The scenery of the desert is not purely monotonous, but also has its own unique richness.

This area is dotted with huge boulders, which have been polished by wind and sand over an unknown number of years.

A big golden retriever was running among them, with bags hanging on both sides of its body containing various utensils, and a black cat sitting on its back.

Suddenly, the golden retriever braked and stopped in front of a huge rock.

Pu'er jumped down and began to walk carefully around the boulder with cat steps.

Philomena's figure appeared with confusion in her eyes. She didn't know what Pu'er was doing.

At the rear, nearly twenty priests of order appeared. Their robes had been modified to be more close-fitting, and they were all wearing a cloak, which was a sacred weapon of invisibility.

They are scouts. The nominal captain is Philomena, but the actual person in charge is Pu'er.

Philomena squatted down and carefully observed the boulders and sand surface, but found nothing unusual. However, Pu'er continued to gently weigh the sand surface with his fleshy claws, as if he had discovered something interesting.

"Is there anything wrong?" Philomena finally couldn't help but ask. "There is nothing wrong."

"That.....".

"Because someone has specially cleaned the traces." "Have the traces been cleaned?"

"The cleaning was a bit careless. According to the location and wind direction, the accumulation of sand should be calculated. This area should be a little lower than the surrounding area, not the same. I ordered you to go down and let everyone follow this method to check under other stones."

"clear."

Philomena immediately went to convey the order. Soon, the results were presented, and she found that the sand surfaces under the stones were even and even in more than thirty places.

During this period, Kevin sniffed at the stone wall and then shook his head.

"Has someone been here recently?" Philomena asked, "Is it the desert rebels' reconnaissance team?"

Pu'er shook his head and said: "Aren't the Desert Rebels fighting with the Knights in the core area? Why would they send people here to investigate? And the scale is so large, at least a reconnaissance team of more than thirty people.

In addition, the stupid dogs did not smell the natural smell on this stone, which means that they also used purification scrolls to cover up the scent when they were conducting reconnaissance and evacuation, so as to prevent our detection monsters from detecting the traces.

The grade of this spell scroll is not low.

So, I think this may not be a desert rebel reconnaissance team."

Philomena said: "The Desert Rebels have always had instructors sent by major divine religions."

It is no secret that major orthodox religious sects help train believers in the desert, provide equipment, supplies, dispatch instructors, and even add a small number of mercenaries.

"Let's go over there and take a look. There is a sand dune depression at point B-3a on the map." Philomena reminded: "That's the defense area of ​​another militia group."

"Aren't they all militia regiments under the Whip of Order? I remember the Lezi people have been scolding their regiment leader Sen Luoer a while ago."

"Yes, because he has always led his regiment to stick close to us. In this combat mission assigned by the Knights, their filling position is adjacent to ours."

"Go and have a look, increase the training by the way, and tell your people not to leave any traces. If anyone is found out, even if they fail the assessment, they will not be able to get a job after the war."

"Okay, I'll tell you to go down."

It is not difficult to bypass the outer cordon of the militia group next door. First of all, the battle ahead has begun, and the main knights are making good progress. The outer line-filling militia group only needs to wait to capture the defeated army and the mixed military merits, so the spirit is generally

slack off;

Furthermore, Senluoer has used his ability to copy assignments to the extreme, and his personnel are basically concentrated internally, busy digging fortifications with Neo.

After arriving at this sand dune depression, the York City reconnaissance team started working according to the previous search method at the boulders. Soon, the situation report came up, and there were also traces of "cleaning traces" here.

Kevin's nose found a few more places and sniffed: "Woof woof woof."

"I also used the purification roll

axis, but the degree of purification is different, which means that different standards of purification scrolls are used." Pu'er sat on the back of the dog, the cat's face was solemn, and it was thinking.

People around were waiting quietly.

Finally, Pu'er raised his head and said: "The main force of the desert rebels is being beaten violently. How can there be so many well-equipped and experienced reconnaissance teams here on the periphery? There must be something wrong here. I want to report to the fun man. Let's go.

, turn around and go back!”

Neo had a wet towel hanging around his neck, and his upper body was exposed. His figure was not strong, but he had a good sense of proportion. The only flaw was that he was too perfect. His delicate skin did not have any scars, and women were stunned when he saw it.

Be envious.

Of course, this is not because Neo has good skin care skills. It is simply because his bloodline rarely allows scars to be retained on his body. From time to time, he has to shed his skin like a snake after a serious injury. This kind of skin is damned if it is not good.

But Neo never felt that there was anything wrong with his image. Anyway, in his opinion, Karen's skin had become even better after he came up from the contaminated cave. He always tinkered with the old parts.

, Karen is a completely new look.

"Hiss...hoo..."

Neo took a deep breath and slowly blew out the cigarette. Holding the cigarette in his hand, he bent down and looked at the black cat sitting on the golden retriever's back. "I want to know what you mean?"

Pu'er replied: "You are the actual commander."

"No, I just want to ask you, what would you do in my position?" "I will retreat. Senior adventurers never like unknown risks." "Isn't this what adventurers go for?"

"That's a dead adventurer, not a senior adventurer." "Oh?"

"What we like is the process of solving puzzles, rather than pursuing being teased by the unknown."

"I probably understand, but I can't retreat now. We have made merit here, and the credit belongs to Karen. If we make a mistake...it will be Karen's responsibility."
Chapter completed!