Chapter Fifty-Eight: I Like Mounts That Can't Speak
The skeletons of the valley moved, surging out after Luo Qiu like a tide, and most of the animals here were animals, on all fours, and they were not slow to run.
At the mouth of the valley, Luo Qiu counted them, and there were probably more than two thousand corpses.
With more than 2,000 skeletons in hand, Luo Qiu continued to run into the depths of the wasteland. This time, Luo Qiu did not let the Immortal Chenguang go at full speed, and only maintained the speed of ordinary horses galloping long distances, but despite this, he still threw off some skeletons.
If these skeletons can't catch up with Luo Qiu in the next three or four hours, they will lose the blessing of the king's presence and collapse on the spot.
After passing through a green state, Luo Qiu glanced at it and found no trace of human activity.
He picked the skeleton closest to him, snapped his fingers, and a soul fire took shape, and then bounced into the skeleton's body.
The flame of the soul given by Luo Qiu replaced the flame spawned by the king's presence, and the skeleton became a true immortal.
Under the command of Luo Qiu, the skeleton walked into the oasis, found a position with a good view and began to dig a pit, and then lay inside, only one head was exposed.
In this way, Luo Qiu is equivalent to laying an eyeliner in the oasis.
In this way, all the oases, Luo Qiu buried a skeleton, on both sides of the river, he would also bury skeletons, and when he saw the place where the corpses were concentrated, a king came down and summoned a group.
Although they left a lot of trails along the way, there were more than 5,000 of them that could catch up in the end.
By daytime, Luo Qiu had already crossed half the entire wasteland, sprinkling skeletons and bones along the way.
The road he took was the most common path taken by caravans, and all sand piracy activities must be inseparable from this range, otherwise they would break up if they couldn't grab something.
As long as you have enough eyeliner in this range, you are not afraid that you will not be able to catch the traces of sand thieves. If he can't catch it, Luo Qiu is going to spend three or four days stepping on the entire wasteland, and all the oases are buried with eyeliner.
Sand thieves can stop robbing money for a while, but they can't go without water for three or five days.
Holding Luo Qiu, who had spent three or four days of hard work, suddenly his heart moved, and he turned his head to look at the back and forth, and in that direction, he vaguely felt the call of the soul from the skeleton under his command.
"Yo, such good luck? Luo Qiu said unexpectedly.
"Maybe it's not Blackbeard, it's some other sand thief. Immortal Chenguang poured cold water, and then said: "Your Majesty, how about you say that I will change to a flying body? How about a dragon? Do you like to be a dragon knight? I will change to a dragon for you to ride." ”
"I don't like dragon riding, I like mounts that don't speak. Luo Qiu tugged at the reins and turned it around.
Immortal Chenguang turned his head and kept saying, "It's okay, it's okay, I can't speak, I can only resonate with my soul." If Your Majesty doesn't like it, then don't change it, and now the number of those two-legged lizards is getting smaller and smaller, so it's better to let them go. But the waste of dead dragon corpses can also be used, should we go to Dragon Island, occupy their dragon tombs, and pull all the dragon corpses back?
"Isn't it talking with soul resonance?" Luo Qiu had an urge to vomit blood.
However, its proposal seems to be a good idea, hit the Dragon Island and snatch up the ancient dragon corpses in the Dragon Tomb, wouldn't it be able to form a powerful air force immediately?
However, Dragon Island is located in the depths of the sea, and a billion skeletons cannot cross the sea, so they cannot give full play to their numerical advantage. If you rely on those high-level undead creatures under your command, even if you defeat Dragon Island, you will suffer heavy casualties.
And dragons can fly, not easy to kill, occupy other people's lair, that is endless, flying every day to make trouble, it will be very troublesome.
"That's a good idea, but think long-term. Luo Qiu rarely praised the immortal Chenguang.
"Your Majesty also thinks this is a good idea, right? I know that I am a smart immortal Chenguang, Your Majesty, I have many great ideas, let me tell you them one by one. ”
"I like mounts that don't resonate with the soul. Luo Qiu said.
"Oh, Your Majesty, your immortal light has forgotten how to resonate with your soul. Immortal Chenguang immediately changed the way he spoke, using his power to rub his voice from the air in front of him.
Realizing that he couldn't stop this desire to talk, Luo Qiu had no choice but to give up and rush back and forth with thousands of skeletons.
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A team of dusty horsemen rushed from south to west to the nameless oasis, completely unaware of a skeleton half-buried in the earth, quietly holding up its head to look at them, some scattered to guard it, some dismounted and camped to get food, and everyone tried to keep their voices as low as possible.
Surrounded by the trees in the oasis, a dwarf with a big black beard and two other dwarves, three or four humans, sat together, took out the dried meat and baked it, and the surface of the roasted fat could not wait to be sliced, and roasted while eating.
While eating and drinking, one of the humans asked, "Chief, what's going on?" Who is the target this time?
The blackbearded dwarf glanced left and right, and found that except for the few people in the circle, the rest of his men were more than a dozen steps away, and no one deliberately looked in this direction.
Only then did he lower his voice and said: "Last night there was a big caravan in Rose Town, there was a lot of goods, and the old dry corpse of Reinhardt personally received it, and our eyeliner couldn't get close, it seems that there are a lot of good things." We'll just wait for it. ”
Seeing Blackbeard's movements, everyone also subconsciously lowered their voices: "Reinhardt personally received it?
There are many precious things in forging materials, not to mention Adamantite Mithril and the like, such as dragon skin keel, Titan corpse, deep sea ironwood and the like, which are even more rare treasures.
Back then, the King of Steel Bones slaughtered a transformation dragon and threw it to Reinhardt to forge the transformation magic armor, but it spread throughout the continent, which shows how attractive the rare material is.
"Probably not, I heard that Reinhardt is going to build another mage tower, and it may be that building materials are being transported. Blackbeard shook his head, he knew more information and could make more accurate judgments, but unfortunately, no matter how much he wanted to break his head, he would never have thought that the caravan belonged to the Steel Bone Collar.
"What's there to grab the building materials, it's useless for us to grab a pile of stones," the men pouted.
Blackbeard glared at him, "Who said we grabbed the stones? The stones have already been transported to Rose Town, will they be shipped out on the way back?" The things are sold, what will the caravan carry on the return trip?"
"Gold coins. "Everyone's eyes lit up. It's good to grab money, but if you grab the goods, you have to change hands and sell them, but the money can be spent directly, which is too convenient.