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When cleaning the battlefield, the soldiers of the Deep Red Regiment will naturally find the strange wounds caused by the Z worm. The piercing wounds, which pierced the spine with precision, could be explained by spears, but the ankle-length severed feet were definitely not made by the Deep Red Army. The situation in front of Rikas was clear: there must have been other creatures involved in the battle, and judging by the scale of their involvement and the succession of fast-in and fast-out actions, this was a team far superior to the Deep Red Regiment.

The good news is that the team didn't attack any of the Tyrs, and all of the kills and injuries were precisely on the side of the Eurek Raiders. "We have to thank this mysterious group of friends, without their help, even if we had won, the casualties would have been quite terrible. ”

Butcher examined the wounds on the corpses, especially those with the backs pierced, and nodded slightly. He didn't say what he thought right away, but waited until the battlefield was cleaned up, and the Deep Red Regiment set out with the sick and wounded, old and new, to look for the next drinking point according to the old map, and then whispered to Ricas. "The ones who sneak around to help us are Mike's bugs. ”

"Mike Dragon's roar? what the hell is a bug?" Rikas scratched his head. "I haven't seen bugs, but I've thought of Mike before. In this great alluvial wasteland, Mike is the only one who can help us. But why didn't he show up?"

"I don't know. Butcher spread his hands and said, "All I know is that he's busy building a manor in the desert, and that's a big job." I've been to see some of them, but I can't say right now, mainly to avoid being known and destroyed by the Witch King. ”

"Still so secret?" Rikas was aroused, but Butcher was very tight-lipped, and if he didn't say it, he would never say it. That vast underground sea is one of the world's greatest secrets, and Butcher believes that only Zhao Mai has the strength and determination to bring the water there. The strong men of Atas are either the witch kings who rule brutally or the lackeys of the witch kings, and none of them can care about the people under their rule as much as the righteous lords. Butcher doesn't like the powerful, but it's acceptable for someone to have the ability to make everyone live a good life.

According to maps of unknown years, the legion moves slowly along the old trade route through the Great Alluvial Sandy Wasteland. The sun in the sky is never absent, so they are not in danger of losing their way. However, four marked drinking points in a row were buried by the wind and sand, and two trading posts and a village were completely gone, posing a mortal threat to the Legion.

"The water is empty, which means we only have a maximum of half a day. Rikas looked at the sun: "Even if the sun goes down, continue to move at night, and if there is no water by dawn tomorrow, then there will be no more deep Red Army." ”

Butcher pursed his lips and didn't answer, just nodded slightly. He stretched out his hand to look over the map, where the faded place was the old road of the past, and the more clearly marked was the new road of the present. They had just passed by an abandoned trading station, so the location was clear.

Compare yourself to following Zhao Mai's car all over the desert, and once looked at the wide-area scanning map on the car. Butcher had a bold idea in his head. He gestured in the blank space of the map: "Let's go here." ”

"There won't be anything but sand there, what are you going to do there?"

"There's an oasis there, which Mike left behind. "Mike once said that there was a mushroom growing on his oasis, and when he ate it, he would not be hungry or thirsty. With all our strength, it will be difficult for us to reach the village of Kelde in the early hours of tomorrow morning, and no one can be sure what the situation will be there. I think this oasis is more secure. ”

"Are you sure?" Rikas looked at the terrible blank space on the map, knowing that the blank space meant a sea of sand with no hope of survival. "If there was no oasis there, it would be impossible for anyone in the Deep Red Army to come out alive. ”

"We haven't received supplies from the back for four days, so I don't want to believe the maps given by the same people. Kelder Village, the latest intelligence and news is still when the Witch King Karak was alive, and this scout ability will only lead everyone to death. And Mike's Oasis is news from a month ago, and I'd rather believe Mike than this broken map and the support of Tyre City. ”

Rikas thought for a moment, then closed his eyes. He could not convince himself with reason, only his heart. Those "bugs" who cut off the ankles of their enemies, since they can run over to help, then there should be a nest nearby, most likely the oasis that Butcher said.

"Who are my friends and comrades?" Rikas asked himself. Clearly, Mike and Butcher are more trustworthy than Tessian in Tyre and strangers in Kelde Village. So he pointed to the right side of the line, where there was a vast sea of sand: "Turn, let's go to the oasis!"

The Tyrs of the Deep Red Regiment silently changed direction. They didn't have much strength to argue, just following the leader who always led them into battle. A few people also looked at the surrounding scenery, shook their heads, and continued to follow their original route. They didn't think that the turning companions would survive, and that in the terrible desert of Attas, man had to save himself.

Zhao Mai ended his meditation and opened his eyes. A gardener dragon was sleeping in front of him, and there were traces of saliva at the corners of his mouth. It seems that Xiaohua has retracted back into the Tree of Enlightenment, and the gardener dragon body that remains is always confused with meditation and sleeping.

Carefully holding the flower pot, Zhao Mai took it out of the garden of the sacred tree and walked towards "my house". In addition to continuing to practice techniques and mantras, Zhao Mai meditates every day to improve his strength. During meditation, the energy he radiates can help plants grow, especially the sacred tree and the tree of enlightenment. After all, this is a plant watered by the Veras of Alda with divine power, and if it is to grow in Atas, divine power is also indispensable.

Xiaohua absorbed one of the two branches of the sacred tree, so she also had the ability to absorb the power of the escaped gods. Zhao Mai's divine power can not only promote the growth of the body, but also strengthen the spirit and soul, especially in line with Xiaohua's need to regulate her own balance. Others, under Zhao Mai's energy field, will fully feel his god-like side, and will only have the feeling of bowing and worshipping, so they don't like to approach him when he is meditating.

Zhao Mai can always find them in the hot spring baths, and this time is no exception. Satili, Dojian, Little Vy, and the six "only" gardener dragons who are actually lazy are soaking in the steaming hot spring water. As a desert race, they really like the happiness of being surrounded by water. In order to increase the time spent below, Sadiri has also specially developed a spell to "eliminate skin wrinkles", which can instantly restore the elasticity and smoothness of the skin even if it is soaked for a long time.

"You just live here. ”

Zhao Mai just said it casually, but he received strong support from Satili. "Anyway, I can't sleep with you now, so it's good to live here!"

"Let's not talk about sleeping, let's talk about Rikas and the legions of the Masked Alliance. Zhao Mai said: "I heard the prayer of the gardener dragon and knew that they were in trouble now, and I was going to help them." Satilly, would you like to go with me?"