"They said they wanted to come with us. Well, at least half of them will be with us. ”

The expression on Luo Luo's face changed again when he relayed this sentence, and it should have been a good thing to get help. It's just that as a human being, she instinctively feels that these small sand shell people are difficult to play a real role other than giving information. Their peers are likely to turn into senseless deaths, and this imagination blends with the reality of losing a team member into a complex pity.

"It's their decision, let it be. As the main force of the community within the community, it is our duty and duty to eliminate things that pose a threat to the group and race. We don't have the authority to make decisions for anyone. Cheese lowered his eyes.

As the lead sandhusk clawed their claws, some of them handed over the food they had been carrying on their backs to their smaller companions, and then quickly gathered together. Despite their different races, they reminded the Grey Robe of the people who spontaneously acted to protect their villages and towns armed during the Rat-Man Plague.

This may be understood as a spontaneous resistance within the population, but more sympathetically, it is simple courage.

Besides, after all, this is the place where the Sand Shell people have lived for generations, and although they are now distorted into an alienation space by the evil gods, there is no guarantee that they will not play an unexpected role at the critical moment. So with this multi-layered consideration, half of the sandshell people who poured out of the ground became a new boost for this team.

But Cheese still had some doubts, and since he learned the identity of the old wizard with the pointed hat, he had a little more confidence in the prophecy in the crystal ball, but the prophecy mentioned that the frog would show them the way had not yet appeared. This can't help but make the gray robe feel a little confused, is the time not yet come, the prophecy is wrong, or something else?

This is the danger of prophecy, and when you see it as a way into the future, it will always seem irrelevant to the development of reality. And when you think it's out of work and forget about it, it often turns reality on the back of things in dramatic ways, turning what sounds funny and ridiculous prophecy into a bloody reality.

The frustration that cannot be escaped after being played by prophecy no matter how hard it tries, often drives the poor worm who is the subject of prophecy crazy. And those who are familiar with prophetic spells will know that many of the prophecies in the prophecies have origins, and some familiar or unfamiliar beings have the ability to disguise themselves as intangible things and send their will into the minds of prophets.

Good self-preserving prophets are very careful to discern where their revelations come from, and in many of the manuscripts of prophets that have been circulated, they all mark a name as extremely dangerous, and the prophecy sent by that name will definitely come true, but the process of its fulfillment must be accompanied by tragedy.

Cheese wasn't sure if the old man had been given the language from Him, but he had a vague premonition. Unlike the prophecy given to him by the sleeper, the old man's prophecy was too accurate in terms of content, and the implication was too obvious. This style that gives the illusion of being able to interpret belongs to that being, the broker, who seems to have set his sights on himself again.

For brokers, the memory of cheese is always vague. He could vaguely recall the shadow of that being in the events of six years ago, but he couldn't remember exactly how he learned of his existence and whether he had an exact intersection with him.

This kind of memory confusion also appeared in the memories with An Lina, instinctively telling Cheese that it was not a problem with his memory, but touching his own memories and even reshaping them was beyond the scope of his control, and with extremely high danger, he had no ability or need to take risks.

Moreover, the gray robe believes that there is no truly independent event in this world, as long as there are clues, the truth can be found sooner or later.

With doubts about the prophecy and doubts about the Sandshell Man, the grey-robed looked at his apprentice. The young man who was in a sense connected to him by blood, after a series of events that shocked the senses of the rocks, the elemental creatures, and the inhabitants of the sand, Cheese wanted to see a change in him.

Having come here, and consciously wanting to continue, as an apprentice, I already have qualifications. There is a great possibility that the next step is to really face the heir of the evil god, and Yuni, as an ordinary person with a weak body, has no need and need to move forward. He could stay here, with the Sandhusks, as long as there was a hint of fear in his eyes.

Nothing, Cheese saw nothing but himself in the boy's eyes. This made him deeply aware that Yoni was different from his former self, and in the face of the successive unknowns, the boy did not show curiosity, and he lacked the desire to learn from within. So, will Yoni, who lacks great curiosity and inquiry, fit to be a gray robe?

Forget it, this is not a question that must be answered here.

"Are we leaving?"

Lolo's voice interrupted Cheese's thoughts. The latter took a deep breath and suppressed all the thoughts in his mind. Whether it's an apprentice or a broker, the truth of the prophecy doesn't matter, it's just a trick. Now all he could do was go to the foot of the mountain, and whether there was a way to the top of the mountain? It wasn't something he could decide, and he didn't want to decide.

"Let's go, it's time for us to meet the owner here. ”

"Boom!"

Before Cheese could finish his sentence, the sandbar beneath their feet began to tremble. The frequency and magnitude of the tremors made it impossible to balance for a while, and they had to sit on the ground backwards or forwards. This is not the first time that the same shaking has occurred, as there have been similar anomalies in the water as early as when the boat approached here.

After this earthquake, the only thing that is certain is that this tremor may not be caused by a single living being, at least not in the conventional sense of the word, because not even a giant dragon or even a creature larger than a giant dragon can stir such waves in the vast expanse of nature. It can only come from nature itself.

"Click!" the claws of the sandshell people made a chaotic noise, which could probably be interpreted as their exclamation. For these inhabitants from the sand, the tremors of the earth are likely to have dire consequences.

For example, the heat wave from the ground, the heat current from behind everyone, like the sultry wind in the noisy summer night, does not make people feel the slightest refreshment, it is a flow that even people who are sleeping comfortably will unconsciously frown.

They looked back and saw that the hot wind was coming from the rocky ground, where the geysers were like clockwork machines, spraying hot water and scorching air with the smell of sulphur like crazy. And the most terrifying thing is that there are stones mixed in with those heat streams. The rocks were tossed high, arcing through the air and falling heavily on the ground in the distance, smashing holes into holes.

Wei Ya's eyes immediately noticed that there were two stones in the air approaching their location, and in a hurry, she didn't care to take care of the sandshell people who were still crawling out, and her eyes burst out with strong magic, controlling the surrounding sand grains to form a shield with a griffon pattern to block this calamity for no reason.

The shield of sand and dust obscured the daylight, and those behind the shield could only feel the two tremor blows to the ventricles in front and back, as well as a visible depression behind the shield.

By the time the impact was stopped and the magic was lifted, a considerable part of the gravel that faced the impact had already been turned into a puddle of solute by the kinetic and thermal energy carried by the rock. Wait, how can a rock that is ejected from the water have such heat energy?

"Those stones are alive. ”