"Of course, he's my idol, my life's goal. According to the older generation, under the leadership of Beta Dewei, the prosperity of the Sandworm Village has reached an unprecedented height, and his deeds of hunting the Sandworm King are even more praised as a well-known legend. Mark said excitedly, completely intoxicated by the worship of the hero.

Han Wu looked at Mark's appearance and couldn't help but glance at the sculptures in the sacrificial square.

"Haluha, Mark, are you daydreaming again, wanting to inherit our great warrior, the great man of Betad?" At this moment, a rough voice interrupted Mark's intoxication, and a man even more burly than Mark walked up.

"Basha!" Mark looked at this man who was a head taller than himself, and a trace of disgust rose in his heart, this Basha was a year older than Mark, and he usually relied on his physical advantage to often bully Mark, and Mark had already resentment in his heart.

"I'm following in the footsteps of the great man of Betad, what's the matter with you Basha!" Mark said with some annoyance, and Basha's words just now were clearly mocking.

"Hmph, I just don't want a weak person to tarnish the reputation of our great Betards!" Basha squinted at Mark, not caring at all about Mark's annoyance.

"You! Who do you say is the weakling! Mark shouted angrily. It's just that Basha approached Mark without showing weakness and said in a low voice: "Whoever should be is whom, and besides, the only one who can inherit Lord Beta is me, Basha Bullock!" I will be the second hero of Sandworm Village! ”

Mark listened to Basha's arrogant declaration, but he couldn't find a chance to refute it, so he could only glare at the arrogant man. Although Mark was angry, he still clearly knew that this Basha was the most potential hunter in all these years, and in the village, everyone considered the person who was most likely to inherit the glory of the great man of Betad.

"Yo, isn't this the amnesiac outlander? Ha Luha, it's a joke that a woman wants to participate in Tsar King's Day too. Basha ignored the angry Mark and his eyes fell on Han Wu next to him.

Basha looked at Han Wu with a playful face, only to see her delicate body, with a touch of morbid beauty on her face, and the whole person looked very weak, which made people want to hold it in her hand and love her.

"Little girl, don't participate in the Tsar King's Day, follow me Basha is enough for you to be glorious." Basha licked his lips, his eyes still filled with lust, eager to take Hanwu for himself.

"Basha! Watch your words! Mark glared angrily, leaning in front of Han Wu, blocking Basha's greedy gaze.

"Yo?! Heroes save beauty this is? Basha said in a weird manner, turned closer to Mark, and said viciously in his ear: "Mark, don't worry, when Lao Tzu gets tired of playing, this chick is still yours!" ”

"Bang!" With a loud bang, Mark finally couldn't hold back the anger, took off the heavy iron behind him and slammed it on the ground, which made the people on the field pay attention to this side.

Basha pursed his lips, knowing that making trouble in front of so many people would not have a good impact on him, so he had to laugh a few times and leave, and when he left, he didn't forget to throw an obscene smile at Han Wu.

"Mark ......" watched Basha line up, Han Wu inexplicably called Mark, but Mark, who was scolding Basha angrily in his heart, was stunned, he thought that being teased by Basha like this, Han Wu would be very angry, but he didn't expect it to be so calm.

"What?" Mark asked.

"Do you really want to inherit that Beta Dewei?" Han Wu turned around and said very seriously to Mark.

"Uh...... When, of course! Mark was a little confused.

"Then you have to hunt down the Sand Worm King, right?" Hanwu continued to ask.

"Uh...... Yes, yes! Mark replied blankly.