Five years later, the world of the Centaur Wasteland.

Endless wild grasslands, the sky is blue and white, but there is a round of blood-colored full moon hanging high in the sky.

"Further north is the permafrost, and every year when winter comes, the snow wolves living on the permafrost will move south with the cold snap. The cold winter brings disaster to the people and horses that thrive in the wasteland, and it also brings hope for the ice and snow water needed for the beginning of spring next year. ”

Green accompanies the whispering Stigmata wizard as he wanders and flies through the world of Centaur Wasteland.

"This is a small world that I got from another Stigmata wizard, more than 10,000 mature centaur slaves can be produced every year, in the hinterland of the southern dangerous corpse-eating thorn bush, there is a regionalized poisonous elemental creature, the vitality 6022 that was detected last time, should be the strongest lifeform in this world now. ”

"Life Force 6022?"

A white high-horned hat, a pair of illusory green light wings on the back, holding a magic wand that emits light blue brilliance, and bright eyes under short black hair, this Grimm has followed the Demon Hunting Expedition for the first time for the first time, and now he has advanced to the fifth level.

The words are like water waves, graceful and elegant without losing calm wisdom.

"Oh, it's my mask that has the ability to roughly assess the attack power that can erupt from the body after the passive evolution of some flesh creatures and elemental creatures, and it is indeed rare for these creatures in the indigenous small world to be able to grow to more than 6,000 vitality. ”

Under the face of truth, Green's two-colored eyes overlooked the two groups of people fighting each other on the ground in the distance, and explained lightly.

Now that Grimm and the Whispering Stigmata Wizard have descended into this enslaved world, there are no life forms of the same class, not even the means to cause a slight threat or trouble, and the Origin Will of the Space Fortress has invaded, so they are really at ease.

"A hundred years ago, I came to this world to harvest a group of slaves and didn't care anymore, and now the quality of the centaur race in the wasteland has obviously improved a lot, and among the tens of thousands of centaurs in the two groups there, there are actually five with a vitality of more than 3,000. The top one is already close to 4000, and the quality is good. ”

From the point of view of the Stigmata Wizard, the two groups of people and horses who are fighting for the chassis are just slave legions raised by themselves in this world.

"Hehe, although it is a little barren, it is indeed a complete small world, it seems that I have taken a lot of advantage from you in this transaction. ”

Listening to the whisper, the Stigmata Wizard smiled, looking very satisfied with the transaction that was going to take place.

Green also shook his head with a smile, and said lightly: "The group of snow wolves in the north has nothing to see, let's go to Zhangze in the south to have a look." Although it is more barren, it has given birth to some strange creatures, and I collected quite a few specimens the last time I visited. ”

Green spoke, and the Stigmata Wizard flew south with the Whispering Stigmata Wizard, and in a flash.

Two days later.

"Little guy, how long have you been in this world, and are there any unexpected gains?"

After flying the world for two days in a row in the Centaur Wasteland, in the middle of a snowy valley, Grimm and the Whispering Stigmata Wizard appeared......

The second-level male wizard, who was traveling the world of Centaur Wasteland and grilling fish on the fire, was startled and stood up with his magic wand in his hand, waiting to see that it were two strange but powerful wizards. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

Bub?

Soon, the chicken wizard felt the terrifying oppressive force coming from the force of nature in all directions, as if he thought of something, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"I've seen two masters. This is the seventeenth year of my travels in the Centaur Wasteland, and I have walked around the southern poison plain, the Centaur wasteland, and the northern tundra, and I am planning to write a book of "Centaur Wasteland World Travels" after returning and put it in the college library as a contribution. Let's talk about the windfall. A moving glacier has been discovered in the northern permafrost, which is very valuable for research. ”

It is very common to travel to the wizards of the Arcane, and this is the third person Green has seen in this world in a few days.

"Yes, yes, I hope you can get something out. ”

Green's voice was a little flat, and after nodding to this second-level little wizard, the Stigmata wizard who was listening to the secret words around him disappeared in the real time.

After all, this time I just came to accompany the Stigmata Wizard to check the traded goods and conduct a value assessment.

Three days later.

"Hey, there are some unexpected gains this time, the vitality is 5733, there is a small group of people hidden in the valley over there, the number is only a hundred, and most of the vitality is above 1000, and the leader has reached 5733, maybe there is some historical secret, is the master interested?"

Grimm invited to listen to the whispers, and before the deal was completed, Grimm was still in charge of this world.

"Well, let's see. ”

Whoa!

As the two Stigmata wizards, Grimm and Listening to the Whisper, appeared in the open space of this small canyon, the people and horses who were working around suddenly saw these two strange creatures standing on two legs, and they were all dumbfounded, and even some of the things in their hands fell without knowing it.

From their eyes, Green reads fear, commonplace, accustomed to it.

"Demon, you still found us after all, even if you hide here, won't you let it go?"

Slowly, an old and weak centaur slowly walked out, accompanied by the strongest centaur of life 5733, and looked at Grimm and the whispering Stigmata wizard.

The old man was armed with a bow and arrows inscribed with various patterns, and the strongest young horse was armed with a long-handled scimitar, with a brown and black steed on the lower body, a rugged body on the upper body, and a string of unknown bones on his chest.

"Demon, our Centaur royal clan will not give in, I will shed the last drop of fighting blood in my body for freedom!"

Grimm and the Whispering Stigmata Wizard ignored the centaurs and looked at the murals on the small tribe's rocks.

On the mural, most of the depictions are blood-colored full moons, demons are wreaking havoc on the earth, and those human-form wizards in the full moon are smiling with blood-colored eyes.

"It seems that it is an elite tribe of centaurs who fled after conquering this world, and they thought that it was an ancient relic that could unearth some historical secret. ”

Shaking his head and sighing, Green didn't pay much attention to it.

Often, successful historical excavations are made up of thousands of similar failures.

For the remnants of these centaur royal clans that have been captive in this world, which are no longer too stormy, the two of them ignored them, and one disappeared in a flash.

Ten days later.

When night fell, the poisonous Ze that used to be infested with mosquitoes is now depressingly quiet, only the "crackling" sound of firewood from time to time, the trembling and prostrate poisonous crocodile, Green is patiently roasting two pieces of golden meat, the fat dripping, very delicious.

"It's quite a complete Centaur Wasteland World, yes, since the Fire Crystal World is the first Demon Hunting Expedition World of Your Excellency of the Tower of Annihilation, and it has extraordinary commemorative significance, then sign a trade contract. Time is so fast, it's only been a few expeditions, and an obscure little guy has grown into a Stigmata wizard, hehe. ”

As he spoke, the Stigmata Wizard handed over the Stormwind Reign Contract in the Fire Crystal World.

"Thank you, Master, for making it happen. (To be continued.) )