Without saying anything more to the group, he glanced at the conscripts who were fanatically worshipping the gods, as if they had been looking at those who were still ignorant after countless centuries. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Because of the sense of distance, he didn't waste his extra mercy on these people, and left the team directly with the two timid teenagers.

The black general Will Ash originally wanted to invite Zhang Chao to a meal, and his words were sincere, and he had a very good intention to befriend him, but he decisively refused, in his opinion, these people were already dead people, and he didn't want to have anything to do with them.

Because in the face of an ascended one, Galamar has only one way to perish, this is the general trend, a huge empire is crushed, and anyone who stands in front of him will be crushed, and he is no exception.

Booker looked at Zhang Chao's straight back, and squeezed the gold coins in his hand with some hesitation, he wanted to return the money to Zhang Chao, because he felt that this powerful existence had saved his life, and he should not ask for his money again.

Will Ash patted him on the shoulder and sighed: "It's a pity that we couldn't win over this Excellency, otherwise it would not be impossible for us to defeat the forbidden army sent by the Emperor." ”

Booker suddenly raised his head, as if he had discovered something unusual: "What...... What?"

Will Ash smiled: "Isn't it strange, in fact, in my heart, I never thought that I could defeat the emperor. ”

"Not only because the Emperor has never been defeated, but also because I know very well that it is impossible for the Ascended Hero to be defeated, even a powerful sand bandit gang like the Desert Skulls will not be able to hold out for a round in front of them, their strength is simply terrifying. ”

Booker's forehead was covered with a layer of cold sweat: "Then we ...... Is it necessary to resist?"

"Of course...... Because if you don't resist, the result will be death as well, or if you think it's better to be a slave than to die, I don't have anything to say. It's a dead end anyway, so why don't you choose to die better?"

Booker's heart thumped, and he thought of the Emperor's declaration, now that they had been defined as rebellion, even if he ran away, he would be captured as a slave if he was found to be a Galama...... He didn't want to die and he didn't want to be a slave.

He is still young, he has no wife and no big fat son, and he still has a lot of years to squander!

"Go, what are you still doing, go after that Excellency, I see that you can still talk to him, seize your chance, Booker, for you will regret it for the rest of your life, whether it is when you fall on the battlefield or when you sit behind the bars and die of exhaustion in the quarry. ”

"Will ...... General!" Booker's heart moved, he shook his throat and swallowed.

"Booker is dead, dead at the hands of sand thieves in the desert. The general patted him on the shoulder and pointed to the endless desert behind him, "Go ahead, Lao Tzu is rarely kind, if you don't leave, Lao Tzu may change his mind later." ”

Booker's eyes were a little moist, and he suddenly knelt down and slammed his head twice at Will Aisch.

"General, I'm going. He looked at the black general, who was waving his hand impatiently, and turned to the figure that was walking towards the large army, and with a twist of heart, he chased after the figure that was gradually moving away.

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"I'll send you two to the Chamber of Commerce now, give him this to drink, and he'll get better soon. Zhang Chao handed Balahai a bottle of small red medicine and pointed to the young man on his back.

"Your Excellency!"

Suddenly, a shout of surprise sounded in Zhang Chao's ears, and he turned his head to see a panting Booker standing in front of him, sweating profusely.

"Why are you here?" Zhang Chao frowned, he didn't want to have anything to do with these unrelated people, he didn't have the time to spare, promising Alayi to save his son was already quite delayed, and he didn't have any reason to bring such a drag oil bottle again.

Booker panted and tugged at the collar of his armor, spread his hand, and inside was a bag of gold coins: "My lord, I can't ask for your money, you saved my life, and that fresh grass should be repaid to you." ”

The indifference in Zhang Chao's eyes softened slightly, but his tone was still indifferent, he waved his hand and turned around and left: "No need, you can go." ”

Booker looked at the figures of Zhang Chao and Balahai gradually walking away, a little frightened, but suddenly his eyes lit up.

He hurriedly chased after him again: "My lord, if you want to protect these two children, it will be useless to send them back to Yuxili. ”

Zhang Chao didn't say anything this time, just showed an inquiring look.

As soon as Booker saw the play, he immediately made a profound analysis of the foreseeable tragic future of the two children, in addition to the decree issued by Azir, including the condemnation of all Galamas as rebels and the reduction of all them to slavery.

"Azir wants all Garama to be enslaved...... Could it be that the territory of his empire has begun to saturate, and the question of land annexation has affected him to take such extreme measures?"

Zhang Chao didn't expect Azir to make this decision because he wanted to quickly carry out a new ascension ceremony, so he felt very curious.

Land annexation is not very developed now, and it is clear that it will not be particularly serious, and even the existing land cannot be cultivated, and the empire is full of wasteland, it is in the era of prosperity, and it stands to reason that there will be no such demand.

Could it be ...... He just wanted slaves, wouldn't he be, Azir would be so mediocre?

Zhang Chao thought about it for a long time and didn't figure it out, and felt that Azir might indeed be an arrogant fool, so he didn't think much about it anymore and began to think about how to settle the Alayi family.

Although it is not related to the family, but since everyone has been saved, you can't give up halfway.

Thinking of this, Zhang Chao simply put another bag of gold coins in Booker's hand: "You take the two of them back to Yuxili, and then migrate to a sparsely populated place with their family." ”

"Can you do it?"

Zhang Chao looked at Booker's eyes, he nodded firmly, but his heart was slightly lost, but the moment this loss just rose, he saw Zhang Chao talking to himself and stretched out a hand to his forehead.

"Your strength is too poor, I'll teach you a simple swordsmanship. ”

Immediately after, Duke felt as if there was something more in his mind, and the villains quickly swung the sword in it, and the sword technique was really exquisite, compared to it, he felt that the sword technique he had practiced in the army in the past was simply stabbing with a burning stick, which was completely different from cloud and mud.

"And this sword, take it and protect these two children. Zhang Chao thought for a moment, then took out a sword that emitted purple light from the supply bag and handed it over.

As his strength increases, he can now kill low-level enemies, such as those desert bandits just now, and he can't earn any purchase points, but again, he can't exchange these low-level weapons for a few bucks at all, especially since this sword can't be used as a crafting item for any high-level weapons, so the price is even lower.

"Thank you...... Thank you!" Booker knelt again, his head slamming to the ground with a crisp sound, and in a short time he was bleeding.

In his opinion, this weapon was surrounded by purple light, and just by looking at it, he knew that it contained extremely powerful power, this was definitely an artifact!

Zhang Chao waved his hand: "Don't call me teacher, what you learn is just a swordsmanship that I made up casually, it's not very clever, and if you learn it the most, it will become a powerful gold at most...... That's what you call the Great Samurai. ”

"Let's go, let's go, don't bother me anymore. Zhang Chao waved his hand, he wanted to hurry up and take a look at the city, and then leave the city when it was completely dark, looking for an opportunity for him to merge and perfect the Candle Dragon.

"Teacher, what's the name of this sword?" Suddenly, an affectionate voice came from behind Zhang Chao.

Zhang Chao shrugged helplessly: "It's called Dolan." ”

He didn't give Booker a chance to pester him again, and quickly disappeared around the corner of the street, and he didn't care that his actions would create a famous Dolan Sword Saint in southern Valoran decades later, because it had nothing to do with him anymore.

After walking around the temple of the sun god in the city, he prepared to leave in disappointment, and the atmosphere of the impending war was filled with fear and anxiety on everyone's faces, even the priests of the temple.

Although such a city is still prosperous, it is like a busy worker ant before the heavy rain, full of panic and restlessness, such a city has lost the glory of the sun, and it has lost the meaning of reference for him.

He stepped into the endless desert alone under the gaze of the guards at the gate of the city as if he were looking at a dead man, without carrying any supplies, just like a very casual walk after dinner, relaxed to the extreme.

The sky finally got completely dark, and there was a cool touch in the air, Zhang Chao walked and walked like this, with a cigarette in his mouth, but the tobacco leaves in it were smoked out by him and replaced with fresh grass.

He was waiting for an opportunity, a moment when the cold night and the blazing day completely alternated, the moment when light and darkness bloomed, the moment when the bright moon and the night blended perfectly, and now he felt that this time was not far off.

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The moonlight was as cold as water, with a bitter chill, sprinkling the cold and soft touch to the entire desert, and the earth, which had been scorched by the scorching sun for a whole day, ushered in another extreme cold.

Everything became less quiet, and the whistling sound that had been hanging in people's ears like the angry howl of the demon king was gone, but it was replaced by the sound of countless small animals living in the desert coming out to feed.

The yellow sand rolled up, turning into the mouth of a giant dragon, a pair of huge dragon eyes stared closely at the distant sky, and half of the originally brilliant night sky suddenly turned into white at this time.

The blazing sun shone on the white sky, in stark contrast to the bright moon on the other half of the dark blue sky.

It was an earthy yellow mountain dragon whose entire body had become one with the earth over the years, and as one of the oldest ancient dragons, he had been asleep for too long.

"It's the taste of the same race, but it's a little unfamiliar...... Could it be that there are other ancient dragons that have survived?"

"Hmm~ This kind of power is very rare and powerful, and it is worth ...... I seize. ”

"A young bloodline, full of energy, it's not an ancient dragon, such a bloodline...... will extend my life. ”

The dragon broke free from the 10,000 tons of yellow sand on its back, and the wings that covered the sky and the sun stretched out, flapping its wings into the distance.

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In the middle of the Shurima Empire, there is a desolate desert, surrounded by countless sands and storms all year round, which is the insulation of all life, and no one can imagine what kind of powerful people inhabit it, they are stoic and strong, they are called - Stampa! (Stampa = Spartan?= Sparta?)

Here, there are many temples, gods worshipped by this powerful people, who are now fighting in a world they cannot see.

"Oh~ It's the power of the Star Casting Dragon. A soft murmur swirled from the temple, a powerful voice.

"It's been too long, and our grip on him is getting weaker and weaker. Another voice responded, one that seemed a little grumpy, but ethereal and elusive.

"The Spell that controls it is in the hands of the twelve, and now that we are so busy with infighting that it is impossible to control it with the Spell together. ”

"Yes, the Sun God's ambitions are too great, he wants us brothers and sisters to be his dogs, and we have no choice. ”

"But, someone has already thrown themselves on his side, hasn't they?"

"The poor moon god used to be so loyal to the sun god, but he is still the first to be out, he is not worthy of our trust at all, he is a liar, a deceiver. We're going to fight him to the end!"

"But after all, someone has to see the power of the star dragon, and if he does break free from our shackles, all of us will be a joke, and no one will be able to resist his wrath. ”

"The new Panson has not yet grown up, and he has grown up, and he is also a loyal supporter of the sun god, and the current human believers are no longer the sword in our hands, they belong to the sun god. ”

"Then send your priests, god of the earth. ”

"I don't think that's enough, I need your priest to help me...... When that happens, if we get something out of it, anything you and I need, I'll give you half of it, Storm God. ”

The other voice fell silent, as if considering something, and finally all hesitation turned into a categorical affirmation.

"Okay, I promise you. ”