Chapter Seventy-One: Fetch Water, Strange Creature

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Odin's muscles were tense, and his concealment was even more profound than that of the Nehru family.

Seeing that the blow missed, the assassin who showed his figure, the arc-shaped blade in his hand slightly emitted white light, and the two curved blades staggered forward, and the light that intersected in an instant forced Odin to dodge sideways.

With this attack, the figure disappeared again, quickly retreated to the rear, and disappeared in front of Odin's eyes in the blink of an eye.

Calculating the direction of the Assassin's retreat, Odin judged that it should be the Grey Mang.

The mood that I wanted to explore was completely destroyed.

Turn back to the territory of the Grey Cloth.

This time, Odin did not use phantom steps, but walked step by step on this strange continent.

For this strange and strange continent, Odin always has a strange feeling spreading in his chest, as if this continent is about to decline, but it is full of vitality, and the two different feelings are especially obvious under the heart.

In just one mile, Odin walked for half an hour.

The cowering man at the entrance of the cave had eaten all the rat meat in his hand and was looking up at the sky.

A little hope is the motivation to survive and the hope of tomorrow for the indigenous people of this world.

Silently following Odin, they returned to the territory of the Grey Cloth Clan.

Lance has no doubts about the extra soil eaters behind Odin, for him, those who are always out digging and eating soil will never be his own people, so it is a good business to make Odin closer.

On the contrary, Bob was full of interest, and kept circling next to the already skinny man.

"Lance, when I went out just now, I saw a man with two round blades in his hands, who has a strong ability to conceal, is he from the Gray Mang Clan?"

Only then did Lance notice that a piece of black hair was missing from the corner of Odin's face.

"Round Twin Blades!The strongest man of the Gray Mang Clan, you should have happened to meet him coming out to hunt, and countless of our warriors here were quietly cut into pieces of meat by him and buried in this barren land. ”

The strongest of the Grey Mang, Odin already has some estimates of the Grey Mang's combat power.

"Have you already selected the fighters you have chosen?"

Seeing Odin finally speak up about it, Lance was overjoyed.

"It's been picked a long time ago, Mu Zha, Xinde, you two come out. Lance said, pointing at the two.

As early as when he passed through the dirt-eating area, Odin had already chosen two one-person-high stone slabs, and he was a little out of breath when he didn't have to use his strength.

"Don't use the energy you exude to lift these two slabs slowly. ”

Hearing this, the two warriors blushed, and the strength of Xinde's body was running, and he lifted the stone slab above his head faster than Mu Zhan, and looked at his leader with some pride.

Unexpectedly, it was Lance's gloomy face.

Before Lance got angry, Odin said, "It's for you to lift up slowly, and Xinde don't use your strength." ”

Only then did the two of them think of Lance's advice before, and thought of the consequences of losing their status as a leader, so they put down the slate with some fear, and obediently used the pure strength of their bodies to lift the slate.

Walking to the two of them, he patted the muscles on both sides of his body, and the stone slab that had just left the ground in his hand fell suddenly, and his arm seemed to have lost all his strength at once!

Before the two of them could recover from the loss of strength, Odin continued: "You should feel these two places, when you lift up, pay attention to these two muscle force sensations, and concentrate on these two muscles. ”

When Lance suddenly envied his subordinates and hesitated to ask Odin for advice, the sound of blunt force striking suddenly came to mind in the cave, and everyone in the room was busy getting ready.

Odin glanced at Lance in surprise.

Lance explained: "It's a signal for us to go out and look for water, and it's also the least amount of time in the wild, with us?"

Odin was very interested in the way the aborigines went out, and immediately nodded in agreement.

Holding the heart and the wooden fence in the connection of the stone slab, when he heard the voice, he was slightly stunned, the strength of his body relaxed slightly, and the stone slab smashed on the ground again.

"You two give me a good practice here, if you practice well, you don't have to go out, you also have a share, if you don't practice well, just wait to eat soil with people outside." ”

Lance summoned the warriors who were still pouring in, and the door of the room was crowded with people in a mess.

The surrounding people also consciously gave up a large open space.

"Let's go!" Lance ordered.

A team of 100 people appeared on this wasteland, bringing a small bit of life to this desolate wilderness.

Once it appeared on the ground, in the chaotic crowd, there was an instant silence, and each energetic warrior brought ten ordinary warriors, and quickly spread out from all directions.

Odin followed a team to set off, and the cowering man who had been in the cave before also followed Odin and set off together, although his body was still a little trembling, but he had already dared to step out of the cave and welcome the world.

The group moved extremely quickly, and as soon as they appeared on the plain, they looked like natural assassins, and the footsteps were almost completely inaudible.

After only a few faint markers, he continued to run quickly.

The Soil Eater who followed Odin gasped slightly, barely able to keep up.

He continued to run for several more miles, and just as the Soil Eater was about to collapse, he finally reached the end of the journey.

A palm-sized piece of sandy land.

Black grit poured out from underneath.

But this palm-sized sand has not expanded in the slightest!

Lance, the leader, quietly gestured a few gestures of action.

From the middle of the procession several people put clay pots on the ground from behind. Then take a step back.

Lance stepped forward and slammed his right hand into the edge of the sand, leaving a slightly dented fist mark in front of the clay pot.

The quick lap left five fist prints, and retreated a few meters with the crowd.

The bubbling black grit gradually stopped gushing out, and finally began to accelerate its recovery!

Leaving only a black hole, just when Odin thought that he had failed to get water, a long strip of soft body with spikes sprang out of the hole, bent down, the clay pot was just at the limit of bending, the soft body swept around wildly, and from the soft body to the ground drops of clear water, part of it fell in the clay pot, part of it was scattered on the ground, and the grass was raised an inch.

There is life energy in it!

Almost ploughed the land back and forth three times before it was retracted, and when the soft body was recovered, some people from the Gray Cloth tribe wanted to go up and retrieve the clay pot.

Odin and Lance had not had time to be born to stop them, they had already gotten up and taken a step forward.

It was this step that led to death!

The hole that had not yet been filled by black sand grains, the barbed soft body swept in a circle, and the moment it touched the gray cloth tribesman, the spike opened a bloody mouth, and the gray cloth tribesman was swallowed in one bite with just one bite.

It's too late to even struggle!

This time, no one dared to show their heads, and it was not until the black gravel filled the hole again that everyone got up and returned with the earthen pot on their backs.