Chapter 7 Rescue the Civet Clan
Lin Mo counted it carefully. There were sixty or seventy people in this team.
Except for twenty or thirty ordinary people, the rest are all first-order knights and above, and
even the leader is a fourth-order magician!
Compared to the civet cat family who did not even have a second-order warrior, such a lineup
was simply luxurious.
Fourth-tier magician, the human empire is really generous, Lin Mo secretly sighed in his heart.
Due to the particularity of the profession, a Tier 3 mage can dominate the victory of a battle of
100 people, not to mention a Tier 4 mage.
Moreover, magicians have extremely high requirements for talents, and training them is also very
resource-intensive. Basically, magicians above the fourth rank are willing to join the royal family
of each empire or open their own schools, and few of them join the army.
No wonder the civet clan will be captured, and there are fourth-order magicians in charge. Even
if there are two more orc clans, it will be a free share.
"Mother! Clansmen!"
Qingyou hid in the tree and looked at the civet matriarch and the clansmen who were imprisoned
below. Her beautiful eyes were full of anger, and her knuckles were all bluish white.
"Young patriarch, that fourth-order magician is also there, can we really beat them?"
The existence of the fourth-order magician still shocked the hearts of these cat people, someone
asked softly.
"Shut up! You have witnessed miracles with your own eyes, how could you ask such a stupid
question! My civet clan has sworn to be loyal believers of the God of Fire. If you dare to question,
don't blame me for expelling you from the clan."
When Qingyou heard this, her face suddenly turned cold, and she said it rudely.
"Yes...sorry! I'll never dare again."
The cat man was sweating profusely, and quickly apologized.
Seeing that Qingyou's belief was so firm, Lin Mo felt even more satisfied.
In order to convince the cat people completely, Lin Mo also decided to show his strength
completely.
At this moment, a gust of wind blew, and Lin Mo immediately jumped up from Qingyou's hand,
and followed the gust of wind to the human team below.
"God of Fire felt my sincerity, follow me down, and rescue the clan under the guidance of the
gods."
Seeing Lin Mo move, Qingyou shouted excitedly, all the cat people on the tree followed her and
jumped to the ground.
"Oh? Isn't this the cat people who escaped? You dare to come back. Well, let me punish you with
the harshest ice magic, and atone for me in the pain of your soul trembling!"
The fourth-order magician saw Qingyou and others appear, and a sneer appeared on his face.
He waved the blue staff in his hand and said arrogantly.
"Qingyou, my children, why are you back? Run away with your clan!"
The civet patriarch in the cage was also taken aback and shouted hurriedly.
"You damned human thieves, we have sought the protection of the gods, mother, clansmen,
don't be afraid, the gods will guide the future of our civet cat family!"
Facing dozens of human knights and the fourth-order magician, Qingyou shouted without fear.
"Hehe, what kind of god will bless you lowly orcs, I'm afraid it's not desperate and crazy, then I
will pity you and give you a relief..."
The fourth-order magician sneered and raised the wand in his hand, aiming at Qingyou.
boom!
At this moment, a red mushroom cloud suddenly rose from the center of the entire human team.
Those knights were instantly burned to the point of crying. As for ordinary human soldiers, they
were directly cremated into black ashes!
Chapter 8 Divine Grace
"what happened!"
The fourth-order magician had quick eyes and quick hands, and immediately condensed an ice
crystal shield beside him. Even so, he still burned his arm.
Just when Qingyou was talking just now, the small fireball that Lin Mo had transformed into had
silently moved to the best position.
This explosion of flames, which the human team never expected, was the best way of
appearance designed by Lin Mo.
Not only the human team, but even the imprisoned cat people were stunned on the spot.
Before everyone could react, Lin Mo formed a giant face in the middle of the flames, looking
down at cats and humans.
"I, the god of flames, promised to protect the civet cat family, can you all take me as your belief
and serve me from generation to generation?"
The flames, the hot wind, and the high temperature in front of them distorted the space. In this
environment, the cat people listened to Lin Mo's solemn and solemn voice, and were so excited
that they even shed tears.
The cat people are a weak race, they usually vassalize under other orcs to provide the power of
faith for the gods believed by other races.
Seeing that there are gods who are willing to protect their own race, one can imagine the
excitement in the hearts of the civet cats.
"The civet cat family is willing to worship the god of flames from generation to generation, serve
the god of flames, and become the most devout believers of flames!"
With tears in his eyes, the civet patriarch knelt down in the prison.
"The civet family is willing to worship the god of flames from generation to generation..."
With the patriarch taking the lead, hundreds of civet clansmen knelt down together, and the
sound of pious oath resounded throughout the world.
"God's punishment."
After seeing all the civet clan members swear, Lin Mo's flaming face turned to the human team,
and he spit out two words coldly.
boom!
The 500,000 combustion value exploded at the same time, and Lin Mo also used the
compression flame and burst combustion at the same time, and the surging flame instantly filled
the entire valley.
To the surprise of the civet clansmen, the overwhelming flames seemed to have spirituality and
did not hurt them, but passed by them and even burned their cages.
"God's grace is great! God's grace is great!"
Under such a miracle, the civet clansmen were even more grateful to Lin Mo, and collectively
knelt on the ground and kowtowed with tears in their eyes.
"Ding, burn a second-order knight to death and gain 60 experience points."
"Ding, burn a first-order knight to death and gain 40 experience points."
...
Lin Mo didn't have the heart to enjoy the prayers of thanksgiving from the civet clansmen at this
time. He stared at his attribute panel excitedly, watching the experience on it rise wildly.
The upgrade in the early stage was very fast, and Lin Mo had a hundred times the upgrade rate,
and soon, he rose to level 9 Fire Essence!
Looking around, those knights and soldiers have all died in the sea of fire, and only the fourth-
order magician is still relying on the ice crystal shield to survive.
"The fourth-order magician is the best. He used all two skills and such a big fire didn't burn him
to death."
Lin Mo looked at the fourth-order magician and said playfully.
But although this guy is not dead, he has almost reached the limit at this moment, his magic
power is almost exhausted, and the blue magic wand in his hand is also cracked by the fire.
"The great fire... God of fire, these orcs are extremely inferior and the number is still small. Please
go to our Bernard Empire to find believers. As long as you don't kill me, I can apply to the empire
and provide you with thousands of people. The power of faith!"