Who is so disappointing? The sand bandits? All the sand bandits have been wiped out, and yet they dare to run out without fear of death? Who is this king of sand bandits?
The Dragon-Slaying Battle of the Winged Knights was a devastating blow to the sand bandits. Almost all the sand bandits who could pull up a team in most of the desert were summoned, and then they were overwhelmed by the wave and fled in all directions.
Being scattered in the desert, it is difficult for one person to survive alone. Therefore, in a normal battle, the casualties of the sand bandits may only be more than a thousand, but those who die after escaping are at least two to three thousand.
Of the five thousand sand pirates, less than 20% will survive.
If one's vitality is severely damaged, it will be difficult for the Sand Pirates to cause trouble in a short period of time. In this situation, can the King of Sand Pirates appear?
Negris and Rogge looked at each other and stood up in a hurry. Ange, who was planting vegetables with his world-piercing hand, also stood up in a hurry at this moment, with blazing soul flames coming out of his head.
"No, no, no, don't be angry, just let Rogge take care of it." Nigris held Ange down. It's just a sand thief, but Ange still needs to do it himself? That would be too embarrassing for younger brothers like them.
Ange did not sit down, but shook his head and said: "A lot of breath."
"A lot of atmosphere, a lot of people?" When the sand bandits entered the village, Negris found that they only had about twenty riders. The leaders were well-equipped and wore light armor, but the ones behind them were bare.
Two of them were still wearing cloaks and didn't even show their eyes. It was unclear whether they were sand pirates or slaves.
"How many people are there? Are there any more outside?" Nigris flapped his wings and flew up, looking outside the village. There was nothing in the dark night.
How dare someone call himself the King of Sand Pirates with this little bit? I’m convinced.
But when I looked back, I saw that Ange had already used the Death Scythe and was ready for battle. Judging from its rare cautious appearance, it seemed as if the opponent was not a dozen sand bandits but a thousand troops.
At this time, Nigris had to be cautious. He flew to Ange and asked: "What did you find?"
"A lot of breath." Ange repeated what he said before.
Looking at those sand pirates with some confusion, where is the 'so much breath'?
The leader of the sand bandits is an "old farmer" with a weathered face and dark skin. Most of the sand bandits actually look like this. Being exposed to the wind and sun in the desert, no matter how delicate the skin is, it quickly becomes rough and rough.
Judging from the appearance, there is no problem that it is a sand pirate.
Twenty cavalry were not much, but they were enough to kill a village with a population of about a hundred households. Domit felt the same way.
Recently, the forces in the desert have been changing very frequently. The sand bandits who used to be named have disappeared one after another. Legend has it that they were slaughtered because they failed to slay the dragon. Suddenly, a lot of the desert's sphere of influence was vacated.
Domit, who had been hiding from others, suddenly started to tremble. He had never dared to disturb the villages before, because most villages were protected by sand thieves and paid taxes to the sand thieves on time.
Along the way, we really didn’t encounter any large groups of sand bandits. We only encountered two men in cloaks on the sandstone field. They asked Domit to escort them to the nearest place with water and food, and took out
I got two magic crystals as reward.
Although Domit is a sand pirate, as long as the money is in place, he can still do escort work. It's just that an escort is an escort, and whether it is safe or not is another matter.
And he was a bit careful. Didn't the cloaked people ask them to be escorted to a place with water and food? There is water and salt water in Zhuilong Lake, and there is food there, although it is not enough to eat.
When the two cloaked men see a lake of salty water and a pile of grain, I wonder what their expressions will be. Should they escort them away again?
If you want it, the price will be different, for example, your entire net worth and your life?
Along the way, many villages were in dilapidated condition. Some villages were deserted, and some only had a few hungry corpses left. They were too lazy to grab them. Who would have thought that they would arrive at Dragon Dragon Lake immediately, but they saw one?
Singing, dancing, and laughter filled the village.
After listening carefully, they found that there was still a wedding going on. As soon as they heard that it was a wedding, all the sand bandits couldn't help but feel warm in their stomachs.
Marriage means having a young woman. It only takes half a month to walk in the desert, and the horses you ride are all male. When you realize that there is a young woman, how can any sand bandit be restrained?
The thought of tying the groom to a pillar and watching them surrounding the fair and tender bride was so exciting that I couldn't even sit on the horse.
However, in order to prevent other sand bandits from retaliating, Domit simply gave him a resounding name: King of Sand Bandits.
As far as he knew, the sand bandits did not have a king. If there was someone in this village who protected them, the person who protected them would go to the king of the sand bandits to settle accounts.
"Don't you know that in this vast desert, the bride's first night is dedicated to the king of sand bandits?!" Domit repeated the previous sentence, but this time his tone was roaring, and the sand bandits under him also
They cooperated very well and drew out the sword with a clang, creating a chilling atmosphere.
But the strange thing is that the villagers looked at each other with strange expressions on their faces, and finally turned their attention to Ange and others. In front of an adult who owns a giant dragon, twenty or so sand pirates are not enough.
Following the gaze of the villagers, Domit and others looked over. The first thing they saw was a pink little angel wearing a white dress, and their eyes suddenly shone.
Some people, when their emotions are high, it is easy for them to ignore other things, such as Ange carrying a scythe, the little zombie wearing soul armor, the black-smelling Rogge, and the three-headed little zombie with two yellow and one silver.
Young dragon.
Until one of the two cloaked men at the back spoke: "Idiot who doesn't know how to live or die."
The two men in cloaks walked forward, and with every step they took, some beetles would fall from under their cloaks. After landing, they would flutter into the ground. As they walked, the beetles fell all the way, as if black water was flowing.
Domit and other sand pirates' scalps were numb.
What are they escorting? Why are there so many bugs on them?
The Sand Bandit closest to them was grabbed by one of the cloaked men, revealing a skinny hand wrapped in a black cloth band. From the gap between the hand and the cloak, a wave of mosquito-like insects flew out.
He rushed towards the sand pirates with a buzzing sound.
Goosebumps all over the Sand Bandit's body, and he screamed loudly, but when he opened his mouth again, these insects poured into his mouth, making him gurgling like he was drowning, and he fell to the ground and rolled around.
This turn of events shocked everyone. How could Domit have imagined that the people he escorted would suddenly attack them?
If it was a flash of swords, the sand pirates might have drawn their swords, but the insect beetles were so weird that for a while, everyone subconsciously screamed and backed down.
But it was useless. From under the cloak, streams of flying insects flew out and rushed towards the sand thieves like black smoke. They fell on them, got into their clothes, bit open their skin, or penetrated through their mouth, nose and ear holes.
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After a few breaths, there were only sand thieves rolling all over the ground, and even the horses they rode were not spared.
"It turns out that the many breaths you mentioned are the breaths of these things." Nigris suddenly realized.
Domit is the only survivor of the Sand Bandit. At this moment, he has ten thousand curse words in his heart, but in the end they only turn into one sentence: "Spare... spare my life..."
The cloaked man came close to him and whispered: "You are so stupid and blind. Even if I spare you, you will still die next time. You can't see that there are a bunch of strong men and several baby dragons on the other side.
? Even the little girl who makes your eyes shine is filled with the power of the Holy Light."
As he spoke, the man in the cloak turned Domit's face to look at Ange and others. With the reminder from the man in the cloak, Domit finally saw the other people. He was not blinded by his emotions. He naturally knew these people.
What does it mean.
He couldn't afford to offend those three young dragons alone. With three young dragons, there must be at least one adult dragon, right?
"Instead of dying stupidly, it is better to transform into a man and become the nourishment of Lord Hermeltus." After the cloaked man finished speaking, Domit only felt a pain in his chest, and the cloaked man's skinny hand had already pierced his chest.
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Domit's wound was crawling, as if something was getting into it. The cloaked man pulled out his hand, and Domit lost his support and fell to the ground weakly.
At this point, the cloaked man finally turned around, held his chest and saluted: "We have no intention of offending you powerful beings. These sand bandits are not on the same side as us. Their actions have nothing to do with us. We are Lord Hermeltus."
Believers come here just to find a place with abundant water and grass."
"Hermeltus? I've never heard of it. Where did it come from? A new god? The method is very strange." Negris muttered in a low voice. As the god of common sense, any god who can be named, it
I have basically heard of it, but never heard of Hemeltus.
But this is not surprising. There are countless beliefs in the world, and even the most domineering light cannot cover every dark corner. He must be some kind of small god.
"Oh, hello, believer of Hermeltus, I thought I heard you say "彽" to him just now? What is "彽"?" asked Negris.
The two men in cloaks looked at each other. Even though their eyes were covered by their cloaks, they seemed to understand each other's intentions.
"Hong is Lord Hermeltus's definition of the richest substance in the world. On top of it, all things can grow, dead trees can sprout, dead bones can regenerate, white-haired old people can regain their youth, and disabled patients can regrow their limbs.
, there will be no defects or pain in all things in the world. As long as you find the place with the richest water and grass, you will find the worm. It is Lord Hemeltus' gift to the world!"
After a pause, the cloaked man said: "Want to know more? Join us in the Temple of Chaos and pray to learn more." After saying that, the cloaked man both held out a booklet.
I bet they just looked at each other and decided to teach Negris and others?
Ange's eyes gleamed when he heard it, "Hey, why does it sound like a combination of sacred essence, life essence, and dragon soil and bird droppings? Can anything grow? Is there such a powerful fertilizer?"
A sense of absurdity arose in Nigris's heart. A few minutes ago, the scene was still about the bully coming on the stage to steal the bride's first night. Before he could take action, the bully was killed by the two cloaked men they brought.
After just a few words of conversation, the cloaked man started preaching to them, which really made people laugh and cry.
It's better to do less than to do more. Although I don't know the origins of Hemeltus and the Temple of Chaos, and the methods used by the cloaked man are also very strange, but you can't just kill the other party just because of this, right?
Negris shook his head: "No, if not..." He was about to say something, but Ange next to him suddenly hit the ground with the handle of his sickle.
There was a crunching sound, and something in the sand exploded. When the sickle was lifted, an exploding beetle stuck to the handle.
Astonishingly, two men in cloaks walked over, and the beetles that fell from their bodies had quietly crawled to the feet of Ange and others.
Negris looked blankly at the beetle on the handle of the sickle, and then at the two cloaked men. The two cloaked men were obviously a little surprised. How could Ange find the beetle underground?
But they had been discovered, so they didn’t bother to pretend, and shouted loudly: "Then go to hell..."
When the word 'death' was shouted, the corpses of the fallen sand thieves suddenly exploded, and countless flying insects flew out of the corpses, dozens of times more than those that had burrowed into the corpses.
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Looking again at the corpses of those sand thieves, they had been chewed away until only a layer of skin and skeleton remained.
Fortunately, these insects used the corpse of the sand bandit as a petri dish and reproduced at an unimaginable speed.
At the same time, a large number of beetles crawled out of the sand, and together with the insects, they crawled like a tide towards everyone present, including John and other sand people.
However, as soon as the word "death" was shouted, before the cloaked people could get excited about this scene, a cold light flashed across their necks, and two heads fell off.
"What kind of thing dares to shout 'die, die, die' to the adults?" Rogge's figure appeared behind them, and he cut them off from the waist with another knife from his backhand.
The remaining middle half of the body fell to the ground, but they did not die. Instead, they waved their hands and hurriedly tried to catch the other half of themselves.
Rogge slashed four more times, cutting off all their hands. This time there were no moveable parts: "I have long suspected that you are lichs."
The two men in cloaks were broken into several pieces, and a large number of beetles and insects crawled out of their bodies, and they swooped everywhere.
Facing the overwhelming insect beetles, Ange found that it was difficult to use the Death Scythe in his hand, so he immediately put it away and released his magic.
Rows of exploding fireballs shot at the bugs.
The little angel curiously grabbed a beetle in his hand. It was a strange bug with a black carapace, six legs, and a beak like a pincer. He bit into it and actually bit off a piece of flesh from the little angel's palm.
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"Ouch!" The little angel crushed the beetle on his palm on the spot, lifted up his skirt, stepped on his two white legs, and stepped on it quickly. Every time he stepped on it, there must be a crunching sound, even if it was hidden in the sand.
It's no use either.
The little zombie also squatted down, patting, patting, patting with his palms, like whack-a-mole, and the beetles in the sand were exploded one after another.
Rogge waved his double blades and rushed through the smoky pile of insects.
Nellie and Diphtheria stretched their necks and breathed out their dragon's breath like small flames.
Everyone came up with all kinds of tricks, but when faced with such a chaotic scene, they seemed powerless and couldn't quickly eliminate all the insects and beetles.
A large number of insect beetles approached the villagers, making them scream at the top of their lungs.
Nigris was anxious: "We can't let the bugs kill the villagers, otherwise their number will increase dramatically."
Nigris was anxious, but he had realized that it was difficult to recover. These beetle insects were not very destructive and could not even bite their scales. They were not a threat to them, but it was different to the villagers.
Even if they cover their mouths and noses, they can still bite through the skin and burrow in, gnaw at the flesh and blood, and reproduce themselves crazily.
With such a huge number, even the most efficient Anger cannot eliminate them quickly. When they rush into the villagers, another big wave will explode.
The villagers are dead, poor John, poor bride.
Just when Nigris was dejected, Ange suddenly stepped on his footprints hard, and the progress of all life in the entire village was instantly accelerated.