I, Who Wields A Hammer, Am Really A Mage!

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"Is this why you came to arrest me?"

After hearing that Mosul came to find his own purpose in order to obtain the secret of the stable awakening of the half-orc blood, Wang Zibin was shocked at first, and then he couldn't laugh or cry:

As long as Fan Mosiur is willing to spend some time and stay in Los Angeles for ten days and half a month, he may be able to see this secret himself.

Why do you need to come to the city lord's mansion to arrest Wang Zibin, so that you have become a prisoner?!

After tidying up his mood, Wang Zibin looked at the holy mage Mosul in front of him, and thought about how to deal with him.

Killing is definitely not killing.

If the outside world knows that he has killed the holy mage, one of the core deterrents of human beings, it is estimated that the whole continent will boil.

But let it go, Wang Zi~bin also dare not let it go.

After spending such a high price, even Los Angeles' hole cards were exposed, and Mosul, who was only caught, was just let go of this lightly, it would be a slap in the face!

Besides, who can calmly let go of one's own enemy?

Especially this enemy, really has the deadly ability.

This release is even more terrifying than letting the tiger go back to the mountain!

After thinking about it, Wang Zibin found that he seemed to have only one choice left:

Put Mosul under house arrest, and use him as a database to provide Los Angeles with magic materials and other high-end information...

No matter how you look at this choice, it seems a bit violent, Mosul is also a holy rank combat power after all!

It's a pity that there is no stable way to control Mosul, so Wang Zibin can only do so.

Of course, in order not to create a holy enemy for himself, Wang Zibin adopted a gentle policy.

That is to say, apart from restricting Mosul's magic power, he will not be treated harshly.

On the contrary, Wang Zibin specially arranged for Moss Ur to be the teacher of the orc school.

In this way, it was equivalent to Wang Zibin giving the secret of the stable awakening of the half-orc blood to Mo Si Xueji.

Wang Zibin believed that even if he said it, Moss Ur would not necessarily believe it.

That being the case, why not let him see the facts for himself.

From this day on, Mosul, a holy mage standing at the top of the continent, entered the half-orc school as a magic teacher and started teaching.

But the battle in Los Angeles, although short, still caused an uproar.

People of unknown powers began to sneak into Los Angeles to find out the inside story of this battle.

You must know that even people tens of kilometers away could clearly see the movements that occurred in Los Angeles.

No one would think that it would be a ninth-level powerhouse who caused Los Angeles to initiate martial law throughout the city.

Excluding the identity of the ninth rank, there is naturally only one answer left:

Holy powerhouse!

What all the forces are curious about is who is fighting with Los Angeles, which holy rank is it?

However, even though they arranged many people and spent a lot of thought, they still didn't get the real answer!

Because at that time, those who witnessed the capture of Mosul were all high-end fighters from Los Angeles!

In other words, they are all their own people!

So it is doomed that it is impossible for them to find out the truth of the matter.

However, apart from them, the incident in Los Angeles has also attracted the attention of other holy rank powerhouses!

As a figure standing at the top of the continent, the saint-level powerhouses are unknown to ordinary people, but they also have their own top circles.

Back then, the battle between Rosalind and Alves was spread all over the mainland. In the final analysis, there was too little news about the holy rank powerhouse.

His every move is enough to attract the attention of the major forces and other holy rank powerhouses.

Dragon Valley, the patriarch of the Dragon Clan, Alves, was lying in his cave, thinking about whether he should go to Los Angeles again to check it out.

Maybe this holy rank powerhouse is still his old friend.

Thinking like this, Alves slowly closed his eyes and decided to go when he woke up.

As for this sleep, whether to sleep for a month or two months is hard to say.

Half a month later, inside the half-orc school in Los Angeles.

Mosul stood on the balcony, looking at the half-orc children happily playing in the playground below, his eyes were full of thoughts:

In the past half a month, he went from being dazed at the beginning to being shocked when he saw the half-orc's blood awakening on the spot, and his mood had never been calm.

In his eyes, the half-orc students awakened their bloodlines very smoothly.

Mos Ur, who witnessed all this with his own eyes, suddenly figured out what he wanted to obtain at this moment, the secret to stably awaken the half-orc bloodline.

Moswur looked far away, saw half-orcs living in Los Angeles, with stable board and lodging, stable jobs, all-round education, and equal status, and suddenly realized.

·*·

It turns out that it is so "simple" to stably awaken the half-orc bloodline:

Give them a home, a home that is truly worthy of protection, with a happy and beautiful life!

At this moment, Mosul burst into tears and muttered to himself:

"I was wrong, my teacher was wrong, we have been wrong all along..."

No one would believe that a holy mage would have a side that could potentially shed tears.

But when the road you are pursuing yourself is all the same, how can you not shed tears?

With tears streaming down his face, Mosul quickly recovered his emotions and headed for the City Lord's Mansion.

Over the past few days, Wang Zibin has talked to Moswur many times, hoping to obtain more information.

But Mosul kept his mouth shut, and hardly revealed anything that the prince wanted to know.

But at this moment, Moswul suddenly realized, but decided to tell Wang Zibin the truth.

Because he felt that since he was on the wrong path and Wang Zibin was right, he should let the right people lead him.

Instead of going on the wrong path, go further and further.

City Lord's Mansion, living room.

Wang Zibin and Mos Ur sat opposite each other, while Mia held Wang Zibin's hand and looked at Mos Ur warily.

"Have you ever thought that half-orcs were created artificially in the first place?"

The first sentence that Moss Ur uttered made it difficult for Wang Zibin to maintain his calm face:

"How can it be?!"

No wonder Wang Zibin didn't believe it, there are more than tens of millions of orcs in the whole continent?

How could such a race be artificially created?!

Faced with Wang Zibin's disbelief, Moss Ur shook his head and opened his mouth to talk about the origin of the half-orcs...

It turned out that half-orcs were really artificially created.

But this artificial does not refer to a certain person, but a group of people:

Holy Gray Mage!

Generations of gray mages of the holy order have been continuously creating and researching half-orcs:

A gray mage with the strength of a holy rank can easily use magic and other means to mate people with monsters, thus giving birth to half-orcs...