Lizardfolk raiders are notoriously fierce bandits in the desert, and they will run like hyenas in pursuit of their enemies until their blades tear through their prey's torsos and they drink their blood. Humans can't escape this creature in the desert, and even on horseback, they can't match the lizardfolk raiders in terms of stamina unless they get some extra help.

"Greasy Trap"

"Swift Walking"

As a successful desert trader, Santos Ben Dzosse's fortune is said to have been able to buy half of the shops in the Grand Bazaar of Nome[1]. The rumors may be a slight exaggeration, but the merchant leader is indeed wealthy, so he has several precious enchanted equipment to defend himself. In addition to the "Protective Arrowstone" ring used in battle, he decisively used the escape magic enchanted on his boots in the face of the lizardman's Ouroboros pursuit. "Greasy Trap" allows you to place a trap made of grease summoned by magic while you are escaping, so that when you step on the trap, the enemy will lose balance and fall down when you step on the trap, which can be used to deter the enemy. And the "Galloping Technique" allows Santos to travel at a galloping horse's speed in an hourglass or so.

With the help of enchanted equipment, Santos ran quickly on the sand ridge where it was not easy to set up an ambush, and despite the help of magic, he would occasionally fall and roll down like a spherical object. There was no time to think about his embarrassment, Santos knew that the effects of magic were limited by time, he was not a spellcaster, he could not remember spells or charge enchanted equipment with obsidian orbs, and if he couldn't shake off the lizardman raider in an hourglass time, his life would be gone.

"These damn green-skinned reptiles must be for those Skuma, they probably know better," Santos tightened the scroll that he had been wrapping around his waist, even as he ran for his life, he always cared about its safety, as if it were its life, "If it weren't for the fact that the enchantment formula had to be delivered to Norin on time, the caravan wouldn't have had to travel like this at all, and it wouldn't have fallen into the greenskin's ambush circle!"

In fact, the value of the papyrus and silk fabrics of the transcribed scrolls transported by the "Sand Rhino Caravan" this time can only be worth the losses caused by the adventurous detour, and even some losses, and the real profitable item is the prohibited item "Skuma", a small bottle of this potion costs 30 silver Kates! and a sturdy slave with the Bate badge only needs 5 silver Kates.

This skuma potion was spread from Coptic, the most chaotic city in the desert, and is said to have been invented by a powerful lich. This potion was once presented to the Pharaoh as a hobby tribute, but the conspiracy was discovered by the Great Vishur (Prime Minister). Skuma Elixir can stimulate people's energy, allowing people to obtain a short period of energy to increase the effect of false effects, a little help for spell casting and fighting, and can also relieve the pain of physical injury, but the side effect is that it will bring great addiction, and at the same time, long-term use of this potion will gradually destroy the user's body. Enraged Davish personally led the caster to unearth the Coptic lich and extinguish the fire of his soul, shatter the lifebox he was hiding for resurrection, and soak it in a cesspool to warn the world. As a contraband, Skuma Elixir is strictly forbidden to be manufactured, transported, and consumed by all Medici people.

However, capital is afraid of no profit or too little profit, just as it is naturally afraid of a vacuum, and with 50% of the profit, it will take risks, for 100% of the profit, it will trample on all the laws of the world, and with 300% of the profit, it will dare to commit any crime. So since the day Skumar was born, there have been merchants who have been willing to take risks for this depraved "commodity" to defy the laws of the Empire, but only in private, of course.

"If it weren't for the last sandstorm that buried a batch of expensive spices from the Archon Nome, and was forced to pay so many indemnities and fines, I wouldn't have been reduced to the point of contacting those criminals to earn all this damn blood money. Damn Sandstorm, damn Archon Family, Blazing Sun, Cursed, etc.!" Weeks had passed, but Santos still couldn't forget the time when he came into contact with the supply of Eskumar from the exiled city of sinners in Coptic.

The dimly lit crypt-like houses, bulging like burial mounds, spread throughout the city, and to the outside look like a city of tombs. The city of Coptic is said to have been a paradise for ancient halflings. Later, due to desertification, the halflings moved away from the clean and tidy cave houses, leaving only the remnants of crypt-like buildings, and after a few years, they became a terrifying city like a cemetery. Later, the Medici Empire exiled criminal prisoners to the city and left them to fend for themselves, and for hundreds of years this city with sin flowing in its bones became the most chaotic source of evil in the entire empire! Evil creatures such as sorcerers, blasphemous samurai, trolls, and even ghouls and lichs can find hiding in the Coptics. The city is the only one without archons and city guards, and every year one of the most terrifying tornadoes in the desert sweeps through the city, leaving no city buildings intact except for the squabby and cramped cave houses left behind by ancient halflings.

Santos Ben Dzosse brings caravans to this city with a deformed prosperity every year, but only to complete the delivery of goods in some bazaars on the outskirts, and this time in order to get the supply of Skuma, he had to entrust a local merchant who traded with him to introduce him, and only then did he come into contact with the underground chamber of commerce that sold Skuma, and traded 100 Skuma and an enchanted scroll that could purify Skuma to make another new variety of depraved potion "Moon Candy".

That alien merchant is a lizardman!"Curse these disgusting treacherous green-skinned reptiles! May your offspring burst their eggshells! May your tribes be conquered by all races!May your drinking fields dry up!May you ......"

The merchant may have been a good samurai when he was young, but he was not a spellcaster, so the curse did not have the effect of harming the enemy, and the insults in his heart and mouth could not change his physical strength gradually declined, and his body was wet with sweat, and his steps gradually slowed.

The lizardmen raiders who pursued him were much better in comparison, and at least their stamina was much better than that of the burly merchant leaders. In the desert, these nomads braved the scorching sun for nearly an hourglass without being shaken off by Santos, and after the magic effect of the enchanted boots wore off, the distance between the two was gradually erased.

"Damn, you have to find a way, if you catch up, you'll die......"

The pursuers fought their way forward, and the pursuers fled for their lives, a battle of patience to drain the body's moisture. The lizardman raider had drawn his scythe and was ready to drink the blood, and the pursued merchant stopped and gasped for breath to regain his strength and drew his scimitar for a final stand.

Just as the battle was about to break out, shadows covered the sky above them.

"Is it the clouds that obscure the blazing sun?"

"It's the dragon! It's the tyrant's people! The blue dragon is coming!"

The lizardman warrior who needs to blink the instantaneous membrane from time to time to moisten his eyes does not dare to blink his eyes. No matter how much they are immersed in the mood of killing, they will never forget what the creatures at the top of the food chain of the land under their feet are, and those who wield their weapons secretly drop them on the sand. All warriors have slightly bent legs and bows, not trying to escape, even if they escape into the sand, it is impossible to escape the attack of a dragon, this action is inherited from the ancestors of the tribe who have experienced the dragon's mouth escape, the experience left behind: in the face of the dragon, the best way to escape is to kneel, and use fear to satisfy the pride of the powerful predator, in exchange for life.

However, Quest, who came above the heads of both sides, obviously did not want to show mercy and mercy, and he flew here to once again cover up the traces of the exploration left by the Rattletail Dragon's family. In fact, halfway through the process, he was thinking that if the place where the battery was found was too important, then when he returned, the rattletail might also be on his hunt list. "That's what you call tidying up. ”

Dragon's breath ploughed through the formation of the lizardmen raiders, and a strong and deadly current pierced the tough skin of these nomads. Directly facing the dragon's breath, from the outside to the inside, deep into the internal organs, the electric current scorched them to charred ashes, and the lizardmen, who were slightly farther away, endured the paralysis caused by the electricity under the strong vitality force, and struggled to burrow into the sand to escape.

"It's still a limit of age, even if the body is strong enough, the dragon's breath is still not strong enough, and you still need to continue to practice. There are also unlucky people who slipped through the net, but it's a pity that they will be punished twice. ”

Level 6 Plastic Energy Magic "Chain Lightning", Quis snapped his fingers with the humanization of the dragon's claws, and a grid of glowing blue light crackled.

PS: [1] Bazaar: Bazaar, market.