Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

Who is so disappointed? Sand Pirates? The Sand Pirates have all been wiped out, how dare they run out without fear of death? What the hell is this Sand Pirate King?

The dragon slaying battle of the Flying Wing Knights dealt a devastating blow to the sand bandits. Most of the sand bandits who could support a team in half of the desert were called, and then they were swept away by a wave and fled in all directions.

Being dispersed in the desert, it is very difficult to survive by relying on individual strength alone. Therefore, in a normal battle, the casualties of the sand bandits may only be more than a thousand, but after fleeing, at least two or three thousand died.

Of the five thousand sand robbers, less than 20% survived.

The vitality is seriously injured, and it is very difficult for the Sand Pirates to cause disasters in a short period of time. In this case, can the King of Sand Pirates appear?

Negris and Rogge looked at each other, and stood up quickly. Ange, who was planting vegetables with the piercing hand, also stood up quickly at this moment, with a raging soul flame in his head.

"No, no, no, don't be angry, just let Rogge fix it." Negris held Anger down, and it was just a sand robber, and Anger needed to do it himself? That would be too embarrassing for these younger brothers.

An Ge did not sit down, but shook his head and said, "A lot of breath."

"A lot of breath, a lot of people?" When the Sand Pirates entered the village, Negris found that the other party had only a dozen or so riders. The leading few were well-equipped and wore light armor, while those behind them were bare.

Two of them were still wearing cloaks, not even showing their eyes, and it was unclear whether they were sand robbers or slaves.

"How many people are there? Are there still outside?" Negris flapped his wings and flew up, looking out of the village. In the dark night, there was nothing.

How dare a person like this be called the king of sand robbers? Impressed.

But when I looked back, I saw that Ange had already sacrificed the Death Scythe and was ready to fight. Seeing its rare prudence, it seemed that the opponent was not a dozen or so sand robbers, but a thousand troops.

Now Negris had to be cautious, and flew to Ange and asked, "What did you find?"

"A lot of breath." An Ge repeated the previous words again.

Looking at those sand robbers in a daze, where is there 'a lot of breath'?

The leader of the Sand Pirates is an 'old farmer' with a face full of weather and dark skin. Most of the Sand Pirates actually look like this. After being exposed to the wind and sun in the desert, even the most delicate flesh will soon become rough. Judging from this appearance, it is no problem to be a Sand Pirate.

Twenty or so riders is not much, but it is enough to slaughter a village with a population of about a hundred households, and Domit also thinks so.

Recently, the forces in the desert have changed very frequently. Those famous sand bandits in the past have disappeared one by one. It is said that they were slaughtered because they failed to slay the dragon. All of a sudden, the sphere of influence in the desert was vacated a lot.

Domit, who used to hide from others, suddenly trembled. He had never dared to harass the village before, because most of the villages were sheltered by sand bandits and paid taxes to sand bandits on time.

Along the way, I did not meet a large group of sand robbers. I only met two people in cloaks on the sandstone field, and asked Domit to escort them to the nearest place with water and food, and took out I bought two magic crystals as a reward.

Although Domit is a sand thief, as long as the money is in place, he can also do escort work, but an escort is an escort, and whether it is safe or not is another matter.

And he played a little tricky, didn't the man in the cloak ask to escort them to a place with water and food? There is water in Zhuilong Lake, there is salt water, and there is food there, although it is not enough.

When the two cloaked men saw a lake of salt water and a pile of Mali Bazhi's grain, what expressions would they have? At that time, should we escort them away again?

If you want, the price will be different, such as all your wealth and life?

Along the way, many villages are dilapidated, some villages are empty, and some are only left with some hungry people like walking corpses. Who would have thought that they would go to Zhuolong Lake immediately, but saw a Singing and dancing, laughing and talking about the village.

After listening carefully, they found that they were still engaged in a wedding. When they heard that it was a wedding, all the Sand Pirates couldn't help feeling hot in their stomachs.

Marriage means that there is a young woman, and it takes half a month to walk in the desert, riding a male horse. Realizing that there is a young woman, which sand robber can hold back.

The thought of tying the groom to the pillar and watching them surround the white and tender bride made him so excited that he couldn't even sit on the horse.

However, in order to prevent other Sand Pirates from retaliating, Domit simply played a famous name: King of Sand Pirates.

As far as he knew, Sand Pirates had no king. If there was someone to protect them in this village, then those who protected them would go to the King of Sand Pirates to settle accounts.

"Don't you know that in this vast desert, the bride's first night is dedicated to the king of the sand robbers?!" Domit repeated the previous sentence, but this time the tone was already roaring, and the sand robbers under him also It was very cooperative, and he pulled out the sword with a clang, creating a chilling atmosphere.

But what was strange was that the villagers looked at each other with weird expressions on their faces, and finally turned their attention to Ange and the others. In front of a grown-up with a giant dragon, twenty sand robbers were not enough to look at.

Following the sight of the villagers, Domit and the others looked over, and the first thing they saw was a pink and pink little angel in a white dress, and their eyes immediately glowed.

Some people, when it comes to emotions, they easily ignore other things, such as Ange carrying a scythe, a little zombie wearing a soul armor, Rogge who is breathing black, and a three-headed little boy with two yellows and one silver. baby dragon.

Until one of the two cloaked men behind spoke: "You idiot who knows how to die."

The two cloaked men walked forward, and every time they took a step, some beetles would fall from under the cloaks. After landing, they burrowed into the ground, and the beetles fell all the way, as if black water was flowing. Domit and the other Sand Pirates felt their scalps go numb.

What are you escorting? Why are there so many bugs on them?

The sand bandit closest to them was grabbed by one of the cloaked men, revealing a thin hand wrapped in a black cloth belt, and a wave of mosquito-like insects flew out from the gap between the hand and the cloak. Buzzing and rushing towards the Sand Bandit.

Goosebumps all over Sand Pirate's body, and he screamed loudly, but when he opened his mouth again, these insects poured into his mouth, gurgling like drowning, and rolled on the ground.

This kind of change stunned everyone. How could Domit think that the people he escorted would suddenly attack them?

If it was a flash of swords, the sand bandits might have drawn their swords, but the insects and beetles were so weird that for a while, everyone subconsciously screamed and retreated.

But it was useless, under the cloak, strands of flying insects flew out, pounced on those sand robbers like black smoke, landed on them, burrowed into their clothes, bit their skin, or burrowed through their nose, nose and ear holes .

After a few breaths, there were only sand robbers rolling all over the ground, and even the horses they were riding were not spared.

"It turns out that the aura you mentioned is the aura of these things." Negris suddenly realized.

Domit is the only surviving Sand Pirate. At this moment, he has ten thousand curse words in his heart, but in the end all he can say is: "Forgive...forgive..."

The cloaked man approached and whispered: "You are so stupid and blind, even if I spare you, you will still die next time, you can't see that there are a bunch of strong people on the opposite side, and there are several young dragons Is it? Even that little girl who made your eyes shine is also filled with the power of holy light."

While talking, the cloaked man turned Domit's face away and looked at Ange and the others. With the reminder from the cloaked man, Domit finally saw other people, and he was not blinded by emotions. He naturally knew these people mean something.

Just the three young dragons alone are not something he can provoke. If there are three young dragons, then there must be at least one adult dragon, right?

"Instead of dying stupidly, why don't you turn into a scorpion and become the nourishment of Lord Hermertos." After the cloaked man finished speaking, Domit only felt a pain in his chest, and the cloaked man's skinny hand had already pierced into his chest .

Domit's wound was squirming, as if something was getting in, the cloaked man pulled out his hand, and Domit lost his support and fell powerlessly to the ground.

At this point, the cloaked man finally turned around and saluted his chest: "You powerful beings, we do not intend to offend, these sand robbers are not with us, and their actions have nothing to do with us. We are Lord Hemertos believers, come here just to find a land with abundant water and grass.”

"Hermertos? I haven't heard of it. Where did it come out? Is it a new god? The method is very strange." Negris muttered softly. As the god of common sense, any god who can be named, it I have basically heard of it, but I have never heard of this Hemertos.

But this is not surprising. There are thousands of beliefs in the world. Even the most overbearing light cannot cover every dark corner. It must be some kind of little god.

"Oh, believers of Hermertos, hello, hello, I seem to have heard you say '垽' to him just now? What is '垽'?" Negris asked.

The two cloaked men looked at each other. Although they even covered their eyes under the cloak, they seemed to understand each other's meaning.

"Steam is Lord Hemertos' definition of the most abundant substance in the world. On it, all things can grow, dead trees can germinate, dead bones can be revived, white-haired old people can regain their youth, and disabled patients can regrow their limbs. , all things in the world, there will be no defects and pains, as long as you find the place with the most abundant aquatic plants, you will find 垽, it is a gift from Lord Hermertos to the world!"

After a pause, the cloaked man said, "Want to know more? Join us in the Temple of Chaos and pray to learn more." Then, the cloaked man held out a booklet in both hands.

Dare they look at each other just now, did they decide to preach to Negris and others?

Anger's eyes lit up when he heard it, "Hey, why does it sound like a combination of holy essence, life essence, and dragon soil bird droppings?" Can grow anything? Is there such a powerful fertilizer?

A sense of absurdity arose in Negris' heart. A few minutes ago, the bully came on stage and robbed the bride's first night. Before he could do anything, the bully was killed by the two cloaked men they brought. After a few words, the man in the cloak actually preached to them, which is really dumbfounding.

One more thing is worse than one less thing. Although I don't know what the origin of Hemertus and Chaos Temple is, and the cloaked man's method is also very strange, but he can't kill the other party just because of this, right?

Negris shook his head: "I don't want to, if not..." Still wanting to say something, An Ge next to him suddenly hit the ground with a sickle handle.

There was a crisp crackling sound, something exploded in the sand, the scythe was lifted, and a burst beetle was stuck to the handle.

Impressively, two cloaked men came all the way, and the beetle that fell from them had crept to the feet of Ange and the others at some point.

Negris stared blankly at the beetle on the handle of the sickle, and then at the two cloaked men. The two cloaked men were obviously a little surprised. Unexpectedly, how could Ange find the beetle in the ground?

But they had already been discovered, and they didn't bother to pretend, and shouted loudly: "Then go to hell..."

When the word 'death' was shouted, the corpses of those fallen sand robbers suddenly exploded, and countless flying insects flew out of the corpses, the number of which was dozens of times more than those that got into the corpses .

Looking at the corpses of those sand thieves again, they had been eaten away to the point where only a layer of skin and skeleton remained.

Daringly, these insects used the corpse of the sand robber as a petri dish and reproduced at an unimaginable speed.

At the same time, a large number of beetles crawled out of the sand, and together with the insects, they crawled towards everyone present, including John and other sandmen.

However, as soon as the death word was shouted, before the cloaked man was excited by this scene, a cold light flashed across their necks, and two heads fell off.

"What kind of thing dares to shout 'death' to adults." Rogge's figure solidified behind them, and he cut them off from the waist with a backhand knife.

The remaining middle half of the body fell to the ground, but they did not die, but waved their hands, frantically trying to grab the other half of themselves.

Rogge swiped four more times, cutting off all their hands, and now there is no moving part: "I have long suspected that you are a lich."

The two cloaked figures were broken into several pieces, and a large number of beetles and insects crawled out of their bodies, and rushed to all places in a black and black manner.

Facing the overwhelming insects and beetles, An Ge found that the Death Scythe in his hand was not working well, so he put it away immediately and released his magic.

Rows of explosive fireballs shot at the bugs.

The little angel curiously grabbed a beetle in his hand. It was a strange insect with a black carapace, six legs, and a beak like a pliers. He bit it down and even bit off a piece of flesh on the little angel's palm. .

"Aw!" The little angel crushed the beetle on the palm on the spot, lifted the hem of her skirt, stepped on her two little white legs, and stepped on it quickly. With each foot, there must be a crackling sound, even if it is hidden in the sand. It didn't work either.

The little zombie also squatted down, clapped his palms, clapped, clapped, like whack-a-mole, the beetles in the sand were blown away one after another.

Rogge swung his double blades and rushed through the black smoke of insects.

Niairi and Baihou even stretched their necks, breathing out their dragon breath like a small flame.

Everyone has a lot of tricks, but in the face of such a dark and dark scene, they seem powerless, and there is no way to quickly eliminate all the insects and beetles.

A large number of insect beetles approached the villagers, making them scream desperately.

Negris was in a hurry: "We can't let the bugs kill the villagers, otherwise their numbers will skyrocket again."

He was anxious, but Negris had already realized that it would be difficult to recover. These beetles were not very destructive, even their scales could not be broken. They were no threat to them, but they were not the same to those villagers.

Even if they cover their mouths and noses, they can still bite through the skin and get in, bite the flesh, and multiply themselves crazily.

With such a huge number, even the most efficient Ange can't eliminate them quickly. When they rush into the villagers, there will be another big eruption immediately.

The villagers are doomed, poor John, poor bride.

Just when Negris was frustrated, An Ge suddenly stepped on his footprints forcefully, and the progress of all life in the entire village was instantly accelerated.

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