Sword and Magic and Taxi

General Ricas, you need to see the bodies here.

When cleaning the battlefield, the soldiers of the Crimson Legion will naturally discover the strange wounds caused by Z-worms. Those penetrating wounds that accurately penetrated the spine can be explained by spears, but those broken feet at the ankles were definitely not made by the Crimson Legion. The situation before Ricas is obvious: there must be other creatures involved in this battle, and judging from the scale of their intervention and a series of successful actions of fast in and out, this is a creature with much higher organization and combat effectiveness. In the ranks of the Crimson Legion.

The good news is that this team did not attack any Tyrians, and those killed and injured were all precisely on the side of the Ulric raiding party. We have to thank this group of mysterious friends. Without their help, even if we win, the casualties will be quite terrible.

Butcher checked the wounds on the corpses, especially those who had been penetrated in the back, and nodded slightly. He did not speak his mind immediately, but waited until the battlefield was cleaned up and the Crimson Legion took the new and old sick and wounded and set off to find the next drinking point according to the old map, and then quietly said to Ricas. Those sneaking around to help us are Mike's bugs.

Mike Dragon Roar? What's his? Bugs? Ricas scratched his head. I have never seen bugs, but I have thought of Mike before. In this large alluvial sand wasteland, only Mike can help us. But why doesn't he show up?

I don't know that. Butcher spread his hands and said, I only know that he is busy building a manor in the desert. It is a big project. I have seen part of it, but I can't say yet. The main thing is to avoid being known and destroyed by the Witch King.

Still so secretive? Ricas' curiosity was aroused, but Butcher was very strict with his words. If he promised not to tell, he would never tell. The vast underground sea is one of the biggest secrets in the world. Butcher believes that only Zhao Mai has the strength and determination to bring up the water there. The strong men in Athas are either the Witch-King who rules brutally, or they are the Witch-King's lackeys. None of them can care about the people under their rule like an upright lord. Butcher doesn't like powerful people, but he can still accept powerful people with this ability to make everyone live a good life.

According to the map from an unknown year, the legion moved slowly in the large alluvial sand wasteland along the old trade route. The sun is never absent in the sky, so they are never in danger of losing their way. However, four consecutive marked drinking points were buried by wind and sand, and two trading stations and a village completely disappeared, which posed a fatal threat to the legion.

The water is already empty, which means we only have half a day at most. Ricas looked at the sun: Even if the sun sets, we can continue our operation at night. If we still can't find water by tomorrow dawn, then we won't be able to find any water. There will be no more Crimsons.

Butcher pursed his lips and did not answer, but nodded slightly. He reached out for the map. The faded areas on it were the ancient roads of the past, while the clearer markings were the new roads of today. They had just passed an abandoned trading station, so the location was still very clear.

Compare this to when I followed Zhao Mai's car across the desert, and I once saw the wide-area scanning map on the car. Butcher had a bold idea in his mind. He pointed at a blank space on the map: Let's go here.

There's nothing there but sand. What are you doing there?

There is an oasis there, left by Mike. Butcher said: Mike once said that a kind of mushroom would grow on his oasis. After eating it, you will not be hungry or thirsty. All our strength combined , and it will be difficult to get to Keld Village early tomorrow morning, and no one can be sure of the situation there. I think this oasis is more secure.

Are you sure? Ricas looked at the terrible blank space on the map, knowing very well that the blank space meant a sea of ​​sand with no hope of survival. If there was no oasis there, it would be impossible for everyone in the Crimson Legion to come out alive.

We haven't received supplies from behind for four days, so I don't want to believe the map given by the same group of people. The latest intelligence and news in Keld Village is from when Witch King Karak was alive. , such scouting ability will only lead everyone to death. And Mike’s oasis was reported a month ago. I would rather believe Mike than this broken map and the backup from Tire City.”

Ricas thought for a moment, then closed his eyes. He couldn't convince himself through reason, he could only believe in his heart. Since those bugs that cut off the enemy's ankles can run over to help, there should be a nest nearby. It is very likely that it is the oasis Butcher mentioned.

Who are my friends and comrades? Likas asked himself. Obviously, Mike and Butcher are more trustworthy than Tessian in Tire City and the strangers in Keld Village. So he pointed to the right side of the team, where was the vast sea of ​​sand: Turn, let's go to the oasis!

The Tyrians of the Crimson Legion silently changed direction. They didn't have much energy to argue, they just followed the leader who always led them into battle. A few people looked at the surrounding scenery, shook their heads, and continued to move forward along the original route. They did not believe that those of their companions who turned would survive, and in the terrible desert of Athas man must save himself.

Zhao Mai ended his meditation and opened his eyes. A gardener dragon was sleeping soundly in front of him, with traces of saliva still left on the corners of its mouth. It seems that the little flower has retracted into the realization tree, and the body of the gardener dragon that remains always confuses meditation with sleeping.

Carefully holding the flowerpot, Zhao Mai took it out of the garden of the holy tree and walked towards my house. In addition to continuing to practice techniques and spells, Zhao Mai improves his strength through meditation every day. During meditation, the energy he emits can help plants grow, especially the Sacred Tree and the Realization Tree. After all, this is a plant watered by the Valar of Arda with divine power. If it is to grow in Athas, divine power is also indispensable.

Xiaohua absorbed one of the two sacred tree branches, so she also had the ability to absorb the escaped divine power. Zhao Mai's magical power can not only promote physical growth, but also strengthen the spirit and soul, especially in line with Xiaohua's need to regulate her own balance. Others, under Zhao Mai's energy field, will fully feel his divine side and will only feel like worshiping him, so they don't like to get close to him when he meditates.

Zhao Mai can always find them in the hot spring bath, and this time is no exception. Satiri, Dogian, Xiaowei, and six garden dragons who were called servers but were actually lazy, were soaking in the steaming hot spring water. As a desert race, they really like the happiness of being surrounded by water. In order to increase the time you can spend under it, Satiri also specially developed a spell to eliminate skin wrinkles. No matter how long the soaking time is, the elasticity and smoothness of the skin can be restored immediately.

You might as well live here.

Zhao Mai just said it casually, but received strong support from Satiri. I can't sleep with you now anyway, so living here is fine!

Let's not talk about the problem of sleeping first. Let's talk about Licas and the masked alliance. Zhao Mai said: I heard Gardener Long's prayer and know that they are in trouble now. I am going to help them. Sha Tilly, will you go with me?