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Seth Bile did not offend him.

Walking on the road outside the city, Jax smiled when he remembered this sentence.

What the girl said was not true. He couldn't help but wonder if he was being manipulated by some kind of magic. How could he trust others so easily? Even if the object is a child begging him, he should be wary of everything.

With merchants riding horses on the road, Shurima's road conditions aren't very safe—to be exact, extremely dangerous.

This land has not had a decent monarch since the fall of the ancient Shurima empire, and if people want to travel between the two cities. Often requires a large group of guards and reliable guides.

Of course, unless you don't need safety, you can also hit the road on two legs.

It's just that the consequence of doing so is that you are likely to be robbed by sand thieves and dumped on the road. Being eaten by dangerous creatures that burrowed out of nowhere in the desert, or getting lost, sandstorms... There are many ways to die, you can choose one.

But none of these matters had anything to do with Jax, who had been wandering Valoran for far too long, especially Shurima. This place is as familiar as the one hundred and eighth style of his lamppost.

It took him half a day to travel to the endless plains of Farajsay. This is a wilderness of hundreds of square kilometers that has devoured countless creatures over the past few hundred years. There are a handful of people who try to cross the plains rather than detour. But they never came back—even if the never-ending heat and lack of water had killed them, neither would the dangerous beasts and savage robbers that haunted the night.

Jax had just arrived at Farajsai when he felt a throbbing wave of magic. He couldn't be more familiar with magic. Icacia built a country with magic, and the status of magicians was very high.

It's just that the magic fluctuations he felt from the air above the wasteland were nothing but pure destruction.

What kind of magic is this?

Jax clenched the lamppost in his hand. If he wanted to reach the Garden City as quickly as possible, he had to cross the endless plain. The threat of the Void was imminent, and he didn't know who would be crazy enough to deliver their eggs. But as long as anything touches the void, it will definitely not be a good thing.

Having no choice, he headed towards the plains.

The more you go inside, the more you can feel the breathtaking magical pressure. The air became sticky, and Jax's steps began to go deeper and shallower,

This is unacceptable for a fighter. Anyone who's trained knows that you can't hit someone with a weapon until you're on your feet.

But he couldn't stabilize his body, and Jax inserted the lamppost in his hand into the yellow sand. He took a deep breath and sat down with his knees crossed. A thin layer of yellow shield began to appear on the surface of his body. He didn't continue walking until he was fully accustomed to the strange environment here due to the magic of the riot.

But the strange thing is that apart from the coercion of that magic power, there is nothing noteworthy on the yellow sand. As always, it was desolate and uninhabited, and occasionally a few lizards crawl past, and soon disappeared in the desert.

What the hell is going on here?

With such doubts in mind, he gradually crossed the endless plain.

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On the plate in front of the mage were two roasted, charred beetles.

They don't look cute, and even if they were cute in life, they turn ugly after fifteen minutes in the flames. What's more, their thick limbs and elytra on their backs make this thing have nothing to do with cuteness, not to mention the hideous mouthparts.

The mage looked up at the tavern guy who served him, and he asked, "Is this your specialty?"

The guy replied proudly: "Are you a traveler? This is a special delicacy in the Garden City! Charcoal-roasted scarabs, you only need to take a bite to know!"

He Shenyan lowered his head again and glanced at the beetle that was about half the size of his palm, and said, "Ah, I don't reject these...special foods. But at least you have to tell me how to eat it. "

"Simple!"

The guy raised his hand and gestured at him: "You just pick up its wings, yes, hold them like this. Then touch their backs with your index finger, be careful, it may be very hot. Is there a soft gap?"

"and then?"

"Break it!"

He Shenyan did as he did.

The beetle's carapace has a soft slit, whether it is natural or specially processed in the kitchen. In short, after the carapace was opened, what the mage saw was golden tender meat, exuding a strange aroma. The guy smiled and brought him a small plate of dipping sauce and said, "If you are not afraid of spicy food, you can eat it with this."

He Shenyan put his fingers in a pointed shape and placed it on the table. He looked at the beetle, hesitated for a while, but picked up the fork on the side and took a bite.

How to describe this taste?

It's like a cow and a fish got drunk one night, and they had such a child. This child is not a fuel-efficient lamp either, and the flesh inherits the best parts of its fictional parents. The mage forked out another piece of meat. He carefully looked at the golden tender meat, and then swallowed it.

Sometimes the appearance has nothing to do with the inside at all.

This sentence applies not only to this beetle, but also to this woman who just pushed the door in.

She was wearing a silk robe, and many people looked away at the first sight of this dress. Don't dare to look at her anymore. In Shurima, many times, being able to wear silk clothes means a lot.

And she also enjoyed this feeling, raised her head proudly, and walked towards the bar.

She is beautiful, it is not an exaggeration. She has wheat-colored skin and wears a veil, revealing only a pair of beautiful eyes. The ankle part wears a gold ring decorated with exaggerated lines.

From any angle, she should be a beauty. And that flimsy silk robe added to her charm to some extent. If it is looming, it will only make people want to see those hidden things, not to mention her beautiful curves cannot be hidden.

Unfortunately......

The mage stood up, he had eaten the first beetle. He didn't forget to pick up the second one and put it in his pocket dimension. He paid for it, so he couldn't take it away.

He walked straight to the woman, who apparently noticed the handsome eastern face. Her eyes were squinted into crescent shapes, and she reached out to greet the mage, but in the next second, He Shenyan slapped her in the face.

"Snapped!"

The pub fell silent.