Thousands of winds converge here, the spear is as green as jade, and the streamlined blade gives people an extremely light feeling, as if this is not a weapon of killing, but an exquisite work of art.
A gun barrel more than three meters long emerged from the air and shot forward, disappearing in a flash. The escaping air waves pressed the grass within a radius of nearly a thousand meters to the ground. Niya held on to the ground tightly to barely ensure that she would not be blown away by the strong wind.
At the very center of the storm, the air around the spear contracted, becoming as thin as a silver thread. Its spiral forward easily shattered the rocks on the demon pig's body, dimming the flames between them. The rapidly spinning spear tip, like a drill, shattered the demon pig's protective shell in just over a second, leaving a bloody hole about a meter wide on its forehead.
Dark, red, and scorching blood gushed out, spilling onto the grass, burning the leaves and sending wisps of green smoke igniting. The air was filled with the smell of burning. The demonic pig howled, raising its front hooves high before bringing them down heavily. A loud, muffled thud echoed from the earth, and a forest of rock spread out in all directions.
Niya, lying on the ground, felt a pain in her chest, vomited blood, felt dizzy, and fainted.
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After a long time, she felt a warm magical power flowing through her body, and the pain was greatly relieved, and she woke up slowly.
"Are you feeling better?" A concerned and gentle voice came from above her head. It was Roland. The two of them were now in a large tent, and she was lying on a low soft bed.
Niya struggled to get up and felt the pain in her chest eased a lot.
"It's better to move less. It will take a few days for the ribs to heal." Loran Hill's voice sounded again. She helped Nia put on her coat to prevent her from catching a cold, and looked at her friend with a little regret and worry.
"It's nothing, Roland. I was used to it when I was little." Nia shook her head. For orcs, getting hurt was common. Fighting with peers, falling off a horse, being attacked by wild beasts were all common experiences. What nearly killed her was the great competition she participated in last winter. The warrior's axe nearly split her in two. If it weren't for the great shaman who later treated her, she would have died that night.
However, this also left a hidden wound, so that after entering the school, she remained at Sequence 3, not daring to advance rashly. However, today seemed to feel a little different. While Luo Lan was helping her get water, she felt her extraordinary core and the condition of her body.
Strangely, although several ribs have not healed yet, the hidden injuries left behind have almost disappeared. If it were not for the shallow scar on her shoulder, she would have thought that she had not experienced that brutal battle.
Did Luo Lan heal me? How did she do it? The Demon Sequence is good at emergency healing and replenishing blood, but it's not good at treating hidden injuries. That's the domain of the Angel Sequence, while the Nature Sequence is particularly effective in curing diseases.
"Have a cup of hot water. I added something in it." Loran Hill walked over with a cup.
Niya held the cup and watched the liquid inside turn into an amber-like transparent color. She moved her nose slightly and could smell a hint of sweetness.
The warm liquid flowed down the throat into the abdomen, and the body seemed to become warm. A gentle magic power filled the body, and the extraordinary core that had been stagnant in the past showed a tendency to advance.
Niya quickly suppressed the impulse, closed her eyes and slowly adjusted herself, absorbing the magic power, accumulating it in her extraordinary core and keeping it for the time being. After a long time, she opened her eyes.
There was great surprise and confusion in his eyes.
"Loran?" Nia turned to her gentle roommate and stared at her blankly. She suddenly felt a sense of strangeness and freshness, as if she had never really recognized her.
"What's wrong?" Loran Hill half-knelt beside the soft bed and touched Niya's forehead. She didn't seem to have a fever.
Feeling the pair of white jade-like hands, Niya lowered her head, and a sense of peace and warmth rose in her heart.
"Nothing." Niya answered softly, then gave the other person a reassuring smile.
"Did you defeat the demon pig later?"
"Well... when I went to save you, that big guy activated his innate ability and burrowed into the ground to escape."
"It was so big, but it just jumped into the water and disappeared with a puff." Loran Hill described it with gestures, his brows slightly wrinkled on his gentle face, and he seemed a little distressed.
Luo Lanxier's combat power was undoubtedly superior to that of the demon pig, but the other party had simply fled to avoid the battle, burrowing underground. Although she possessed a natural talent for the sky and atmosphere, her perception of the underground was greatly weakened. After the demon pig had gone a thousand meters underground, her perception of its magic power became vague, and eventually it disappeared completely from the girl's perception.
"It seems I can only wait for the next opportunity." Niya sighed, then turned her gaze back and looked at the surrounding environment.
"here it is?"
"This is where the Cave Lion Clan lives. I moved you here because you needed to recuperate."
"But, I heard that they are very arrogant. Could the rumors be wrong?" Niya asked with some concern, fearing that Roland had suffered a lot and said a lot of good things to others.
"Well, I explained the reason and they agreed."
Loran Hill turned her head to the other side with a guilty conscience. She was in a hurry at the time, and she was indeed a bit harsh when she was reasoning with the other person. However, she did not take advantage of the other person for no reason, and she gave some compensation afterwards.
Although this is inconsistent with her usual style, she would not be too pedantic in an emergency and her friend's life is more important.
"Lord Luo Lan, your dinner is ready. Can I bring it in now?"
At this moment, a respectful and deep voice sounded outside the tent. Although I didn't see the person, I could feel from the voice alone that this person must be extremely strong.
"Bring it in." Loran Hill replied.
"yes!"
The wide door curtain opened, and two sturdy orcs about two meters tall came in carrying a long iron plate. Deep red battle marks could be seen on the orcs' exposed shoulders. On the iron plate they were carrying was a whole roasted lamb sprinkled with spices. Waves of tempting aroma followed, which greatly stimulated people's appetite.
The two orcs first put the iron plate aside and added some firewood to the fire in the room so that it would not go out quickly. Then they placed the iron plate on the fire to keep it hot.
After everything was ready, the two tall and mighty lion-maned orcs bent down and bowed, and the long beards on their faces trembled.
"Please enjoy it, my lord."
Afterwards, the two Sequence 4 tribal warriors carefully retreated, keeping their heads down the entire time. Although they could still see the two girls even with their heads down due to their huge height advantage, they carefully avoided their gazes, trying not to offend this important figure.
Nia stared straight at Loran Hill, not allowing her to look away.
"So, Lorraine. What on earth did you tell them?"
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