When Varif introduced Zhao Long, the camp was receiving angels, ten.

This time they came to be well-behaved, amiable, and approachable.

After the angels and Akara and the others negotiated some "friendly" terms, exchanging the priest's secret for the right to operate within the power of the Human Alliance, they began to act in various places on the Rogue continent.

First, they selected some die-hard loyalists in various parts of the continent, and then began to fund the construction of churches, printing Bibles and other books, and distributing missionary work.

In order to strive for more human faith and lay a good foundation for the development of their own race, this time the angel clan spared no expense and spared no expense.

Time waits for no one, and they use the fastest speed to develop their second foundation in the Anthropocene realm.

The news that Zhao Long heard from Andariel made Akara and the others not idle, and after getting rid of the angels, they prepared for a monster attack three years later.

At this time, the drunken shrimp dragged a dividing line out for a walk.

In the desert, an hour passed.

"Well, Grandpa Varif are there vultures here?" Listening carefully, Zhao Long, who remembered that there was a bird on the earth, saw Varif pause for a moment and then asked.

"Vultures?"

"Is it the kind of bird that has gray feathers all over its body but no head on it?" Variv thought for a moment and then asked Zhao Long

"Yes"

"Yes, but our name is Rotten Eagle, they are level 60 monsters, you have to be careful."

After waiting for a day and a night, the storm finally stopped, and during this time, Varref, who had a sense of foreboding, once again told Zhao Long in detail about the characteristics, attacks, and appearance of all the monsters in the desert.

Before you go.

"Aaron, the road we will take is a shortcut, it will only take two months to cross the desert to reach Rugoin."

"How long will it take if we don't take shortcuts?"

"In the past, when I led a caravan to the edge of the desert, it usually took more than half a year, but now it is different, according to the speed of the two of us, we can reach the center of the desert in ten days. When the time comes, you have to pay attention, there are all high-level and low-IQ monsters who don't know whether they are alive or dead, and we can flash and dodge, and don't fight until we can. ”

"Then why didn't you bring the caravan this time?"

"If it's not for you as a pervert, I really doubt that your inventory can fill the entire Rogue Continent with everything, and it won't be full." Variv looked at Zhao Long speechlessly.

"Oh my God, why don't I have an inventory of infinite storage~~~"

Varref, an expert-level diplomatic master who has seen countless worlds, is also shouting in his heart at this time.

At noon, under the scorching sun, a scorching heat wave swept over every inch of land.

Two human figures appeared in the distance. They scurried against the sand that had been smoky.

During the journey, Zhao Long, who had been carefully observing all the way, felt that nature had laid a yellow carpet here.

When the wind blows, it is as if someone is shaking the carpet, and the sky is full of dust and smoke.

Moreover, there are many whirlwinds on the desert, one by one, rolling up the yellow sand, like a big smoke rising from the flat ground, and running around the desert.

As dusk approached, Zhao Long found that the desert in front of him had changed again.

He looked at the golden color in front of him. Looking at the boundless yellow sand spreading across this boundless land, no matter how much he exhausted his eyes to find and see, he couldn't see a trace of greenery.

There are no gurgling waters, no towering mountains. There are only countless wrinkles of sand and gravel that rise like solidified waves, and the golden horizon that stretches into the distance.

The vastness of the desert made Zhao Long, who was running, feel tired quickly, and he seemed to have a feeling. It seems that he will never be able to get out of it.

For the first time, he felt the horror of the desert.

The next day in the endless sea of sand, he saw clumps of dwarf trees with a little green.

"Aaron, this is Shaliu."

"This clump of sand willows. In order to survive in the desert where water is scarce, Salix relies on its tenacious perseverance to dig its roots deep in the sandy soil, reaching a depth of tens or even hundreds of meters, until it reaches a place where there is a water source. Here, once life is generated, it is difficult to die, because the harsh environment can often raise great and tenacious lives, just like the monsters here, the killing habit does not achieve the goal, and it is super difficult. Variv didn't wait for Zhao Longqi, who had stopped, to ask him, and explained himself first.

On the tenth night of the journey, Zhao Long, who had arrived in the center of the desert to rest and had not encountered a monster in the past few days, discovered three fatal problems and a good news by chance while using fire to keep warm.

These three problems are more lethal than they were in the monastery.

The first problem: small trees summoned by the wood system at night will die as quickly as they are summoned during the day. When summoned during the day, they quickly wither and wither, and at night they turn into ice trees, which die faster because of their weight that causes them to be swallowed up by the sand and sink.

The second problem: the role of the soil system here is zero, and once you summon it, the earth wall will sink like a tree, and the weight of the sand will not be able to bear it at all, and there are many earth attacks that cannot be sent out.

The third question: the fire system is very good at night when it is minus 30 degrees, but if it is used during the day, the two of them will be miserable.

The guest officers can imagine what it would be like if Zhao Long summoned the fire again during the day when the temperature in the air reached 70 degrees.

Hint: Scorching sun, sand surface temperature and fireworks over a few hundred degrees.

Roasted Zhao Long? Roasted Varif ? Or did the two decide to die after they couldn't think about it?

The good news is that white eyes are as normal as writing wheel eyes.

Zhao Long promptly told Varif the bad news and another piece of good news.

The bad news made the level 92 assassin cry, and the good news made him depressed when he understood the effect and distance of the white eye.

Varref's headache is: although the monsters here have low IQ, they design traps that are the best among the first-class, and more than half of the wind and sand in the desert are caused by them, and now he is alone with a rookie insect who is only level 15 bravely enters the monster pile of level 60 to 75, if one accidentally hangs Zhao Long, how can he face Jiangdong's father?

It's not enough to die tens of thousands of times to pay it back.

He was depressed: 90% of the monsters are buried in the sand at a depth of 100 meters to rest, and they also have super protective colors, if the monster does not move, it is impossible for the white eyes to detect it.

"What to do? How did this kid find out when he got to the place where the monsters were gathered? Variif was speechless and looked at the sky.

"Ah~~~" Varref, who couldn't think of a good way, shouted frantically, and then looked at Zhao Long viciously.

"What's wrong with Grandpa Variv? Are you constipated? Zhao Long, who was frightened when he saw it, crossed his hands on his chest and slowly stepped back.

"Damn, your sister, I'm not trying to insult you, you're afraid of a bird's egg~~." Looking at the boy who had been backing away and putting himself in a dilemma, Varif understood what he meant by crossing his hands, burst out with foul language for the first time in his life.

Saliva splashed, and like a machine gun, the foam star shot directly into Zhao Long's face, who was five meters away from him.

"Forget it, let's see the move, it's too late to leave now, the two of them have already gone deep into the hinterland and into the range of the monster's power, but it should be okay if I'm careful." Helpless, Variif comforted himself by accepting the reality that was about to push him to a dead end.

But is it really that rosy?

In the early hours of the morning, when humans wanted to sleep the most, and their consciousness and defense were the weakest, Variif and Zhao Long, who were just about to set off, heard a loud rustling sound in the distance.

It's on all sides.

The three-meter-high sand waves in a circular encirclement surged forward from a distance, like an invisible giant hand, peeling off the desert layer by layer, and then peeling off another layer, attacking the two of them.

The two of them visually inspected and found that the monsters were nearly 100 yards per hour.

"What monster?" Zhao Long's white eyes saw countless long strips of white energy flowing.

"At least three hundred sand snakes," Variif had just finished counting, and as soon as he finished speaking, the monsters sprang out of the sand in order and leaped into the air.

Looking at the yellow rough skin that pounced on his body more than ten meters long in the air, his mouth was open and drooling yellow fishy saliva, and in addition to the two sharp teeth, there were also three rows of monsters with hundreds of jagged sharp teeth rotating in the mouth.

Zhao Long, who looked up, instantly appeared in his mind what he said to him before leaving at the foot of Valif Mountain.

"Sand snakes are a combination of sand worms and snakes, with wide wings, and once they are dispatched, they are hundreds of level seventy monsters that act together. Like other monsters in the desert, it grows and heals itself within ten seconds after being injured and severed, and spews more venom than Andariel. Remember, be sure to attack the little white dot on their tail or attack from the inside, otherwise you won't be able to kill them, and the most important thing is that they will call out to friends and attract other monsters. ”

Varif and Zhao Long, who were in ambush, were preoccupied with vigilance.

The attack came instantly, and the two people who were back to back moved.

But as soon as Zhao Long moved, he found that something was wrong.

It's a big deal.

The bad thing is because of the softness of the sand, and Zhao Long, who has never fought in the desert, and Varif who knows the way of the old horse ignore this small problem.

But often the most lethal are the ones that arise from small problems, like tiny and inconspicuous anthills in a levee.

They can cause levees to burst, they can cause floods, they can turn a bustling city into a swamp country in an instant, just like now.

When the sand snake's big mouth pounced, seeing the opportunity, Zhao Long's body leaned to the right, and his left foot kicked on the sand.

He wanted to jump to the right, and then go around to the monster's tail weakness. (To be continued......)

PS: Pushing the book written by this friend: Water Moon Record of the Chinese Medical Museum, interested guest officers can take a look