Chapter 133: The Old Man

The winds of the wasteland are always dry, and when they blow on a person's face, they feel like a knife cut. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

A thin figure walked alone in the wilderness, the yellow sand covering her cloak, but it could not blow her firm steps.

"Black Iron...... Tribe "Lias tiredly took out a water bag that was about to dry up from her cloak, and there was not much water left in it, I am afraid that there were only three mouthfuls of water.

"Where the hell is the Black Iron Tribe, the wasteland is so big, when will we find it," Lias sighed weakly.

Since that day and Yang Xiu separated, Lias took Batu to find him for treatment, and the two finally came to the Roaring Tribe, but Batu finally couldn't support it and died on the way, Lees's torture methods were extremely cruel, and many nails had been driven into Batu's body, which Yang Xiu and others did not find at that time, and in the process of carrying Batu later, these nails raged in his body, and Batu's body was destroyed alive and lost treatment.

Faced with a lifeless Batu, Lias had no choice but to bury him in the oasis.

According to the agreement with Yang Xiu, Lias came to the wasteland to look for the Black Iron Tribe, but she did not have a map, the Black Iron Tribe was a small tribe, and the location of the Black Iron Tribe could not be found in the vast wasteland.

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Under the earth, Yang Xiu is also a mud bodhisattva crossing the river at this moment, it is difficult to protect himself, this dragon magic and the light of the snow field are both top-level ice magic, and the explosion at such a close distance directly froze this side of the world into ice.

"Can't move at all" Yang Xiu has his own consciousness, but his body can't move at all in the ice, the power of dragon blood has long been gone, he is now an ordinary human being, and he is still imprisoned under the unknown depths of the earth, millions of tons of cold ice are pressed on his body, and he can't even use a little strength.

"This is not far from the castle, I can only hope that Pal and they haven't come back to save me for too long" Yang Xiu thought helplessly, because his frozen position was too deep, so Yang Xiu couldn't use magic directly, in case this iceberg collapsed, it would really be dead and there was no place to bury.

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"This ...... It's too far away, isn't it?" Jamurray gasped, don't look at the location of the tower, but it was a dead horse running over the mountain, a group of people ran away, I don't know how long it took to run, but the tower was still in that position, there was no change at all.

"It looks like this Bronze City is really huge," Parr looked thoughtfully, and they couldn't see where the end of the wall was when they first saw the Bronze City, because it was too long.

"What then, we're already exhausted before we reach the tower," Jamry said, holding on to the iron spear.

"Well, I'll add some wind magic to you to make it easier for you," Parr thought for a moment.

"What, you didn't come earlier with this kind of thing, and I ran away for so long," Jamrey said with a resentful look on his face.

After Pal added wind magic to them one by one, everyone's speed finally increased.

"Thormoth, those people are running towards us," a cloaked ghost looked down from the edge of the tower.

"Aren't you just waiting for them, you will soon have your own possession" Sogmos walked to the stairs of the tower and looked at the three cloaked ghosts and said, "I'll leave it to you here, those guys are definitely not your opponents, I'll go to the altar first"

"Good"

Not long after Sogmos left, Parr and the others also came to the bottom of the tower one after another, and it was only after such close contact to find out how high the tower was, and everyone couldn't see the top of the tower when they looked up.

The towers of the entire tower are filled with the exclusive words and symbols of the Stutan tribe, recording the history of this race, but unfortunately Parr and the others can't understand it.

There is a bronze ladder that spirals up to the top of the tower, and it seems that this is the only way to reach the top of the tower, and the bronze ladder has no handrails, which looks extremely dangerous.

"How long will this climb take?" said Jamry, looking up.

"Those people should be on it, in order to find Orin and them, we must go up" Parr's attitude was very resolute, the current manpower of the Black Iron Tribe could not be divided to mine, if this group of goblins could not be found, the mine would probably be temporarily abandoned.

"Alright, okay, listen to you," Jamry followed Pal up the ladder.

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"Come on...... Yes, come on, your bodies will soon be ours" The cloaks of the three cloaked ghosts lit up with red flames, and they looked very mad.

"When we are all possessed, we can retrieve the remnants of our people, and then the light of Stutan will reappear on this land."

"And kill all those who steal magic, only Stutan can control the power of magic!"

Parr and the others didn't know that there were three remnants of the Stutans waiting for them on the tower at this moment, and if they were not careful, they would step into the footsteps of Orin, everyone was very serious about climbing the ladder, and as they became more and more afraid, the height outside the ladder began to get higher and higher, and if they accidentally fell down, it would be a broken end, so everyone was extra careful.

"Pal, look at how long you are from the top of the tower," James asked as he suddenly grabbed Pal's clothes.

"Why don't you see for yourself?" asked Parr with a strange look of his face.

"I ...... I...... I'm afraid of heights" Jamry winced and shook his body, looking at him completely looking ahead, not daring to look in any direction, for fear of accidentally shaking his body and falling down.

"Okay" Parr stopped and looked up, but the top of the tower was still nowhere to be seen, so he replied, "Not yet, it seems that we have only walked a tenth of the way"

"......" Jamry.

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Inside the castle, Duronda and Iron Hand find Derek.

"Derek, it's time for us to go out and look for the Chief," Duronda said anxiously, and Yang Xiu, Trevor, and Sodarman still felt a little uneasy when they went out.

"Are you worried about him, he's drunk the dragon's blood" Derek didn't look anxious, and didn't seem to be worried about Yang Xiu.

"But I always feel like the chief needs us," the iron hand tapped the iron on his chin, a gesture that had become his habit now.

"Then let's go, you two take someone to the direction Yang Xiu left to have a look, and come back as soon as something is wrong" Derek nodded.

Soon, a team of orcs walked out of the broken hanging door of the castle, and more than a dozen orcs rushed towards the place where Yang Xiu had an accident.

The location of the iceberg was not very far from the Black Iron Tribe, and Duronda and the others arrived after a while, but they all showed surprised expressions when they saw the icebergs in this area in the cold winter.

"Here...... It didn't seem like there were any of these icebergs before," Iron Hand said stunned.

"Chief, he should be here to fight those people, quick, let's go over and find the chief"

More than a dozen orcs surrounded the iceberg to find Yang Xiu's figure, but they didn't find even a single hair.

"What's the matter, isn't the chief here," Duronda looked at the iceberg in confusion.

"If it's not here anymore, where will it be......" Iron Hand was also confused. (To be continued.) )