"How are you?"

"I'm fine. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Zhao Mai replied. As long as you don't meditate and transform naturally, this body can hold up, at least that's what Wadsworth assured him. The Natural Force, whether sweet or bitter, can be good for the body – but not necessarily for the spirit. Nature has a will of its own, and the nature of Atas is filled with a will of anger.

"I understand you, you don't look good. Butcher lowered his voice and said, "These people are robbers, but their equipment is average, and their physical fitness is not very good. I'm sure I'll do half of it, and you'll just have to hold on to the other half, and I'll be able to clean them up when I get back. ”

"No, you can't turn your face until you have to. We also need to find our way to safer cities. Zhao Mai said, "And you have to be careful of their psychic ability, a spell that controls emotions and creates matter. ”

"Are these all warlocks?" Butcher was a little surprised.

"The more remote you are, the more ferocious the people are likely to be. And here it is all desert wilderness, nature is even better. Zhao Mai shook his head and said, "Don't talk, they may have the ability to interpret our lingua franca." ”

Butcher closed his mouth and reclined against the cave wall to rest. From near noon until before sunset, no one walks outside during this time, so everyone is concentrated in the cave. As soon as the sun sets, they set out, following the mountain road from west to north, over the entire mountain range, and then to find the road to the city of Tyre.

Zhao Mai called the reserve grain over, told it to lie down, and then stroked its body with his hands. The natural force emanated from Zhao Mai's palm and slowly penetrated into the puppy's body. "Relax, my brother. Zhao Mai said in a low voice: "You have to adapt to the environment here, you have to grow." ”

Druids can use their Natural Force to enhance their animal companions' abilities, such as increasing their strength, agility, better defense, and affinity for druid spells. It is said that animal companions are an extension of the druid's limbs, and many enhanced spells that can only be cast on themselves can also be applied to animal companions, and it is precisely because of this affinity that they rely on. However, what Zhao Mai needs most now is that the reserve grain can adapt to the water and soil, it needs a better soles to tolerate the temperature of the ground, and it also needs better breathing habits to protect the water in the body.

Xiaohua's condition is the same, and Zhao Mai also gave her the natural force. These forces had been absorbed by him, stripped of the anger, and only the breath of the natural environment remained. It is a very long process to modify a creature with the Force, but as long as you stick to it, you can get good results. Just like people often say, when you go to a new place, drinking local tea and eating local tofu can reduce the situation of adaptation, in fact, the same reason.

This flowing Force naturally attracted the attention of the eldest grandfather, and he couldn't help but be more curious about the identities of the two people. On the other side of Mount Megilot was a huge sea of sand, completely uninhabited, there was no oasis at all, where did these two men come from? There were extremely fine grains of salt in the sand that fell from them, which could only be touched in the depths of the sea of sand.

All-metal weapons, strange magical abilities, and the muscular body of that big man. How much food must be used to feed such a strong slave, and how can such a force obey orders? I remember that there is a place in the mountains, if you just keep it secret, maybe the monsters there can help with this.

In the evening, everyone set off and headed north along the rugged mountain road. This is a path reserved for poachers, fugitives and robbers, with many traps in between. However, since the "grandpa" group discovered this road, after careful exploration, they have figured out the situation on the road, and they are naturally not afraid of trapping.

Zhao Mai and his party walked in the front and middle of the team, seemingly relaxed, but in fact full of vigilance. From the beginning of their journey, there was a constant roar in the mountains, and large stones fell from the top of the mountain to the deep valley, stirring up clouds of dust and thunder. Small amounts of dust rolled down the slope, and soon a large amount of loose earth and rocks were carried out, forming a raging rockflow like a rainbow. The trees that had been grabbing the cracks in the mountain wall lost their vitality and were buried in the ground.

This is the result of the extraction of the natural force, taking away the last support from an already barren area. This is just the beginning, after which the collapse will gradually intensify, and there is a possibility that the entire mountain may become a sand dune. This is how all the deserts of Atas come from, from the blue sea, to the verdant forests to the yellow-brown sand dunes. The powerful magic also changed the color of the sun several times, from golden yellow to crimson now, and even again in the future. Compared to these great and terrifying powers, what Zhao Mai used was just a drop in the ocean.

Can this little bit of power play any role in the great events in Tyre City? Zhao Mai was actually asking himself this question. Being a bystander is completely different from being a participant, and the horror of the Witch King is not a legend, nor is it as harmless as the lies he used to fool the sand thieves. It is true that the benefits of following the rebels are greater, but who can guarantee that the future will be the one he knows? if the slaves fail, if he fails with the slaves, what will happen?

A screech interrupted his train of thought, and the group slowed down. The white-robed guest held the weapon in his hand and looked nervously ahead. Not far away is a col where the road will make a sharp bend and lead to an open platform halfway up the mountain. In the corner of the platform, there is a mountain wall that seeps water droplets at night, which is enough for everyone to replenish their water. But now, I don't know why the voice of the manticoremon was heard? Could it be that a monster was taking over the platform? But judging by the sound, the scream just now implied a warning. Who is the manticore warning to, does it still have an owner?

"What's the panic, the screaming manticore shows that he is not in a good state, timid, or just not domesticated, in short, he can't exert his combat effectiveness. The grandfather wielded a stone hammer and dragged one of his "sons" past him. "Go, let's see in front of us, who robbed our place, whether Educoin is dead or alive guarding the water source here!"

It is true that there is a group of manticores in the valley that have long occupied a shady cave, but not in this vicinity. When in danger, the grandfather will lead the enemy to fight the manticoremon and profit from it. This time, he also planned to frame the two Shahai visitors like this, but he didn't expect that a manticore lion would run out, which would definitely cause the two people to be alert. Although manticores love to be clean, their burrows still have some characteristic marks, and if you look carefully, you won't miss them.

The "son" turned the col and a stone spear pierced his chest. The grandfather looked at the narrow path behind him, and now the only option was to charge! The "son" was badly wounded, and fell off the cliff crookedly, trying in vain to pull the stone spear out in the process of falling. "Grandpa" waved his hand, and all the white-robed guests rushed forward in a swarm.

Zhao Mai also waved his hand and followed Butcher forward.