Seeing the naked Hata Tower, which had turned into a human form, Leni covered her eyes with a scream and turned her back. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 With an embarrassed expression, the old shaman took out a piece of animal skin and put it on the body of Hayata, who had not yet awakened.

"W-This is the Mr. Boar Man?" asked Celent, incredulous. At this time, except for the slight greenery in the dark skin, the colorful magic patterns in the form of the wild boar have disappeared, and only the skin on the forehead is slightly white, which is faintly seen to be the mark of the Eye of Light.

"If the legend is correct, the current Haya Tower should have completed the process of humanization. "The old shaman's eyes were shining, and the orcs who had been completely humanized did not know how many years had passed.

"Humanization, is it a sign of the legendary orcs after they reach the Sanctuary, so the Haya Tower is actually the Sanctuary now?" asked Leni with a hint of envy. Legend has it that when the ogre reaches the Sanctuary, it will also undergo a physical change similar to the "humanization" of the boar people, but that change is unacceptable to Leni anyway.

"This is not completely certain, after all, it is just a legend that orcs can completely transform into human form when they reach the Sanctuary. A hint of loss flashed in the old shaman's eyes. Unexpectedly, the holy realm that he had been pursuing for so many years would be reached by Haya Tower so accidentally.

"It's incredible, can it be that you can break through to the Holy Domain by absorbing the power of the four major elements and the divine power?If I'm not mistaken, Haya Tower was only a seventh-level warrior before, right?" Leni didn't believe that the bottleneck of countless strong people breaking through to the Holy Domain would be so easy to break through by Haya Tower.

"I think the key is still in Voluk's Pester Elixir. The old shaman guessed.

"Possibly, my breakthrough is all thanks to that bottle of potion. Silent said with deep feelings, "I think I should have reached the realm of an intermediate priest by now, and all the intermediate divine magic can be used smoothly." ”

"But compared to the difficulty of breaking through to the Sanctuary, the breakthrough from junior priest to intermediate priest is nothing to mention - Serent, I don't mean to belittle you, and I don't think Voluk has such good intentions, if the Pester potion has such a magical effect, why don't he use it himself? As far as I know, he has also been stuck at the peak of the twelfth level for many years. Lenny, who had been framed by Voluk once, disagreed.

"Or does he just want me to test the medicine for him?" the old shaman was also puzzled. Isn't Voluk afraid that he will really break through to the Sanctuary with the help of Pest's potion?

"And after Hayata drank the potion for the first time, there was no sign of a breakthrough, but the potion turned into a giant egg and trapped Selent in it, and after Celent got out of the dome, the water vapor formed by the giant egg was absorbed by Hayata, which caused him to finally break through. Leni continued to make her point.

"This is indeed strange, could it be that the giant egg is not mysterious?" the old shaman quickly thought of the mysterious magic symbols on the giant egg shell, "Could it be ......?"

The old shaman turned his inquiring gaze to Serent, who by this time had already focused on the boar men who had been injured by Hayata's rage. These wild boars still maintain a state of worship for Hayata, and none of them care about the scars of varying degrees on their bodies.

Silent walked past the boarmen and threw recovery spells at them, inadvertently healing their wounds.

"What a nice and good boy. The old shaman exclaimed sincerely. He didn't see the parchment scroll that intrigued him from Serent's hand, but he did see Celant's actions in rescuing the boar man.

"Do you think he has any secrets?" Leni noticed the inquiring look in the old shaman's gaze at Serent.

"Reel. The old shaman reminded again, "That scroll resembles something from a legend. ”

"Legendary things?" Leni looked dazed, although she had also reached level twelve, she was still far from the old shaman in terms of knowledge, and many ancient legends and secrets she had not yet come into contact with - the inheritance of the ogre tribe was not complete, and she was able to advance to level twelve entirely by virtue of her innate magical talent.

"I need to make sure first. Although it was almost certain that it was the object, the old shaman still couldn't believe that this thing could have fallen into the hands of a priest.

The boar people lit a bonfire in the middle of the clearing, and although their homes were destroyed, it didn't matter if they had thatched huts or not, as long as there was enough food, and fortunately they were good hunters. After the wounds were healed by Serent, the boars quickly hunted for tonight's food from the forest.

"Sey, Silent, huh? There's something I'd like to ask you about. The old shaman sat by the campfire, enjoying the dinner offered by the boar people, and asked Celent beside him.

"What's the matter with the shaman?" asked Celent, swallowing the flesh of the wild fruit in his mouth.

"I noticed you have a sheepskin scroll in your hand, I don't know what it came from?" asked the old shaman, rubbing his hands together, embarrassed, lest Syrent mistake him for coveting the treasure.

"Do you mean this sheepskin scroll?" asked Celent, pulling out the parchment scroll with the Soul Resurrection Spell from his bosom.

"That's right, this is it. The old shaman said with a light in his eyes when he saw the Eye of Light and the mark of the Soul Serpent on the seal of the scroll.

"I picked it up on the edge of the Warcraft Forest. Sellent replied indifferently, though the parchment scroll had revealed its magic more than once, the scroll written in soul language still made Septant, a devout believer in the Lord of Light, feel instinctively disgusted.

"I wonder if I'll have the pleasure of seeing it with my own eyes?" asked the old shaman impatiently.

"Absolutely. Celent graciously handed over the parchment scroll.

"It's wonderful. The old shaman couldn't wait to pick it up with his hand, but just as his hand touched the scroll, a milky white lightning bolt suddenly appeared and bounced his hand away.

"It's ...... Divine Lightning?" Serent said uncertainly. Divine Lightning is a level 12 divine magic, and the lightning that fuses divine power is much more powerful than ordinary lightning magic. But this divine lightning just now didn't seem to be as powerful as the legend, it was just to prevent the old shaman from coming into contact with the parchment scroll, but the magic fluctuation was indeed the divine lightning.

"Hehe, it looks like this scroll isn't welcome for anyone other than you. The old shaman laughed dryly, he felt it much more than Serente, and when the divine lightning touched him, he could clearly feel the warning coming from the Eye of Light on the scroll.