[Western Fantasy] Creator's daily tasks

The sun was low, and the brilliant fire clouds rendered the blue sky extremely charming.

At the end of the day on No.30, the travel-stained group finally walked out of the eclipse desert known as the "Sea of ​​Death".

Kelly stood on tiptoe vigorously, looking excitedly at the post station just a few sand dunes away, bursting into happy smiles one after another.

Seeing this scene, Noye Knightrod frowned on his heroic brows, and slashed across with a horizontal slash, and a long sand ditch appeared in front of several people.

Kylia immediately understood what he meant, and with a wave of her slender hand, she took out a half-calf-length staff from the space ring on her right index finger, and the bright red magic crystal reflected a dazzling light.

The flames that fell from the sky quickly transformed into a roaring fire dragon as Kylia chanted the spell, flying towards the post town.

The huge and mighty fire dragon flew towards the sky above the inn town with its teeth and claws open. The fire element rolled up by the flight trembled wonderfully, as if forming an iron cage with the surrounding space. The intertwined muscles and teeth were undoubtedly It clearly shows its pride as a fire dragon.

Seeing that she had already flown near the post station, Kylia finally raised the staff in her hand again, and then spit out a word from her cherry-like mouth, "Scatter!"

Immediately, the mighty and majestic fire dragon, as if it had received an order, turned into a rain of fire between the sky and the earth in an instant, and fell down like a splendid and magnificent firework, touching the hearts of the people.

Then, the few people who had been devastated by the wind and sand for several days finally breathed a sigh of relief.see that

When the flames scattered to a certain extent, they stopped suddenly, and made a sizzling sound of corrosion, and a faint screen of light appeared under these flames, and quickly covered the flames.

In an instant, Noye Knightrod's brows widened, and he didn't bother to ask why his horizontal cutting power was so small. It was so small that he hadn't crossed the sand dune where the few of them were standing. Due to the magic defense array.

At night, the nighthawk kept flapping its wings, staring straight at the small town beyond the protective shield with its dark green eyes, and uttered a "cuckoo" chirp or two at the red moon from time to time, which seemed extremely strange.

Chu Tianxing rubbed the back of his head with dull pain, and quickly calculated the best escape route for him.This calculation has become his instinct. After all, he, who is known as the number one trump card of the X country dragon group agent, already has enough experience.

He carefully sniffed the air in the room, very good!There are no chemicals like □□□ in the air.Raise your elbows and touch your whole body, hmm.Yes, except for a slight strain in the shoulder, the third tailbone under the waist, and the calf tendon, there is no serious problem.

"Then where is it now?"

Chu Tianxing murmured secretly, he clearly remembered that he had just handed over the task file code-named 46196, and it appeared here when he got up.

He lightly touched the floor a few times with his hand, and the roughness of the sand was quickly fed back to his brain.

"Gray desert soil, aeolian sand soil, and conglomerate!"

This is a typical representative of desert geology. He touched his sword eyebrows, which were as firm as frost and stone, and thought about it carefully...but there was still no answer.

After all, there are not ten people in the whole country who can knock him out, and most of those ten people are over half a hundred years old, or they have passed away altogether.So it can't be them.

So could it be chemical weapons? This is not right!His martial arts has been cultivated to the point of returning to the basics, even the poison gas bombs of the x[-]x troop that ravaged country x back then did not bring him down.

Unless it is to evacuate the oxygen into a vacuum in an instant, but it is impossible to think about it! If country x has this strength, does it still need to obey the words of the xx alliance?Wouldn't it be enough to just fly a nuclear bomb over there?

At this moment, the closed door was suddenly opened.A man in knight attire walked in, his tall boots stepped on the floor, making rhythmic sounds.

"Respected Archmage, Your Excellency German. On behalf of the Holy Court of Light, I salute you!"

The young man with his left hand on his chest made a strange but beautiful etiquette, and then continued: "If you need anything, please call me to this bright crystal, and we will meet all your needs."

Chu Tianxing's expression didn't change, he made an expression of "you're pretty polite", calmly took the spar from the young man's hand, and waved his hand to signal that he could step back.

The young man seemed to understand his mind, smiled and did not stop, and exited the door, leaving Chu Tianxing alone in the room.

The young man who had just left the room put away the bright smile on his lips, and walked towards Kylia's room with a gloomy expression.

"Hey, Noye, the future mage of our empire, how is your health?"

Kylia took out a wooden comb from the dressing box and asked back.

"—His Royal Highness, it seems that you will be disappointed this time."

Noye Knightrod explained that he looked at Kylia, who was sitting on the wooden chair, and felt a little headache.Maybe this time they picked up a big trouble...

"What do you say?"

Kylia turned her head and combed and braided her hair carefully.

"I have never seen a great mage dare to accept things from the Holy Court of Light."

Noye Knightrod touched his upturned nose, and when he talked about Chu Tianxing's behavior as if he swallowed a fly alive, his disgust was beyond words.

Kylia, who was making a horn in the main editor, paused suddenly, as if a pause button had been installed.She looked back at Noye Knightrod in disbelief and asked, "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure."

Noye Knightrod's categorical words made Kylia's heart sink, and they might have really picked up a big trouble this time.

You know - in their world, there are five major professions: warrior, magician, priest, assassin.These five occupations are further divided into many sub-occupations.

However, the profession of a magician is the most special existence.They do not believe in the gods, do not use the elements of the heaven and the earth, and use their own will to forcibly distort the world. They are called "traitors".

Of course, this is not the point.The point is that these "god traitors" actually want to destroy this continent, and rebuild a virtual, illusory continent on the basis of this destruction.

As a result, he was suppressed and expelled by the Holy Court of Light.Since then, the two sides have become irreconcilable enemies, almost to the point of being immortal...

Although there is such an example, the people do not reject these strange "magicians" very much, because a figure in the country where Kylia is located once exempted the people of the mainland from the rule of the dark Holy See, that is, the national teacher —Pelles.

"You must know that impersonating a magician is a big taboo, and these magicians have to log in the records and enter their names in the Holy Court of Light!!"

Thinking of this, Kylia calmed down, looked at the malt-haired elf who had been standing by the window, as if seeing a life-saving straw, and secretly said, "It's a good thing they brought back something that can make up for all their mistakes. .”