"Ahhhh! Why, why is it us again!!" In the basement of the college, Miwen knelt on the ground, covering his head in pain.
This year's academy must have been full of disasters. A high-level magician had just been sent away. He thought he could rest for at least a day, but unexpectedly, Mi Wen, who was just about to take a break in the sun, suddenly felt something.
It fell on my face, and then I looked up...
Good guy, a giant dragon is hovering leisurely on the top of the college, and it also sprinkles sand on the ground from time to time.
If he hadn't been unable to fly, with the level of despair in Miwen's heart at that time, he would have definitely flown up and fought to the death with the dragon. It was not bad to be killed by the dragon, at least he wouldn't have to suffer anymore. But fortunately, the others arrived in time.
, stopped her screaming at the sky and dragging her into the safe basement under the tower.
"Well, be more open-minded, Xiao Miwen. At least this time there is only one giant dragon, not two, three, or a dozen dragons." Sarayetti also sighed and put her hand on
He said a word of comfort on Miwen's head.
"Do you really think that giant dragons and sand scorpions have a litter of more than a dozen..." Prom frowned and complained: "A dozen giant dragons, are they planning to attack the entire Dunmul?"
"I don't know whether we can attack Xia Dunmu'er, but Fit City, huh, might be in danger." A somewhat unfamiliar red-haired old man snorted coldly and rubbed the dirty spots on his chest.
Wearing a dirty work apron, he said: "It seems that this contract that we finally signed with you will be invalidated now, right?"
"This contract cannot be voided yet, Krajin." A black cat suddenly jumped out of the pendant on Prom's chest, landed in front of him, and said: "The Lord of Sand did not fall to the ground.
, there should be no intention to destroy this place."
"You call it the Lord of Sand?" Clarkin asked curiously.
"We... that is, the sand people have known about the existence of this giant dragon for a long time." Endez stood up and jumped, landed on the table, and said: "The dragon of the yellow sand is the lord of the desert, and the sand scorpion
The king of the desert is also the king of the desert. They were mortal enemies, but I heard rumors that the king of the desert was killed by someone, right?"
"...Yes, this happened a long time ago." Clark Jin sighed and said: "I heard from my men that there were suddenly more sand scorpions on the western sandy road, and there were a few bold ones.
After the adventurers went to take a look, they could not find the giant sand scorpion, so they must have been hunted down."
"Could it be Wim and the others who did it? But I don't think they have the ability to kill the Desert King." Endez paused and then said: "The Desert King's carapace is completely immune to any magic, and its huge size is also
Enough to overwhelm all challengers..."
"We don't need to care about how this damn sand scorpion died, we just need to know how this damn giant dragon came from." Prom curled his lips and cursed: "It's either that Wilm or that high-level one.
The magician, if it's not one of them, it's the dragon's whim, in which case he will definitely be gone soon."
"Where's Miwen? Miwen, what do you think?" Seeing that there was no result in this discussion, Clarkin simply transferred the conversation to Miwen.
"..." Mi Wen muttered a few words in a low voice, but his voice was so soft that no one could hear him.
"What are you talking about? I know you are in a bad mood, but you still have to speak louder." Clarkin glanced at Miwen with some contempt. From just now, the girl knelt on the ground motionless.
"I-want-to-see-Tedl-ah!!!" Miwen, who was in a broken mood, yelled to the sky, and then fell to the ground with a bang, unconscious, leaving only his face.
Confused, everyone looked at each other...
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"Ahem! Cough, cough, cough, cough..."
Tedder, who was marching hard in the North District, suddenly sneezed, and immediately after, the oncoming sand choked his throat.
"Ugh, Tedder, are you okay?" Next to him was Xizhi, who was wearing a wind-proof robe.
"It's okay, cough, it's okay." After being choked, Tadel lowered his head silently, and it took him a while to spit out all the sand in his mouth.
"I'll give you this dress! I often encountered sandstorms when I was in the desert, and I know how to deal with them!" Xizhi looked at Tadel with some distress, and was about to return the robe that originally belonged to him.
But he stopped him with one hand.
"It's okay. My experience in fighting sandstorms is definitely no less than yours. I just sneezed suddenly..." After spitting out the sand, Tedder quickly bent over and stood up again, saying: "On the contrary, it's you
, you are not familiar with the roads of Fit City, if you get separated at this time, who can save you? So you should wear this robe."
"Okay..." After hearing Tadel's words, Xizhi's face turned slightly red, and then he pulled the robe tighter and fitted it to his body.
"Okay, don't wait any longer. We must quickly activate the suppression core at the north gate!" With that, Tedder walked forward with difficulty again and said: "As long as that is activated, the sandstorm in the city should stop.
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"Yes! I understand!" Xizhi nodded in agreement and followed him closely to provide a guarantee of safety.
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"Haha, it's really unexpected, my friend."
"Of course, if you can guess it, it won't be a surprise, right?"
In a dark underground room, there was a long, plain table between Urian and Wim, and the only source of light was a few dim candles.
"It seems that you have prepared a back-up plan from the beginning. Haha, it turns out that it was all your fault, the Sand Scorpion King or the Desert Dragon." Wim, who was sitting at the end of the long table, shrugged.
He spread his hands and made a helpless movement, but then paused and asked: "But having said that, I am very curious, what method did you magician use to kill the giant sand scorpion? You know,
His carapace is no worse than obsidian."
"Well... how should I put it? I used a few high-level magic stones and five gold coins to win it easily." Urien thought for a moment and gave a rather amazing answer.
"A few high-level magic stones and five gold coins? Hahahahaha... I really hope you can tell me who the fool who accepted the commission is, and I will find a way to torture him to death!" After laughing,
Wim's tone immediately became vicious, he smashed the table with reckless force, gritted his teeth and cursed: "What an idiot! My plan was ruined by such an idiot!"
"Ha, that's not possible. They and I are good friends and brothers. Let's just let this matter go~" Yurien sneered and said, "Now you are willing to return the remaining generator to me.
Right? Otherwise, this giant dragon would never leave without me."