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Although there are no active spells, these attributes are already quite remarkable, especially the immunity below the third-level spell, which is simply the most powerful attribute that Solam has ever seen now.

With this, Solam is not afraid of being set on fire by those low-level spells, and you can imagine how helpful this attribute is.

And because this robe is made of demon hunting spider silk, it has no weight on the body, and it can be warm in winter and cool in summer. (Because this is the effect of the material, it is not considered a magic attribute)

It is best to wear this robe in the desert weather, it is light and comfortable.

Just as Soram was rummaging through the spider armor for other magical items, trying to see if he could find a few more pieces of equipment that suited him, a shout suddenly came from a distance.

Hearing this, Soram quickly put on his robes, picked up the thunder fangs and the war hammer, and rushed out of the tent.

As soon as they came out of the tent, Solam found that Muhammad and the others had all gathered with their weapons!

"What's going on?" Solam asked, grabbing Muhammad by the hand.

"Alas! It's a sand pirate! Muhammad stomped his foot in hatred and said angrily.

It's no wonder that Muhammad was angry, there were still about ten days to get to Port Carlin, but he didn't expect to encounter sand thieves here, this ruin has not been discovered before, and Muhammad once thought that at least it should be safe here.

I didn't expect to encounter sand thieves! If he was really robbed by the sand thieves this time, then even if he ran back alive, then he would have to go bankrupt and commit suicide, and he could only pray now that the sand thieves he encountered were not from Turin.

If the other sand pirates might be able to negotiate and avoid conflict, if it were the Turinees, then Muhammad would have to fight to the death.

It's not for nothing that the Modessacs can stand on their own in Kalinshan and not be kings at all, at least every Modesac is very warlike, especially when it comes to protecting their property.

Those under Muhammad were his compatriots, and almost all of the Modsaks had been trained in combat since childhood. If there is no force in Karlinsan, it is better not to run the business, and Muhammad also used his strength to eat milk before leaving, and hired a team of Modesak mercenaries.

Modessac mercenaries are very famous throughout Kalinshan, they have the same reputation as Modessac merchants, once they collect money, then they will definitely fight to the end, many Modessac people will join the mercenaries to make the first pot of gold when they have no capital to do business.

Even so, however, Muhammad did not want to meet the people of Turine. Because those robbers are inhuman, and they don't want to die when they start a war. They Mordesak are not afraid of anyone in Kalinsan, but of the people of Turin.

Muhammad's men were warriors, and within a few moments they drove the camels under a section of the ruins of the ruins, and then the others surrounded them in the middle.

In the desert, almost everyone knows that camels are more important than people, and if they are snatched or killed, they can be killed by the desert without the help of the robbers. If something goes wrong with the caravan, everyone will die!

As soon as Muhammad and the others were ready, Solam found a number of camel riders on the east side of the ruins, brandishing scimitars and shouting inexplicable howls in their mouths, and rushed towards them.

Their clothes were strange, they all had large turbans wrapped around their heads, and their faces were wrapped in a layer of cloth, only their eyes were exposed, and their clothes were very light, and no one wore armor, not even leather armor.

"It's over! It's yellow eyes! It's yellow eyes! Finished! ”

When Muhammad saw these men approaching, his whole body trembled, and his mouth began to mutter words of unknown meaning.

"What do you mean?" Soram didn't hear clearly at first, so he asked Mohammed, but the guy seemed to be frightened, and didn't answer Soram at all, just muttered "yellow eyes".

In the end, Solam got impatient, pulled Muhammad directly, and asked loudly: "Panic!" Calm down! ”

Solam didn't expect that Muhammad, a man of five big and three thick, was so timid that the enemy had not even approached, so he trembled with fright, and he was really blind to that majestic beard.

It seems that Solam's cry made Muhammad sober up a little, but he still looked frightened, and he looked like he didn't want to. But I can hear Soram now.

"Yellow eyes are Turine! These damn wolves have their eyes on us! ”

The so-called yellow eyes, in fact, are talking about the eye color of the Turin people, in fact, it is not right to say that they are yellow eyes, the eyes of the Turin people are not yellow, but a light brown, which looks a bit like yellow, and the pupils of the Turin people will be a little slightly shiny, and the recognition is very high.

The average person who has seen the eyes of a Turin man once will never be confused with other brown eyes.

But it's not a good thing to see such unique eyes! These guys are the most ferocious robbers in the world, they are silent, they are ferocious! They will kill all the robbers who leave them behind.

What's more, these people are really strong in combat, these people are not afraid of death, even if they are stuck in the stomach with a knife, they can still continue to fight without changing their faces, and Muhammad once had the privilege of seeing a battle of the Turinees.

It was in a city where the Turinese and a local gang got into a fight.

A team of almost 50 Turinese faced a gang of more than 200 people, but in the end the gang left a corpse on the ground, and the Turinese lost less than 8 people.

At that time, Muhammad saw with his own eyes that a Turinese man was stabbed, but the guy did not even scream, but continued to fight in silence, and finally fell after killing seven gang members.

How fierce this is, with this ruthlessness, ordinary people really don't dare to compete with this group of robbers.

"Are you going to watch them kill you all?" When Soram heard these words, did he think that it made sense for Muhammad to be so afraid? Anyway, others don't leave a living mouth, then you're still afraid of a fart, since you have to die no matter what, it's better to fight with them.

These words made Muhammad sober up all of a sudden, yes, I'm afraid of a hair, it's already like this, anyway, it's not that they die or their own group of people die, it's better to fight, kill one is enough, kill a pair and earn it.

In fact, everyone knows this, but the person concerned was blinded by fear, so he didn't think of this stubble at all, and when Solam reminded him, the people on the side immediately understood!

"That's right! Fight with them! Let these bandits know! We Modessacks aren't easy to mess with! Fight! ”

Muhammad immediately began to shout, and as a leader, he knew that he could not be cowardly! Be sure to lift morale! In fact, Muhammad was ready for this from the beginning, but just now he was a little confused by the sudden blow!

But it wasn't too late, and Muhammad immediately began to cheer everyone up! How to lift your gas? Of course, it's money!

"Just fight them off today! All payouts are doubled! ”

If it had been before, Muhammad really didn't dare to say that, but didn't he receive 3,000 gold from Solam today? Anyway, it's a windfall, and since that's the case, it's not distressing to spend it! As long as the goods are kept, then he will earn no matter what!

When Muhammad's men heard this, their morale was immediately bursting! For the Modussaks, it is useless to say those big truths! It's only real if you give money in real life!

"Oh oh oh oh! Fight! Fight! ”

All of a sudden, those people started screaming wildly! Not to mention, it's really a bit imposing.

But the galloping sand thieves didn't care about that, and in their opinion, even the Modessac people were just a bunch of bluffing sheep! In the eyes of the people of Turin, all the peoples of this desert are their sheep! It doesn't matter if it's the Karinsan, the Modsak, or the Mansha.

(The Manshas, a new people, most of them are descendants of slaves, so they have black skin and a burly and powerful body, and the general Karlinshan people discriminate against this kind of people, thinking that they are a brainless slave race, and most of the Manshas now live near Mansha City in the east of Karinsan)

This group of sand thieves is really Turine, but Mohammed's luck is good, this group of Turineites is not very many, only more than 100 people, this is a small tribe of Turinees!

The people of Turine are very xenophobic, and this xenophobia is not only for other peoples, but also within them, and there are many tribes within the people of Turino, and they are also at odds with each other.

The large Turinese tribes naturally have more trade routes, and the small Turinese tribes can only do some robbery between the trade routes and some small caravans, and they don't dare to go too far, if they are discovered by the big tribes, it will definitely bring war.

And in the midst of the civil war, the Turineites maintained their tradition of killing all the people of the rival tribe, men and women, even children.

They believe that those defeated tribes are inferior, and that taking them in will pollute their noble bloodlines. In order to maintain the noble blood of the people of Turin, they can only let the weak die!

It is also because of this strange tradition that the number of Turinese people has always been small, which also makes the other peoples in the surrounding area breathe a sigh of relief, if the number of this kind of livestock people is large, then the others will not survive.

The Turinese that Muhammad was dealing with was a small tribe that could only survive by robbing small caravans that did not pay protection money in such areas that deviated from the caravans.

Today, this small tribe is considered to have won the jackpot, and actually encountered a caravan with three hundred camels, although the caravan of this size is not as good as those big caravans, but for this small tribe, this is also a rare fat.

So now every Turinese in this sand pirate team rushed towards this big fat meat with excitement, but although they were very excited in their hearts, they still maintained the usual style of Turinees, with expressionless faces and a cold charge.