After receiving major Wang Ziming’s order, the orc mage named Kate walked past the people beside him and headed towards the giant snow ridge spruce.
The soldiers on both sides kept spreading out and made a wide path for him.
The ORC mage, Kate remembered his master’s order and wanted to lure the giant bird that was perched above him over.
He stopped at the edge of the forest and was about to walk out of it.
“This should be the right place,”Catyn thought in his mind.
He held the staff in his hand tightly and muttered some strange foreign language.
After about half a minute, the orc mage, catyn, finished his chant. The position of the emerald above the staff in his hand began to shine generously.
Seeing this, Catelyn no longer hesitated. He held the staff in his hand and pointed at the ground in front of him.
Instantly, the light that had gathered on the staff began to flow into the ground in a regular manner, forming a circular magic array.
