readx;?“ If you have a magnetic needle to guide you, you will probably not be wrong in the direction, you just need to go all the way south. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info "Bowen Moses' finger swiped lightly across the parchment map, and finally stopped at the end of the map, which was the end of the barren sand," according to the records, the dwarven dwelling is probably in this location, and it only takes about seven days to walk in a straight line. ”

"Only seven days?" Ian was stunned, the journey was much shorter than the trip to the Arman Forest.

"He's talking about straight-line distances. "How can everything be smooth sailing in the Burial God Desert, even with a magnetic needle to guide the way, seven days is not enough time for us to get there." ”

"Is it because of physical strength?" Ivy asked, raising her hand, "We're all professional hunters here, and if we were on foot alone, it wouldn't be too difficult for us." ”

"It's not just physical reasons. The dwarf Barton glanced at Ivy and said, "Of course, physical strength also accounts for a small part, and not all of us in the team have been exposed to the desert, so there will be some differences. But that's not the most important thing, I'm sure everyone can overcome it, the most important thing is "

"There's something in the desert that can hinder our steps. Bowen took Barton's words, "Although the Burial God Desert is also a hunting place for the Hall Hunters, it is limited to a journey of less than three days. This section of the road is designated as a hunting spot, and many middle and advanced hunters have successfully hunted dragons in this range. But beyond three days, it is a forbidden area for humans that has not yet been explored. ”

Ian looked at Barton, "Haven't you traveled through the Funeral God Desert, what do you think?" ”

Barton shook his head: "I don't have much memory back then. Just following a large number of old dwarves who wanted to leave the territory, I remember a lot of things that happened during this period, so that less than a quarter of the dwarves survived when they crossed the Burial God Desert. ”

Ian rubbed his temples in annoyance: "So you can't help too much, right?" I originally had some longing for the previous Earth King Scroll, but who knew that they didn't record the process of crossing the Burial God Desert. ”

The Earth King Scroll is the information left behind by the Hall Hunter Squad to defeat the Earth King Na Armor four hundred years ago. Due to the age of the earth, when the gardener gave him the scroll of the earth king, there were only a few pieces of parchment, which were basically records of the king of the earth.

"Four hundred years ago, the King of the Earth almost invaded the edge of the Burial God Desert, so there is no need for the Raiding Team to travel through the entire Burial God Desert to complete the crusade against the Earth King. Bowen's finger tapped on the map, "And we're going to travel across the desert in search of the dwarves, so the king of the earth who roams the desert will also be an obstacle for us." If we encounter it before we find the Dwarves, shouldn't we go straight to the crusade?"

Ian hesitated, then nodded.

Although, finding the dwarves, and then finding the next Iliad, and then dealing with the king of the earth, Naka, seems to be the perfect choice. But this is very unrealistic, first of all, Ian does not know whether it is theocracy or eternity that is "trapped" in the Burial God Desert. Of course, Ian hopes that it is the latter, but if he gets eternity, he will not improve his own strength in any way, and if he gets divine power, no one knows what divine power is.

"In terms of food, it can last until the tenth day. "We found a lot of dry food here, but we couldn't take it all." Most of them also carry alchemy weapons supported by Alder, and if they bring too much dry food, they will affect their travel. ”

Ian nodded and asked, "What about the water?"

"The water is more of a headache. Bernie Granger smiled bitterly, "We only have water brought from the previous town, no more, no less, about three days, or a saving situation." The water here seems to have deteriorated, the well smells foul, and the color of the water does not look normal. ”

Ian remembered the snake that gnawed Sade's head off, it was still wandering the ground of the town, it was hard not to pollute the groundwater, the ghost knew what that snake was, even if someone told Ian that the snake was not poisonous, Ian probably wouldn't dare drink the water it touched.

"So I recommend going back to the old town first and bringing enough water. ”

"That's not realistic. Bowen shook his head, "Water is different from dry food, no matter how much you bring it, it won't last long, and it's unrealistic to want to last ten days with water." Once in the desert we have to find water on the spot, which is not a very difficult task, and many of us are hunters who know about the desert. ”

At this point, Ivy straightened her chest and looked proud.

"Well, I don't know much about deserts, and if I can solve the problem of water, I'm in favor of going now. Bernie nodded.

At this time, everyone's eyes were focused on Ian, waiting for him to make a final decision. Seeing that the past was in place, Ian nodded: "Okay, let's go now." ”

However, at this time, Hilter's timid voice reached everyone's ears: "If you go like this, it's not good. ”

Ian looked up and looked at him quizzically.

"Those, the inhabitants of the town. Hilt pointed to the dry bones in the street and said, "We'll bury them." ”

Ian frowned, before he could say anything. Torrefilton, who had been silent for a long time, said coldly: "What do you think you are doing, it is your turn to speak here? Remember your identity, you are a hunter, not a good person, when will hundreds of corpses be buried one by one? Do you still plan to erect a tombstone for each of them, which says that a group of poor unlucky people are buried here?"

Torre's words made Hilter's gaze wink a little, but he said firmly: "They are human, and so are we. ”

The atmosphere was deadlocked. Bowen turned to look at Ian, apparently trying to get an answer from him. Ian was silent, for Torre Feldon was right, it would take a long time to bury a corpse, and who knew if there was any dirt on the corpses, and he wouldn't forgive himself if the hunters in the squad were reduced because of this.

But Hilter's words

Ian's mind conjured up images like this, monstrous flames, dilapidated clouds. Corpses were piled up on the narrow streets, and the originally clear stream was stained dark red with blood, and the familiar and friendly faces were blurred little by little over the years.

"Cremation it. Ian decided, "I'll leave tomorrow morning." ”