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The scorching sun is coming to the earth again...... The temperature is rising rapidly, just like the price of food in a disaster year.

In the hot grit, a pale-skinned young man sat cross-legged.

On the ground, there are several red and yellow veined streams, densely covered like spider webs. With the breath of the youth, these red and yellow veins and streams flow slowly and firmly towards the youth.

Yellow is filled with the heaviness of the earth, and there is a slight stagnation between the flows. The red color is filled with the activity and burst of flames, often in the veins and streams, bursting a small cloud of dust.

The yellow, dry and hard stone skin slowly peels off and turns into a little yellow droplets. The young man's consciousness regained and he opened his eyes, flashing a flash of red and yellow.

The chest cavity was bulging, mixed with the breath of red and yellow light dust, and turned into a column of qi, condensing but not dissipating. Draining the elemental residue from his body, Rick stood up and stretched his limbs vigorously.

For some reason, as if he had let go of a heavy burden on his heart, he woke up this morning, and Rick felt that his affinity with the elements had increased a little more.

Slowly reminiscing about what happened to him in Palm Village, Rick took out the loot.

Seven pieces of swarthy black crystal, half-water bladder soul powder. These are physical gains, and during the battle, Rick also discovers some tricks.

Rick's talent is "Double Strike", which means that when you cast a spell, you get a double blow.

And after incarnating as a half-elf, the earth-based witchcraft has also reached the double release of Cheng dù, which can be described as a tiger with wings.

In this way, not only has Rick's attack methods been enriched, but the attack strength has also reached a new high.

However, in terms of control power, Rick was still a little insufficient, so when he chose to integrate the mantra, he fused the bronze mantra into the fire magic power.

In this way, the earth-based magic power and the fire-based magic power are balanced, and the recovery time can be fully utilized. At least until Rick's control is increased to the point where he can unleash at will.

Sombra is supposed to be a kind of soul storage container, set aside for the time being. Soul powder is a really good thing, and you can exchange it for the mechanical body you need to increase your combat power immediately with the remnants of Halis.

After thinking about his future plans for a while, Rick packed up, turned on his horse, and headed for the agreed Monte Copperplate City

Horses and beasts are good at running, and this kind of long-distance journey is a bit unbearable. Rick didn't have much to offer, so he could only grieve the beast.

At this time, a day has passed since the opening of Palm Village, and Rick's food and water sources are not enough.

But this situation is really nothing to the Satsuma people living in the desert.

Rick lifted the abrasive cloth and slowly inhaled the hot air, letting the air rest in his lungs for a moment, and let out a puff of turbid air. He glanced up at the big fireball overhead, shook his head and continued on his way.

In his wide, breathable gray robe, Rick put his hands on his horse. Between the fingers, two nail-sized balls of light swirled around the fingers.

A yellow, thick and solid, slower, but slightly easier to control.

A red, bursting active, many times mischievously escaping Rick's grasp, burning a scorch mark on the horse's back.

This is Rick after consulting with the mysterious voice to find a way to temporarily increase his control. Although the effect is very small, as long as he persists, Rick's control of the earth-type and fire-based magical power will become stronger and stronger.

Looking at the steaming vista from afar, the boundless desert scene made Rick feel a little more irritable.

Even if you can persevere, even if you believe that you can get out of the desert. But this experience of being alone, walking in the desert, Rick didn't want to do it again.

"Jingle Bell~! Jingling~! ”

Turning sideways, Rick's face was slightly happy. The familiar sound of the Sand Beast's bells gave Rick a hint of coolness.

Standing on horseback, Rick looked up and saw a medium-sized caravan moving in the distance.

Meeting someone is the best news of the day, even if it's just a group, it also relieves Rick's irritable mood a lot

From time to time, the hooves of horses and beasts sink into the yellow sand, raising pieces of sand and dust. Rick clamped the horse's belly hard, and his legs squirmed regularly and rapidly. The horse beast sped and quickly approached the vicinity of the medium-sized caravan.

Early in the morning, two young men dressed as servants waved for Rick to slow down and stop.

Pulling the reins, the horse beast slowed down and stopped not far from the two young men.

One of the young men with a proud expression covered his mouth and nose in disgust, and was very dissatisfied with the dust raised by the horse beast: "What are you doing? We can't keep approaching the caravan, or we'll attack. ”

The young man next to him raised his eyebrows, and instead of correcting the arrogance in his companion's words, he pulled the corners of his mouth, revealing an expression of watching a good show.

They have the right to be arrogant, and in the desert, when a caravan encounters a lone traveler, it is an attitude that is even worse than that.

Rick turned over and dismounted, took out a money bag containing twenty silver thalers, and said directly to the two of them: "I'll just follow the caravan, and then provide some food and water." ”

The two of them quickly opened the money bag and counted them, and the arrogance on their faces, like ice cubes in a sunny world, quickly melted away without a trace: "Haha, it turns out that my brother is on the road like this, I will go and ask the chief manager, there should be no problem." ”

One ran to report it, and the other talked about the "benevolence" of the chief steward.

After a while, another person came over with a happy face: "The chief manager said that it is not easy for all merchants to be outside, so you are allowed to join." ”

Rick smiled and nodded, led the horse beast, and quickly caught up with the two of them to the caravan.

At a closer look, the entire caravan was quite regular, just a strange smell mixed up, which made Rick frown slightly: "What kind of smell is this?" ”

The two servants seemed to have been waiting for Rick to ask. The smugness on their faces made their facial features rise slightly: "Hehe, I don't know?" Our caravan, but"

"What for? Let you come, it's not a chat and fart, you can do my work! ”

A sound full of gunpowder and a stern tone came from behind.

Rick looked, and not far away stood an emaciated middle-aged man. The dry and thin cheeks make his cheekbones more prominent. The thin lips were tightly pursed, and there was a hint of meanness. There is a slight smile wrapped in the corners of his eyes, and the overall look is rigid and rigid, which makes people feel like they are standing upright.

In the palm of his thin hand, he holds a short leather whip, and the slightly raised arc is very reminiscent of the scene of "skin and flesh".