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"Traveler from afar, please stop here for a moment, the legendary home of the gods is slowly opening its gates for you, where there are emerald forests and rivers like honey..."

Melodious singing accompanied by camel bells fluttering, a caravan of hundreds of people dragged a long procession slowly across the vast and empty Gobi. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This is the edge of the Tilanda Gobi, a desert covered with gravel that gradually turns into sand, representing the caravan about to enter the even more barren western land sand sea.

Although the Gobi and the Sand Sea are nominally the territory of the Glow, the glory of the empire cannot shine here for thousands of miles, and the indigenous sand people, the Heavenly Spirit Sand Clan, the outsiders, and a part of the beast tribe and the barbarian tribe have divided this huge territory into pieces, but despite this, they can only occupy a small part of the Gobi and the desert, and the center of the Sand Sea is the forbidden area of the intelligent race.

This caravan of average size came from Yalan City, the Duchy of the Angry Lion, thousands of miles away, and after nearly a month of arduous trekking, it was finally not far from the destination of this journey.

This relieved the leader of the caravan, Rehan, who had been running back and forth on this trade route for decades, feeling that the risks had become more and more numerous over the years, and that the frequent bandits, ferocious beasts, and bad weather had become more and more unpredictable, and a trip back and forth was a gamble.

After this trip, I applied for retirement, and it was time to get together with my family! Lei Han said secretly in his heart, and the whole person suddenly relaxed as if he had unloaded his heavy burden.

He smiled and said to the only bard in the group: "Ada, can you change a song that everyone can understand, what kind of god's home is boring, how good it is to sing some stories of heroic warriors!"

The name Ada was met by the caravan on the way, and considering that most of the lone bards had some special abilities and might be of some help to the caravan, Lei Han accepted the request of the other party's companion.

"Heroic samurai?" Ada said as he stopped fiddling with the lyre in his hand and pointed to a young samurai on a fiery red steed in the group, "There is one in our team, and I was trying to compose a song for him!"

The mercenaries accompanying the team all showed knowing smiles, and Lei Han smiled: "That's right, I've been running a trade route for decades, and I really haven't seen many mercenaries as brave as Han Fei!"

As the object of praise from others, Han Fei just smiled slightly and didn't pay too much attention to it.

Time flies, more than a year has passed in a blink of an eye, and half a month ago, Han Fei had just passed his eighteen-year-old life.

For more than a year, he is no longer a son of the Han family, a lord of the kingdom, or a lord of the Hewan Lord, but just an unknown free mercenary, a wandering mercenary.

In the course of his life as a duckweed-like mercenary, his leather armor saddle gradually became old, his slightly immature face was fully matured and even brought a trace of vicissitudes, dense stubble appeared on his cheeks, and only a pair of dark eyes were as deep and dark as before.

It is precisely because of his constant adventures that his internal strength and fighting qi cultivation are gradually becoming more and more profound and complete, and the Xuanmen life and death decision has rushed to the peak of the four heavens, which has greatly exceeded the strength of the previous life, and the realm of fighting qi has entered a bottleneck state of breakthrough, and he is only one step away from entering the fifth-order ocean warrior, of course, it is not easy to take this step.

It is better to travel thousands of miles than to read 10,000 books, and for the current Han Fei, fighting and taking risks are the only ways for him to improve his strength.

And the life of a mercenary is not only not boring, but also full of fun, due to the extremely high success rate of completing the task, in just over a year, he has been promoted from a first-level mercenary to a fourth-level mercenary, and after completing this escort task, the contribution in the mercenary union will be enough to rise to level five.

According to the classification standard of mercenaries, fifth-level mercenaries belong to high-level mercenaries and can receive many high-level tasks.

At the beginning, the leader of the caravan, Lei Han, actually didn't like Han Fei's joining, because most of the free mercenaries were unruly, and conflicts with their employers often occurred, if it wasn't for the strong recommendation of the local trade union, Lei Han would definitely not want it.

However, along the way, Han Fei proved his strength with the sword in his hand, and at least more than fifty bandits and horse thieves died under his sword, winning the convincing of everyone in the caravan.

It was the height of summer, the weather was unusually hot, there was not a single cloud in the blue sky, the sun was unbridled with its scorching rays onto the desert, and the sand was almost baked for eggs.

After leaving the Gobi, the caravan marched in the sand sea for two days, surrounded by endless sand dunes, and only occasionally could you see scattered sand thorns lying tenaciously on the ground, not to mention the figures of animals.

It is undoubtedly a very difficult thing to move forward in the desert under high temperatures, the people and horses are very difficult, only the sand camels carrying heavy goods still maintain an unhurried speed, their high humps can store water and nutrients, even if they do not eat or drink for half a month, it does not matter, it is the best carrier for the desert Gobi caravan.

Boom!~ After turning over a low sand dune, the flying fire under Han Fei's crotch suddenly raised his head and let out a roar of excitement, and the caravan guide who was walking at the front of the team on a sand camel pointed ahead and shouted excitedly: "Look, there is the Emerald Oasis ahead!"

Han Fei raised his eyes and saw a green line appear at the end of the sky, which was so eye-catching in the midst of a golden desert.

The caravan cheered, although they had been to the Emerald Oasis more than once, but each time they arrived, they were still excited, because it meant that the arduous journey was coming to an end, and it meant that clean water, fresh food, and enthusiastic desert girls were waving to them!

The Emerald Oasis covers an area of hundreds of square kilometers, surrounding the Emerald Lake, the pearl of the desert, which is the largest oasis in the entire Western Continent Sand Sea, and next to the oasis stands the westernmost city of the continent, Bastet, which is the final destination of the caravan's journey.

The team couldn't help but speed up, and the oasis became more and more clear in front of everyone's eyes, at first it was just a green line, and gradually it became a sea of green.

If you don't see it with your own eyes, it's hard to imagine that there is such a beautiful oasis in the middle of this great desert, according to the guide in the caravan, the most peculiar thing about the emerald oasis is that it grows, expands a little outward every year, and has developed for hundreds of thousands of years to form its current scale.

If it weren't for the constant harvesting and cultivation of the oases by humans, the area would definitely be more than it is now.

The desert came to a halt in the oasis, where rows of towering trees shielded the wind and sand from the raging wind and sand with their solid chests, and here you could see patches of meadows, gurgling springs from the trees, and small animals scurrying through the trees from time to time.

The caravan rested for a while in front of a spring, and the fire quickly regained its true colors, and the tiredness disappeared from everyone's faces, and everyone talked and laughed about how to enjoy themselves when they arrived in the city.

After resting, the team continued on the road along the edge of the oasis in a northwesterly direction, and after about an hour, a huge city appeared in Han Fei's sight.

In the Heavenly Spirit language, Buster means miracle in the desert, that is, a city of miracles!

Buster City is located in the extreme west of the continent, isolated in the sand sea of the western continent, and the nearest Terran city is thousands of miles away, but it has a very long history, and it is said to have existed since the time of ancient civilization.

Today, Buster City is home to more than 300,000 residents of all ethnic groups, which sounds incredible, but this does not include the floating population of adventurers, mercenaries, and caravans who come here every year.

The greatness of this desert city can only be appreciated if you get closer, half of Buster City is trapped in an emerald oasis, and part of it is encased, and the city is lined with buildings, and countless spiritual pagodas rise into the sky.

The walls surrounding the city are all made of huge stones, which are more than ten meters high, which is intimidating, and there are many defensive equipment set up on the city walls, and I don't know what kind of enemies they are defending against.

Crowds were getting denser, and there were many villages and towns outside Buster, where people cultivated farmland at the edge of the forest, brought water from the oases with canals to irrigate it, and paved roads were full of pedestrians and caravans.

After paying the entrance tax, Rehan's caravan entered Buster City through the high city gate, and it was time for Han Fei to part ways with the caravan.

Lei Han was very sorry, he originally hoped that Han Fei would be able to escort the caravan back to Yalan City again, but Han Fei politely declined his invitation, saying that he wanted to stay in Buster City for a while.

In the legend, the original West Continent Sand Sea was not a desert, but the birthplace of ancient civilization, with vast forests, countless cities and tens of millions of people, but one day they angered the gods and were punished by heaven, the city and the forest were swallowed up by the sand that fell from the sky, and all people died of hunger and thirst, and the West Continent Sand Sea became what it is now.

Although the legend is ethereal, it is an indisputable fact that there are a large number of ruins of ancient civilizations hidden in the sea of sand, and there are countless desert spirit beasts.

In the desert not far from Buster City, there is a large area of black magnetite, and the black magnet extracted from it is extremely sharp and tough after repeated forging, and it is one of the excellent basic materials for refining spirit weapons.

It was for these reasons that Han Fei came to Buster City.

(To be continued)