Chapter 839: The Exploration Team of Water Friends

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A large sandstorm is raging in the depths of the Enoch Desert, the sky and the earth are gray, and the howling wind occasionally brings some withered branches and the bones of wild beasts, and beats them on the weathered stone pillars of the Gobi Desert.

"Our camp was swallowed up by a sandstorm......"

Charles was hiding under a stone pillar, with his back to the swept sand, half an hour earlier he had set up a makeshift camp nearby, and was about to rest and eat, when the sandstorm came without warning.

He was in the live broadcast, and saw some barrages that were unimpressed by the sandstorm, urging him to act quickly, looking for relics against the wind and sand, Charles could only purse his lips, found a heavy stone under his feet, and threw out the sheltered area of the stone pillar, whew, and the stone was suddenly carried out of sight by the wind and sand of the ghost crying wolf.

"See."

"Don't try to go against nature." Charles shrugged, "I don't want to die. ā€

Now the price of dying once is too heavy, caution is a must, for the sake of the effect of the show, the benefits may not be worth the losses.

Fortunately, the sandstorm came and went quickly, and when the wind gradually blew away, Charles was too lazy to set up a camp again, ate some dry food and water, took out a detailed map of the desert, and continued on his way.

"The ruins we are going to explore are called Lianzhong City, which was one of the many floating cities in the Nether Empire, if any of you have studied that history, you may have seen and heard of the name of Lianzhong City."

"This city is a bit special, a tyrant bewitched by the Demon Aoi once ruled the city......"

Charles cast the 'Anointing Foot Oil' spell and hurried away.

Running the map to find the ruins, it is impossible to use teleportation or other interdimensional movement spells, the error is too large, and you can only rely on your own feet.

Of course, if there is a mount, it is different. Charles was now deeply nostalgic for Zeke, the wolf lord who had been hung up, and he felt more and more that he should find another suitable mount partner.

"System: You discovered the Standing Rock Plains."

"System: You've discovered the wasteland of the Atta Realm."

Hey.

Looking over a sand dune, the sun shone on the ground in the distance, and there was a silver glow.

It's water!

Where there is water in the desert, there must be oases. Charles quickened his pace.

As they approached, Charles found other players in the wasteland, and there were quite a few of them, including the Lone Ranger, the player squad, and the Guild's elite group.

"It seems that this oasis is quite popular." Charles didn't know the specifics of this place, but it didn't matter, he still had a large audience, "Are there any brothers born in the desert who will introduce us to this oasis?" ā€

The dense barrage replies immediately filled the live broadcast room, and the audience was still very enthusiastic, especially the players in the big desert area, who came out to brush up with a wave of presence under the call of Charles.

"It turns out that this is a desert town after the Oasis of Silence and Saiyada."

Charles carefully sifted through the useful information in the barrage.

The Players' Guild 'Desert Alliance' is a well-deserved first guild in the Great Desert region, and coincidentally, some time ago, Charles and Yuffie just met with the boss of the 'Desert Alliance', and the alliance was finalized after talks, so it is very reassuring to walk in the Great Desert Charr, even if he provokes the Players' Guild, the 'Desert Alliance' will stand up to help him wipe his ass.

The situation in the realm of Etta is a bit more complicated, compared to the Oasis of Silence and Saiyada, where the 'Desert Alliance' has a slightly smaller influence.

Several major guilds and several large groups are competing here, but the player's battle has nothing to do with the Charr, he just came to explore the ruins, find the third Ion's Stone, and complete the month's live quest to earn wages by the way.

According to the information, Lianzhong City was originally in this area of desert and covered by yellow sand, and the specific location still needs to be deduced and verified through various clues.

Mayvis had fallen into a deep slumber, otherwise the Elder Silver Dragon, who had lived from the time of Nether to the present, would have been able to provide good advice.

However, Charles did not forget that he had a group of sailors, so he stood outside the oasis and greeted the audience in his live broadcast room: "Are there any brothers and sisters nearby?" Gathering of water friends, no limit to professions, no limit to levels, priority that can provide clues to the ruins, there are not many parking spaces, only 5 positions, come on-"

Charles didn't stand for long, and after only a few minutes, a mage in the wasteland who had opened the 'Flying Technique' landed in front of him panting, his hands on his hips, out of breath.

"Great, great!" The Mage player raised his hand, "Give me a parking space!" ā€

"No problem." Charles threw over an invitation to form a team, and then shared his profile with the audience in the live broadcast room.

"Not bad, not bad, level 18 mage, id desert lonely boat...... Hey, you're a brother in the Desert Alliance, so it's easy to talk about yourself. Charles patted the mage on the shoulder.

"I ran a mission in this area today, but I didn't expect the great god to come." The mage player straightened his breath and his face was full of excitement.

A second sailor also arrived ten minutes later, a half-orc warrior on horseback.

The third water friend is a human druid who came in the form of a desert fox.

The fourth, the Elven Ranger.

"No one?" Charles was a little disappointed, standing for a quarter of an hour, there were only four sailors rushing over, although the map of "Dawn" is too vast, and he is in a relatively bitter cold and desolate desert, but with his audience coverage, it will not be less than a six-person exploration team.

"Great God, why don't I call the friends in the meeting?" The Desert Lonely Boat whispered.

"We can pull people too!" Three other sailors also volunteered.

Just as Charles was about to nod, an application to join the team on his own initiative popped up on Shire's retina:

"System: Player [Spell] (Shaman) applies to join your team."

"Accept." Charles added the man to the team, then glanced at the minimap to find the exact location of the fifth sailor, and couldn't help but turn around in amazement to look at the female player who was standing behind at some point.

This is a very exotic female player in terms of attire, wearing a thick robe, her cheeks are covered by a light veil, and only her delicate and clean eyes are revealed.

Lv20, Soul Shaman.

Semi-exemplary.

This fifth sailor is also the highest-ranked. Charles nodded to her and said hello, then summoned the sailors and asked them to say hello to the audience in the live broadcast room.

"Alright, the adventure party is full, and it's about to go!" Charles swept over the group of sailors, "Tell me everything you know about the ruins near the oasis, and we'll go and sweep them first." ā€

The orc warrior who came on horseback couldn't wait to say, "Great God, I know that there is a mysterious ruin nearby, unexplored, and it is very likely that it is the target of your trip......"

"Then you lead the way."

Charles waved his hand, then glanced at the sailors, "Everyone keep up." As I said in advance, the exploration of ruins is full of unknowns and uncertainties, and it is best to quit if you are afraid of dying. ā€

"The great god is already a heroic priest, I remember the priest's seven-ring resurrection technique, only a corpse is needed to resurrect perfectly, right?" The human druid's 'Year of the Coquettish' laughed.

"Yes, and the resurrection technique, what are you afraid of!"

The other sailors were all eager to try, but the soul shaman 'spirit spell' who had just joined the team seemed a little silent. (To be continued.) )