The wind and sand in the wild land have always been very large, especially when the outer circle of the wild land is broken by the iron hooves of the armies of various countries, and the protection of greenery is lost, and the wind and sand become more violent. The occasional sandstorm is even more life-threatening, so if you see the wind and sand start to become rapid and violent, the seasoned traveler in the wilderness will look for shelter as soon as possible, and even if you can't find it, they will dig a safe shallow pit for tent erection, so as to avoid possible dangers.

At this time, in the fierce wind and sand waves rolled up in the wild land, several figures were moving forward.

Every footprint they made on this desert would be re-covered by the wind and sand in the next second, and it looked like a ghost, without a trace.

These figures were all wearing long dark brown cloaks, covering their entire bodies tightly. While it would have made their progress harder, and they had even lost a lot of water due to the desert heat and the impermeability of their cloaks, it would at least ensure that they would not be injured by the blade-like sand and gravel that the wind had kicked up.

I don't know how long I walked, but the wind finally began to subside, and then slowly stopped.

Almost as soon as the wind stopped, the figures began to tremble, shaking off all the sand and stones from their cloaks, and several of them even lifted their veils and hoods one after another, letting out a gasp of satisfaction.

But just by looking at the wet hair of these people, which is almost like coming out of the water, you can see how stuffy it is to hide in the cloak.

These people. Naturally, it was Sean and the others who only stayed in the Wind Chaser Tribe for one day and left, and then headed in the direction of Hei Shuize.

Heishuize is an area with abundant aquatic plants located in the deep hinterland of the wilderness.

And owning this area. Even after hundreds of second-class tribes in the wilderness, the ranking is extremely high, and even according to Andre's speculation, at least he can mix into the top ten tribes - Blackwater. This tribe is a very typical multi-racial mixed tribe, including the famous gray elves, werewolves, lizardmen, barbarians, hill dwarves, etc., as well as races like goblins and kobolds who act as cannon fodder, there are also quite a few of them.

This is a very typical tribe of warmongers.

In the face of foreign enemies. This tribe is extremely fierce and brave, and even the other tribes of the Savage Lands will never show mercy. There have even been several bloody acts of slaughtering both the third- and fourth-class tribes. Therefore, in the tribe of the Wild Land, many people hate and fear this tribe, but unfortunately the combat effectiveness of this tribe is extremely strong, so even if it is hatred, it can only be hidden in their hearts.

Andre didn't know why Sean would want to go to Kuromizuzawa though. But since it was Sean's order. André naturally had to try his best to inquire about the information. And this process is naturally extremely tragic, in order to bring back a more valuable piece of information, at least a dozen or twenty people have to be sacrificed. But so far, the amount of information and clues that Andre has been able to obtain is extremely limited, and even he doesn't know what Sean is looking for, and just investigates according to the situation described by Sean. And only recently did we finally get a clearer answer.

This is also what prompted Sean to go to the Savage Lands.

However, to get to Heishuize, they had to pass through the territory of three third-class tribes on the way. As for those fourth-class seats, Sean didn't pay attention to them at all. But even so, Sean and the others still had to act cautiously, because although they entered the Savage Land as adventurer squads this time, many adventurer squads would turn into slave catchers when they turned their faces, so in the evaluation of those tribes in the Savage Lands, they were naturally not very friendly.

If you encounter a very aggressive tribe like the Blackwater Tribe, they don't care if you are an adventurer team or a slave catcher, anyway, as long as you are a human being, you are definitely an enemy, which is almost as good as those revenge party and blood banner members in the underworld. It's just that these things have a cause and must have an effect, if it weren't for the suppression and invasion of the wild land by many kingdoms and empires of mankind, how could there be such antagonism.

Unfortunately, one of the three third-class tribes has an absolute hatred for humans, and it is also an eternal prestige value. Even if in the original game, countless players poured into the Wild Lands and joined forces with the people of the Wild Lands to fight against the major kingdoms and empires, but a series of tribes with absolute hatred reputation, including the Blackwater Tribe, would still take the initiative to attack players.

At this time, after getting out of the wind area, Sean and the others simply rested here.

Harding raised his head and poured a large mouthful of water directly, as a demon descendant, he has a lot of restrictions in the surface world, such as sun exposure, dehydration, etc., which will severely reduce combat effectiveness, which is why the survival rate of demon descendants in the surface world is only seven percent. However, if a demon descendant is completely and completely adapted to the environment of the surface world, then the combat power they burst out is absolutely terrifying.

Sean still remembers that there was a demon descendant in the game who was said to have lived on the surface for more than ten years and had reached the twelfth rank legendary level in strength, and this guy destroyed most of the Southern Duchy Alliance by himself, and even buried more than three million players, and was finally killed by several top guilds on the southern continent. Of course, afterwards, because of the distribution of spoils, these guilds went to war with each other, which is another matter.

"You're so delicate." Rottikabas sat down next to Harding and said with a grin, "You've only walked this way, and you're so horny." ”

"I'm a demon." Harding rolled his eyes.

"I know." Rottikabas nodded as a matter of course, "You demons are notoriously surface scum, and it's incredible that you're able to hold on. …… I'm just teasing you. ”

A strong murderous aura emanated from Harding's body.

"Hey." Feel the murderous aura on Harding's body. Rottikabas didn't care at all, "With you now, do you think you will be my opponent?" I don't even need the Aragami Spear. can also beat you down lightly, do you believe it or not? ”

After thinking about it for a while, Harding found that with his current situation, it was indeed difficult to get any benefits from Rhoti Kabas. Of course, if each other is in their heyday, then there is still some chance of winning, but because of the dehydration just now. I'm afraid that my strength is less than half of usual, and if I really fight with Rotikabas, it is estimated that I will be beaten down.

So. Harding just snorted coldly, and then stopped talking.

However, Rottikabas did not let Harding go, he suddenly reached out and hooked up with Harding's shoulder, and then began to toss again.

Look at the situation of the dark elves and the demon descendants. Sean sighed helplessly. He began to wonder if it was the right choice to come out with these two people of the Holy Blood Clan. Almost without thinking about it, Sean already knew what was going to happen tonight, since leaving the Void Principality, the two of them had always been like this: in the morning, it was Rottikabas who tossed Harding to his heart's content, and in the evening, when Harding had rested enough, and after recovering his strength, it became him tossing Rhoticarbas.

In this regard, Sean can only take one step at a time.

Of course, if it was just these two Holy Blood races. That's fine.

Sean glanced back at Heatley.

By this time, Heatley had already raised the staff in her hand, and then chanted a spell in a low voice. The next moment. An extremely obvious exuberant vitality instantly emerged from Sean and the other six people, completely dispelling their fatigue and making them full of energy again.

Vitality of life.

A common rejuvenating technique from the Church of Life, which is mainly used to restore spiritual power.

Of course, this magic is quite good for many people, but it is not very popular for others.

Sure enough, almost as soon as the vitality was activated, Harding let out a muffled snort, and he was moving away from Heatley at a very fast speed, which was not an exaggeration to say that he was even rolling and crawling. And Rotikabas let out a hearty laugh on the side, which naturally made Harding very unhappy, but he couldn't say anything.

Life vitality will bring continuous damage to dark creatures. In terms of Harding's strength, it is naturally impossible for ordinary life vitality to bring them harm, at most it is a little uncomfortable. But the problem is that Heatley is not an ordinary person, she is the saint of the Church of Life, and it is very likely that she is the most powerful saint of all time, so the vitality blessed by her is not as simple as uncomfortable for Harding.

Sean couldn't understand why the church members were relieved when he abducted Heatley from the Church of Life. Now, he could finally understand, and at the same time know what was wrong with Hittley's child.

Regardless of the occasion or situation, the magic is performed indiscriminately.

"I say, little Heatley." Sean pinched his eyebrows, then walked over to Heatley's side, "Like just now, you don't have to use your vitality, we just need to rest a little." You see, if you use your life force, it will also consume divine power, right, once your divine grace is consumed, then we will be very troubled. ”

"No, it won't." Heatley blinked and said innocently, "Even if I use my vitality for a whole day, I will hardly lose anything." …… Or do I bless us with a glorious blessing of life? ”

"No, I don't think so." Sean sighed helplessly, "Actually, what I want to say is...... Harding may not be comfortable with these magical effects of yours. ”

If Heatley blessed the blessing of life radiance, this might not be bad for Sean and the others, but for Harding, it was no less than pouring a bucket of gasoline on him, and at the same time setting the gasoline on fire.

"Why?" Heatley tilted her head, and her little face showed a blank look, "The life force is warm and comfortable, how can it not be adapted?" I think Mr. Harding must just be sick, and if it's okay, I'll just come and treat him again. ”

"Oh, no! …… Get away from me! (To be continued......)

PS: Na, let's get some monthly passes!