wizard

The camel team walked in the desert, boarded the sand dunes, and looked far away. The horizon in the distance seems to meet the sky, and the yellow sand and the clear sky are connected into one piece.

He Ning sat on the green lizard's back, the hot wind blew his turban, and the boundless desert fell into his eyes, with a lonely and desolate beauty.

Maybe it's because of his different mentality. When he was struggling to survive in the desert, and food and water were also scarce, the endless sand dunes would only be a hell of death.But now, his mood is completely different from before, and the scenery in his eyes has naturally changed.

Roar!

In the sky, the green lizard flapped its wings and soared in the hot wind.

A huge shadow enveloped the ground, making people raise their heads involuntarily, trying to catch the giant beast flying in the air.On the back of the giant beast, the light from the sun cast a halo around He Ning's body, which was beautiful and sacred, and the people on the ground could see it fascinated.

Lies can build faith, but never the most fanatical piety.

Sitting on the back of the black lizard, Moody looked at He Ning in the air, golden light flashed in his blue eyes, and he slowly clenched the hand holding the rein. This is his great witch.

Miya sat on the camel, folded her arms in front of her, praying silently.The girls gathered around her, with veils covering their heads, their expressions could not be seen clearly, but the atmosphere surrounding her was solemn and solemn.

In the deserted city, He Ning often sat on the back of the green lizard to patrol the territory from the air.The picture that should be used to, but it still shocks the viewer again and again.

Roar!

After the green lizard, the black lizard also let out a huge roar, full of momentum, deterrent and bloody, but also a little unwilling.

After all, it can't fly.

Moody caressed the scales of the black lizard, "Ah Ti."

Hei Li turned his head to the side, his big blood red eyes showed grievances.

Moody laughed, since he met He Ning, he laughed more times than before, "Don't be sad, it will always come down."

The black lizard seemed to understand Modi's words, turned his head and stopped screaming, but ran forward aggressively with big strides, leaving deep footprints in the yellow sand with every step.As a result of the domineering side leakage, the camels in the team were frightened. The most courageous did not dare to approach it within five meters, and the legs of the most timid were trembling.

The camel caravan formed a long line, but it was only a short section when viewed from the air. Compared with the open desert, both people and camels are too small.

He Ning took a deep breath, tightened his hood, and flew in the air, he could see farther.He found an oasis. According to the current pace and speed, it would take about two or three hours to arrive.

It was already a day ago since we set off from the last oasis. The food was plentiful, the water consumption was not high, and the scorching temperature was full of torment.After living in a deserted city surrounded by oases and grasslands and connected by several inland rivers, it is really difficult to go into the desert again.

"Fly higher." He Ning patted the green lizard's back, murmured ancient shamanism, and as he recited, clusters of dark clouds began to gather in the sky, and the clouds rubbed off dazzling sparks. When the sound sounded, the green lizard had already returned to the ground, and the bean-sized raindrops fell from the sky, instantly dispelling the heat and bringing a piece of coolness to the desert.

The team stopped, the knights jumped off the camels, Miya and the girls came to meet He Ning, and stretched out a thick cloth for him.

"No need." He Ning shook his head, and pulled off the scarf covering his cheeks, "You guys put it on, I want everyone to cool off."

The green lizard folded its wings and raised its head to catch the rainwater. After being with He Ning for a long time, it also became picky. It even disliked the water in the oasis and refused to drink it.

Hei Li walked over, Moody bent down, and stretched out his hand to He Ning, "Come up."

He Ning smiled, jumped up lightly, clasped Moody's hand in mid-air, was pulled onto Hei Li's back, and sat in a comfortable position.

Mudi pulled up his black cloak to cover the two of them, forming a world of their own.

The rain continued to fall, thunder and lightning roared, strangely concentrated only in this area.The yellow sand was soaked by the rain, and the water floating on the surface of the wet soil merged into a trickle, and then flowed together, forming small puddles one after another.

Between the sand dunes, a shallow pond is almost formed.

The rain attracts nearby animals, and goshawks and scavengers in the distance also fly over.

The tribe that drives the livestock to migrate in the desert is resting in the oasis.Some tribesmen saw the vision in the distance, and were so surprised that they dropped the water bag on the ground. The herd became restless, and the three-cornered sheep screamed.

"quick!"

Seeing that the herds were out of control and rushed out of the oasis in groups, and ran to the distance, the shepherds hurriedly untied the camels, jumped up, and chased the crazy herds with whips.

The women in the tribe forgot what they were doing, the meat on the fire was scorched, and the children stopped playing. Watching the lightning in the sky in the distance, listening to the muffled thunder coming into the ears from the wind, their eyes staring round,

It's raining?Is it raining?

The elders of the tribe walked out of the tent, forgot to look towards the distant sky, knelt down on the ground, and prayed loudly in a language that the children could not understand.

The sound of wind and rain is endless. When the old people were praying, the shepherd had already chased after the herd and approached the place where the rain fell.

They rode camels up the sand dunes, and everything they saw was like a mirage.

Clouds gathered in the sky, rain falling from the sky, streams gathered...

God!

In a team of less than 300 people, the most striking thing was the two black lizards. One was not yet an adult, but it had wings on its back, and the other was tall and strong. There were two people sitting on its back, some distance away. The shepherd couldn't see the appearance of the two of them clearly. He could only tell from the heavily armed knights that their identities were by no means simple.

The shepherd was not sure whether to move forward or go back immediately, and told the patriarch and elders about this matter, but the herd didn't have so many complicated thoughts. They only knew that there was a magical force ahead that was attracting them. Go, must go!

He Ning, who was sitting on the back of the black lizard and talking to Modi, frowned suddenly, and turned his head to look in the direction where the herd was coming.

"I'll go and have a look." He Ning propped himself up with one hand, jumped off the black lizard's back, and shouted, "Aya!"

Moody wanted to hold him but was a step too late, a piece of black cloth was detached from his palm, and slipped from his fingertips like running water.

Withdrawing his hand, his blue eyes followed He Ning, watching him being caught by the green lizard from mid-air and flying into the sky.The rain wet his turban, and Moody didn't make a sound. His big witch is really different, different from the previous great witches.

Flying in the air, He Ning saw the shepherd on the sand dunes in the distance without accident, and considered whether to go there.The shepherd had forgotten to think, and could only stare blankly at the sky, chanting, "God!"

At this time, the camels lost control just like the herd. The shepherd quickly woke up from the shock and held the reins tightly to avoid being thrown off the camel's back.

Under the sand dunes, the area of ​​the pond is getting bigger and bigger. The herd of antelopes who arrived first gathered at the edge and drank water cautiously. The desert wolves and desert foxes followed closely behind. The herd arrived last. The overwhelmed shepherd.

The green lizard hovered in the sky, the rain gradually stopped, the dark clouds dispersed, and the sky returned to a clear blue.

The sun is shining, and the rainwater paved among the dunes is clear and transparent, like a reflective mirror.A rainbow spans the water, and the people in the distant oasis are so amazed that they forget their language.The child held the hand of the elder, his eyes were full of expectation, they wanted to go there, and wanted to get closer to see it with their own eyes.

The drought in the Aran continent has lasted for hundreds of years. The herdsmen have been accustomed to the days of yellow sand and the difficult life of migrating and grazing in the desert since they were born.

The rain half a year ago brought vitality to the eastern part of the mainland, and it also made them understand for the first time what the "rain from the gods" passed down from generation to generation by the patriarchs was.

The Temple of Otiramus claimed that the rain was a miracle that the great witch of the temple prayed to the gods.The patriarch and elders believed it, and they sent the best cattle and sheep of the clan to the vassal city lord as a tribute to the temple.

Like other tribes struggling to survive in the desert, the Naderin hoped that the temple would deliver another miracle, but as time passed, the rain never came, and instead the temple issued an "oracle" asking for more tribute.The city of Horcim, which they vassalized, is a loyal follower of the temple of Otiramus. The oracle issued by the temple must be fully implemented!

The tribute, plus the tax money for grazing in the territory of Hoshim City, was exploited layer by layer, and the tribe was almost at the end of its rope.

In desperation, the tribe planned to leave Hoshim City and migrate deep into the desert.Since there is no way to survive anyway, leaving may still find a way out for the tribe.

In order to prevent the leak of the plan, the patriarch and elders decided to keep the witch in Hoshim City, and now the Naderin tribe no longer needs the witch.

Migrating, hiding, finding their way and a way out alive, the Nadrin clan paid a heavy price.

After breaking away from the city of Horchim, they could only rely on themselves, and the oasis in the desert became their only straw.During their migration, they entered the territory of Pulan City.

The god of fate is cruel, but also kind.

The Nadrin people were driven to nowhere by reality, and they entered the depths of the desert, which opened another door for the future of the tribe.

The rainbow remained high in the sky, and the shepherds who were chasing the herds were brought before Moody.The green lizard still stayed in the air, He Ning lay on the back of the green lizard, feeling the refreshment after the rain, narrowed his eyes, and didn't want to go down.

The shepherds jumped off the camel nervously, showing the most obedient gesture.

As the distance got closer, the shepherds finally remembered that the sitting beast of the lord of Pulan City was the black lizard, and it was also the only black lizard tamed in the Eastern Continent.So, what happened to the one flying in the sky?Who is the person on its back?

The shepherds didn't dare to show their anger, and they didn't dare to think about how these people would treat them.

Entering its territory without the permission of the city lord has only two consequences, paying taxes and becoming a vassal tribe, or being expelled, or even being killed if the consequences are serious.

The only exception is caravans.

Naderin is a nomadic tribe, not a caravan, and will not receive special treatment from the merchants in the north and the sea people in the south.

Contrary to everyone's expectations, Moody's attitude was very gentle. After asking which tribe the shepherds came from and why they were here, he ordered the knights to let them go and allow them to gather up the scattered herd.

"You were once the vassals of Horcim City?"

"Yes, my lord."

The shepherds finally let go of their throats, but spoke more carefully.

The people of Nadrin, the city of Hoshim, the tribe that got rid of the witches... Moody curled the corner of his mouth, it was interesting, and it would be useful.

The green lizard finally returned to the ground, and the rainbow in the sky gradually dissipated.Soon, this place may become another oasis in the desert.

The shepherds drove the herd back to the oasis in front, followed by the Pulan city team. After the shepherds explained, Nadrin's patriarch and elders came forward and saluted Modi respectfully.

If you can't resist, you can only obey.The patriarch clearly knew that everyone in the assembled tribe was no match for the Pulan knights, let alone they had two black lizards.

Yes, two!

The Sitting Beast of the Lord of Pulan is as famous as the Dragon Eagle of the Lord of Bithia.But seeing it with your own eyes and hearing it in the legend are two completely different concepts.Compared to the black lizard, the desert elephant of the city lord of Hoshim is simply scum.

The Nadrin people are full of fear of Moody, and they don't want to be driven away.If possible, they hope to stay here and get the asylum of Pulan City.The city of Horcim is extremely loyal to the temple of Otiramus, while the city of Pulan has a general attitude towards the temple. Although it has not officially turned its face, the temple has no right to dictate in the territory of Mudi. This is an open secret on the mainland.

The patriarch and elders almost burst into tears, accusing the cruelty of the lord of Horcim City and the greed of the temple. Anyway, they threw away the witches, and they simply did it more thoroughly.

"My lord, the people of Nadrin can't survive under the rule of Hoshim City. The tribute required by the temple is almost all the property of the clan. The lord of Hoshim City ordered the warriors of the clan to be summoned not long ago. It is very likely that there will be a war... the men have left, only women, old people and children, and sooner or later the Nadrin will be wiped out!"

There was undisguised hatred in the words of Patriarch Naderling.

"There are more and more oracles coming down from the Temple of Otiramus, and the priestesses in the clan are unscrupulous and bossy... The gods are kind, and witches who can listen to the voices of the gods shouldn't be so greedy!"

Mu Di quietly listened to the patriarch's complaint, without interrupting.

He Ning sat beside him, lowered his eyes, clasped his fingers, his face didn't have much expression, he didn't know what he was thinking.

"My lord, the people of Nadrin are willing to pay taxes and present the fattest cattle and sheep. I only hope that you will kindly allow us to live and graze here."

After the patriarch finished speaking, he clasped his hands in front of his chest and bowed deeply. The elders of the clan and the clansmen also prostrated themselves on the ground, praying for Mudi's protection and using all they could give.

Moody didn't agree immediately, nor did he refuse, but turned to look at He Ning, "What do you think?"

"I?"

"Do you want to keep them?"

"With me..." He Ning wanted to say, does this matter have something to do with him?These people were not seeking his refuge.In the middle of speaking, he suddenly stopped.

Leaving the city of Horchim, hating the temple, without a witch, living is the only hope.

He Ning looked at Mo Di again, and immediately understood why he asked himself.There are enough vassal tribes in Pulan City, and these Naderin people are tailor-made for the deserted city!

But are they really believable?

"If, I mean if," He Ning lowered his voice and leaned into Modi's ear, "Will there be no problem if we send them to the deserted city?"

A smile flashed in Moody's eyes, "No, there is no problem with your identity, besides..."

Mo Di didn't say the rest clearly, but He Ning could understand that if these people were dishonest, they could be dealt with at any time. "Throwing away" the witches in the tribe is equivalent to completely opposing the temple of Otiramus. Apart from Modi, only Siculus can protect them.

However, they may not be destined to reach the territory of Bitiya City alive.

Thinking about this, He Ning nodded to Moody, "Leave them."

The actions of the two fell into the eyes of the Naderin people, which made them more curious about He Ning's identity, but they didn't dare to ask more questions. They were already thankful for being able to stay.

The knights set up tents near the oasis, and Mia and the girls began to prepare dinner. The Naderin volunteered to help, picking up hay and sending water bags, but Mia declined.

Miya walked up to He Ning holding the soup can, "Master."

"Oh."

He Ning was resting on the back of the green lizard. Hearing Miya's voice, he opened his eyes and snapped his fingers. A stream of water appeared out of nowhere and flowed directly into the jar.

Seeing this scene, the Nadrin people were stunned. Mia walked back to the fire, looked at the Nadrin people who were motionless as if petrified, and said, "My master is the master of the city of witches. Oracle."

Master of the City of Witches?A real oracle?

Suddenly recalling the rumors that had been circulating in the Eastern Continent for several months, the Naderin gasped.

The heavy rain at the Pulan City Festival...everything I saw with my own eyes before...the real oracle!

He Ning suddenly felt the temperature around him rise sharply. He turned his head and found that the Nadlin people on the opposite side were looking at him with great enthusiasm. Their eyes and expressions were so similar to those of the three Dosha people in the deserted city.

Rubbing his arms, he turned his gaze to Miya, what's going on?

Miya smiled mysteriously, took out two hay plants from her pocket and put them into the soup.

The corner of He Ning's mouth twitched, after a few days of hard work, do you want to drink soup again?

The sun sank below the horizon, a bonfire was lit in the camp, the aroma of food permeated the air, and the most salivating thing was the thick soup in front of He Ning.

Picking up a bowl, He Ning felt bitter in his mouth, should he drink it or not?

Moody seems to be very interested in this can of soup, but He Ning dare not let him try it lightly. The silver grass soup last time was a profound lesson.

Although the relationship between the two is fine, but there are "outsiders" there, and the tent is not soundproof, He Ning doesn't want to be unable to meet people tomorrow.

As the night darkened, after dinner, several knights stayed by the bonfire to be vigilant, while the others entered the tent to rest.The arduous migration in the desert exhausted the Naderin people physically and mentally. The city lord of Pulan allowed them to stay and met the real oracle, finally allowing them to sleep well.

Everything was silent, and the cries of night owls and desert wolves tore through the silence. Behind a rock about 500 meters away from the oasis, Yidong and several members of the black hyena tribe were quietly lurking.They would not take the risk of attacking the camp, they just wanted to take a few triangle sheep and go from the western wilderness to the eastern wilderness. The children hadn't tasted mutton for a long time.