To the west of the rocky plains, they passed through a barren gravel desert, and if there was at least any green to be seen on the rocky plains, there was nothing but grayish-white and yellow gravel and sand. Because of the lack of rain all year round, even the moss and lichens were invisible, and as the sun grew thin and cold, and the weight of the sand increased with each step, the caravan's guide gave a long, low call before dusk was completely replaced by night, and the horses and the caravan had to change their mounts and pack beasts here. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The men on the horses had gone down, the horses that had dragged the wagons were untied, the saddles of the horses and the like were removed, and only the bridle remained, and a strong merchant took hold of two or three horses at once, and with his companions pulled the horses kicking their hooves into the depths of the night. The horses exchanged in panic, shaking their heads, and letting the black iron chew open the corners of their lips and not obey the orders of the people, so the people began to whip them, forcing them to stagger together in a low sand, and the caravan master said something in the dialect of Grenada, and the men leaned down, tied the reins together, and then quickly departed from the chaos of hooves. Not all, the few men left behind took off their cloaks and handed them to their companions, and then drew their long knives, the cold light of the blades was like ice and snow in the moonlight, and the horses seemed to have a premonition of misfortune, they neighed, trying to break free, but the mess of reins only made them get entangled tighter and tighter, and after the youngest of the horses fell, they fell down in the desert with their hooves with the horses beside them, and the humans did not seem to want to wait any longer, and they stepped forward, the blades passed through the air, leaving only a bright line。

Several horses in a row had their necks severed with their protruding pulsating veins, and because of the relationship they had been struggling with before, blood gushed out at once, like a torrent that had been suppressed for hundreds of years, and it sprayed into the night sky, and even the moonlight seemed to be covered with a layer of blood—the blood quickly flowed down the horse's body into the sand, and disappeared in an instant—the lich closed his eyes slightly, and he could feel the deep ground trembling, and some hunters were attracted by the smell of blood, and hurried over.

The master of the caravan reminded sternly that all the humans had left their original positions and retreated to a distance of three hundred feet or more from the sand, and someone unloaded the wooden box from the carriage, and when the wooden box was opened, it was a neatly arranged steel crossbow, which was about twice as large and much heavier than a normal crossbow, and the crossbow arrows they distributed were obviously matched with the crossbows, and strangely enough, there was a hook ring at the end. And at this moment, there was a noticeable fluctuation at the edge of the sand, something was sneaking in the sand like fish, and the sound of the horses neighing became more and more terrible.

"How much?" asked the caravan master.

"Seven-of-a-kind. The young warlock closed his eyes and muttered, "No, nine, or eleven." ”

"It's too much. The caravan master gestured, and his lieutenant nodded, conveying to everyone what the caravan master meant—if there was anything else the soul of the other world didn't quite understand, the next moment something jumped out of the sand gave it the answer. It was a serpent, a very large serpent, each of which could almost hang down from the tip of a tall tower to the bottom of the tower, and as soon as they leaped out of the sand, they bit the head of a horse accurately, and their bodies were immediately wound up and tightened violently, so that like other snakes, their upper and lower jaws could be disarticulated, and the wide open snouts were lifted to the limit, and in the light of the crescent moon and the stars, one could clearly see the cascading patterns on the translucent skin. As soon as they bite their prey, they wriggle their muscles and swallow them, a horse is at least five or six feet, more than three feet tall, and weighs hundreds or even thousands of pounds, but these snakes devour them as easily and quickly as humans devour a sweet and silky strip of cheese, and there are many horses in the caravan, but they don't seem to take much time.

All the people held their breath in the feast, no birds flew through the air, and even the wind lost its original ferocity and became gentle and submissive—they could hear the eerie sounds of the snakes as they swallowed, and some of the horses would be pierced in the eyes by the snake's teeth. It was a stroke of luck that more horses were alive when they slipped into their esophagus, their hooves stomping inside the snake's body, their skins protruding from each other but not harming the monster - and by this time, the reins were holding them in the way, and a serpent began to pull violently, and its companion whipped it viciously with its tail without hesitation.

Humans waited patiently, and the serpents were caught in an internal strife, unwilling to give up the food they had swallowed, and wanted more from each other - they fought, and poured their bodies against each other, until the reins were corroded and broken by the unintentional dripping saliva, and several of them were already injured, their blood was transparent and gave off a strong fishy smell.

At this time, the master of the caravan raised his hand, and a scorching flame fell between the serpent and their food, and the frightened serpent suddenly rose up. Their shadows were like a tower cast on the ground, and anyone could be their next target, but more flames and lightning burst out from the hands of the caravan's hired warlocks, like a wall of death, the serpents shook their heads, their yellow eyes reflected the fire, venom dripping from their fangs, they were looking for an opportunity, but as the caravan master threw a bunch of herbs into the flames, the smell that resembled their natural enemies made them further weaken their intent to attack, after all, their bellies were already bulging enough to interfere with their movements。

Other merchants, who might have been thieves and assassins, ran lightly through the shadows and firelight, their piccolos moaning in disgust, and after a moment of stalemate, the serpents began to glide backwards, away from the noisy creatures - they left as fast as they arrived, and before they were out of sight of the humans, most of their bodies were in the sand.

Now it's time for humanity to get their money back, and the warlock makes a gesture and casts a spell, hurt by his kind to the point of being thrown at the last of the serpents, who suddenly get stuck in the solidified sand, and frantically flick their tails like they're hanging from a rock (which is also the case), pulling their heads out of the sand to see what is going on- But before that, the long, sharp bolts had pierced its scales and skin, the barbed arrows grasping its muscles, and the ropes hanging from the end of the bolts were firmly grasped by the humans, who silently pulled back, trying to pull the serpent out of the sand. They succeeded, and the enraged serpent straightened up and half-curled up, and after a violent spasm, a full-grown horse, whose fur had melted and whose flesh was blurred with blood, was vomited, along with the serpent's gastric juice that could fill an entire barrel, and it opened its mouth to a man, but then someone pulled the rope violently, and the serpent let out a silent roar, but when it tried to attack the man, the other part of its body was ruthlessly torn apart.

Just like that, under the command of the caravan master, they quickly took control of the five serpents, and although one of them was desperate to attack the person who injured it first, it was completely killed by the warlock's spell before it could close its jawbone.

Then the spirit of the other world saw the merchants flip the mechanism, and the carriage without horses spread out to the sides and front and back, like a four-petal flower, the carriage was slightly upturned, and the original canopy was opened, and the whole carriage became flattened, and then the warlock in the caravan cast a spell again, and the giant snakes suddenly became very obedient, and the merchants immediately busily dragged the carriages onto the back of the giant snake and fixed them.

But wait--these serpents seem to prefer to sneak in the sand, as spellcasters, outsiders from another plane may not have to worry about this, but here it seems to be more of an ordinary human (as opposed to them), and if its memory is not erroneous, what a squiggly line of ecstasy left by the serpents as they travel, as we see in the animal world, should they follow it three times left and right? No, it can't even imagine that horrible scene.

It was wrong, of course, and after the humans had finally secured themselves and their cargo, at the command of the Warlock, the serpents raised their heads, slender like non-existent mhermbra wings compared to their massive bodies—their scales glittering with tiny glows, and the power of magic surged softly, as Cremar had felt in the Elven's winged ship, and the wind elemental lifted their heavy bodies into the air.

They rise smoothly into the air.

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