An invincible journey that begins with a different race

"Can you please take that thing out of your nose? You make me feel like a piece of trash."

Yes, in order to fight against the terrible smell of Brutz, several people stuffed their noses with paper balls before they dared to stand next to him.

"You were picked out of the trash by us." Stank wanted to pat Bruz on the shoulder, but after thinking for a long time, he really didn't know where to start, so he slowly took it back, "You Do you know how much risk we took to bring you here? I advise you to take a bath quickly, otherwise Tsita will definitely kick you out, taking us with him."

Bruce raised his hand with some confusion and smelled his armpit: "Does my body really smell so bad? I don't even smell it myself, you guys..."

He just raised his hand, and everyone took a step back in unison, making Brutz's face look extremely ugly.

"Okay, okay, I'm going to take a shower." Bruce was about to get off the table.

At this time Aesop stood up: "It's okay, let me help you."

Bruce didn't know Aesop, and he didn't know what Aesop wanted to do. He just saw Aesop raise his hand and draw a circle in the air, forming a magical halo. As the halo spread, No one could really smell the stench anymore. On the contrary, there was still a faint fragrance in the air, which came from Bruce.

"Okay, Aesop." Stank was very surprised, "You can actually do this kind of magic."

"It's indeed quite powerful." Jer nodded and agreed with Aesop.

Ganqiu also gave a thumbs up to Aesop: "I didn't expect you to be so powerful. Very good. You will also be my friend Ganqiu from now on."

Halflings are known not to like bathing very much.

"How can a mere smell separate us?"

Just like that, several people stood beside Bruce again.

Bruce also sniffed his body carefully and found that he could no longer smell any odor, so he extended his hand to Aesop: "Thank you, little brother, although I don't know your name yet, but I know more I wonder how you did it.”

"Nothing, it's very simple." Aesop said, "I just used magic to change your sense of smell."

"...What?" Stank felt something was wrong, "Changed our sense of smell?"

"Yes, let your brain think that the current smell is fragrant." Aesop tapped his nose with his finger, "This way you won't reject the smell."

"In other words, the original smell has not changed?"

"No."

Everyone silently took a few steps back and glared at Aesop: "Can't you just remove the odor from his body?"

"This..." Aesop shook his head, "I can't."

"..."

Everyone no longer knows how to complain. It is clear that magic that can change other people's sensory perception is definitely a very advanced and complex magic. Aesop knows this, but not a simpler cleaning magic?

How could this be... Well, with Aesop, everything is impossible.

Although the essential problem has not been solved, the problem has been solved in essence. At least they can tolerate the smell of Brutz for the time being and ask Brutz what happened last night.

"Why are you looking for those low-level dream demons?" Ganqiu said, "Are you desperate for your life?"

Bruz sighed and said: "Actually, I didn't want to do it at first, but when I passed by that store, the proprietress of that store looked at me like that."

"What kind of eyes?"

"It's that kind of contemptuous look." Bruce seemed reluctant to recall, but he still tried to describe it to everyone, "Have you ever had that kind of experience, that kind of look when you were young? When you were still playing in the mud wearing crotchless pants, the aunt next door saw your little bird when she passed by, and then she smiled and said, 'It's so cute.'"

Click, click, click.

Aesop heard a strange sound. He turned around and saw that Stank, Jer and Ganqiu all clenched their fists in unison, making a loud crunching sound.

"I understand what you mean." Stank clenched his fists, "Someone said this to me 20 years ago."

"Me too." Jer gritted his teeth, "Someone said this to me 200 years ago."

"I had the same experience." Ganqiu trembled all over, "Someone said this to me two days ago."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was startled, and their eyes immediately fell on Gan Qiu.

Ganqiu was also stunned for a moment, and then became anxious.

"Why are you looking at me like that?!"

"Hey, aren't we talking about Blues?!"

"Damn it, what's with this pitiful look? Damn it, my fist is really going to get hard, it's really going to get hard!"

Amid Ganqiu's angry protest, everyone still didn't dare to pat him on the shoulder to express condolences, and once again turned their attention to Brutz.

"Is that why you went in?" Stank asked.

Bruce nodded, and then clenched his fists: "What I think is, you can't embarrass a man no matter what. No man can stand that kind of look."

Everyone nodded: "That's true."

"So, in order to prove myself, I walked in resolutely, alone." Bruz raised a finger, "I am one, and I will fight sixteen, without any fear."

"I fought with them all night and defeated fifteen of them. The last one was about to collapse due to exhaustion."

"It was almost dawn at this time. I thought the battle was over. When I was about to leave, I was attacked by the last guy."

"She took advantage of me not paying attention to deceive and sneak attacks on me. My body was no longer in its prime state. In the end, I missed the mark by one move and failed to complete the feat of one against sixteen."

After saying that, Bruce sighed.

"Although it's only a little bit close, I still embarrassed us all."

Listening to Brutz's description, Stank, Jer and Ganqiu couldn't help but exchange looks with each other.

"What's wrong?" Bruce saw something was wrong with his companions.

Stank asked hesitantly: "Are you really one against sixteen? No one else?"

"Of course, I'm enough."

Jer was also hesitant: "Did you really fight until dawn alone?"

"Can such a thing be false?" Brutz patted his withered muscles, "Don't you still understand my strength? A mere sixteen low-level dream demons, in just one night, can It’s not that I just completed a difficult task and my body has not yet returned to its best condition, and these sixteen low-level dream demons are definitely not under my control.”

In the end, it was Ganqiu who stood up: "Well, Bruce, it's not that everyone doesn't want to believe you. Actually, last night you... uh."

Ganqiu thought for a while, but still didn't sell Aesop.

"We accidentally passed by there last night."

Bruce's confident smile disappeared little by little, but he still pretended to be calm: "Oh, really? Then have you seen my heroic appearance in fighting?"

Ganqiu scratched his head and answered hesitantly: "I'm not sure whether you are heroic or not. When we got there, you were already..."

"...It's just a carpet."

Bruce's smile disappeared completely.

46 I cut it, but there is no reaction.

Bruce lit the cigarette with trembling hands, and then talked about the past...that is, the experience last night. Of course, this time it was real.

"Only the first half hour... Okay, only the first 15 minutes... Why are you looking at me like this? Okay, ok, only the first 10 minutes, this really can't be less." Bruz was very worried. He said depressedly, but when he saw a few people still looking at him with distrustful eyes, he became so angry that he almost threw the cigarette butt in his hand at everyone's face, "You didn't believe it for 10 minutes?! You bastards, do you think I’m just ‘one, two, three, four, I’m fine’ in your eyes?!”

"No, no, no." Everyone shook their heads and waved their hands, "We believe you, of course we believe you, just keep talking."

"Okay, in 'one, two, three, four'... Bah, bah, bah, in 10 minutes, there are only 10 minutes to enjoy." Bruce took a long puff of cigarette, and then recalled with pain on his face, " What happened after that was complete torture. Do you understand that kind of pure torture? They were like locusts, swarming up and instantly drowning me in the sea of ​​people. You couldn’t even see clearly. How many of them are there? I can only feel the pain of being eaten..."

"Your description is really detailed enough." Stank scratched his head.

"It's better to say it's too detailed." Ganqiu nodded in agreement.

"TMD, if it weren't for this, how could you feel the same way as me?" Bruz said, "Don't talk about the pleasure, I even lost consciousness very quickly, I just felt someone squirming on my body, and my body was being squeezed bit by bit. Hollowed out, and the kind of hollowed out that is irreversible. If those pig people hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid I would really have to tell them where they were, so I'm quite grateful to them and will never talk about them again. What a bad word, it turns out that only half-orcs are half-orcs’ best brothers.”

"One thing is true, it is true that the descendants of those pig people have fallen on you." Ganqiu couldn't help but say something mean.

Bruz glared at Ganqiu, who immediately covered his mouth and stopped talking.

"Anyway, I woke up once in the middle, and it was the scene you saw. Several guys stood on top of me and groaned, haha." Bruce took another puff and finished the cigarette, "But I have to say something. Yes, that was the most relaxing time since I entered that room. Being used as a cushion is really much more comfortable than being eaten as a piece of meat."

After saying that, Bruce sighed heavily again.

"Anyway, my narrow escape this time can be regarded as a lesson to you. Don't go to that store because you are greedy for cheap or want to prove your strength. You also know that my strength is He is considered powerful among you..."

"Then I don't agree." Stank immediately shook his head, then flexed his muscles, "I am indestructible."

"I don't agree either." Jier also denied, "I have the blessing of magic power."

"You and I are different." Ganqiu said proudly, "Anyway, the Dream Demons have the same expression whether I enter or not. They have no idea what my strength is!"

Everyone immediately turned their heads and looked at Ganqiu, the pity in their eyes even stronger.

"Hey, hey, what's your expression?! Aren't we persecuting Bruce? Why are you looking at me like this! Ah, isn't it the most basic thing to hide your strength, you bastards!"

Every time he wanted to persecute Bruz, he ended up persecuting Ganqiu.

"Can you please stop being stubborn in a place like this?" Bruce said depressedly, "Get the point straight, I'm just saying that you should learn from me and never go to that place in the future. If you have to If you go there, you must not go alone. Going there alone is really asking for death. The pigs yesterday were all in groups, let alone us."

"Don't worry, we won't go to that kind of place." Stank patted Brutz on the shoulder, "You go to the Dream Demon Shop to enjoy yourself, not to be tortured, right? Slow down. Well, let me introduce our new friend to you, he needs your help very much! Ah, you already know his name, come on, Aesop, let's get to know Bruce formally."

"Oh, I'm sorry, Aesop, I made you see me in such a mess for the first time we met." Bruce stretched out his hand towards Aesop, "Actually, even though I'm weaker now, in fact I'm still Very reliable.”

Aesop did not shake hands with Bruz, but looked at Bruz carefully. Then in Bruz's doubtful eyes, he said slowly: "I feel you are sick."

Bruce was stunned for a moment, and then got angry: "You are the only one who is sick..."

"I mean, you are sick now." Aesop waved his hand and explained, "Your mental state and magic power fluctuations are very wrong. I have read about it in the book. If I am not wrong, this should be typical. Postwar stress-trauma syndrome.”

Everyone was stunned by Aesop's words. Bruz subconsciously wanted to deny it, but he felt that the term sounded too professional and it was difficult to deny it.

"What does this mean?" Bruce asked, "How come I've never heard of it."

"It is relatively rare now." Aesop said, "This is a symptom often suffered by people who have experienced war years. The specific manifestation is fear of war, so that the tragic scenes of war are often remembered in the mind, and the inability to use magic power. Subconsciously, magic has been used as a tool of war, and because of the fear of war, everyone rejects magic."

Bruce laughed when he heard this: "Does what you said have anything to do with me? I have never experienced a war."

"But didn't you experience a 'big battle' last night?" Aesop said, "It's essentially the same."

"How can this be the same?" Brutz said, "It's not the same thing. I don't have the symptoms you mentioned."

Aesop slowly uttered: "Blanket."

Bruce immediately covered his head with a painful look on his face: "The bad memories of NMD are coming back... Wait, this doesn't count. How can this count? After what happened last night, it's impossible for anyone to Forget it immediately."

"Then let's change the angle." Aesop waved his hand, and then his eyes gradually lowered, "Can you still fight?"

Bruce was immediately irritated. Being questioned by the same sex is more terrifying than being questioned by the opposite sex. He slammed the table: "Are you provoking me? Don't underestimate us dog orcs!"

"Then you'll know if you try it?"

"Then you look good to me." Bruce sat up straight.

Build up!

Build up!

Build up!

Everyone was staring at him.

He accumulated strength for a full minute, but... there was no reaction.

"Ahem, cough, cough, I'm not in a good condition today." A blush appeared on Bruz's furry face. He coughed twice and said, "I was really injured last night. It's normal that I haven't recovered now." Yes, but as long as today is over...oh no, as long as night comes, I will attack in full power and crush all doubts!"

Aesop didn't say anything, picked up the chopsticks from the table next to him, and then hit Bruz on the head.

"What are you doing?" Bruce was a little confused.

"'The Prank of the Goddess of Time'." Aesop said, "I have restored your physical condition to three days later. You should be able to feel this."

"Uh, indeed." Bruce was very surprised, "You actually know such magic?"

Aesop nodded: "You can try it now."

Seeing this scene, Jer's mouth twitched.

The prank of the goddess of time... If he remembered correctly, this should be a forbidden curse, right?

It's really boring to use a forbidden spell just to see if the place is still alive.

"Really? Then just keep an eye on me." Bruz plucked up the courage again, and when he was about to use his strength again, he suddenly felt that his little brother was being stared at by four men at the same time, which felt a little weird. , "How can I accumulate strength with you like this!"

Aesop did not speak, but stepped forward and touched Bruce's head, and then waved his fingers in the air, leaving magic traces one after another. Soon, these magic traces outlined a big white bear.

"Oh oh oh oh, this is my favorite incubus!" Bruce became excited, "You can actually do this!"

"Can you try it now?"

"Of course!" Bruce growled, "Please keep an eye on me!"

Bruce already felt countless power surge up in his body.