifest in flesh and blood!
A remnant soul is certainly no match for a real Behemoth.
However, his combat power is comparable to that of a fifth-level early-stage violent warlock!
Totem behemoth, can only be summoned once a day.
Duration is proportional to the spiritual attribute.
If the behemoth dies in battle, Alan's bloodline totem will disappear and he will lose the ability to summon the behemoth forever.
Alan did a quick calculation.
With his extremely high spiritual attributes, the summoned behemoth can fight continuously for 43 minutes.
There is enough time to break through, but the behemoth is not as durable as it looks.
Because it uses Allen's own blood as a carrier, its vitality is the same as Allen himself, and is far less thick than the blood of a real Behemoth.
If you are under siege, you will die within ten minutes.
Choosing the right time to summon and trying to avoid the death of the behemoth are the keys to a successful escape.
As he was thinking, Alan suddenly felt a chill in his heart and turned to look at the door.
Qi sensing detected that hostile forces were approaching outside the door!
Heavy footsteps came closer and closer along the stairs.
Snap!
The door was suddenly chopped open by a sharp axe.
A burly knight in plate armor strode in.
The knight held a bloody battle axe in his hand, stared at Alan fiercely and laughed wildly.
"Wizard! I'm going to chop off your head and use it as a decoration in my living room!"
"Remember! The warrior who defeated you is Sir Lawrence——"
Swish!
In a flash, the ogre wizard suddenly disappeared.
"Um?!"
The knight's face suddenly changed and he swung his battle axe without thinking.
“You’re too slow.”
Alan's figure appeared next to the knight.
An index finger suddenly stabbed at his ear.
Silver Moon Style's armor-piercing secret technique - Steel Ripping Rake!
puff!
The fingers pierced through the knight's helmet and dug deep into his temple.
A surge of energy exploded inside the skull, shattering the brain.
The knight's eyes rolled back and he collapsed to the ground as if all his strength and bones had been pulled out.
Alan quickly stripped off his armor, removed the bone spurs, injected digestive fluid, and destroyed the body.
The knight's build is similar to that of the ogre wizard.
Alan put on his plate armor and helmet.
He also used the "art of disguise" to change his appearance into the knight's appearance when he was alive.
When he was ready, he picked up his battle axe, strode down the stairs and blended into the crowd.
Outside the castle, the fighting was still going on.
The remaining orcs are being besieged and killed by humans and elves.
Alan observed the situation on the battlefield and was unable to take care of himself, so he had to give up the idea of ​​rescuing his men.
He walked quickly through the melee area and headed towards the armory.
The secret escape passage is hidden in the armory.
A middle-aged woman in a white robe stood on a high ground, surrounded by a circle of human guards holding swords and shields. She looked like a priest.
"Brothers and sisters! Stay alert!"
"Don't let any orc escape!"
The priestess raised the holy emblem and chanted a spell.
A circle of silver light burst out from her body and instantly spread to Alan.
The humans and elves who were baptized by the light had halos of different colors under their feet.
Humans step on silver halos, while elves step on green ones.
Alan subconsciously lowered his head and looked at his feet.
I was shocked to find a circle of red light opening up under my feet.
It is particularly dazzling among the silver and green.
Damn... Detecting the camp?!
Alan suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and had a bad feeling.
As expected, the priestess pointed at him and screamed.
"Ancestors, please! There's a spy!"
"Quick! Catch that orc spy pretending to be a knight!"
"Damn it! I'm going to peel off his green skin with my own hands!"
Without any hesitation, Alan ran as fast as he could!
The speed of a leopard...
Leopard your sister!
Alan complained bitterly and regretted his cleverness.
Wearing full body plate armor, I can't run fast enough.
Seeing the large group of enemy troops surrounding him, he had no choice but to cut the back of his palm with a bone spur to summon the spirit of the giant beast!
In the dark, I seemed to hear a roar from ancient times.
On the back of the hand, the totem stained with blood was shining brightly!
The ancient Behemoth spirit that resided in Allen's body merged with his blood and materialized into a gigantic beast that appeared out of thin air!
Behemoth, covered with long grey hair.
Like a giant bear with a pair of fangs.
From head to toe, it is ten meters high.
At the end of the limbs, there are exaggerated bayonet-like claws.
Fierce eyes, as red as blood.
Although it is not as big as a real Behemoth, it can still be called a majestic beast.
Alan doesn't need to communicate with the giant beast through language, he can communicate telepathically with just a thought.
The giant beast sensed its master's will, and suddenly stood up, beating its chest and roaring.
The terrifying sound waves spread in all directions.
All the humans and elves who came to besiege, including those below level three, had their ears bleeding and their souls scattered on the spot!
After the Behemoth roared, it jumped up!
With a slap, he knocked the griffin hovering in the air down and tore it to pieces.
The moment he landed, he crushed a human knight and his horse into a meat pie.
With a sudden stomp of his foot, the ground cracked and the mud and sand rolled like a raging wave!
The human swordsman and the elf archer were knocked to the ground.
While the giant beast was killing everyone, Alan activated the third level of atavism and burst the armor that was in the way.
BANG!!
A "Thunder Explosion Wave" shattered the shield wall in front and ran away!
The Behemoth turned around and provided cover behind Alan.
The leopard-headed giant and the behemoth charged into the enemy group like two lone boats in the raging sea.
Behind him, the ground was littered with corpses and a bloody mess.
However, the enemy outnumbered us, and the pace of our advance gradually slowed down.
Alan soon discovered that reversion was not a good idea.
Being too big makes it easier to become a target.
The human and elf coalition forces, all troops above level three, are equipped with sharp enchanted weapons.
Priests and druids continued to release powerful and destructive magic.
Allen's beast armor and soft bone armor could not completely resist the damage.
After a fierce battle, he is covered with wounds.
Alan changed back into human form and jumped onto the back of the Behemoth.
Break through on the behemoth, hoping to fight a bloody path to the armory.
However, the behemoth is also a large moving target, riddled with arrows and javelins.
He gasped violently, with bloody mist coming out of his mouth.
If the fight continues like this, both Alan and the behemoth will fall on the way to escape.
A wiser approach would be to split up.
He sacrificed the Behemoth to cover his retreat and took the opportunity to escape.
but……
Alan was unwilling to lose his bloodline totem here!
If the seriously injured Behemoth can be saved and the bloodline totem can be recovered, it will automatically recover after a day.
Keep this trump card and bring a Behemoth with you at the beginning, and your escape will be easier later.
The price is that Allen himself has to take greater risks.
Two roads, how to choose?
Alan gritted his teeth and decisively took back the Behemoth.
Anyway, you won’t really die in the meditation world, so give it a try and turn your bicycle into a motorcycle!
At worst, you can just reload the game and start over!
As the giant beast disappeared, Alan also fell from mid-air.
The moment he landed, he transformed into a blue leopard.
Use the "Phantom Step" to teleport directly a hundred meters away.
The beast-like Allen was like a blue lightning, shuttling through the crowd of soldiers.
Countless arrows and javelins passed by him.
Swords and spears stabbed at the afterimage left behind him.
The open window of the armory was already within sight.
Alan exerted force on his hind legs, leaped up with a bang, and rushed straight to the window.
However, at this most critical moment...
The priests on the human side and the druids on the elves side cast spells at the same time.
4th-ring "Flame Strike"!
5th ring "Summon a thunderstorm"!
boom!
Bang!
The holy fire and thunder struck Alan at the same time.
Just give him two bread sandwiches with cheese!
Damn it...
Alan was in the air and had no way to dodge, so he could only curse to vent his anger.
The blue leopard fell from the sky with smoke, like a bird with broken wings.
Alan fell down under the windowsill in a mess.
The numbness caused by the electric shock slowly subsided.
The pain from the burn was bearable.
What really made him miserable was his broken legs.
He gritted his teeth, exerted his last bit of strength, crawled through the window, opened the cellar lid, and struggled to crawl into the secret passage.
Wild casting!
Alan used his back claws to blast out a "Poison Cloud Technique"!
The pursuers who were climbing through the window were petrified in an instant.
The broken legs could not bear Alan's weight.
He could only lie on the ground and perform the Phantom Steps continuously.
He did not hesitate to consume his magic power and frequently teleported in the secret passage.
…
At the underground river pier, a small boat is tied to a wooden pile.
Alan climbed onto the boat in a panic, swung his leopard claws, cut the rope, and drifted down.
Safe for now.
Alan changed back to human form and checked his injuries.
Thanks to the ogre wizard's powerful regenerative physique, the flesh wounds have stopped bleeding and healed.
Only the legs that were blown off by the "Flame Strike" showed no signs of recovery!
Fire magic can indeed destroy cell regeneration.
"Flame Strike" is more than just fire magic.
This horrible spell seemed to contain a divine curse, causing Alan's broken leg bones to be unable to heal automatically.
He could only drag his broken legs to escape from the enemy.
Bang!
The hull suddenly shook and the speed dropped sharply!
Alan was nearly thrown overboard and quickly grabbed the side of the boat.
In this section of the river, the water level is shallow and the riverbed is silted.
Not long after, the boat ran aground.
Alan frowned, thinking about how to get out of this predicament.
At this time, the sound of oars came from behind.
Looking back towards the river, a ball of light could be vaguely seen, dispelling the darkness that shrouded the river.
They are pursuers!
The priestess sat at the bow, using her scepter to cast the "Daylight Technique".
When they spotted Alan's boat from afar, they immediately screamed with excitement.
"Release the arrows!"
"Use rockets!"
"Burn him!"
The crossbowmen on the ship collectively loaded enchanted arrows.
In the darkness, there was a whooshing sound that made Alan's scalp tingle.
The rockets hit the ship and it immediately caught fire.
Alan hurriedly summoned up his remaining magic power and used the Ice Soul Palm to put out the fire on the boat.
While the pursuers were still loading their crossbows, Alan raised his palm and slapped the surface of the river!
boom!
Huge waves rose on the river surface, and water splashed!
The stranded boat was pushed back by the palm force and suddenly rushed to the top of the wave.
The water splashes in mid-air were frozen by the cold air and condensed into ice crystals.
The extremely cold Ice Soul Palm force was transmitted along the river.
The river surface froze instantly within thirty meters from upstream to downstream.
The warship that the priestess was on was frozen by the ice on the river.
Alan's flat-bottomed boat flew to the highest point and slid down the slope of the waves that were frozen into ice sculptures.
It's like riding on an ice slide, sliding through the shallow water and shuttling across the frozen river.
In a blink of an eye, the boat slid through the icy shallow water, fell into the deep water, and floated downstream.
Allen looked back and saw the priestess leading the pursuers jumping off the warship and destroying the ice.
"Let me help you!"
Alan sneered and raised his right hand, blasting out a "Shaping Thunder Explosion Wave".
Bang!!
The ice surface suddenly exploded, and broken ice fragments flew all over the sky.
The pursuers were caught off guard and fell into the water one after another with screams.
"Tyávé!"
Alan chanted a spell, casting liquid alchemy onto the river.
Turn the river water near the enemy warships into a pool of grease.
He pulled out a rocket that was not yet completely extinguished from his boat and threw it back.
boom!
The grease floating on the river was ignited by the rockets and turned into a sea of ​​fire.
The warship and the pursuers who fell into the water were engulfed in flames.
The screams continued.
"Goodbye, my friend!"
Alan sneered, retracted his gaze, and continued to escape by boat.
…
The secret passage that Alan used to escape was actually an underground navel, leading to an unknown and dangerous underworld.
The river channel sloped downward, and the light around it became dimmer and dimmer.
Alan has dark vision, but still feels unsafe.
Keep "Qi Sensing" turned on and remain on high alert.
In the dome above the underground river, groups of bats hang upside down.
Sometimes it would pounce down neurotically and make strange squeaks.
It's a little startling and scary, but it's not a threat.
The real danger lies ahead in the river.
The Qi sensor detected that the riverbed was broken in front, and the river water fell vertically, forming a waterfall!
How high is the waterfall?
Alan couldn't detect it.
To be on the safe side, he activated the Phantom Step and teleported to the shore to take refuge before the boat rushed down the waterfall.
Watching the boat fall down the waterfall with the rapids and disappear into the dark pit...
A full ten seconds passed before the sound of the object hitting the bottom and shattering was heard.
Alan couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, and was glad that he abandoned the boat and went ashore in time.
Stalactites can be seen everywhere on the wet river bank.
The stone wall in front is concave inward, forming a natural cave.
Alan struggled to crawl into the cave and hid.
Use the wooden boards removed from the boat to fix the broken legs.
Tear up your shirt and use it as a bandage.
Fleeing wounded, exhausted, tired and hungry.
Alan picked some moss from the stone wall and put it in his mouth to chew.
I endured the bitter taste and barely filled my stomach.
Sit against the wall, close your eyes and relax.
I don’t know how long it took…
Suddenly he opened his eyes and looked towards the cave entrance vigilantly.
The energy that emanates out senses the breath of life.
Outside the cave, heavy footsteps were heard along the river bank.
There was the faint echo of muffled conversation.
It seems to be Giant language, with a thick accent.
Alan thought for a moment , then closed his eyes and pretended to be unconscious.
An inch-long bone spur popped out from the palm of my left hand and pressed against the back of my right hand.
His magic power has reached its limit, and it is difficult for him to deal with the crisis on his own.
If the pursuers break into the cave, you can only use the Bloodline Totem as your trump card and summon the Behemoth again.
"Moo?! Sisters, come here!"
"I smell fresh blood!"
"Yeah! Maybe it's delicious!"
The swaying figures, accompanied by excited conversations, entered the cave one after another.
Alan squinted and peeked, secretly surprised.
It's different from what he thought.
The intruders were not humans or elves, but a group of tall and strong minotaurs!
All seven minotaurs were shirtless, revealing their heavy, full chests.
He was wearing a rough animal skin skirt, barefoot, and holding a large wooden club in his hand.
Seven minotaurs spotted Alan sitting against the wall.
They gathered around him in surprise and poked him with sticks.
Alan closed his eyes and pretended to be unconscious, waiting to see what they were going to do next.
The seven minotaurs discussed it for a while and decided to take the strange blue-skinned young man back to Lord Orlando's castle.
One of the minotaurs grabbed Alan and carried him on her shoulder like a bag of flour.
He took big steps and staggered out of the cave.
Alan lay on her shoulder, searching for the memory of his ancestors.
The key word is "Orlando the Great".
After some searching, Alan learned that Orlando was a dark elf (drow) living in this dark area.
This man was born in the Undercity and was a very talented drow warlock, with a cultivation level no lower than the late fourth level.
As we all know, among the dark elves, women are superior to men.
As a male, Orlando is not valued in the family and is often bullied by his sisters.
Later, he could no longer bear it and poisoned and murdered his sister who often whipped and tortured him.
Murdering a female drow noble is a serious crime punishable by death!
Orlando was afraid that his crime would be exposed, so he quietly fled from his family.
Hide in a remote underground valley and build a small dungeon.
Orlando has made deals with the orcs on the surface, but both sides got what they wanted and they cannot be considered allies.
Allen's ancestor had never seen Orlando before.
Orlando's deeds were all told by his deceased father during casual conversations.
Zu Ling’s father also told an interesting story.
This Orlando especially loves drinking milk.
In the underground world where there is a lack of light, it is impossible to raise cows.
This perverted drow warlock took a different approach and used magic to enslave a group of female minotaurs.
He forced them to take magic potions with miraculous lactation-promoting effects on a regular basis, providing them with plenty of fresh milk for him to enjoy.
These seven minotaurs must be Orlando's slave girls.
It seems that in addition to providing milk for their owners, they also have to do patrol and hunting work.
In the Underdungeon's troop sequence, the Tauren belong to the second or third level troops, and their combat effectiveness is still quite good.
The seven Minotaur sisters excitedly carried Alan home.
The place where they live looks like an ordinary cave on the surface.
In fact, there is another world deep in the cave. Complex tunnels and caves have been dug out, nested layer by layer, like a maze.
Minotaurs, both male and female, are natural maze architects.
Digging tunnels and building mazes are their recreational activities in their spare time.
Tauren are born with an excellent sense of direction. No matter how complicated the road they have traveled, they can remember it firmly and never get lost.
The seven minotaurs took Alan home with bad intentions, intending to strip him naked, clean him, and eat him.
Alan lay on the soft moss carpet, ready to summon Behemoth at any time.
However, as the Minotaur cleaned his body, things started to go wrong...
"Huh? I didn't realize this guy is... quite big."
A hand reached out and touched him all over his body without any courtesy.
The other female minotaurs also came over curiously and started to touch Alan.
The minotaurs quickly reached a consensus.
Before eating this strong guy, you might as well use him for some entertainment first, squeeze out his juice and then eat the meat, so there is no waste at all!
Alan originally planned to summon the Behemoth, launch a counterattack, and kill all seven stupid and ferocious cows.
Then he thought that this was Orlando's territory, and if the sound of fighting alarmed the drow warlock, the consequences would be disastrous.
At this point, it would be rude to continue playing dead.
Alan opened his eyes, pretended to wake up from a coma, and thanked the minotaur for saving his life.
Next, it naturally transitions to the clichéd plot of "I cannot repay your kindness" and "I can only repay you with my body".
The female minotaur is not some naive saint.
Alan is willing to sacrifice himself to repay his gratitude, but others may not be willing to accept it.
He must first test the goods to prove that he has both the sincerity and the ability to repay the favor.
If it turns out to be a silver-plated spear head that looks good but is useless, which would disappoint them greatly, it would be more cost-effective to kill him and eat his meat.
During this long night, Allen went through a severe test.
Fortunately, he is gifted and has rich work experience, and this is not the first time he has experienced such a test.
In the end, they delivered an answer that made the seven Minotaur sisters very satisfied.
In fact, Allen was too good.
So much so that afterwards, the cow leaders were reluctant to kill him for their meat. When they heard his hungry growls, they vied to please him and took turns providing him with milk to fill his stomach.
Alan had a good meal of the rich, nutritious milk, and his body warmed up.
Facing the seven minotaur sisters who were surrounding him and asking about his well-being, he couldn't help but feel a strong sense of déjà vu.
The first thing that comes to mind is the seven swan sisters.
By the way, why are there seven sisters again...
Could it be that I have a connection with the number seven?
Alan wondered to himself.
For some reason, I suddenly remembered the story of Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs...
The whole person was suddenly confused!