Chapter 49 The Dark Land. Trial

The residence of the scepter priest Dotry is luxurious and magnificent, and his attitude is reserved and cold.

After hearing about Leon's intention, the priest, who was so bloated that he didn't look like a wolf, gave him a few words of encouragement, and then left his residence and went to the temple.

But he left a temple knight to answer Leon's questions.

This proud temple wolf knight is quite polite to Leon, a native turtle from the countryside. After all, there are not many people who can see Dotry in person.

From his mouth, Leon learned a lot about the Beast Soul Warrior.

In the Bimon orcs, as long as the barbarian warriors reach level six are qualified to apply to the temple for the trial of being promoted to the beast soul warrior, twice a year.

The first level is the qualification test, which requires all applicants to enter the dark place to complete the designated task. If they do not complete it within the specified time, they will be disqualified, but they can apply again next time.

Under the deep underground of the glorious continent, there is another dark world. This underground world has existed for countless years, and a brilliant civilization has been born, but it fell in the era of the ancient continent.

Dwarves, gobs, and dark elves, including some demons, are all ethnic groups from the underground world. Most of them have become vassals of the four races of the mainland, and there are also ethnic groups that have developed a reading ability. Over thousands of years, they have gradually cut off the connection with the underground world and become a member of the glorious continent.

But the underground race still exists and continues to develop. After a long war, the dark elves have become one of the hegemons of the underground world. They often attack the residents on the ground with the help of passages to the ground and plunder human slaves and food supplies.

There are also some ferocious underground monsters that will also come out to disturb. The destruction of these underground monsters and dark elves has become an important business for many mainland mercenaries. Even some brave mercenary adventurers dare to enter the underground world to find wealth - underground deposits, materials, and relics of fallen civilization are all drooping. A good thing to salivate.

And those larger areas where underground creatures are haunted on the ground are often called dark places.

On the glorious continent, there are quite a lot of dark places, all in the territory of the four major races. There is one in the forest a hundred miles southwest of Tormond City. The getters often encircle and clean it up to prevent the flood of monsters from threatening the residents of the surrounding area.

However, due to the vast and complex terrain of this dark land, the underground monsters are repeatedly suppressing, and the gacy army can only control it.

Because of the special features of the dark place, the kingdom and the temple regard it as a place of trial.

"According to the past practice, as long as you hunt an underground warcraft or a dark elf within the specified time, you can complete the task by getting their heads." The wolf knight explained.

"Which goal is easier?" Leon asked.

"Of course it's Warcraft!" The wolf knight replied without hesitation: "The underground black elves are a natural fighting race. They usually only move at night or in places where there is no sunshine. They are good at hiding camouflage and sneak attacks."

"When you complete the task, remember not to walk in the dark. Even if we beast soul warriors encounter black elf scouts and hunters, it is very troublesome!"

"I see, I will be careful." Leon nodded.

"There are many soldiers who participate in the trial every year. In order to ensure your own safety, after entering the dark place, you'd better find a few reliable partners to form a team, which is allowed by the rules." The Wolf Knight continued: "But the number of people in the team should not be too large, because it may attract a large number of monsters to besiege, with three or five people as the best."

After a little hesitation, the Wolf Knight said, "If you form a team, sometimes you should be careful of your teammates. You can't find enough prey all the time."

Lei Anxin is slightly a little.

He wanted to ask more questions, but looking at the other party's expression, he obviously didn't want to talk more, so Leon could only put his doubts in his heart.

After this long talk, Leon has a comprehensive and detailed understanding of the process of being promoted to the Beast Soul Warrior.

"According to the rules of the temple, no one can interfere in the warrior's trial and soul casting ceremony, and Lord Dotry is no exception, so he can't give you too much help in this regard." The wolf knight said at the end.

Is it really like this? Leon didn't think so.

The existence of a privileged class must have special cases and [***]. Is the high temple really pure and spotless?

I'm afraid only the most simple and pious orcs will believe it!

Isn't the arrogant capital of the lion nobleman that Leon met last night the nephew of a scepter priest?

However, for Leon, he really did not rely on the idea of Priest Dotry. Knowing the relevant inside story has achieved the purpose of this trip. He is completely confident that he can complete all the tests with his own strength!

"Thank you for your advice. I hope I can fight side by side with you one day!" Leon got up and thanked the other party.

The wolf knight smiled, but the smile on his wolf's face was somewhat ferocious: "I also wish you a smooth passage of the trial!"

.........

Eight days later, on the Shenhui Square.

The originally deserted square became very lively. Hundreds of six-level barbarian soldiers who came here from the southwest province, as well as thousands of relatives and friends who came to cheer for them, filled half of the square.

"Brother Lei, we are here waiting for your victory!"

Leon hugged and said goodbye to Rock Hammer, Aklan and others one by one. The team of the testers was gathering, and the horns were blowing in the square.

I signed up the day before and officially left today. Now there is still half a month before the New Year's festival.

This time, more than 400 barbarian warriors participated in the trial, which is said to be the largest number in the southwest province in the past decade. However, according to past experience, no more than one-tenth of the people who can eventually become beast soul warriors, and the elimination rate has reached more than 90%.

Some people will even die in the process of trial.

The temple sent three priests, and the grison sent a team of cavalry to escort the testers to the dark place.

Dozens of military transport carriages lined up in the square, like a long black dragon.

"All get on the bus and get ready to go!"

The leader roared, and his slightly hoarse voice echoed over the square.

"Wait for me to come back, stay in the city obediently and don't cause trouble!"

Leon patted the head of the little fire hammer and finally ordered, and then jumped into the carriage closest to him.

Let's go!

Under the guidance of a team of cavalry, a long convoy left Shenhui Square and headed in the direction of Dongchengmen.

In the rear, there was a crowd of farewells, and their cheers went straight to the sky.

There are fifteen or sixteen people in Leon's carriage, basically lions, tigers, wolves, bears, leopards and cattle. Most of them are young soldiers, all of whom are armed.

Because they didn't know each other, the atmosphere in the carriage was very dull and no one spoke.

The carriage pulled by four horns was very fast. It didn't take much time to drive out of the East Gate and then follow the road to the southwest.

Leon glanced around the carriage and found that there were four lions and tigers, and three wolves in the orcs, which accounted for eleven places, while the three bears, lepards and cows, including him, were only five, which was a big difference in number.

This is not accidental. Whether it is a beast soul warrior or a shaman priest, it is said that the upper clan occupies at least 70% or 80%. They seem to be naturally favored by the beast god, and the success rate of promotion to the beast soul warrior is much higher than that of the lower clan.

The proportion of the upper ethnic group does not exceed 20% of the total orcs, and the lack of core combat power is one of the important reasons for the retreat of the Bimon orcs in the process of fighting against the elves.

However, under such circumstances, the six upper clans who hold the power of the kingdom are still unwilling to give more resources and help to the lower clans, and often intrigue with each other for power.

Leon clearly remembered that the night before he left, Elder Munstein had a helpless and sad look on his face when he mentioned these things.

Thinking of this, Leon suddenly became in a bad mood, and the excitement and joy of participating in the trial disappeared. He reached out and pulled a cigar from his belt.

He sits in the outermost part of the carriage, so smoking will not affect others. Let's relieve the loneliness of the journey with cigarettes!

Cigars are the latest made, and the tobacco leaves are purchased in Tomond City.

This tobacco leaf is a kind of magic material. Its name is green leaf, and the price is not too expensive. Leon bought dozens of pounds of dried leaves in one go and baked and dried by himself.

Although the process can only be said to be rough and sloppy due to time, it is more than enough to satisfy Leon's tobacco addiction.

It's just that this cigar is absolutely unique on the glorious continent. The orc warriors in the same car watched Leon light up the cigar and swallow the fog, all of whom showed a look of surprise and doubt. They didn't understand what he was doing.

"I said, brother, what are you doing?"

Before Leon finished smoking a cigar, a bold-looking tiger warrior sitting opposite him finally couldn't help but be curious.

Leon smiled and took out a cigar and handed it to the other party: "This is called a cigar, which is made of my own green leaves. It can refresh your mind by smoking it with a fire. Would you like to try it?"

"Cigar..." The tiger warrior read this rather strange name and took it rudely: "How do you smoke this? Do you want to suck it in your mouth?"

"Like me, nod your head first..." Leon demonstrated with a smile.

"Cough! Cough!"

The tiger warrior learned to take a sip, but he used too much force and choked to death on the spot.