Two days later, Duck embarks on a journey from Kanhara back to the Mensaro Underworld, accompanied by Maduk, who has been cleaned up by the Holy Mosque.

The two returned with a caravan from the Feida Chamber of Commerce. The caravan was going back to Umlim Harbor, passing through the South Road of Thunder Demon Hill, and the two of them happened to be on their way.

Before leaving, Usalim personally came to see him off, and personally handed the small box containing the notes of the sage Mahmad to Darker in its original form, and told him that the rich man Feida was a devout believer, but that his men were mixed, and that he should not expose the treasure at will, so as not to cause trouble.

Duck promised, although Marduk didn't know what was in the box, but after being cleaned up, he naturally knew that he should be a man with his tail between his legs.

Nothing happened, and in the evening the caravan arrived at a small makeshift camp and stopped for the night.

The desert is dotted with many temporary camps that have developed from small oases, which can provide convenient services for passing merchants and envoys. If an adequate supply of water is secured, it may grow into small towns over time.

There are a lot of desert beasts near the Thunder Demon Hill that can hurt people, and it will be dangerous for small caravans to rush forward. Therefore, the general choice of the caravan is to resupply in the nearby temporary camp, wait for the patrol team of Umlim Harbor to patrol over, and follow them through the Thunder Demon Hill.

Darker quietly used the Ring Spirit to check everyone in the caravan, and there was no abnormality, a water of Arabs. The strength of the caravan guards is very average, and they are considered the strongest combat power. But it didn't matter, there were already three or four small caravans waiting in the makeshift camp, everyone was together, security was improved, and the port patrol team would send someone to connect it early tomorrow morning, as is customary.

As the sun sets over the dunes, the steaming heat on the ground quickly dissipates, and a bitterly cold night is approaching.

Sand conducts heat very well, and there is a temperature difference of about 50 degrees compared to the daytime.

Heaps of camel dung were lit, bonfires were blazing, guards were on guard in groups of seven or eight, and merchants and their families sat around discussing what they had seen and heard. The camels were tied together in a circle and guarded.

It was late at night, and everyone went into the tent to rest. Darker and Marduk wrapped their robes tightly, covered them with blankets, and fell asleep.

According to Dark's vision, Thunder Mound's Hill is close to Umlim Harbour, and now that the chocolate has reached Kanhara City, there may be a new chocolate factory nearby, which should be easier to contact.

In fact, the most convenient way is to contact the Feida Chamber of Commerce directly, but Usalim is right, people's hearts are separated from their bellies, who knows if Feida's subordinates will see profit and forget their righteousness. It's better to find Royce and George.

Tomorrow you will be safe with the patrol team. Go to sleep.

Thinking so, Duck fell asleep.

A thick cloud crept in, obscuring the bright moonlight, and the huge shadow was like a huge demon's claw, holding the camp that had slept peacefully.

"Hassan, Hassan, hurry up, something is not right!"

Hearing Marduk's call in a haze, Duck immediately rolled over and sat up, "What's wrong?"

Marduk's turban lifted halfway, put his big ears on the ground, and said in horror: "Oh no, there's a guy circling around the camp, spun around and slipped away! ”

"Scouts, which force?"

"Not human!"

"Not human?"

"Fast, not human! Four-legged, desert lizard!"

Dark's heart tightened: "Isn't that what the Holy Protector Army raised to deal with the tunnel-drilling Mensalo?"

"Those are domesticated, this one is bigger, faster, it must be wild. ”

"What about their combat effectiveness?"

"Eat meat, live in groups, wander!"

As soon as Marduk's words fell, a terrible bull's horn sounded.

The whole camp was immediately awakened, and everyone rolled over, grabbed their swords, and was on full alert.

"What's going on? What's going on?"

"Camel, a camel has been eaten!"

"There's blood here, there's half of a face that's been bitten off, there's a bitten spine!"

"Don't panic, don't panic, count the number of people in each family, and guard the wooden wall!"

After a lot of scramble, the situation quickly converged.

There were no casualties, only one camel was torn and eaten by a desert lizard.

The wooden wall around the camp was intact, the guards in the southwest corner were dozing, two torches were extinguished, and the jumping lizards jumped in from the shadows, stole food, and then fled.

The camel's huge skeleton was torn to pieces, and its spine and leg bones were bitten alive. At the splinter, the bright tooth marks were as long as the little finger.

Good teeth.

Duck shuddered.

After years of maintenance, the wooden wall is a double-layer structure, one outside and one inside, with an interval of five meters between the two floors, which can be walked or hidden, and there are medium-sized watchtowers and arrow towers at the four corners.

The jumping lizard sneaks in at night, skimmes through two lines of defense in the air, lands lightly and silently, and jumps back the way it came—what a terrible infiltration battle!

What if the brigade jumper raids?

Already timid businessmen knelt down in prayer, and anxiety and panic gradually spread.

The lizard scout has appeared, and there must be a large group of lizards nearby.

Duck asked Marduk, "Does this happen to caravans often?"

"No, jumping lizards rarely attack camps because they know humans are not to be messed with. ”

"Then why are they gathering to attack us now?"

"I'm not a holy lord or a sage, I don't know, Lord Hassan—why are you going?"

"I'm going to go around again. With that, Duck walked towards the place where the camel had died.

"Okay, okay, who made you a master, wait for me!"

A gust of wind came, revealing a crack in the thick clouds, and in the faint moonlight, there was a bright light flickering on the silver sand.

Duck leaned over and picked it up, an old, thick scale.

The scales were the size of a baby's palm and shone with a dazzling silver glow in the moonlight, but it had a pungent fishy stench that Duck had to use the slime to filter the scent.

Marduk exclaimed, "Oh, Lord Hassan, throw it away, oh my God, it's disgusting, it stinks!"

"This must have fallen from the lizard. Duck tried to flatten the scales and fold them in half, but he couldn't do it.

He was secretly surprised, with such a high intensity, not to mention the bow and arrow, even if it was a slash, it might not be able to cause substantial damage, right?

Seeing him pinching the stinky scales in a daze, Marduk exclaimed, "It's the scales on the legs of the desert hopper, and judging by the spot where it fell, it should have been hung up when it jumped in." Please, you threw it away, it stinks. ”

"Why does it stink so much?"

"There is very little water in the desert, and the urine of the jumping lizard is very small, and it is as thick as paste, and once in a while, it will be poured on the legs. ”

"Why?"

"Urine evaporation keeps you cool, and the salts in the urine form a good protective layer when they dry out. So the jumping lizards, whether wild or domesticated, stink to death. ”

"The smell is a sign that a lizard is different from other animals, right?"

"It's hard to say, but some of the large, ferocious terrestrial birds have this habit too. But sir, you can't use the smell to find the jumping lizards, their vision is very good, and when you smell it, they will already surround you. Since they're not attacking us, we'll just avoid it. ”

"But sooner or later, you'll have to fight them, so you can rest. They're out in a group, they're going to have something to eat and drink, and if it's not us, who will it be?"