Chapter 373 Bloodthorn Lizard

The prince took another bite of food and suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

Dean still stares at him and seems to be interested in how he eats.

What happened? Tyres swallowed a bite of food and suddenly wanted to ask.

But he didn't.

Fortunately, Louisa suddenly spoke, drawing Dean's attention and lifting Taylor's discomfort.

"I feel that we have offended him, Dean."

"You know, Tomtin, that person," Louisa sighed and said with a sigh of relief: "Damn, do you believe that we obviously tried to save his life, but offended him."

"It doesn't matter, this is the last time we worked for him," Dean sighed. "After this, we will never pick up Tom's business again."

"the last time?"

The fast rope closed his eyes and spit out a breath: "Deep gods bless! I am really fed up with that guy! Zhang mouth is closed, I know a certain certain..."

"The last time - hey, that's worse, I can imagine how he arranged us behind the scenes." Louisa satirized.

"Tell you, we shouldn't come." McGee looked at Dean silently.

"It's my fault, brother," Dean smiled apologetically to the ridiculous person: "We shouldn't go north."

The bald mercenary's eyes are burning:

"But we don't have to worry about Tomtin, I think, it's time for us to leave the sand dunes... although I didn't intend to stay for a long time."

This sentence allowed the mercenaries present to stop the movements in their hands and looked at Dean in unison.

Thales can't help but wonder: this bald mercenary seems to have the power to attract others' attention.

"Leave the blade... Are you saying, leave our current base camp?" the old hammer repeated in surprise.

The mercenaries looked at each other and seemed to be surprised by this suggestion.

Louisa cautiously asked: "Leave? Now? How do you think about it?"

Dean shook his head.

"First of all, the Freedom League is going to open up, and then the Stars blocked the border in the Sand Dunes, and then there is such a thing here..."

"I don't believe that these things have nothing to do with each other."

The bald mercenary took a sip of water and looked at the camps in the distance with a sorrowful look: "No matter the blade sand dunes or the western front, this land is no longer suitable for mercenaries."

The fast rope raised his hand in confusion.

"Wait, how can I not understand? Freedom alliance, blockade of the border... What do these things have to do with the suitability of mercenaries?"

"Shut up," the old hammer gave him a serious look: "Let's listen to Dean and learn."

The fast rope blinked and looked ignorant.

Taylors also looked at Dean with interest.

"For several years, Qiyuan City has never sent a cleaning team to the desert, to maintain the business road, and to listen to the business of the west side of the business, said that even the range of patrol cavalry is getting more and more embarrassing," Dean stared at his feet. The sand, silently:

"And now, the Freedom League has dared to openly talk to them, and it has been clashed with the people of the North, which shows a lot of things."

Northlander Kanze snorted and seemed very dissatisfied.

Dean sighed.

"Not just praying for the city, Weilan collar also contracted the line of defense. Kuolak who ran that line told me that from the West Needle Forest to the Nde Loess area, I haven’t seen the forester of Exeter for a long time, but it’s from time to time. I will meet the stars who are sent to the enclosure by Watch City..."

The fast rope scratched his head and passed his head: "So - what do you mean?"

Everyone gave him an eye knife and blamed him for interrupting.

But Dean smiled in disapproval:

"Obviously, whether it is the city of Qiyuan or the territory of Weilan, the influence and presence of the people of the North in the desert are weakening. These things are clear and unambiguous: the dragon intends to take back its claws, the kingdom of Exeter, Decline."

When Tyres heard this, he couldn’t help but move.

so……

"Why?" The fast rope looked horrified: "Why can't I see it?"

"Politics, right?" This time, unexpectedly, the person who took the call was an old hammer.

He shook his head in disgust:

"Exter re-elected the king six years ago."

The heart of Tyres sinks.

The day before his eyes appeared six years ago.

That head.

That crown.

That... girl.

Dean sighed slightly.

"Yes, I guess that is the reason and where the border troops of the city of Qiuyuan and Weilan disappeared. Perhaps the new king who killed his brother and became famous is much more threatening to the Dagong than the desert border. So that they have no time to take care of the affairs on the sand."

Northlander Kanze snorted disdainfully: "The king of the dear."

Dean frowned.

But he just nodded and continued to speak.

"The forces in the desert, whether they are the big tribes of the orcs or the tribes of the savage people, they will surely notice the retreat of the northern people, the change of the northern end of the desert, the threat of the established army, and the deepest They will test the north to fill the gap left by Exeter and strive for resources and space for survival."

The bald mercenary draws a line in the sand, and Tyres barely sees that it is a map:

"At the same time, the decline of the Dragon Kingdom will benefit the Stars. The western front of the Blade Sand Dunes may or may not expand, but from the point of view of their blockade ban, the former is more likely. ”

The fast ropes are heard one by one, the others are similar, most of them are confused, and only Louisa still looks at Dean seriously.

Seeing this, Taylors suddenly understood where Dean’s position in this team came from.

I saw Dean's eyebrows wrinkled and looked cautiously: "Whether the big tribes are north or the stars are expanding, it is not a small mercenary team like us. The business will be less and less, and the road will be more and more. Difficult, accidents will be more and more, at least five years, we can not stay here - the northern end of the desert and the east."

The old hammer screamed helplessly: "Hey, in the end, it’s not enough strength. If we are an elite group like ‘blood whistle’...”

But Dean interrupted him undoubtedly: "No, then we will become a cannon fodder in the tribal conflict or the kingdom, and die faster."

The old hammer smiled slyly.

"Where are we going?"

The fast rope rounded his eyes: "Go back to the South, return to where we came, the Three Kingdoms?"

Dean shook his head and expressed his opposition.

"The coast of the sea... Whether it is the Principality of Sera, the Principality of Norton or the Principality of Quail, they also face the same problems as the northern end of the desert. The same reason, the decline and infighting of Exeter, followed by the stars The revival of the kingdom, even if they were the most serious blade leader."

"Without the threats and constraints of the northern dragons, the Star Kingdom will make a comeback and will certainly try to restore their influence and hegemonic privileges in the neighboring countries of the southwest, especially in the three small countries of the sea. In those businessmen, thugs, rogues, Killers, bounty hunters, free knights, and mercenaries are popular in the free world, smuggling paradise, duty-free paradise, sword fighting, and dead countryside. Once the monsters like the Star Kingdom come back... Guess, who will be the first to suffer ?"

Tyres slowly breathed, digesting the knowledge in front of them step by step - the information the mercenaries got was not the "small slick look at the world" in the study.

The fast rope is almost fainted: "It's so complicated, so where are we going?"

“Simply,” Dean said with a serious expression, silently: “We have to find a place where the powers and forces are fighting against each other, and they are jealous of each other. It’s best to be badly hurt, so that we can find business and opportunities. And don't have to face the disaster of scale war."

Louisa nodded. "So? Where does Dante's big sword point?"

Dean smiled and pointed to the map on the sand: "It is still the case - the temporary decline of the Exeter Kingdom, which is a shock to the entire Westland, and the Golden Corridor and the Commas Alliance will be affected. There are always many contradictions in the interior of Mars. Once Exeter is caught in the fight, the vines that have an in-law relationship with Longyan City and have usurped the right to speak in the league for more than a decade are the most affected. In turn, the pressure of the northern four cities in the north is under pressure. Will be reduced, ushered in a rising period."

"The four northern cities, including the city of Shanliu, are the coastal communities of the city. Even the southeastern states, which are represented by the sunras, have long been steadily ushered in with the vines that have lost their support. A small period of battle. We don't know what the battle inside Commas will be, but the infighting between merchants, the least is the people like us. Like the Maple Coast, Koyalak, North Sea Kingdom In the small country around Commas, there should be many opportunities."

Speaking of the city of Good Flow, Teres thinks of the impressive Marquis in Longyan City who abides by the "contractual spirit."

Dean continued: "The vine city has declined, so Commas has lost the west and touched the power and strength of Tarendi. The Kingdom of Ellenbia will not miss this opportunity. They have been looking forward to it. Before Mars infiltrated, he took down Tarendi to rule the land, but it could be a political evolution of peace, or a **** conquest war. If we go there, our future will be uncertain."

"As for the Golden Corridor... The Freedom League and Baishan don't talk about it. The feast and the wild mountain are not clear. Laval is sandwiched between Commas and Ellenbia. I can't say it."

"But a mercenary from the city of Steel told me that in the dragon kiss, the Hee Dagong of the Principality of Anlenzo was in poor health. It is conceivable that his children will start to rive around the inheritance rights, around the dragon kiss. The size of the city, the state of the country, may be reshuffled due to the turmoil of the sovereign state, but the surrounding big country - Kangmas is busy fighting, the stars will recapitulate the Three Kingdoms, and Ellenbia wants to swallow Talundi - I have no choice but to take care of it. I guess, around the Principality of Anlenzo, around the status of the Grand Duke, new levels, Lijin, even small-scale robbers and rebellions will appear, merchants will not like it, but that is our small-scale mercenary opportunity."

Dean looked up, but reluctantly found that most people looked at him with incomprehensibility, and even Louisa frowned.

But the clear eyes of Thales gave the bald head a glimpse.

Dean coughed and coughed, and returned to the present, pointing to the ground: "So, Commas or Dragon Kiss, we choose one."

The air is quiet.

"Although I don't understand what you are saying, but I feel so good," said the fast rope, rude, ignorant of the sea or the slang of the desert: "Is the mercenaries now so hanging?"

Taylors also looked at Dean seriously.

Don't say anything else, but this insight alone...

No wonder, Dante's big sword, no wonder they can confidently go deep into the desert.

No wonder they can gather these strange and varied warriors.

Louisa smiled.

"I don't know anyone else," the captain looked at the bald mercenary's eyes unspeakable. Taylors could only read the faint pride and sincere trust: "But Dean? Yes."

"He is just hanging like this."

Dean coughed again and seemed to be embarrassed.

"We are mercenaries, fast ropes, to survive, relying not only on strength or luck," he laughed, and it was inevitable that he was awkward. "It is a cautious and savvy savvy, nuanced observational information, and a versatile observation. Personality."

Tyres listened silently.

The life of a mercenary.

It turned out to be the case.

At this time, McGee suddenly moved.

He quickly reached out and copied a large amount of sand from the sand!

Both Tyres and a group of mercenaries were shocked.

The sand fell from the fingers of the ridiculous.

"Fuck!" This is the first time in the mouth of McGee to spit out dirty words. He looks at the things in his hands, clenches his teeth, and his face is smashed.

The sand fell, and Tyres saw it clearly. McGee’s hand was a small lizard, and he struggled.

Well, lizard.

and many more.

Thales discovered that he knew this variety...the amount could not be said to "know". It should be that a few days ago, he fell into the desperate situation in the desert and "eat" this species of lizard.

Thinking of this, thinking of the magical taste, Tyres was pale, and the stomach was involuntarily tumbling.

Under the fire, the lizard is blood red, full of white stripes, and there are pointed soft thorns between the epidermis, painfully waving the limbs and tail on McGee's hand.

"Beautiful, McGee!" The old hammer laughed happily: "The cat catches the mouse and doesn't..."

But his voice stopped short.

"Do not."

At that moment, I saw the lizard, and Louisa’s face showed an incredible horror: "Oh my God, this is..."

Tyres looked at the old hammer with a puzzled look, and looked at other mercenaries. He found that most people were dignified - except for the fast-track that had just entered the line.

"Don't panic," Dean's voice quieted everyone nervous: "At least we are all here."

The prince's gaze was put back on the poor red lizard.

Tyres is full of doubts.

Isn't this a lizard?

Although the color is rare, but... Is there any problem?

I can't be poisonous at all - Tyres silently touches his stomach: After a while, there should be no poison, can it last for several days before it happens?

Yes?

"Wait a minute," the fast rope expression condensed, pointing at the lizard: "I, I seem to listen to Tampa about this stuff... red skin white... that is, that is..."

He shuddered and suddenly looked ugly.

"Yes."

Born in the long-lost man, McGee, cold and cold: "The blood thorn lizard."

"Ominous signs."

As soon as this statement came out, the faces of the people became more and more ugly.

Bloodstained lizard?

Tyres was in the heart: he seemed to have heard the name of the animal.

Where is it?

But he couldn't think of it for a moment, so he asked directly.

"Ohs? Why?" This is a raging Taylor.

The old hammer sighed and shrugged, looking at the moonlight in the sky.

"This lizard is a specialty of the desert..."

“Once the food is not enough, they will call each other at night and gradually gather in one place...”

He didn't say anything more, but he was full of sadness.

Tyres tempted and asked: "Unity hunting?"

"No." McGee shook his head and saw the twilight.

He slowly, with his full desert accent, Tyres listened to the hard lingua franca that gradually became accustomed to it for several days, biting the word:

"They will start...hunting each other and preying on the same family."

Taylors a glimpse.

I only listened to the ruthless people: "The last bloodied lizard that survived can rely on the body of his companion to fill his stomach and survive the hard-to-find position of this food."

Tyres widened his eyes and looked carefully at the struggling bloodstained lizard.

this is……

Louisa sighed: "kill each other, devour the same kind, and rely on it for a living."

"Which creatures in the world can do this terrible thing?"

Taylors stunned.

“It’s a coincidence,” Dean sighed. “I know one.”

"And they are living under the skin that is the same as you and me."

"So the bloodstained lizard is one of the most ominous creatures in the desert," McGee frowned and decided to be authentic: "May God created it out to warn us of our actions in the desert - deserted, mortal, mortal Self-seeking, similar food, will be condemned."

"It means the most horrifying things in the desert, worse than the crows who represent the bad luck. The people who saw it, or those who have bad luck, eat it, have a fate."

Tyres stared at the lizard.

The person who ate it...

No, right?

Is this superstition right?

and many more……

It must be superstition, right, what is unreliable, metaphysics, etc...

definitely is……

Kara!

In the next second, McGee unrestrainedly put his hands on his hands and ended the life of this ominous animal.

Tyres, who was immersed in the horror, was shocked again.

The blind man's eyes hurriedly dug a bunker and put the body of the bloodsucker lizard into it.

"There is no disaster, no disaster in the world, no disaster in the world, no desert, no desert." He recited something and buried the sand.

The fast rope sighed and patted the look of Tars, who was a bit sluggish: "Don't ignore him, the wilderness is always weird."

The atmosphere of the team seemed to be gloomy.

"Don't be nervous, everyone," Louisa coughed, attracting everyone's attention: "It's already dead, we just met, even if there are some small twists and turns, and that's just a legend, then, no one is stupid. I have to eat it..."

Hearing this, Tyres touched his stomach stiffly.

"Go to work shifts, I will go too," Dean said indifferently: "Trust me, get up..."

Just at this time.

"Wait!" McGee suddenly screamed and his tone was serious.

Tyres is a glimpse.

Dean frowned. "How..."

"This bloodstained lizard..." McGee clenched his teeth and looked at the half-stained bloodstained lizard: "It's not for no reason."

"McGee, that's just a legend..." the old hammer sighed.

McGee jerked his head up!

"No, it was buried in the sand, it was scared to escape!"

The face of the Bone Man is unprecedentedly dignified: "And that means..."

The next second, McGee's whole man slammed to the ground!

He buried the side ears in the sand and did not move.

“Everyone is quiet,” Dean raised his hand and whispered tacitly: “Let him listen.”

In an instant, everyone in the camp was quiet, and even the fast ropes covered their mouths in horror, leaving only the noise of other camps coming from far away, like the background sound of the hustle and bustle.

what happened?

Tyres looked at them with scorn, but even if he had never been a mercenary, he understood their actions in a short while.

After only a few seconds, McGee collapsed!

The ridiculous man rushed to reach his own double knife, his tone was very anxious, his face was stunned:

"Someone is approaching, in all directions, and the steps are heavy..."

Before he finished, Dean changed his face, grabbed the fighting axe at hand, and shouted to heaven:

"alert!"

His snoring is very loud, especially in the desert night sky!

The night of the entire caravan was quiet.

In the next second, the camp of the caravan was chaotic, noisy, bustling, and there were voices.

But on the other hand, when Taylors still did not respond, Dante’s big swords were picked up from the ground, and even the fast rope did not fall.

They each rushed to their own weapons: Kanze aggressively pulled up his hands and swords, McGee pulled out his double knives, the old hammer untied the linen wrapped in the hammer, Hubert lifted the straight and the big shield, and the fast rope pulled out one. The scimitar with the hand guard and Luisa squatted down the quiver and pulled out the long sword at the waist. They turned their backs on the bonfire and tacitly and unanimously spread out.

Tyres stood up and hurriedly pulled the light of time and began to install arrows.

What are you doing?

"Enemy?" Dean held the axe in his hand and looked at the sand dunes behind him and the distant terrain, asking calmly.

"I don't know," McGee shook his head, his voice was short, and the wheezing had not eased: "The sand is not clear at night, the sand is very bad, so they are squatting... They are about to get together, our whistle..."

"First confirm the mount," Louisa distorted. She gritted her sword out of her waist and shouted: "Sign the breeze to them..."

But her words could not be finished.

Taylor’s heart was cold.

In the darkness, a fierce abrupt came!

laugh!

Northlander Kanze seems to have been knocked by a heavy hammer and fell back!

"Ah!" He roared, inserting the big sword into the sand, holding his body and shaking slightly.

The sharp-eyed tays saw a long arrow with sharp tail feathers on the shoulders of the northern people.

"Enemy!" Dean roared and waved a cold arrow.

boom!

clang!

In a matter of seconds, the mercenaries either dodge, or block, in the sand's friction and metal collision, to resist the first wave of cold arrows raid!

But countless screams and miserables came from the camps of the caravans, and the merchants fled in dismay, shouted for help, and shivered.

"Do not!"

"Ah, it hurts!"

"this is--"

Tyres listened with amazement and anger at the sound of deja vu in his ear, feeling like he was back to the most hated battlefield.

The battle started abruptly, and even the figure of the enemy was so stunned.

The old hammer calmly opened the sledgehammer, and it was so strong that it hit hard with a weapon hit in the dark!

"Boom!"

In the bang of the ear drums, Taylors was surprised to see that the strong old hammer actually swayed, three steps backwards, one knee, and painful breath!

Enemies, countless enemies, they are as promised, appearing from the endless darkness.

Hubert's big shield met in time to stop the next blow of the enemy.

"Come on!" Hubert yelled, intending to call his companion: "Let's do this first-"

But he soon discovered that his intentions would not be realized: almost at the same time, all the mercenaries met the enemy!

"day!"

McGee gnawed his teeth and smashed the knives, unloading a weapon with a thick blade and a knife-like sword.

But he still couldn’t fight back, and he rolled around on the ground. In the flying sand of the sky, he avoided a big stick that went down to the ground: "They are professional!"

Louisa calmly matched Dean's axe, wielded a long sword, and struggled with three enemies through a flexible figure: "Don't panic! Two people, formation!"

Tyres, who remained desperate and calm, gnawed his teeth on the side of the campfire, raised his arms and looked around.

How could this be, how could this be?

The bonfire was swayed by the sudden battle, and suddenly and faintly, the enemy's body shape could not be seen, but it was shadowed, and the small camp was shrouded in the small swords of Dante.

"Grass and grass -"

The fast rope screamed, his scimitar was strongly repelled by the enemy, and the poor Xin Ding fell to the ground. Fortunately, Kanze heroically pulled out the sword and made up his position. The sword swung back and took a step forward. Enemy.

Tyres instantly entered Hell's senses.

God.

He was sweating and looking at everything in front of him.

"what!"

"kill!"

"Ding--"

"boom!"

"Cluj!"

The screams are endless, the **** smells are all around, and the raging wars and weapons are resounding through the dark nights of this month.

Even a scary animal whispered, not far from the tragic, followed by a horrible chewing sound—like a tooth tearing open flesh and blood.

Oh shit.

Oh shit!

With the help of the sin of the prison river, the nervous prince got rid of the misinformation of the fire and the deception of the night. He clearly saw: on the sand, forty or fifty stout, tall figure, it seems that at the same time, from the dunes, From the flat, from the back slope, from different directions, to all the camps of the caravan, everyone hit!

Among them are even non-human species with four limbs landing on the ground.

Invade like a fire.

The ants gather and attack.

Killing is ruthless.

"call--"

Behind the wind!

Fuck!

Tyres clenched his teeth, his speed at an unprecedented speed, avoiding an axe!

The axe winded across his hair and cut his head in an inch.

Damn it.

Damn it!

This is... killing!

Tyres clenched his arms in the wind.

The rude curse of the enemy came and it was not really heard.

The power of the end rushed into the prince's thigh, and Tyres stepped on his feet and quickly turned to face the enemy.

He pointed the light of time to the chest of this tall opponent, and pulled the trigger: "Hey!"

"clang!"

Under the loud noise, the enemy slammed in pain, the attack paused, and the axe hanged weakly.

Thales trembled, but it was not fear and horror - that kind of thing had long been lost in countless distresses, and the unfair battle with Nicholas made him feel the cruelty of desperate killing. And direct - but the instinct of the prison river full of sin, is the desire for battle.

The prince took a breath and decisively threw his arm and stepped on his footsteps.

In the cold wind, countless gravel rubbed against his soles and retreated backwards.

Familiar with his arm like the JC dagger instantly into the palm.

After the battle with the comet, his end of power has improved a lot, and even the reaction with the battle has also improved significantly. The sin of the prison river is to ignite his blood all the time.

He knows that this is a desert.

No one will save himself.

Only fight.

kill him.

kill him!

With the speed that could not be imagined before, Thales instantly rushed to the enemies who bent over and endured the pain, and the legs were strong, and they took advantage of the upswing and the right arm to stab before the force!

"laugh!"

Daggers plunged into the enemy's neck!

"Ah!" Tyres roared, turning the dagger, feeling the wet, sticky, and hot blood left by his blood.

The feeling he hates most.

The most hateful feeling.

Let him recall the day when he changed his destiny.

That day, he is the same...

"Oh, ah, ah, ah, ukula!" The enemy was screaming, cursing and cursing the language that Tyres could not understand.

The next moment, Tyres feels that the chest is coming, and there is a pain!

"boom!"

Under the giant force, the prince was stumbled on the sand, and the pain and chest tightness came at the same time.

bad.

This thought floated with the painful breath of Taylors.

The huge enemy was terrible, and the blood of his neck rushed out violently, but he did not feel like it, plucking the single-sided giant axe on the ground - almost as long as Tyres, a wide axe The blade also occupies half of the handle of the axe.

Tyres, who was still struggling to fall, could only look at the red and black giant axe.

bad.

bad!

He thought painfully, breathing hard, but the body that had not slowed down was hard to move.

"Saier, Xaar, Xaar!"

The tall, strong enemies roared desperately at the ground of Tyles, as if to exhaust the power of this life.

Above Tyres, dangerous opponents wave their arms over their heads and lift their axe like an executioner.

He is mad as if he is licking his head, red blood is pouring from the neck, and the sand is:

"Serrik!"

and many more.

Xaar? Selikai?

This sentence……

Tyre’s brain is cold: In this sentence, where did I hear it?

The next second, the enemy's axe blade fell ruthlessly.

"Hey!"

At that moment, his face was facing Tyres.

The prince was stunned by the moment when he saw the enemy.

This face...

This is, what kind of face is this?

The other's big face, twisted and trembling in the pain - its dark gray, wide forehead, high hair, small eyes.

The cheeks of the knots are joined together and violently contracted under the gray rough skin.

The other side's nose is almost two slits, only a black blood basin mouth, when the air is angry, showing horrible fangs in the madness.

Oh, ugly, chaotic.

This is what Teres can think of.

"call--"

In the anger of the other party, the terrible axe blade cuts the air, hangs down the ground, and slams into the chest of Tells.

In the darkness, the sound of fighting in the ear seems to be blurred.

Taylor finally clenched his teeth and looked hopelessly at the huge axe that fell.

Do not.

The prince thought desperately.

He is not "he."

He is not human.

It is "it".

it!

"Fucking **** eggs!"

Under the night sky, the anger and anger of the old hammer blasted on the flat, the tone was fierce, and the attitude was decided, as if all the hatred and pain in the world were gathered here:

"It's gray hybrids!"

"The **** is raised - the orc!"

Eight thousand words, please call me live.

Then pick up your last monthly ticket!

Selikai!

By a face, the orc is furious and has no sword.

(End of this chapter)