Battle of the Twin Cities: The Ninth Councilor

Chapter 166 Who is Crow's Mouth?
"I regret taking your business now, you go back and find someone else to be your guide, okay?"

Thalia stopped and looked at Marcos eagerly.

She really doesn't want to go crazy with these psychopaths, just such a few people dare to rush to the sand bandit camp?
Thalia is in the best condition, and she dare not think so when the magic can be used smoothly!
"What do you think?" Marcus moved his Atlas glove a few times, and his thick fingers on his forearm gave him a strong sense of strength just by looking at it.

"Okay..." Talia understood that from the moment Marcos told her destination, she had no chance to regret it, so she could only make up her mind to help when she was in danger. No... just run first.

Or find a bandit camp with a smaller number of people and fool around?
It's just a business, and you can't take yourself into it.

"Let's go." Marcos patted Thalia's thin arm, "Remember, I'm looking for the bandit organization with the largest scale, the largest number of people, the most brutal methods, and the most greedy for money. Don't bring kittens and dogs. Fool me, understand?"

"!!!" Thalia's pupils dilated in surprise.

How does this person know that I want to find a small camp to deal with it?

There are countless sand bandit organizations in the Shurima Desert. The large ones have tens of thousands of people, and the small ones may only have tens or hundreds of people.

But outsiders don't know this. Talia thinks it's almost enough to find dozens of people for them, and they can still escape if they can't be beaten.

"The biggest sand bandit sites are all on the traffic arteries between several big cities. Small places like Tuoling Bazaar have insufficient oil and water. The largest sand bandit organization in the vicinity is called 'Black Scorpion'. It is estimated that there are about 300 people. .” Thalia told the truth that this was the largest bandit group she could find nearby.

"If you feel dissatisfied, go deep into the Shurima Desert, and after half a month, you will reach a bandit territory with more than 1000 people. But if you go there, [-] grams of gold is not enough, you have to pay more! And you have to Keep me safe, or I refuse to go there!"

Half a month, one back and forth is a month.

Marcus frowned, the time span was too long, it was not his ideal choice.

After thinking for a while, he made up his mind: "Just go to 'Black Scorpion'!"

"Okay, keep up."

There was no other way, Talia could only lead the three of them to the territory where the Black Scorpion was, secretly praying that the Black Scorpion bandits would go out and plunder.

A group of people walked southwest for a long time, and all around was desert, and occasionally they could see some different colors from under the flying yellow sand.

Here, Marcos can't feel any vitality, only a depressing and dead atmosphere.

Cooperating with the hotter and hotter, the high temperature has exceeded 45 degrees, he can't help but feel a little irritable.

"How far is it?" Marcus took the water bottle from Clegg, took a sip of water and slowly sipped it.

Almost all the supplies they bought at the market were carried on Clegg's body, which made him, who was already strong, look even more bloated at this time.

"It's early." Thalia licked her dry lips, "It will take at least three days to get there, and it depends on the face of the sky. Although there are very few sandstorms on the edge of the desert, it is not unheard of in history. Something like that, so you better hope it doesn't happen while we're on our way."

"Hmm..." Marcus looked up into the distance, and asked an inexplicable question: "What constellation are you from?"

"Huh?" Talia was dumbfounded by this question. Does what she just said have anything to do with constellations?

"It must be the constellation of Corvus, right?" Marcus pointed to the front: "Look there."

Thalia looked up, her complexion changed suddenly.

I saw that everyone was right in front of them. It was clearly noon at this time, but the sky was dark.

"I don't think...it's me who is unlucky." Talia looked at Marcos and said silently: "I rushed all the way from the pulp printing market to the camel bell market, and I didn't encounter a single sandstorm. How about a head-on encounter with a rare fringe sandstorm?"

"Stop complaining, what should we do?" Marcus was in no mood to entangle in who was more unlucky.

"What else can I do?" Talia held up two fingers: "Two options, either return to the camel bell market and wait for the sandstorm to subside, or we can find other ways."

Marcus now understands why the camel bell market was built in such a strange place, most likely to avoid possible sandstorms.

"Isn't this a choice for you?" Marcus was speechless: "Turn back, you can't take risks!"

He would rather waste the whole day than risk doing something he wasn't sure about.

"It's late." Thalia carefully looked at the direction of the sandstorm, and found that the speed of approaching here was much faster than expected. It is estimated that if she turns around now, she will be caught up in a short time.

"It was you who suggested turning back. Are you telling me it's too late?" Marcus really wanted to exchange Thalia's skills now, and use rock magic to lead Clegg and the others to escape.

But this method still has another test for him, and his magic power can't hold it.

Piltover and Zaun are two very embarrassing cities for him. Although there are many heroes active here, most of them are heroes of science department and equipment department. The skills that can be exchanged for them are only blueprints, and cannot increase the upper limit of magic power.

"Quiet, I'm thinking of a way!" Thalia glanced around, and when she saw a large dark yellow rock protruding from the sand, her eyes lit up: "Here, follow me!"

She strode towards the direction of the rock, followed by the three of Marcos.

"You don't want to block the sandstorm with such a small stone, do you?" Marcus looked at their target, not quite understanding.

There were four of them, and the rock couldn't stop them at all.

"Of course not!" Thalia replied, seeing the rock shaking, her eyes suddenly showed joy: "Quick! The sand diver has discovered the arrival of the sandstorm, and it is going to run away! We have to jump to Put it on its back and let it lead us to a safe place!"

Sand diving beast?
Marcus remembered seeing it when he learned about the Shurima region.

This is a giant beast that lives in the desert. Its body is very large, and the dorsal fin exposed on the sand is just the tip of the iceberg.

The body actually hidden under the yellow sand is six to eight times the dorsal fin!
Sandstalkers are docile and feed on insects that most desert creatures don't care about. The people of Shurima, known as scavengers, often use them as a form of transportation.

The four of them ran with all their strength, and their speed was not slow. Before the sand-diving beast started to move, they all jumped on its back.

The speed of the sand diving beast is very fast in the desert. It is extremely exaggerated to see its huge body churning in the sand sea.

The four of them squatted on the back of the sand diver, grabbed the raised dorsal fin on its back, and turned their heads to look at the approaching sandstorm.

"This speed...it seems like we can't avoid it?" Marcos calculated silently, and found that it was almost impossible for them to escape the influence of the sandstorm.

"Want to avoid it completely? Unless we can fly!" Thalia said lightly: "Relying on the sand diverter, we can at least escape from the central area of ​​the sandstorm. Even if we encounter it in the end, we are at most on the edge of the sandstorm. Much easier."

(End of this chapter)