You Specialize in Taming Frogs

The concentrated essential oil was like a powder keg that had been suppressed to the extreme. The moment a spark touched it, it began to writhe and thrash like a dancer, creating a series of popping and throbbing sounds.

Propelled by the essential oil, the flames instantly covered the faces of these creatures, especially the Cavefolk, who instinctively covered his eyes with his hands. But the flames clung to his hands like a plague, and as he rubbed his hands against his body, they spread all over his body in the blink of an eye.

The pungent smell of burning hair spread freely in the air, and the flames penetrated the delicate muscle tissue beneath the skin's pores. The oil was squeezed out, sizzling and bubbling, and within half a minute, the skin sac swelled up like a balloon.

Bang!

With the first explosion, a series of crackling sounds, like firecrackers, followed, releasing a faint aroma of meat.

But the aroma made the Minotaur in the distance vomit, forcing them to turn away.

Even though the three girls before the burning at the stake were all pale, they still held the scriptures in their hands and mumbled some kind of verses.

As the chanting intensified, a thin wisp of transparent energy could be faintly seen flying out from the burning body and entering the girl's body.

"Devouring Curse?"

Li Ziran was slightly surprised. This was clearly devouring souls, but it was completely different from his Devouring Curse.

It seems that only with the aid of specific scriptures and burning at the stake can these souls be squeezed out.

Just like those exquisite dishes, they require the perfect environment.

The meat had changed from its initial aroma to a slightly charred smell, and the surface flesh and blood had been burned away completely, with only the skeleton struggling to stay afloat in the flames.

The screams had completely ceased, leaving only the crackling of flames in the air.

But at this moment, the soul within these skeletons begins to radiate outwards, like a bowl of noodles, perfectly cooked when the broth is at its richest.

With each recitation, a wisp of light was drawn out from the girl's body, followed by a faint white glow that swirled gently above her head before slowly sinking into her brow.

It was undoubtedly Devouring Curse. Li Ziran unconsciously compared it and found that the one in front of him was clearly more advanced, or more precisely, more refined.

His 'Devouring Curse - Serpent' completely devoured the soul whole, while the girl in front of him processed and decomposed the soul bit by bit, absorbing it slowly and thoroughly.

The difference in quality is immediately apparent.

"Li, would you like to give it a try?" the girl beside him asked, pushing the scripture in her hand forward.

The inquiry was somewhat abrupt and startled me, but upon seeing the scriptures, I couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion.

The skin was purplish-gold.

For Witch Doctor, the more Devouring Curse he knows, the better, as this means he can adapt to more complex environments.

But just as he looked over, a cold gaze stopped him. It was from Cavis by the campfire, and a strong warning seemed to emanate from him.

Li Ziran shook his head, opened his hand, and a golden light shone from it. "I only know how to save people; these hands cannot be stained with blood."

Although he really liked it, he had to find a reason to refuse. Besides, he really wouldn't dare to try such an unknown spell.

What if these three girls are feigning innocence and it's a trap they deliberately set?

This is Wasteland; anything can happen here.

"Really?" The girl was still a little unwilling and advised, "It's actually very simple. Just apply the essential oil to the other person's body, light a torch, and recite the fixed scriptures. You don't need to feel any burden. They are all cultists of the Dark Council. We are Redemption Spell his soul."

Dark Council? Redemption Spell of Souls?

Li Ziran glanced subconsciously at the completely extinguished flames, only to find that they were members of the Dark Council, though these people weren't very strong.

As for Redemption Spell the soul, Li Ziran had no belief in it at all. As the most mysterious realm, how could an ordinary Human Race girl know whether his soul was Redemption Spell after he burned his body?

Even if Redemption Spell is successful, where does the soul go?

He had countless reasons to refute them, but he didn't say a word. These people were no ordinary individuals; they were either Judgment the Dark Council, the Justice Alliance, or the Inquisition.

He doesn't need to stir up trouble.

People die every day, and just because the punishments here are a bit cruel doesn't mean he should be overwhelmed with sympathy.

The biggest taboo for survival is excessive sympathy; he would only spend one night with the Minotaur before continuing his journey.

"Really not going to give it a try? I have a few spares." The girl persisted, "I don't believe you've never killed anyone. Don't lie to me. How could someone survive alone in the Wasteland be so clean?"

This question made Li Ziran somewhat embarrassed; it was truly a major flaw of his. But for now, he could only stubbornly insist, "I really don't kill people. It's taboo. Once I'm stained with blood, the Purification Art I've cultivated will completely disappear."

At this moment, the sparks in the flames disappeared, and after a thin soul floated out, no new one appeared, clearly indicating that the pressure had been exhausted.

The other two girls chuckled and leaned closer, explaining, "I've also heard of a group of people whose Healing Art incredibly powerful, but it completely fails if they break a certain taboo. Li, I never imagined you'd cultivate such benevolent magic!"

Li Ziran felt somewhat embarrassed, especially with the girl's somewhat adoring gaze, which made him lose face.

This caused him immense inner turmoil!

If he weren't afraid of getting into trouble, he really wouldn't want to waste time with these girls. It's so late at night, shouldn't they be getting a good night's sleep and replenishing their energy by the warm campfire?

Unfortunately, the girl seemed unsatisfied with the punishment she had just endured, while the man in black robes dared not approach her. As for Cavis, he quietly guarded the campfire, seemingly lost in thought.

Clearly, these girls are no ordinary people; they are likely human nobles. However, since these people refer to the members of the Dark Council as cultists, they are most likely members of the Inquisition. Only this organization would have such a strong preference for burning at the stake.

If it were the Justice Alliance, they would use light magic to evaporate the soul.

Li Ziran is now a member of the Shadow Society, although it's just a private organization. However, the Shadow Badge in his Spirit World might be discovered by Cavis.

He used to be able to act without restraint, but now he has to be more careful.

"Gentlemen, I'm very happy to see humans in the Wasteland, but I have to travel tomorrow and need to rest." Li Ziran said, stood up and walked towards the Minotaur camp.

"Wait!" Just then, a girl suddenly exclaimed, "You're not a priest!"

Li Ziran's heart skipped a beat. Had he given himself away? But that shouldn't be the case; he hadn't said he was a priest. He turned around blankly and saw the girl closest to him staring at him intently, pointing at his belt. "You're a beast tamer, right!"

Call!

Li Ziran breathed a long sigh of relief; that scared the baby to death.

Fortunately, just in case, he wasn't wearing a wizard's robe; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to explain himself even if he was in the right.

Only after the girl pointed it out did the other two notice that Li Ziran had several Frog hanging from his waist. One of them seemed to be alive, and it excitedly jumped up the moment the girl pointed it out.

"Oops!"

It was that Cavefolk. He'd gotten carried away and instinctively tried to knock the frog out, but the girl was faster. She ran over and caught the Frog, looking up at Li Ziran with tender eyes, pleading, "Big brother, please leave this one for me to play with. I've never seen such a cute Frog before."

"Yeah, the Wasteland is so boring. You can't see any animals at all. I even have a kitten at home, but unfortunately, we can't bring it out for this trial."

"You're an animal trainer, right? You specialize in taming Frog, aren't you?"

Li Ziran was speechless. What use was it for him to tame Frog? Did he expect them to form Frog army and destroy humanity?

These three girls must be mentally challenged. What kind of fun are they having in the middle of the night in the Great Wasteland? He had no interest in playing around here. Just as he was about to turn around, there was a whooshing sound, as if something was attacking him.

Hidden weapon?

Li Ziran's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously raised his arm to block it, but the moment the thing touched his arm, it bounced off and landed on the floor not far away.

After a soft, gliding motion, it jingled and stuck to the floor, now glowing a mesmerizing golden light in the campfire.

Gold?

It was a gleaming gold coin!

"Play with the three ladies for a while, this is a reward for you," Cavis said quietly, sitting by the campfire. Clearly, he had been observing the three girls closely.

But Li Ziran paid more attention to the expressions of the men in black robes. When the gold coins appeared, these men remained calm, as if they hadn't seen the money at all.

Gold coins!

One is worth a hundred silver coins!

In the Great Wasteland, a single ordinary silver coin would be enough for an ordinary tribe to fight tooth and nail for, but now it can be earned simply by "playing around".

What kind of group is this? Three girls, one man, seven or eight people in black robes, and a group of Human Race terrain dragons. Could they be here for a trip in the Wasteland?

But the burning at the stake just now...

Is the Inquisition really that luxurious?

Li Ziran could not imagine who would be so extravagant.

But at this moment, the Minotaur in the far distance had already become agitated. Some young Minotaur even squeezed to the front, their eyes fixed on the gold coins in the corner, swallowing hard.

Clearly, this was something they had never seen before in their lives, and several of them even moved uncontrollably toward the campfire.

Sizzle!

Just then, a golden sword beam flashed past, carving a half-meter-deep trench in front of the Minotaur.

The sword light was extremely fast and accurate. If the Minotaur had moved even a little closer, its hooves would have been completely severed. But what impressed Li Ziran the most was its brightness. The moment the sword light appeared, the entire camp seemed to be illuminated.

The ability to separate Battle Qi from the body is a standard skill that surpasses that of advanced warriors and Fighter.

Warriors and Mage have corresponding ranks. After Apprentice, beginner, intermediate, and advanced levels, their bloodlines will undergo specific mutations to become Fighter, and then Battle Master, with the Title Battle Master.

The hallmark of Fighter is the outward projection of their Battle Qi.

The man's sudden, inexplicable attack with his sword was clearly a warning.

Li Ziran chuckled inwardly. Was he really that tactless?

There's really no need for that. It's just playing a Frog; a single gold coin is more than enough.

He bent down, picked up the gold coin, and gently blew on it. The sound was clear and genuine. He then casually plucked off the Frog that the Cavefolk had transformed into and placed it in front of the three girls, asking with a laugh, "Ladies, how would you like to play?"

Upon hearing his question, the three girls immediately cheered excitedly, "Jump! Let it jump high! I've been wanting to see how high Frog can jump!"

"No, that's too boring. I want it to roll around. Frog rolling around is so much fun!"

"Right, right, I've never seen Frog roll around like that before. Li, hurry up, make it roll around! I heard you can tell a frog's sex from its belly. Let's guess, is this Frog male or female? I'll bet a gold coin." As if afraid Li Ziran reveal the secret, he added, "You can't tell."

Li Ziran was speechless, not at the poor quality of the game, but at the Frog on the ground. The thought of the Cavefolk was almost at the end of his life, having to do such a difficult exercise made him worried.

"Hey buddy, could you roll over a bit?"