Battle of the Twin Cities: The Ninth Councilor

Chapter 173 Black Scorpion
For the rest of the journey, the sand worm finally learned its lesson and never appeared again.

Marcos' condition also recovered a little the next day, and he was able to walk on the ground by himself.

After several days of trekking, the group finally arrived at an oasis full of vitality.

"That's where the sand bandit organization, Black Scorpion's camp is."

Behind a sand dune, Thalia pointed to the oasis ahead, and whispered to Marcus, "Shurima is vast, and most of the environment is not suitable for long-term living, but there are also many oases. Organizations are almost backed by an oasis in order to wander in a fixed area."

Marcus looked over and saw that there were a lot of ancient trees growing in the oasis, each of which was as thick as two or three people hugging each other.

It is hard to imagine that such a lush forest can grow in a desert oasis.

The 'Black Scorpion' bandits lived in the tree house, shadowy, and many people came in and out.

Under the tree, Marcos also saw a large number of unique creatures in the desert coming and going. He went to the oasis river to drink water, and he got along with the sand bandits peacefully without interfering with each other.

"Shurima tradition, no matter what your status is, you must respect desert creatures in the oasis. They can be hunted and eaten, but indiscriminate killing is not allowed to cause waste." Thalia explained in a low voice: "Otherwise, wasteful behavior will offend the gods. God's wrath, erase this oasis as punishment."

Every oasis is the source of life in the desert. Regardless of whether this legend is true or not, as long as the sand bandits are not out of their minds, they will abide by this tradition.

Thalia thought for a while and added: "Except for humans, especially outsiders, if they are found by sand bandits near the oasis, it's like a pie falling from the sky. Some sand bandits will even kill outsiders in order to be grateful." Hold a sacrifice to thank the gods.

I can only send you here, and I don’t want to interfere with anything you do next. If you can survive, I will take you back. If you are sacrificed, I can only leave alone. drop tears. "

Marcus didn't speak. After observing for a while, he asked Talia: "Is there any more powerful guy in the Black Scorpion?"

"It's more powerful..." Talia thought carefully about the rumors she had heard about the black scorpion. After all, she had never personally contacted the black scorpion: "If you want to ask if anyone knows magic, then you haven't heard of it." , but I heard from other guides chatting in the bazaar that the leader of the black scorpion, 'Grahal', is not weak. He also has two younger brothers. Yes, most of them are ordinary people, and they shouldn’t pose much threat to you.”

"Well, I mean close combat."

Most of the long-range weapons that are common in the desert are bows and crossbows, which are made of the tendons of certain animals, and their lethality is very impressive.

Even the carapace on the body of the Duoman monster can hardly resist the direct shot of the bow and crossbow.

Not to mention humans without armor protection.

At this time, a team of camel beasts appeared outside the oasis, roaring and screaming strangely, and rushed into the oasis quickly.

A few people from the oasis tree house greeted them. From the actions of those people unloading the goods, it can be seen that this is the team that the black scorpion went out to rob and just returned.

Marcus noticed that there were two figures in the team who were somewhat stronger than Clegg, like giant bears, getting off the back of a hump, and boarded a bigger and more gorgeous tree house surrounded by bandits.

Beside them was a relatively short and thin man of normal build, but he didn't know what habit, he always hunched over and glanced around.

Several scantily clad women, either white or black, came out of the tree house to welcome the three of them back.

"There are still women in the bandit camp?" Marcus was surprised.

Talia was silent for a few seconds: "Most of them were robbed. Among the plundered outsiders, only young women will surely survive, but the end will be the same as if they died. They will be imprisoned in the camp for life."

"I see that there are a lot of sand bandits when they are dispatched, and only a very small number of them will stay in the camp. Those women never thought of escaping?" Wei asked from the side.

"Escape?" Talia said: "To put it lightly, let's not mention the hidden dangers in the desert. Without a guide who is familiar with the environment and routes, if you rush into the desert rashly, you may die of thirst due to lack of water in the end!"

"It's more dignified to die of thirst than to stay here and be humiliated by others." Wei pursed her lips, showing a bit of contempt for those women who were struggling to survive.

"You can't say that." Marcus retorted: "Ants are still stealing their lives, let alone living people? Survival is a human instinct. In order to survive, doing anything should not be ridiculed."

Wei stubbornly said: "Rather than live in humiliation, it is better to die."

Marcus did not continue to refute, but nodded, approvingly said: "Yes, I know how to stick to my point of view."

What he needs is not subordinates who follow orders, but people who have their own ideas and can do things according to their own wishes.

If you only pursue the former, there are many law enforcement officers in the law enforcement bureau. If you give an order, hundreds of people will follow your order to carry out the order.

"What are you going to do now?" Thalia had the idea of ​​watching a good show. She felt that Marcus should give up his original plan after seeing the bandit camp.

Against a bandit camp of hundreds of people with the strength of three people?
How arrogant does one have to be to do such a thing?

Thalia was ready for a moment for Marcus to make his request to go back, and was ready to laugh at him a little.

however……

"What else can I do?" Marcus shrugged and stood up from behind the dune: "Go straight."

"???" Thalia was shocked, seeing Wei and Craig standing up together, she quickly stretched out her hand and said, "Are you crazy!? Some sand bandits are cannibals! You may even know bones in the past. Chewed up by them!"

"eat human?"

Marcus laughed, the bandit camp had already spotted them. After a commotion in the oasis, one of the two burly bandits came out of the tree house and looked towards them, not knowing what to say.

Marcus didn't care. He took the lead and walked down the sand dune, mocking himself: "I know about cannibalism! After all, I am also a capitalist in the eyes of most people in Piltover."

Part of the bandits climbed onto the camel's back, shouting excitedly.

They may not have encountered such a "bold" and "ignorant" outsider for a long time, who dared to come near their camp in a grand manner.

"Boss Hama, those three people are here."

The Black Scorpion Sand Bandit was the second in the camp, and he was also Grahal's younger brother. Someone beside Hama said something, waiting for the boss to speak, and rushed over to arrest him.

Hama's face was swollen, and he squinted his eyes to look at the three of Marcos from a distance. His eyes scanned the exaggerated metal gloves on the arms of the three of them several times: "Send a few people over to test out their intentions."

The weapons he had never seen made him instinctively cautious. There is no shortage of weapons of mass destruction in this world. Who knows what these three people are wearing?

It looks like a pair of bloated gloves, what if it is full of gunpowder?
The Black Scorpion Bandit's development to the present scale is inseparable from their prudence. Reckless people will not live long in the Shurima Desert.

(End of this chapter)