Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

Even if they knew that Brusk was going to bring the dragons to stand up for Niallie, there was nothing Ange and the others could do. They had to wait until the dragons came.

Anger, who was bored, exposed his head again and looked at the sky. After a whole day, at least ten batches of winged knights flew over the oasis, but none of them took this area full of weeds and The oasis of the small tree is regarded as a key area of ​​concern, especially since there is a skeleton that has decayed into such a skeleton for an unknown amount of time.

The later batches, the looser and faster the formation of those flying wing knights, feeling more and more anxious.

Slowly in the evening, there was a sound of horseshoes, Anger turned his head and saw a group of luxurious carriages over the sand dunes, driving towards them as if they were walking on flat ground. When the horseshoes stepped on the sand, they would raise the sand and make noises , but the wheels will not sink into the sand when they run over, and there is not even a little dust.

Apparently some sort of magic was solidified on the wheel.

Anger didn't know any other carriages, but the carriage with the rose emblem was familiar to him.

After crossing the sand dunes, the guards around the carriage saw the oasis, and immediately pointed to it, said a few words, and then all the carriages turned towards the oasis at the same time.

Bada, isn't it such a coincidence!? Hurry up, hide a little deeper. Negris, who was projected on Ange, didn't know what to say.

Ange squeezed hard, squeezed hard into the ground, and soon squeezed into the depths of the sand.

This oasis was spawned by Ange in one night, because he couldn't dig such a big hole, so he took the method of piling up, first wet the sand, then pile it on the dragon corpse, and then sprinkle grass Seed, give birth once.

Weeds have a short life cycle and quickly grow densely and produce a large number of grass seeds. Ange collected these grass seeds, then piled wet sand on the grass, the pile was more than one meter high, and sprinkled the grass seeds again to stimulate the growth.

In this way, one layer after another, four layers were piled up, and the dragon corpse was buried in a four- to five-meter-thick soil layer, because each layer had weeds and their root systems, just like four layers of straw mats, The dragon corpse was tightly covered, and the sand and gravel were firmly consolidated into a lump, and it was not so easy to dig it out.

A dragon corpse was placed in the depression of the two sand dunes, and then covered with four or five layers of grass felt. The depression was almost smoothed out, and it was slightly raised.

Ange was lying on the edge of these grass mats, and he also sprinkled some grass seeds on the outside, so that the edges of the oasis would not be too neat and conspicuous.

Of course, Ange would not be so careful. Anthony taught him. The former Black Warrior Emperor is the real hidden master. Negris has no theory, but he will miss many details in practice.

The convoy's guards came to the oasis first, and a magician cast a reconnaissance magic to detect the oasis, but because the grass felt was too thick, they couldn't see anything.

A few guards came over and stabbed wildly with their long swords. After stabbing a few times, they brought out fresh and tender grass roots and grass juice. They immediately lost interest in continuing to stab. No one can hide in a pile of fresh and tender weeds. .

Changed from poking to peeling, the weeds on the surface were quickly removed, and a flat space was cleared.

The bottom is full of weeds and thick grass roots. Let's set up camp here, so that the sand dunes don't bury us in the middle of the night. The guard reported back and quickly got his consent.

The four luxurious carriages unloaded their horses and dragged them to the flattened grass, facing each other two by two, keeping everyone away from each other, and then turning on a certain switch of the carriages.

Bang, bang, bang, four slight bursts of magical power, and thick ropes popped out of the carriage, connecting with the other three carriages. Four spikes pierced out from the bottom of the carriage, pierced into the sand, and the carriage fix.

Along those thick ropes, thick curtains were pulled towards the center, covering the area surrounded by the four carriages, including the leveled ground, which was also covered with thick carpets.

The guards took out several steel pipes from the almost empty carriage, and joined the two thickest ones together, carried them into the middle of the tent, and pushed the middle up.

Suddenly, the slightly sunken tent in the middle immediately turned into a tent with a high center and low sides. The remaining steel pipes are tied to the midpoints of the four sides to strengthen the entire tent.

The tarpaulin has joints and glued cloth strips, which can be glued together by kneading two pairs, and the tarpaulin can be collected by tearing it apart tomorrow.

Then, the magician took out more than a dozen finger-thick iron skewers from the box, with a pointed end and a ball on the other end. The ball contained very precise magic power components.

As the magician walked, he inserted these iron cuttings into the corresponding places, and then pulled out the velvet strips that stuck the magic components. In this way, the magic components became active. As long as they sensed abnormal waves of magic or elements, they would be activated. It will make a screaming sound to warn, it is a very practical magic police whistle.

After finishing all this, three beautiful maids got off from another luxury carriage, holding comfortable bedding in their hands, such as pure white magic goose velvet warm quilt, pillows filled with calming wood seeds, and cattail sheets with silent enchantment. pads and more.

After the maids were done setting up, the last luxury carriage was opened, and the carpet was spread directly in front of the tent, so that Tierrez could enter the tent without sticking sand to his feet. With such a luxurious enjoyment, those who didn't know thought that the noble young master was out on a tour.

But at this time, Tierez was in no mood to enjoy these things. He didn't even get out of the carriage when the door was opened, and concentrated on processing the documents in his hand, and occasionally dialed a magic communicator in front of him.

After searching for a whole day, the Flying Wing Knight had already memorized the nearby desert terrain, but he couldn't find the dragon corpse. This is very unreasonable. There must have been some unexpected changes. What should I do?

Half of the Winged Knights were gone, and the remaining half, due to high-intensity flight, had irreversible damage to the wind element magic array on the Winged Wings, and the entire Winged Knights were basically useless.

With such a big loss, is it just a waste of all previous efforts? Tierrez is now like a gambler who has come to a dead end, trying his best to bet everything and try to turn the tables. He is going to ask his family for help and send more people to search.

But from just now, when he tried to contact his family's magic communicator, he couldn't receive the signal. He didn't know if the signal was too far away, or the communicator on the opposite side was turned off. It should be turned off. Change it. Magic crystal?

The magic communicator can receive signals even in another plane, and changing the magic crystal does not need to turn off the communicator. What happened? Tierres had a bad feeling in his heart.

When Tierez’s tent was not yet set up, the carriage with the rose emblem was already set up. That carriage was a magic carriage with complete equipment, a constant temperature magic circle, a bathroom space, and a folding space. The interior space was much larger than the appearance Go up much bigger.

The great magician Shehed stepped out of the carriage, stepped on the carpet laid in advance by his entourage, glanced at the busy maid guards around Tierez's tent with a complicated expression, and muttered in a low voice: Vulgar.

The entourage who had just set up the tables, chairs and refreshments wanted to come over and help him, but he drove him away impatiently, muttering to himself: a guy with thick hands and feet, not refined at all, no temperament at all, no style at all, Mad.

Obviously, he was envious of the aristocratic style that Tierrez expressed in his heart, and the only thing that could comfort him was that his carriage was more practical.

Some sullenly leaned on the simple table and chair, took a sip of milk tea, and scalded him all at once: Bastard, you want to scald me to death!

The entourage ran up in panic, wanting to apologize at a loss, but was slapped on the face by Shehed, and had to retreat reluctantly.

The temperature of the milk tea is requested by Shehed himself, because he wants to adjust the temperature of the milk tea by himself, because he thinks that a finger floats on the surface of the milk tea and stirs it slowly, watching the milk tea condense a little bit of ice residue, and then melt into the hot milk tea, It is a very elegant thing to adjust the temperature to the palate, with a kind of magician romance, so it is always piping hot.

But there is no way, the boss will do what he says, and he should be lucky to get through with a slap.

His mouth was scalded, and Shehed lost all mood. He immediately let out a cold air from one finger, plunged into the boiling hot milk tea and stirred it, quickly lowering the temperature, then drank it in one gulp, and turned to Tierez's carriage.

He could see the situation of the Flying Wing Knights all day long. The situation was very bad, and he was also very anxious. Although the dragon slaying plan was formulated by Tieres, he also spent a lot of energy. He helped to make the scale armor, and also helped push a wave of oasis sandmen.

The agreement between him and Tieres is: the prestige of the dragon corpse and the dragon slayer belongs to Tieres, the dragon heart, dragon horns, dragon eyes, dragon scales, etc., and things with magical effects belong to him. Now the dragon corpse cannot be found. He gained nothing.

At this moment, a ring with a communication function flickered on his hand, the light spot was very faint, and the flickering frequency was very low, about a few seconds.

Shehed immediately held his hand, and turned the gleaming side of the ring to his palm without making a fuss, even his followers didn't see it.

Standing up abruptly, he turned around and returned to the carriage. Although his movements were abrupt, in the eyes of the followers around him, they seemed reasonable, because Sheikh would often leave like this without saying a word. At this time, don't Take away the tables and chairs, if he comes back later and sees that the tables and chairs have been taken away, he will definitely lose his temper again.

Back in the carriage, Shehed closed the door, opened the defensive magic circle and the silence barrier, then activated the communicator in the car, and said respectfully: Teacher, are you looking for me?

The submissiveness in his tone was completely opposite to his domineering in front of his followers.

Hmm. A nasal hmm came from the communicator, followed by an impatient voice: Are you mixing with Potter's Tierez?

Hearing this tone, everyone will know who Shehed learned his speaking habits from.

Yes, teacher, what's the problem? Shehed asked quickly.

Did you go to slay the dragon? Now in the desert? the impatient voice asked in an even more impatient tone.

Shehed had a bad feeling, and quickly responded: Yes.

Did you move the dragon?

Uh, no, I didn't even touch the dragon, so I cooperated with the sand bandits and beat up the sand people in the oasis.

Very good, remember, you are going to the desert this time to play, and you met the sand people who were harassed by sand bandits in the oasis, and helped the sand people resist for a while, and then saw Tierez kill the dragon, so you are brave , killed Tieres, but unfortunately failed to save the life of the dragon, understand?

Uh... Shehed seemed to understand what he was about to say, but the other person interrupted impatiently: Kill Tierez and take his head back, otherwise you will die outside, the Rose Tower will definitely You need to get rid of the suspicion of slaughtering the dragon, do you understand?

Sheikh's eyes popped out. Wouldn't he be afraid of angering the Potter family if he killed Tierez? If Tierez is not killed, the teacher means to let him die outside, to give him up? What happened to make the teacher give up such a great magician like him?

I understand, but teacher, what happened? Shehed asked hastily.

The giant dragons came out in full force, and Fashen and them touched each other with profound magic on the surface of the East China Sea. There was no difference between the winner and the loser. We are in the wrong. Whoever caused the trouble will use whose head to appease the dragon's anger. If you can't do it, I'll use your head to appease Lord Fashen's anger. The tone on the other side was no longer impatient, but cold.

Shehed was shocked, and quickly responded: Don't worry, teacher, I can do it.

After getting out of the carriage, Sheikh immediately gathered all his followers and gave the order.

The followers turned pale when they heard that the order was from Shekhed's teacher himself. They never had the chance to receive a direct order from the old master.

The followers dispersed, assigned their own targets, leaned against Tierrez's men, and then launched an attack together, killing some of the guards on the spot, and gathered to kill the rest.

Shehed! What are you doing! Tierres rushed out of the tent when he heard the movement, and asked Shehed sharply.

Shehed was already brewing magic, and heard the words and responded loudly: Brother, it is wrong for you to kill the dragon. The dragon is our good friend. It is everyone's responsibility to protect the dragon. I can't just sit idly by and suffer death. Bar.

Let you...￥\u0026 # *\u0026! Tierez swung his sword and cut at one of Shehed's followers. The moment the sword was blocked by the grid, a sword light spit out and pierced into the opponent's neck.

Jugmaster! Be careful, the enemy has broken through the Juggernaut. The radiant aura is the sign of a junior Juggernaut.

While killing a follower, Tierres felt that Shehed's gaze was fixed on him, and he immediately put his toes on the ground, kicked it hard, and raised a large cloud of dust.

The magician's eye lock is not unbreakable, the smog is anti-lock, artificially create a large area of ​​smog and dust that obstructs the line of sight, and the eyes cannot be locked.

Kicking with both feet, large expanses of sand and dust rose up, not only blocking sight, but also creating cover, and rushed towards Shehed quickly.

Shehed waved the staff in his hand, and the luxurious staff immediately amplified his magic power, and a strong wind surged, pushing the sand and dust in the opposite direction, revealing Tierez's figure.

Shehed's followers rushed forward and surrounded him.

Tierez flexibly parried, showing excellent martial arts skills, and counterattacked from time to time, cutting down one or two followers, and his guards also rushed to help, and the mage was going to bless him with buff magic.

However, a thorn suddenly sprang out from the ground, stabbing Tierez's intermediate magician to death on the spot.

Shehed killed the opponent's magician, his eyes fell on Tierez again, and he chanted magic.

Tieres suddenly felt that the water on his body was boiling, and the skin swelled up one big bubble after another-water magic, the boiling of water.

Tierez hastily instigated the fighting spirit shield, and at the same time shrank behind the opponent's followers, opened and closed, killed and repelled the enemies continuously, and then stabbed one of the followers with a sword, and rushed towards Shehed against his body. go.

Shehed's eyes couldn't lock on Tierez's body, and the followers' block was also abruptly broken through, and he panicked suddenly.

Thorns stabbed out from the ground one after another, but Tierez stepped on the key points with every step as if he had a sense, and the fighting spirit gushed out, directly shattering the stabs.

One step at a time, he approached Shehed thirty meters.

Shehed was in a hurry, twisted the ring in his hand, and a burst of explosive flames shot out. This was not a low-level bursting small fireball like Anger's, but a sixth-level explosive flame, sprayed on the corpse on top of Tierez, and it was torn apart.

Tierez's long sword stirred, constantly stirring up sand and dust, which blocked his sight again. Shehed took out his shield and blew away the dust, and the last ice cone pierced Tierrez's chest.

But Tierez's long sword also pierced into his stomach.

Just when the two were hurting each other, a skeleton suddenly jumped up not far away. The skeleton groped in the space in front of it, pulled out a swordsman, and proposed a little girl, a brass baby dragon, An armored man, a mist, and a steel construct.

Nicola's Assassin!

Those people on the oasis!

They're a gang!

It was too late to say anything, both Tierrez and Shehed, who were hurt by both sides, were pushed away by a wave.

Everyone looked at the enemy's luxurious carriage, the equipment on Tierez and Shehed, and laughed.

Thank you Xia Mu Wei Liang, Skeleton wants to build a foundation, good luck, Bei Ming Ke Qing, Yi Jian Jue Chen, angry Cotton. rewards.