To Yerong and Dilarocha, who inexplicably brought in a large group of people, Diego did not say anything. Instead, Yerong asked the angels and mech soldiers who were not waiting at the agreed place. The previously coldly abandoned Magic Fencer showed an equally indifferent expression, pointing to the infinitely extending traces of destruction starting from a broken rock next to him, which already explained many things. The only machine spider left by Diego's side - Little ω, Still just rotating the camera, beeping.
The enemy, who was chasing closely, didn't have any time to spare. They quickly hid in the desert to the west, dragging Diego and Xiao who were still unclear about the situation ω.
While on the run, although another group of people tried their best to conceal their identities, they didn't have much to consider during their rush. Dilarocha has already gained some understanding of the meaning in the previous Gossanian language. He is indeed not engaged in human trafficking,. The ones rescued were fairies, a group of dark fairies.
The characteristics of pointed ears, blue pupils, white hair, and black skin indicate everything, and they are a cunning and cunning race. However, the small group of dark fairies in front of them did not indicate their identity or intention, and Diego and Dilarocha remained silent. This is a tacit understanding and etiquette among travelers, especially for Magic Fencer from the Chaos Temple. Before their opponents draw their weapons, they can only face everything as friendly as possible.
And seeing so many strange things and strange people in Yerong didn't even arouse his interest and surprise. Now he is quite anxious about the sniper rifle in his hand, which is a precious life-saving tool. Anyway, from a certain perspective, if the other party wants to play tricks, they can only promote their own destruction. The current anxiety of Ye Rong and his team does not include the issue of 'insufficient strength', on the contrary, it is a headache for them.
The tracker had lost any signs of catching up a long time ago, and the sensitive magic swordsman did not provide any personal insights into this phenomenon. Because there are too many reasons to explain, it becomes a blind spot before confirming the other person's true intention.
There is no sufficient reason to continue walking together, and the night sky has made the people on both sides decide to go their separate ways, which of course includes a large part due to the unwillingness of the dark elves to spend more time explaining.
Gathering under the rocks, a small campfire rises. Yerong is taking out his personal tools to adjust the weapons in his hand. Dilarocha also took out the remaining supplies and nibbled on them, forcing them to find other ways to replenish food and water, otherwise they would not be able to survive the next journey.
Since we can't go back to the nearest town, Diego suggested heading north for about a day, where there is another gathering place for people. After making sufficient preparations there, go directly to the isolated oasis of the destination. This opinion was passed smoothly without any opposition. At the same time, there were also noises coming from the sky, which had been a routine event for several days. When someone gets tired from fighting, use arguing as a way to fight back on the way.
"Mifara Sister..."
Seeing the angel turning his head, the speaker immediately took three big steps backwards. According to Dilarocha's description of the situation, this angel is about to develop into a realm where he kills with his gaze in an invisible way. In recent days, Mifara's expression has been like hanging a sign saying "keep away from strangers", and the reason is clear to everyone, which is derived from the young man who keeps doing foolish things.
There was a faint sound of static electricity rubbing against the dry air, and Yeonbi stuttered and explained that he was ready to depart now. This is a typical morning mode recently, and the two magic swordsmen can only and dare only stay on the side and watch.
The silence, no different from the past, Dilarocha likened it to the tranquility before a sandstorm. However, he personally stated that he would rather face a sandstorm than get entangled with this group of people. Any small matter can become the beginning of another dispute.
Yerong once asked Da Ω why he had been following behind them all along. The machine soldier, who claimed to be the Slayer, simply pressed its inorganic face close to the questioner, his steel fingers opening and closing with a clanging sound, and replied, "You care about me so much, human!" Such an answer could make Yerong ask more
Walking along the route frequently passed by caravans, there are many more green scenery than usual. Along the way, you can even see dry and cracked land, indicating that there used to be water sources here. However, even with a few more plants, this place still possesses the common
But the atmosphere today is a bit different. It is not an internal factor that exists between each other, but an external factor of the overall environment. Diego, who frequently looked up at the sky, was unusual. Even Dilarocha seemed to be on guard against something, constantly exploring the surroundings.
Quickly, Yerong learned the reason why the Magic Fencer were worried, and in the blink of an eye, the cloudless desert weather started pouring rain. He didn't notice any signs beforehand, he only knew that the behavior of the Magic Fencer was somewhat strange.
However, the actions of Magic Fencer in the rain are even more puzzling. Just as Ye Rong hurriedly covered up everything on his body that couldn't get damp, they drew a complex magic circle on the ground.
The magic circle depicted in the mud with a sword as the pen is not ambiguous at all. Through every stroke of force, rain cannot easily wash it away. The enchanted secret text emitted a faint red light, as if declaring its inviolability. Place the magic tools in the four corners, and Dilarocha inserts the sword in the center of the magic circle, carefully checking each secret text. Diego invited the others and the mech soldiers to stay in the magic circle.
The rain in the desert comes and goes quickly. In no time, the killing raindrops that still felt pain upon falling onto the body had become puddles on the ground. This was as caught off guard as a sandstorm, and Yerong, squatting in the magic circle, looked up at the sun hanging high in the sky and sighed.
"The rain has stopped, why don't you keep moving forward?" The angel, who came behind Yerong, said in a normal tone. This is the first normal conversation in a few days, at least it started. Yerong felt very excited and planned to take this opportunity to improve the significantly deteriorating relationship.
As soon as he turned his head, the young mechanic was captivated by the infinite spring light in front of him. Mifara, who maintained her usual attire, remained in her cool and pure white attire even in the sunny desert. Yerong and the two Magic Fencer were not the first to doubt why her skin would never tan and her clothes would always look new. And the fate of Bai Bu touching the water is only one
Unfortunately, Yerong, who had secretly learned from Jess, did not learn how to conceal his gaze. The flying leg kicked back the originally hopeful relationship, causing it to crack even deeper. But it doesn't matter, all of this will have to wait until he wakes up before spending time thinking about it.
The two Magic Fencer who were looking around noticed something unusual behind them and turned their heads to look. Mifara's roaring warning and spring breeze instantly made them forget about Sherk's experience of turning their heads too quickly and easily pulling their necks, and feel regretful.
Massaging her sore neck, Mifarar's slightly angry voice came from behind: "The rain has stopped, don't you leave yet?" Dilarocha glanced back and Mifarar pulled out a large blanket for keeping warm when sleeping at night, tightly wrapping her body. From the continuous white steam emanating from her hair and body, it can be inferred that she is trying to dry herself.
Release the hand pinching his neck. Just as Dilarocha was about to answer, Diego pushed him aside and said, "We didn't guess wrong! Let's start! The range is quite large!"
The sentence with unclear meaning left Mifarar feeling inexplicable as she looked towards the direction that Diego was staring at. Locusts emerged from the moist ground one by one, in large numbers to the point of making one's scalp tingle.
Running to the center of the magic circle, Dilarocha, holding her long sword tightly, recited the spell with concentration. The magical tools inserted around her emitted a faint blue light, echoing the sound of the spell. A faint red light rose from the outermost edge of the magic circle, blocking the constantly appearing locusts. The magic formation itself also emits a red light, isolating locusts that may appear on the ground inside the formation underground.
Faced with an angel who can calmly respond to the overwhelming force of the Black Sheep, and facing the millions of Zergs, the courage has already flown to the heavens to be cherished. Like the daytime of the night, the sunlight is obscured by the buzzing black clouds. Mifara frowned as she felt unhappy, and a white inflamed ball gathered in front of her goosebumped right palm.
Deago, who was guarding behind Dilarocha, quickly stopped Mifarar's actions and fearlessly faced the sight of the killing.
"Why stop me?" questioned with anger, although one mistake may end up risking one's life, Diego didn't care about such a thing at all.
Release the grip on Mifara and point not far away. Frogs, storks, sparrows, and other small and medium-sized animals adapted to the desert, also emerging from nowhere, are feeding on the swarming locust swarm. Diego said, "Not everything that humans dislike is harmful to nature."
The solidified inflamed ball disappeared into the void, but Mifara's mood did not improve because the other person was good or bad. What he disliked was still only disgust! She crouched down unconsciously, picked up the fallen Yerong, and leaned into her arms.
Yerong, who woke up inexplicably, suddenly saw a warm jade fragrance, which frightened him and made him afraid to move. However, things seemed to be moving in a positive direction, intentionally or unintentionally. He had to turn his neck, look around, and not immediately do the foolish thing of holding onto the jade figure in his arms.
Dilarocha was focused on her own spell; Ω 13 was silently gazing at the scene of locusts dancing in the sky; Diego looked in different directions. The Magic Swordsman said in his rather emotional voice, "Humans are also a part of nature. The most correct approach is to allow nature to operate without directly harming oneself. When you eliminate one evil, you are just letting the inexpressible nature create another evil."
Yeron could not provide any favorable rebuttal to Diego's opinion, and he was not even sure if it was a suitable time to speak now. If you provoke the angel in your arms again, you may not have the chance to wake up in your lifetime. He tentatively questioned the current situation and used a short sentence in a low voice: "This magic circle is..."
"Jun Yan, you can call this superior magic like that."
"Using superior magic to repel insects! It's really creative..."
"In fact, it can only be considered as an incomplete magic formation after reducing its strength. The small gadget envisioned by the predecessors of the Chaos Temple is the best and most convenient in terms of efficiency and practicality."
Mifarar did not have a strong reaction to their conversation. With some peace of mind, Yerong reached out his hand and approached the red light like a wall, slowly embracing the angel in his arms with the other hand. With a skeptical tone, he said, "Why doesn't there feel any warmth?"
Upon seeing Yerong's actions, Diego quickly stopped and said, "No! The flames of the higher ups belong to true flames, with neither high temperature nor brightness, but they can torment your soul. That's why locusts instinctively avoid flames that can torment deep souls. Otherwise, only temperature and brightness may attract more insects to die."
After listening to Diego's explanation, Yerong withdrew his outstretched hand with half a doubt, and also casually hugged Mifarar, holding both hands tightly. Well, there hasn't been much intense reaction yet. He asked about other things and said, "When can we possibly leave?"
There are signs of a decrease in the locust swarm, no longer like a dark cloud covering the sun, and the scenery surrounding the area swept by locusts is somewhat unsightly. After making a rough judgment, Diego said, "If you want to leave safely, you may have to wait for a while longer. To arrive at your destination according to your itinerary, you may have to catch some late nights."
Yerong closed his mouth and hugged the angel in his arms, trembling slightly and burying his head. No matter how powerful her power is, her mind is still just a little girl. The immature expressions of loneliness, jealousy, disgust, awkwardness, and so on, combined together, are the Mifara he knows. This has been Ye Rong's long-term experience.
Time passed slowly, and the scattered locusts left only a mess on the ground. On the way, Dilarocha began to struggle with the sustained release of magic. In order to maintain his physical strength to complete today's scheduled itinerary, Diego also sat in front of him, reciting the same spell to ease Dilarocha's burden. Ω 13 is still speechless, as if there is no life... no! In fact, whether their state can be called "alive" is still a question.
When the spells of two Magic Fencer ended with a breath of air, the red barrier of the magic formation also descended. Except for the small animals and dead locusts that had already had a full meal, there were no living locusts buzzing and flying around. The locust swarm has moved the ravaged area to other places, and of course, continues to benefit small animals and damage the local environment in other areas.
Watching the two Magic Fencer stand up, Yerong lightly patted Mifarar's arm and said softly, "Mifarar sister, prepare to depart."
Realizing the contact between the two, Mifara quickly pushed away the man who was hugging her. Facing Yerong's charming smile with extremely resentful eyes, he bit his lower lip tightly without saying a word. This confused Yerong again, and he tentatively said, "I..."
Suddenly kicked by someone, he rolled on the ground seventeen or twenty times. Two Magic Fencer avoided using any eyes or expressions to irritate the angels and silently walked up to Yerong's side, both looking at each other with bitter smiles. Dilarocha squatted down and said in a helpless tone, "Personally, I shouldn't say these things, but could you please stop doing foolish things? Because from the perspective of the temple, please at least teach us the technique of firearms before dying. We have already paid a considerable price, and if you die now, we will be very troubled."
"Can't you say something nice?"
On the other end, due to Big Omega shaking his head, shrugging his shoulders, waving his hands, pretending to know everything, he said, "Child!" and then got into a fight with Mifara, who was angry and blushing.
Arriving at the last relay station on the journey... it should be the last one. This time, Yerong sneaked into the small town alone, while also keeping the sniper rifle in Dilarocha's hands, as long as he didn't have any obvious identification on his body, to prevent the Cosan group from doing so. Due to the roads leading to other places in the small town, it is extremely unusual for many outsiders to appear, as if they are afraid that they will not know what major events are about to happen. This situation may not have anything to do with the Goddess group, but Yerong knew in his heart that he and the angel needed to temporarily separate and change their mood, which would be beneficial for both sides. As for everything else, it's just an excuse.
Although bare handed, Yerong thought to himself that with his merchant like three inch tongue and smile, there shouldn't be any major problems. If you really want to take action, a pair of legs that have escaped countless times should not betray yourself at this time. However, the strange sound coming from behind made me sigh helplessly.
Looking back, the spider shaped little one ω Follow not far away, but also stop walking with oneself. The sound of the motor changing the main lens seemed to indicate that it was constantly confirming the expression on Yerong's face. Yerong thought to himself, no matter how small ω What is the reason for following up? He has an even more terrifying weapon without a sniper rifle. Fortunately, in the past few days, the speechless little one ω They all stood aside quite peacefully, hoping that today they also held the same mood.
Waving his hand, Ye Rong smiled and said, "If you have nothing to do, come with me to stroll the streets." ω The eight legs moved smoothly together.
In the desert, any place where crowds gather is quite lively, it's just a matter of scale. small ω Accompanied by Yerong, the lens and focal length continued to change, as if to permanently store such a scene in memory. The mechanic, on the other hand, smoothly changed his mood and spent a few days effortlessly immersing himself in the hustle and bustle of the crowd.
A hand rested on the shoulder. Turning his head, Yerong thought to himself that the one who should have come was still here.
"Where have I seen you before?" asked the person holding onto Yerong. The other party was clearly from outside, and behind him stood several fierce and evil spirits from other places, as well as some desert residents. "Perhaps these people have nothing to do with Gossan," Yerong judged.
One of the principles of business is that silence is gold. But when you want to drive away a guest, you have to go the other way. Proactively and aimlessly pulling the other person to talk nonsense, any normal person will feel impatient.
Yerong, who was deeply aware of these business tips, put on a professional smile and began to say, "Have you seen me? Oh~I believe this brave warrior must have been to Lockstone before. As a young man, I rely on it to eat." The truth mixed with lies is the easiest to believe, as long as you can cleverly pull the other person's thoughts towards the direction you want.
Speaking of Locke Stone, the soldier who stopped Yerong quickly asked, "Are you a mechanic? Are you carrying a musket with you?"
"Firegun?" Yerong thought to himself, a striking target of a precision sniper rifle. With a puzzled expression on his face, he continued, "Oh no! I'm just an ordinary traveling salesman, trading small things from Rockstone around and experiencing the addiction of being an adventurer. How could there be expensive weapons like firearms? Hey! Speaking of which, come and take a look at Rockstone's latest product. Have you seen the tin spider next to me? It's a multifunctional cleaning machine that we've developed through relics. Each of its eight legs has different functions. Have you seen its eyelike appearance? It can capture garbage of all sizes! It's so big that it's like you, adults!" As a small person like me, it's hard to escape its fully automatic search system. I want to say that bringing it to a desert with a lot of wind and sand should be quite easy to sell. How about it? Now, a unit only costs ten silver coins, it's very cheap! Or do you want to buy property in Rockstone? The Presbyterian Church has expanded Rockstone's living area, and for the latest house, I helped him find buyers, and I only paid a small commission. A three story detached building with a hillside in the front and a small river in the back, a crematorium upstairs, and an underground funeral home. Whether you want to be a Yang Mansion or a Yin Mansion, it's very convenient... "
Upon hearing a long string of comments from Ye Rong, no one had the patience to continue, and of course, they didn't hear the last few words that had already changed their tone. Anyway, I'm just asking a few formulaic questions, and there's no reason not to take things seriously. Here, I hear a salesperson boasting about their product.
The questioning soldier shook his hand, intending to stop Yerong, but the clever merchant seemed unable to stop talking for a moment. The soldier ignored him and quickly said, "I'm just asking the strangers who came here to see if they're the person we're looking for. If you're interested in taking on the task, you can walk to the crowded area at the bottom of the road. There's a good job. Alright, I won't disturb you." After that, he quickly led the others to escape from the noisy Yerong's side.
Ye Rong, whose mouth had not stopped yet, looked at his distant figure and whispered in a mocking tone, "La La La La La~! It seems like the person you are looking for is me. I didn't hear it, forget it, it's not my fault. If you persist a little longer, I won't be able to break it off. It's a pity~"
"Beep beep beep!" Little ω Looking at the man who almost sold it, the colors emanating from the camera seemed to be telling others about its doubts. Yerong just smiled and said, "Jess once said that noisy women are even harder to deal with than dragons. But the fact proves that noisy men are not bad either, right? Unfortunately, he can beat noisy men instead of women..."
"Beep beep beep!" Ye Rong said, listening to the different tones of the buzzing sound. "Don't beep anymore, I don't understand what you beep. If you're angry because you just treated you like an automatic broom, I apologize. Alright!"
"Beep, beep, beep!"
"Hey! Stop beeping, I still can't understand. My apology is very sincere, don't get angry. Oh~Is that the gathering place that guy just mentioned earlier, so many people? Go listen and see what kind of good job there is!"
Looking at the place where dozens of people gathered, Yerong walked forward with curiosity and a leisurely mood.