The Pami Plain, formed by the impact of several rivers that enter the sea, is fertile.

It is one of the important grain producing areas of Maurisb and even the three northern countries, producing a large amount of grain every year.

This autumn, however, grain production is likely to fall by more than a quarter.

Because in the center of the granary of this plain, a desert with a radius of 100 meters appeared!

The wheat fields and orchards in their original places have been turned into yellow sand.

Quicksand is raging, not only cutting off the flow of water, but also eroding the plains.

Standing on the edge of the Pami Plain, looking at it from afar, that desert is like a cancer on the Tandang Plain!

"What a fight!"

On the side of the road, everyone stepped out of the carriage to rest briefly, and Antas and Thor looked side by side and sighed.

"I wonder if it will cause a food crisis for ordinary people?"

The two kettles were thrown over, and Antas hurriedly turned around to catch them, while showing a flattering smile.

Duoduo approached, followed the line of sight, and looked at the desert that was born of battle.

I don't know if I'm saying it to Saul, or if I'm talking to myself:

"Do you know what Pami means in Aboriginal language?

"This was once the birthplace of our Chimeng tribe. ”

Thor turned his head, but he couldn't find an expression on his well-defined face.

Antas took a sip of water, and when he heard this, he hurriedly comforted:

"Duoduo, the Magic Association will definitely send someone to recover, you don't have to be sad. ”

The Chimeng woman retracted her gaze, turned around and said lightly:

"Recovery? maybe, who knows. ”

"Get in the car, we have to rush to Haikou before evening. ”

With a clatter, the two carriages followed the road at the edge of the plain, heading east.

In the second carriage, Thor lowered the window and asked:

"Is that Duoduo-familiar to you? I don't think I've seen her in Maple Grove Castle. ”

Antas, on the other side, laughed, shook his thick eyebrows and said:

"Out of the maple forest, you want to ride in a carriage with me, I'll wait for you to ask. ”

This well-dressed young man always seemed to want to show a sense of superiority.

Saul followed the words and responded with two sentences, and soon got a message from Duoduo-.

The family is a descendant of the local indigenous Chimeng tribe, and it is also the only descendant.

When the clan actually obtained the magic mark, gave up the shamanic faith, and turned to magic, he named himself "".

It is said that the indigenous word means "fire of transmission".

Later, with the help of the Magic Society, the family went from being on the verge of extinction to a small and medium-sized magic family.

"Still,"

Speaking of this, Antas leaned in front of Thor and whispered:

"Because of their ethnicity, the family is closed and xenophobic, and rarely communicates with other magicians. ”

"So no one knows what kind of magic the family is working on. ”

"In addition, the old magic family is very afraid of the Nygae family, which is a new family supported by the Magic Association. ”

"So it is rumored in the magic world that the family, under the protection of the Magic Association, studies forbidden magic. ”

Later, the family couldn't bear the pressure, so they had to show kindness. ”

This is how Duoduo and many of her siblings were sent out to study in various places. ”

Antarston paused, sat up straight, and laughed loudly:

"When I arrived at Maple Grove Castle two years ago, I was picked up by Duoduo. ”

"Thor, I don't know about you, but Duoduo is very nice. ”

"This action, to be honest, was a benefit she brought us before she left Maple Grove Castle. ”

Thor nodded, as if agreeing, much to the delight of Antas.

However, in his heart, Thor has a feeling of seeing flowers in a fog for this Chimeng woman.

This flower may be a white lotus, or it may be a terrifying man-eating flower.

There is also Matt Young, who follows Duoduo with an ordinary face and can't notice when thrown into the crowd.

Thor must have seen this person for the first time, but it was an inexplicable sense of familiarity that always haunted him.

......

"Boom"

The mighty river rushes through the mountain stream, the water droplets fly, and the waves are monstrous.

At the mouth of the sea under the waterfall, huge whirlpools are formed.

The mountain cliffs around Haikou are desolate, rugged and inaccessible.

Today, however, tents have been spread out under the stone walls on the north and south sides of the waterfall.

At the gates of these two camps, two flags fluttered respectively.

In the camp to the south, the banner is a fire-breathing wyvern, with a string of letters underneath, which means the lord of the fire dragon, that is, the Brutus family;

To the north, there is a banner of wind-blown sand, revealing a wild atmosphere, which is known as the "sandstorm", the GLP family.

As early as outside the mountain, Sol and his party abandoned the carriage and came on foot.

Led by Duoduo, walk into the camp of the GLP family.

Curtains embroidered with wind and sand patterns are blown up, but in the tent, men and women dressed in different costumes either gather in pairs or sit alone to meditate.

In the middle of the camp, there is a huge tent in the shape of an ornate attic.

All around, a slightly smaller tent with a golden roof is tightly enclosed.

Here, the clansmen of the GLP family are located, and the distribution at Yingkou is the outsiders who participate in the gambling fight.

"You guys wait here, I'll check in. ”

Duoduo walked into a golden-topped tent alone.

A few minutes later, a young man with an indifferent face walked out.

The boy casually arranged three tents, left a sentence of "tomorrow morning, departure at eight o'clock", turned around and left.

Ignore!

This is the attitude of the GLP family towards outsiders.

"Either one, or four, what's going on with three tents, and what kind of attitude, we are helpers..."

Without Antas' disgruntled complaints, Thor went straight into the tent:

"I'm used to being alone!"

Lower the curtain and listen to the movement outside.

After a few words with Duoduo, Antas and Duoduo immediately entered the tent alone with a tangled face.

When there was no sound outside, Thor immediately opened his backpack.

The ghoul mask was trembling slightly, and a cold chill seeped into his skin.

"There are kits of other ghoul armaments nearby!"

The golden potion dripped on the mask, rattling and quelling the mutation.

"The Pross family, or the others who participated in the gambling fight?"

"According to the ghouls' reaction, it should be in a few tents at the entrance of the camp, in this case......"

Thor's eyes flashed cold, and he put away his mask.

Sit cross-legged and meditate.

"Crystal Nucleus, continue to deduce the puppet magic. ”

Knowing the sea, a three-dimensional humanoid appears in the oval crystal.

A bare, straight tree emerges, shatters, and turns into countless pieces of wood, wrapped in a transparent human form.

A red line, swimming inside the humanoid, outlining the formation.

Just swam a few times, and the whole figure instantly collapsed.

"Birch, the material doesn't match!"

Then, another material appears, continues the simulation, fails, and continues......

Countless images flickered in the crystals, disappeared, and reappeared.

In the process, the magic knowledge learned in Maple Grove Castle was quickly digested.

Thor's consciousness slowly sank into the demon mark.

A bifurcated vegetal pattern, pulsating between the virtual and the real of the flesh, is the magic circuit.

At the end of the branches, the mist of the Dead River hooked the threads, wriggling little by little, and the final engraving was about to be completed.

The tent gradually fell silent, and in the silence, strength built up in Thor's body.

Night falls.

A tall figure, walking slowly through the campfire in the camp towards the mouth of the mountain stream, seemed to be taking a walk.

The sound of the water rushing became louder and louder, and the corners of the ground became more and more remote, until the light of the campfire disappeared completely.

The figure melted into the darkness, and I don't know how long it took, the sound of a subtle conversation sounded, as light as a mosquito and a fly, looming.

“... Host... No problem..."

“... Fortunate... Murderer... Revenge..."

“... As planned..."