What happened next was no more important than a nail clipper. Icha thinks so.
This had nothing to do with the two druids on the field—no matter they were tall or short, gray or bright, he treated them with the polite respect of a scholar, but that was all.
From a pan-dimensional perspective, druids can be regarded as very primitive life scholars.
They worship some real, natural material things, or think they are such things - such as a tree chair connected from the roots of a tree, a block of soil suspended in mid-air, waves, or a piece of stone that endures without changing. of patient ice. To be honest, no matter how stupid these things are, they are already much better than many guys.
Icha also knew that some believers worshiped embryos, pregnant women, or noodles that could fly into the sky. These simple comrades are undoubtedly druids.
Druid is a so-called "first-line" profession, and it is often a bit fundamental.
It is not limited to the attempts of a single race, but is always spread among material creatures. This situation is mainly determined by the worship of material properties in their beliefs.
In some places, druids will undertake practical tasks such as workers, farmers, and healers-the proportion of believers is much higher than that of general concrete theistic sects. That's also because they prefer to act based on simple intuition and experience rather than experimenting or summarizing complex laws.
However, as a result, their actions are often unfounded, and their magic power is more mixed, unclear, and low-level - which is actually a pity.
According to Yicha's observation, the druid's spellcasting method is closer to the "invocation" used by energy creatures, and does not require as much detailed preparation as the conjurer or warlock - which means it is closer to the correct answer. But obviously, that was the result of some kind of misunderstanding.
The existence of druids is the result of some kind of misunderstanding. This is where Icha feels a little less respectable. It’s natural that such a being would have some confusing creeds.
The moon druid Ayalwota on the ground protested against the support of a humanoid female fire spellcaster named Shamoge.
Saw this scene.
Seeing everything, it’s as if you haven’t seen anything.
The humanoid woman was also a druid—a hybrid that was difficult to detect from the outside—and her mutation was not obvious. What was obvious was that the census officer and his thugs clearly misunderstood her identity and smile.
Yi Cha tilted his head and looked at Jianjian, Chaka and Shisolt.
They are about to pay a little tuition for their ignorance. It's that simple.
Originally, he wouldn't have noticed the female druid's ability right away - but when the opponent's fireball passed by him, it was hard to refuse to think that she was a skilled flame druid.
This flame druid is full of energy, which comes from the local customs and nature, as well as the widespread support of the people. And...more than that.
Her power lies in Ayalwotaga's old broom. On top of the tip plus the metal cane.
The Immortal Flame Cave stepped out by Ifomie gave birth to druids who believed in flames in the Land of Moonset. She could unknowingly mobilize the power of the God of Destruction left here for her own use.
Does she know this herself?
In any case,&nbp;&nbp;this is also the result of some kind of mistake. The result will be very simple.
If it weren't for Ke Qil's nervous look and Nesse's appearance of being on the verge of a formidable enemy (to be honest, the formidable enemy is definitely not here), Yi Cha would have wandered into space and began to draw ball nickels upside down in his mind - Chapter 1 Five-element alloy phase diagram.
What happened before him was as he expected.
Xia Moge folded his hands together. Population Officer Shisolt naturally thought that she was going to take off her gloves - after all, in his mind, the chance of a woman taking off a piece of clothing in front of him was definitely much greater than the chance of her releasing a fireball.
But he made an empiricist error.
A blazing brazier rose out of thin air from Xia Moge's hands, and the female druid, who was as bright as an orange tulip, held up a small sun.
The sharp tip immediately raised the stick and stabbed it forward. The metal stick shone with cold light, and the tip was still stained with a little bit of Ayalwota's blood. Xia Moge waved his arms downwards - although not as fast as the tip, it was enough to bring down the flame when the tip of the staff struck.
The hybrid thug hesitated and jumped back. He had already calculated the situation and had no intention of fighting for his life.
Xia Moge's sun flame ball didn't let go either. Everyone's faces turned rosy. She seemed to be resistant and was not affected.
Stewart opened his mouth, and the tulip-like lady pushed her hands forward - the population officer's face turned pale, and he tried to dodge as fast as possible, then tripped his left foot to his right heel, and sat down on Chaka's belly. superior.
Xia Moge smiled, and the flaming sun ball was still in her hand.
Screams and laughter came out at the same time - the scream came from Chaka, and the labored laughter came from Ayalwota.
The boy who arrived with Xia Mogelai had moved to the side of the bald hybrid Dagumon and was holding one of his hands tightly with both hands. The orange kettle with flame stripes was empty and placed at his feet.
"Didn't I tell you to look for her after the lights go out?" Mingyue Druid turned back and seemed to be complaining to the boy in a low voice.
"He's not awake!" The boy didn't answer and shouted to Xia Moge in panic.
Ms. Tulip's expression changed slightly.
The fireball rose again.
His sharp face turned gloomy, and he assumed a leopard-like posture, as if an arrow was about to leave the string at any moment.
"do not move!"
Stewart raised one hand above his head in panic, as if trying to resist the setting sun, and yelled while lying on the ground.
"I apologize! Madam, I apologize!"
"He apologized!" Xia Moge said.
"Apologise to me and the bald kid!" Ayalwota roared.
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."
Shisolte quickly turned around, turned his head in the direction of Ayalwo Tower, and nodded to the mud. "We've finished counting Bitter Wind Village, right! We'll leave right away..." He kicked Jianjian hard. "It's all this disobedient dog that bites people..."
Jianjian received the kick with an expressionless expression. He could have easily dodged it, but for some reason he didn't.
"Let him also apologize! Then get out of Kufeng Village!" Xia Moge held up the little sun and said loudly.
Sustaining the fireball was clearly draining her mana. A blush began to appear on her cheeks as well.
"Jianjian! Come on! Say what this lady wants to hear!"
Stewart grabbed the half-breed thug's shirt and pulled it down, making him bow his head and kneel down.
Jianjian remained silent, his face looking like a dark cloud about to explode with lightning. Sutter hit him again and again, and finally started yelling curses.
"Then I can only ask you to use the corpse to apologize." Xia Moge said sharply.
Shisolt tried his best to beg for mercy, trying to express his feelings and reason. No matter how he tried to persuade him, the Flame Druid did not take back the fireball that was ready to go.
wrong. She hasn't made up her mind to kill him yet. Yi Cha thought.
But it won't be long before she makes her choice.
Druids are often unwilling to take the initiative to attack, let alone take human lives with their own hands. This druid is hardly an exception. She actually tried to resolve the matter peacefully. If this were not the case, it would be difficult to imagine why she would want to. To endure such a large continuous energy consumption without directly throwing a fireball on the head of the population officer.
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