Chapter 10990: Hatton of the Golden Horde

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Everyone was resting inside the barrier.

. I don’t know how long it took.

. The old woman and Sandy opened their eyes first.

The old woman said, "Huh?"

At this time, everyone around them also opened their eyes.

"What happened? What did you find??" Scott asked.

The old woman sat there and felt the magical energy around her and said, "I feel a weak undead energy outside.

What about you Sandy? ? "

Sandy nodded too.

It was also because he suddenly sensed a weak magical energy suddenly appearing outside.

The words just fell.

. Then I heard "Boom.

Boom.

. Katcha.

Katcha.

Katcha.

. "

The mountain wall was opened directly.

. Everyone looked towards the door.

. I found a faint blue light at the door.

I saw this man trembling when he came in.

. He seemed very scared.

"Stop!" Ornn shouted.

And this man heard a roar coming from the empty hall.

. He was so frightened that he sat down on the ground.

He kept shouting: "Don't kill me.

Do not kill me.

I.

. We agreed that.

. "

When everyone heard that this man was speaking human language.

Could it be a human being.

The old woman directly removed the arcane protective shield.

. At the same time, Sandy also released his own fire energy.

It directly illuminates the entire hall.

The ten people looked at the place where the sound came from.

As a result, all ten people were dumbfounded.

I saw only one human sitting there.

. He is a thin man.

Not tall either.

At this time, he threw the bag aside.

He covered his face with both hands.

While talking.

There was a sob on one side.

When ten people approached.

He seemed to hear footsteps getting closer and closer to him.

So he continued to cover his face with one hand.

The other hand held a dagger and began to draw forward continuously.

His whole body was shaking.

Only then did everyone see clearly.

What was in front of him was a thin man.

. The skinny ones are basically skin and bones.

His skin is dark.

. It seems that he has been engaged in heavy manual labor for a long time.

And the food can’t keep up.

. That's why it's like this.

And he threw the bag aside.

There was a faint blue light shining inside.

"This is.

"Scott curiously cut open the bag with a dagger.

. I saw a faint blue ball appearing inside.

"Magic crystal?!" the old woman and Sandy said in unison.

"What is the magic crystal?" Tina asked curiously.

The old woman replied: "This magic crystal.

It is composed of extracts from the core of the Magic Stone.

. Generally speaking.

After the magic stone is infused with magical energy.

. Let’s start with the center of the Philosopher’s Stone.

Then it spreads outside little by little.

Therefore, the energy in the center of this magic stone is the largest and purest.

. After taking out the cores of these magic stones.

Fusion them with magical energy of the same attribute

Together, you can get a magic crystal. ….

The magic energy contained in it is more than ten times or even dozens of times that of the same magic stone. If you have this thing.

It won't be a problem to activate these ten portals here.

Miles said in surprise: "There is such a thing.

Wouldn't it mean that the undead tribe could rely on these magic crystals to open multiple portals at the same time?

The old woman Tina nodded and continued: "Nevertheless.

The production of this magic crystal is also quite dangerous.

The materials of magic stones are mainly raw stones that have no magic inside the stone.

And the production of this magic crystal.

But you have to use a magic stone that contains magic energy.

Stripped from the core.

To gather multiple cores.

And finally, these magic cores are fused into a magic crystal.

Every step of this is very difficult.

A little careless.

If so many magic stone cores explode.

The consequences could be disastrous.

After saying that, the old woman picked up the fallen magic crystal of undead energy.

She examined it carefully.

It was discovered that the structure of this magic crystal was quite complete.

Still very solid.

. Each magic core supports each other.

Not to mention ensuring the stability of the entire magic crystal.

It also allows each magic stone core to exert its maximum power.

To make such a magic crystal.

But it's not easy.

. And now the undead tribe actually threw such a magic crystal to a human being.

. What the hell does this happen.

At this moment, the thin man was sitting there shivering.

He heard the words spoken around him were in human language.

He slowly opened his fingers a little.

Look out through the gaps between your fingers.

At this time, the inner room had been lit up by Sandy's fire spell.

So the people here are clear at a glance.

The man saw the people present.

All are human.

. Then he breathed a sigh of relief.

He slowly lowered his hand from his face.

. He mustered up the courage to say, "You.

who are you.

Why here? ? "

Hear him speak.

. Ten people looked at him together.

It was the president of the Hunter Professional Guild who spoke first: "We are from the Holy Light Empire.

. Naturally, we have to contend with the undead tribe here.

Who are you? ? What is that thing in your hand? ! "

The thin man heard that it was the Holy Light Empire.

So he said in surprise: "Holy.

Holy Light Empire.

That legendary powerful empire on the Soaring Dragon Continent? ? I.

How did I get here?

This thin man's flower.

All ten people were confused.

Scott asked: "What? You are not from the Holy Light Empire???"

The thin man shook his head and replied: "Me.

My name is Hatton.

I am the person at the southernmost point of Longteng Continent.

Our country is called the Golden Horde.

. Originally our country was not big.

They make a living by grazing.

In our golden account.

Every household has a lot of cattle, sheep, and horses.

We usually rely on raising these livestock.

Then exchange things with the surrounding countries and races.

We are surrounded by small countries.

between each other

Communicate and trade with each other.

Exchange for what they need.

So we are at peace with the surrounding countries.

. But suddenly one night.

. I'm sleeping at home.

Then I heard about the cows, horses, and sheep I raise at home.

They all kept screaming.

I don't know what this is all about.

Usually these livestock go to bed early.

I thought it was a dream.

As a result, their screams became louder and louder.

Only then did I know this was true.

So when I get up.

I smelled a pungent smell of blood.

. The smell is quite strong.

It felt like I had killed all the livestock I raised.

Maybe there won't be such a strong smell of blood.

Originally I wanted to see what was going on outside.

But I heard a steady stream of footsteps outside.

It sounded like an army.

I didn't dare to move.

Then I heard these footsteps getting closer and closer to me.

Then I heard someone using a weapon.

Kill my livestock.

. ".

Possession becomes loss