wizard

The 17-year-old Wam ran into trouble the first time he led a caravan into the eastern desert.

Wamu is a businessman in the northern part of the Alan continent. His family has been doing business for a living.Half a year ago, Wam's father led a camel team to the east to trade salt and spices, but not only failed to return within the scheduled time, but also completely lost the news.

Not just Wam's father, nor anyone else in the caravan since then.Such a situation can only mean one thing, they are in trouble.

Terrible sandstorms, robbers lurking in the shadows, and even the conspiracy of members of the caravan, various speculations linger in Wam's mind, but they cannot be confirmed until the caravan members are found.

Wam is the eldest son in the family, but he is only 17 years old, and his younger siblings are even younger.His father disappeared, and his family's livelihood was interrupted. If he wanted to maintain his life, he had to inherit the family business, follow in the footsteps of his ancestors, and lead the camel team out of the north.

With the help of the resources and connections accumulated by his parents, he bought camels, reorganized the camel fleet, and purchased goods. Wam was running around all day long. In just a few months, he grew from a child to a man who can protect his mother and raise his younger siblings.

Everything was ready, and Wam finally assembled a medium-sized caravan.Of the forty camels, 21 belonged to Wam and the rest were scattered small traders.

The desert bandits in the east and the wandering barbarians who lost their tribes in the west are the greatest threats to caravans.Caravans with less than [-] camels dare not enter the desert and wasteland easily, and there is a [-]% chance of being attacked.A large number is only relatively safe. Only a few merchants can obtain the protection of the eastern city lord and the western barbarian patriarch, and the price to be paid is also huge.

Wam is very smart, with both eloquence and means. He can arrange the affairs of the caravan in an orderly manner, and he can find ways to gain the trust of the caravan members. Something was wrong, he was deceived by the guide, and walked into the trap set by the robbers.

While resting in an oasis, Vam's caravan was attacked.

Fortunately, the poison that the robbers put in the soup in advance failed to work, and some people in the caravan were quite skilled. The robbers with less than 20 people were repelled, and the guide who colluded with the robbers was also killed in the melee. Most of the caravan survived, but were stranded in the oasis.

Without a guide or an experienced team leader, the northern merchants who entered the eastern desert for the first time could not accurately identify the direction at all.

"what should I do now?"

Wamu is facing a difficult choice. It is definitely not a good idea to stay here. If you meet a group of robbers, you will meet other robbers. If you leave, which direction should you go?This is not the northern mountain region he is familiar with, he lost his way and could only wait for death.

In the end, the remaining caravan members discussed together and decided to leave.

If you stay here, you can only wait for death. If you leave, you may meet a shepherd. If you are lucky, you can find a new guide.

Fill the skin bag with water, and the caravan continues on the road.

The only thing that can guide them is the sun in the sky.

Wam was very calm on the surface, leading the camel and walking in the forefront, but his heart was beating a drum.The road ahead is long and everything is unknown, no matter how smart and mature he is, he is still just a 17-year-old boy.

With the scorching sun, yellow sand, and scorching high temperature, businessmen trekked hard in the desert.

On the third day after leaving the oasis, they encountered a terrible sandstorm. After the sandstorm passed, eleven camels were buried under the yellow sand, including the cargo on their backs.Once again, Wam survived by luck, only losing a camel and part of his goods. Compared with the merchant who disappeared into the yellow sand with the camel, he was considered lucky.

After a short rest, the caravan continued on its way.This time the god of luck finally favored them, and some members of the caravan found traces of the herd.

"It's not wrong, it's a triangle sheep, and there are a lot of them."

Scattered hoofprints spread around a pool formed around rocks, and the wet sand left the footprints of animals that came to drink.

All the members of the caravan cheered up, and guessed the direction of the herd's departure along the hoofprints that hadn't disappeared. They immediately jumped on the camels and chased after them. This was almost their last hope.

The hot wind in the desert kicked up patches of yellow sand, and the herd’s footprints disappeared quickly. Wam beat the camel with a whip, which he would never do in the past. Camels are precious and important property of merchants. Nobody hurts a camel easily, buddy.Now he can't care so much anymore, and the same goes for other businessmen.

Escaping from this desert has become their only wish.

They want to survive, it doesn't matter if the goods are lost, and the camels can be treated if they are injured. If they can't get out of this desert, they will only have a dead end!

However, Wam and others never dreamed that the herd they were following was not the property of a certain tribe in their imagination, but a flock of nearly wild triangular sheep lost in the desert.

This group of triangular sheep followed the antelope herd to the depths of the desert, and followed the guidance of the grass and water to the legendary city of witches.

Wam and his party following the flock were discovered, and the shepherd sent the news back to the city. He Ning was very interested in the goods carried by the caravan, but did not intend to put them into the city.

"Miya, you can handle this matter."

"Yes, Master."

The reason for angering Mudi is unknown. Whether this caravan is real or not, whether it came here by mistake or for another purpose is also unknown. He Ning does not want the deserted city under reconstruction to be demolished again.

"Invite them here safely first. If they are really merchants, we have a lot of things to exchange. If their identities and intentions are unknown..."

Before He Ning finished speaking, Mia had already understood what he meant, it was nothing more than killing people and stealing goods, which she was familiar with, and it was quite easy to do.

Miya brought three Dosha people and fifteen girls, and also worked five knights. He Ning didn't comment on Miya's arrangement, and didn't join in the fun.

"Is the master going to take a look?"

"No." He Ning shook his head, tightened and loosened the palms placed by his side, and repeated several times.He wasn't sure, if Miya and the others encountered resistance and had a black fight on the spot, would he be affected and become manic and murderous again.

This terrible mania hadn't affected him for a long time, and He Ning didn't want all his previous efforts to be in vain.

After Miya left, Mu Di looked at He Ning, and suddenly leaned over and kissed his forehead, "Leave with me in two days."

"Where are you going?" He Ning held the place where Modi kissed, always feeling that the skin under his palm was a little hot, "I can't leave here now."

"Go to Ariel City." Moody held up a lock of He Ning's black hair, "The lord of Ariel City is a loyal believer of the Temple of Otiramus, and he is plotting something that needs to be resolved as soon as possible."

Mu Di only spoke half of what he said, and He Ning frowned no longer.

"Are you angry because of this city lord?"

"Yes and no."

"Can't you explain it more clearly?"

"The Temple of Otiramus issued an oracle that the city of Ariel will form an alliance with the city of Hoshim, and unite some barbarians to attack the city of Pulan."

"...Are these people out of their minds?"

"Perhaps." Moody was amused by He Ning's words, "Otiramus's oracle and his irrepressible ambition are not difficult to understand."

Dressed in the cloak of faith, blinded by interests, forgetting what a terrible man Mudi Pulan is, the result of overreaching will be that everything will be lost, and even his life will be lost.

"Ariel City is close to the northern border, and it is far away from Pulancheng. There are only three oases along the way."

Moody sat cross-legged on the ground, motioned for He Ning to sit down too, then dipped his fingers in water, and drew the route and map between the two cities on the slate, which was very simple but clear at a glance.

"The city of Hoshim is between the cities of Ariel and Pulan." The white finger drew another short line in the water that has not yet dried up. "There is a very deep well dug in the city. Water and food supplies can be obtained from here. It is a bit unexpected that they will contact the barbarians."

He Ning looked down at the map on the slate, which was disappearing with the traces of water.

Supporting his chin with one hand, he seemed to understand why Moody invited him to go with him.

The best way to solve the problem is to strike first before sending troops to Ariel City.It is impossible for Pulan's army to get supplies from Horchim unless the city is defeated first, but that also requires speed and time.

"Is that what I think?"

He Ning raised one eyebrow and expressed his thoughts, and Moody nodded without any pressure.

He Ning rolled his eyes towards the roof, and sure enough, it was an artificial water machine.

"I can go with you." He Ning squeezed the space between his eyebrows, and did not continue to refuse, "Here in the deserted city, you send a reliable person to take over temporarily."

When he and Mudi left, Miya would definitely follow, and she knew it without asking.There is no one in charge here, so he is worried.

"it is good."

"Also, you just mentioned that the temple issued another oracle?"

"But another lie."

The legend of an oracle appearing in Pulan has intensified, and the situation is so "serious" that the Temple of Otiramus cannot ignore it.

The appearance of the new oracle is completely challenging the authority of the Temple of Otiramus.

The big witch, who was lying in bed, gave an order to kill him during his short waking hours.The fire of her life is running out, and her witch power is exhausted, but her wisdom still exists.The black-haired young man with powerful witch power and the castellan of Pulan who inherited the royal blood, the combination of the two will put the fate of Otiramus in jeopardy.

If you can't take away his witch power, then kill him and make him disappear completely!

The big witch lying on the bed is like a piece of dead wood that has lost its moisture, or a skeleton covered in skin.The parchment under the pillow became all the strength to support the skeleton.

She firmly believes that as long as the successor of the great witch is killed, the temple of Otiramus will stand firm. The royal blood that did not die 400 years ago has no need to continue.Without the Temple of Otiramus, the power and status of the Miko will be in vain.For this reason, she did not hesitate to let the Aran continent once again flow into rivers of blood.

The ambitious city lords in the east, the blood-hungry barbarians in the west, the profit-seeking merchants in the north, and the cunning sea people in the south don't want to be alone.

If the powerful power she couldn't seize was turned into her own flesh and blood, then it would be completely destroyed.On the cornerstone of blood and corpses, only the Temple of Otiramus stands firm!

The great witch 400 years ago, and today's inheritors, have to die!

Wizards shouldn't exist!

After the oracle was delivered, the big witch fell into a coma again.

The Temple of Otiramus is like a poisonous snake entrenched on a pile of bones, spitting out its core sinisterly.He Ning, who was in the deserted city, could sense the dangers around him, but he couldn't imagine the madness of the other party. In order to kill him, he did not hesitate to drag the entire continent into the flames of war again.

All this is because he hasn't realized what faith really means in the Alan continent.He inherited the memory of the Great Witch, but the way of thinking and behavior has not changed.

Moody knows what the witches of Otiramus want to do, it's not impossible to isolate He Ning from all these dangers and conspiracies, it's just that he can't do so.

Everything that happened 400 years ago cannot be repeated. Only by letting He Ning know what he is about to face can he be better protected.Bringing He Ning to the battlefield is an important step.

Moody smiled slowly, the oracle came, spread the faith, and the battlefield is also a good way.

Faith is a double-edged sword, which can cut both the enemy and oneself.

The priestess of Jootiramus knew what Moody was going to do, and would never issue the oracle that Rao Shizi had given before.The so-called lifting a rock and shooting yourself in the foot will soon be verified by them.

Seeing Mu Di's smile, He Ning couldn't help but shed another tear of sympathy for the guy who offended him, how hard these people really are...

Outside the deserted city, Wam and the others climbed over a sand dune. After being exhausted, a piece of green was reflected in their eyes.

The meadow spreading to the edge of the dunes, the flocks of cattle and sheep, the lake surrounded by the sea of ​​flowers in the distance, and the ancient city standing deep in the sea of ​​flowers, everyone rubbed their eyes subconsciously, thinking they saw a mirage.When they led the camels down the sand dunes and into the grass, they realized that they were not dreaming.

"God!"

Shock and exclamation cannot describe their mood at the moment.

After the rest of his life, panic suddenly rose.

In the depths of the desert, how could there be such a place?Even Wam can confirm that this is not any of the twelve eastern cities.

Unexpectedly, someone remembered the legend of the deserted city that has been passed down for hundreds of years, and suddenly felt chills down their spines, and they dared not take another step.

Keep going, or leave now?

Standing on the grass, the herds grazing as if no one was around, no shepherds, only the sound of the wind blowing in my ears, the fear began to spread, and the most timid could not control it and began to tremble.

"Leave, we have to get out of here!"

This sentence is like opening the floodgates. Half the people in the team are riding camels, and the other half, including Wam, are hesitating.leave?Back in the desert again, without a guide, the end is also death.

Just when the two sides were in a dispute, there was a sound of piercing through the air, and several sharp arrows slammed into the sand in front of Wam.The sound of the dispute disappeared immediately, and the people in the caravan immediately gathered together, even the least courageous one drew out his machete.

Miya rode a camel and appeared on the sand dunes, looking down at Wam and the others. When they were arguing over whether to leave or stay, she didn't realize that she was surrounded.

After a sharp whistle, more arrows were shot at them, causing no serious damage, but deliberately pushing them closer.When they realized something was wrong and wanted to run away in all directions, the waving whips and long knives came oncoming, just like driving a herd of cattle.A large net woven with vines descended from the sky, with spikes on the vines. Once stabbed, the body would immediately fall into a state of paralysis, and the consciousness would also become blurred.

The five knights and the three Duosha people grabbed a corner of the big net and exerted force at the same time, the net was tightened even more, and those caught in the net had no way to escape.

Wam leaned under the camel, trying to avoid the spikes, but couldn't.At this time, a huge figure appeared in the distant sky, getting closer and closer, Wam opened his mouth wide, what did he see?A flying black lizard? !It seems that there is still a person sitting on its back...

He must be crazy!

This was the last thought in Waam's mind before he fell into a coma.