Mingyue of the Great Song Dynasty http://www./0_1/

How could anyone walk by foot compare to the horse-riding knights? Except for a small number of goblins that lost fresh water, these goblins were almost wiped out.

"How come there are goblins in the desert? Aren't they supposed to be extinct long ago?" Lott said strangely.

No one can say this question. The Bether Desert has always been in a state of unowned state, and no one can say that they fully understand everything about this place. Perhaps the species that have been legendary extinct from the outside world have just migrated to the desert?

Moreover, there are too many mysterious legends in this place, and all the people who can travel through the Bethel Desert have a great component of luck.

"Mr. Lott, what do you think about the horror monsters and the dog-headed Sandman that Miss Michill just mentioned?" Captain Cavalier asked instead of answering the previous sentence.

"I don't know...you also know that the Bethel Desert has never been conquered. There may be many bizarre things in the desert. What we need to do is not to satisfy our curiosity, but to leave this place as soon as possible."

"Well, I understand. I'm just a little worried. Even if we pass through the desert, will the Emerald Empire accept us?" Captain Knight said with some concern.

Lott shrugged and said, "Watch on the better side, my friend. At least, we are far from war and plague. No matter how bad we are, it is better than in the Principality of Snow Eagle."

Captain Knight nodded and returned to the camp to command the busy schedule.

This is a large... refugee group with nearly two hundred people? The Rebirth of Sand Guard can also move in the sand and gravel, and can be used as a sight to inquire about information for Tyron. Based on their conversation, Tyron could roughly determine that they were not caravans, but teams that avoided war and plague. Since they were planning to venture across the Bether Desert and seek asylum to the Emerald Empire, there was nothing wrong with calling them refugees.

But is it that chaos in the Western Continent? It will force these people to venture into the Bethel Desert to seek that unpredictable shelter.

Tyron wanted to know for the first time when it was now and how long had it been since his death.

He was afraid that time would pass too long, and the person who killed him and the messenger behind the scenes would die. So who should he vent his resentment? Revenge is not his only motivation, but it is indeed a force that supports his actions at this moment.

Of course, Tyron, who had lived for three lifetimes, naturally understood that his comfort was the most important reason. He couldn't say what it felt like to the Emerald Empire. He was born in the royal family and had more than fifty brothers and sisters, so it would be strange if he could have a very good relationship.

Let’s take a step by step. Let’s understand the affairs of the Emerald Empire in the future. The key is to stabilize the foothold in this desert first.

The alienation tasks released by the system have no time limit, but generally this early task cannot last too long. The so-called Misilian Dagger is in the hands of this group of refugees. It is really too barely enough for him and the two reborn sand guards.

He moved very slowly under the sand, but this group of refugees was not fast either. After all, they were not just people, but also a lot of supplies to be transported, and the team was dragged too long.

On the other hand, Tyron is operating the temporary base through the system.

Due to resource limitations, now, except for the Tree of Life, only one Moon Well has been put into construction. According to Tyron's idea, after the Moon Well is built, it can provide 10 soul capacity. At that time, the elder's altar will be slow first, and the Tree of Life will make every effort to create elves and accelerate collection.

There are many giant cactus there, and it is a waste not to collect the source of life.

In fact, Tyron also thought of building an elder's altar first to strengthen his own strength, but considering that the Moon Well could replenish magic and provide population characteristics, he still made a choice.

In the desert, a long line was advancing in the scorching sun. Tyron under the sand layer kept thinking about various possibilities. The first thing he had to determine was the exact location of the Misilian dagger.

All ideas and plans must be based on this basis, otherwise everything will make no sense, and it will be a waste of time to not get the Misilian dagger in the end.

He did not dare to get too close because he was not sure whether there were magicians among the refugees. Shawei was relatively close, almost parallel to the team, and he also heard a lot of information along the way.

The team is protected by thirty knights, and the kidnapped girl is at the core. Listening to their conversation, the captain of the knight and the housekeeper are old acquaintances. After the royal family was destroyed, the entire Snow Eagle Principality fell into infinite turmoil, and the plague from the northwest also spread to the territory for several months.

This knights were originally a prince's private guard. After the prince died of the plague, he reached an agreement with the Roo family where Lott was located and took on the task of escorting the team through the Bethan Desert.

Tyron lived for two lifetimes, and it was almost forty years in total, and he had never really seen a war. Although there were problems within the Emerald Empire, as the only empire in the Eastern Continent, it was extremely powerful and there was no war at all.

It was hard for him to imagine how bad the Snow Eagle Principal was that it would have left these nobles and seek shelter from their hometowns to the Emerald Empire.

Of course, Tyron only needs a rough understanding of these situations. After all, he cannot stay in the Bether Desert forever. But now he still puts mission first, and he is still looking forward to the alienated tree of life, what changes will happen.

Time passes by bit by bit, and the day is about to pass soon. This group of people walks and stops due to the scorching heat, and the speed is not fast.

Tyron saw a lot of interesting things this day, such as two servants were left behind due to heatstroke and allowed to die of the sun. He could see that this was deliberately reducing staff, and their water should not be too much.

At dusk, the team gradually slowed down. The temperature difference between day and night in the desert was extremely large. If you were not prepared, people would easily fall ill under such a large temperature difference. People with heatstroke would be left directly, let alone fall ill.

In the harsh environment, human feelings have become extremely cold. According to Tyron's observation, none of this group of people cares about the two people who were left behind.

The desert dusk is an unforgettable beauty, but not many people know how to appreciate it, because under the beauty, it is absolutely cruel. Michel, who is only nine years old, stood on the sandy mountain and watched the sunset, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's so beautiful."

Behind were busy knights and servants, who were building camps. But at the end of their eyes, there was a sky full of yellow sand.

Sandstorm? No, no...

"Miss Michelle, please return to the camp... Oh, God of Father is above, what did I see." Lott, who had just walked up the dune, was stunned by everything in front of him.

The dust in the sky was not the only thing that shocked him. The two huge figures that appeared and disappeared in the sand were the real trembling existences.

At this moment, Tyron had buried himself deeper. He had just "saw" the things in the sand through his unique perception ability. It was a giant centipede fighting with a giant scorpion. The sand and dust in the sky were not a sandstorm, but a wind and sand rolling up under their fierce fighting.

They are now coming to the camping place where the group of refugees are camping. Lott is fighting and suddenly starts to rise up Michel, rolling and crawling back to the camp, telling what he has seen just now.

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Chapter completed!