A mage's journey begins with a battle mage.

Chapter 208 Koro

"It's good that you're alive, so shouldn't you get to work?"

Jiang Shuzhou was very dissatisfied with this behavior of showing off without his approval.

"Your will."

Booker immediately wilted.

He then cast a spell, taking Jiang Shuzhou and Jim away.

I have to say, the feeling of being carried away without having to cast a spell yourself is really great.

Especially when Jiang Shuzhou is still able to give orders.

"North, no, south, no, up!"

No matter where Jiang Shuzhou told Booker to fly, Booker didn't dare to utter a sound and obediently carried him.

"Good job, here's two magic stones for you today."

Jiang Shuzhou is never stingy; as long as Booker can demonstrate his value, he's willing to give him a little something in return.

After all, the entire book belongs to Jiang Shuzhou, so giving it to him is not a loss, even if it's just a transfer from one hand to the other.

"My respected master, your..."

Booker started offering emotional support to Jiang Shuzhou again, clearly indicating his desire to improve.

Some leaders prefer subordinates who get things done, while others prefer subordinates who know how to flatter them.

Jiang Shuzhou was different; he liked subordinates who were both capable of getting things done and good at flattering him.

Apart from Devalin being a technician, everyone else was in the same situation. Even the taciturn Chahara could provide emotional value to Jiang Shuzhou.

Although this treasure hunt didn't yield the button that could directly destroy the Elven race, Jiang Shuzhou did obtain a spell that could detect the Elven bloodline.

This will make an outstanding contribution to Jiang Shuzhou's complete eradication of the underground elves.

Soon, Jiang Shuzhou returned to the camp, sent Jim away, and then went into the laboratory.

He's going to make some fun little things.

For example, there's an instrument that can automatically detect the bloodline of the Elven race, specifically designed to prevent incomplete extermination.

And who knows, this thing might be useful in the future.

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War is always accompanied by death.

Especially conquest.

The roars of tens of thousands of orcs shattered the town's tranquility.

The people were horrified to find themselves surrounded by orcs.

The soldiers fought desperately, but to no avail.

To survive, they had only one choice: to surrender.

"Hello, I am the city lord here."

A thin man was brought in by the orcs with trepidation, but he soon discovered that the person sitting in the main seat was not the strong orc he had imagined.

It's humans, on the contrary.

"I understand. Take him away."

The man paid him no attention and simply took him away.

The man in the main seat was naturally Hayes.

Hayes was in a real bind at this time, as his lord always seemed to be giving him difficult problems.

What does it mean to fight a war while searching for people?

They're looking for a little girl, and with the chaos of war, they're not giving any directions, and they don't even know what she looks like. What's the point of looking?

"Sir, let's take it down first, no matter what. Besides, isn't there a general age range?"

"The old orc said from the side."

This old orc now leads the rune warriors, and he has given himself a new name: Nist.

This also signifies that he has bid farewell to the past and chosen to move towards the future.

Inside the tent, apart from Hayes, who was human, everyone else was an orc.

These are the orcs who have pledged allegiance to Jiang Shuzhou. Although they are well-fed and clothed, some of them still know nothing and can't do anything. The only thing they can do is fight.

Stronger forces prevail over more diligent labor.

So they all joined the army.

Because of Jiang Shuzhou's orders, Hayes had no choice but to let the orcs go into battle first, since no one would have expected that the leader of these orcs was actually a mage.

"I don't know what to do, I only know that following Chief Navis means I'll have food to eat and fight!"

This is a statement made by an orc officer standing nearby.

In Jiang Shuzhou's Hamlet territory, at least half of the orc troops are orc officers, after all, Jiang Shuzhou has always treated loyalists equally.

Unfortunately, the orcs' cultural literacy was not very high.

Apart from Nist, the orcs here are generally illiterate, all of them illiterate. They can carry out simple commands, but they probably can't understand anything more difficult.

"Pass down the order: do not kill underage children as much as possible, and treat prisoners of war well, except for elves."

This is Hayes' limit; if a few more conditions were added, the orcs probably wouldn't be able to remember them.

"Do not kill children, do not mistreat prisoners, but kill elves at will!"

"Kill elves freely, but don't kill children, and take fewer prisoners."

Soon, the orders were passed down from top to bottom.

Although the meaning has changed slightly, it is still generally correct.

And so, the army set off, and another war began.

I just don't know if we'll fight to the bitter end in the next town, or if we'll just surrender obediently.

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Koro, the capital city of the underground elves of Satvini, is permeated with the stench of blood, the appetizer of the birth festival, produced by the sacrifices killing each other.

These sacrifices will fight each other in various arenas until a victor is determined.

Finally, the winners will engage in a bloody duel in the largest arena in Koro, next to the Mother Tree of the Elves.

The victor will be eligible to be killed by the Elf King himself and offered to the Elf Mother Tree.

Death was their only fate; there was no way to survive.

Inside the spacious and brightly lit hall, the Elf King Falkens stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the enormous Elf Mother Tree in the distance.

It was a blood-red tree, completely different from the other Elf Mother Trees. Clearly, due to Set's experiments, this Elf Mother Tree had undergone some mutations.

"Your Majesty, chaos has broken out in the outside world again."

Behind Falkens, an old man looked worried.

"What's the rush?"

"Kliat, you're in too much of a hurry."

"What do we care about the chaos in the outside world?"

"However, many of our compatriots have not been able to return, and I suspect..."

"You suspect that the old man's descendants have returned?"

"Folkens asked."

"Yes, I suspect that the situation outside is related to the Hamlet family."

Satvini appeared very anxious; he had an innate fear of mages, which may be related to his identity as the first experimental subject.

"Don't be afraid. I already sent people to investigate. It was just a group of orcs doing it together."

"And so far, they've only managed to capture a few small towns; it's all minor skirmishes and nothing that can amount to anything."

Falks seemed very confident.

"Moreover, we must not act rashly now, after all..."

Folkens looked at the Elf Mother Tree, paused, and then continued.

"The transformation will come soon, and then our strength will reach a new level."

"In the face of absolute power, everything is illusory."

"I have destroyed the teleportation array; no one on Earth can get in now."

"You don't need to worry at all. It's not like someone's going to dig a tunnel to get here, is it?"

Falks seemed very relaxed, and even had the mood to joke.

"That's true, maybe I'm overthinking it."

After this analysis, Satvini felt much better.

"Come on, let's drink until we drop tonight!"

Falkens picked up a bottle of bright red wine, uncorked it, and drank it, looking utterly out of place and extremely strange.

Satvini was unsurprised; it seemed that this was how wine should be drunk.

The two began to drink heartily.

However, they may not know that an uninvited guest is approaching.

Jiang Shuzhou arrived in Coro.

"Halt! Are you an elf?! You filthy..."

However, he soon changed his story.

"So you are a esteemed pure-blooded elf. Welcome, Koro will always be your home."

This is because of the pendant Jiang Shuzhou was wearing.

The illusion spell on the pendant caused the city gate guards to hallucinate, allowing Jiang Shuzhou to pass through normally.

"May I ask your name?"

The guard asked politely.

"Kobe Bryant."