Sword and Magic and Taxi

An oasis of peace is the miracle of Atas. The desert has since become a real land, full of good soil for growing crops. Walking on this oasis, you don’t have to worry about wind and sand, thirst and hunger. Those tall mushrooms not only provide rare shade, help travelers escape the scorching sun, but also satisfy their hunger. There is no more unpalatable but more popular food in the world than legionnaire mushrooms. This is contradictory, just like Ricas's mood.

He and Butcher, plus an adjutant from the Crimson Legion, a Templar from Tyre, and a Urik's messenger, riding their respective round beetles, are walking on this miraculous oasis. Along the way, they saw giant two-tailed cannibal scorpions, quicksand worms known as "the Devourers", these creatures were able to single-handedly wipe out an entire caravan, and now they lie tenderly on the oasis.

They dare not be tame. Jumping dog and Hydralisk are not far away. If they decide to attack, then the offensive will be endless and will not stop until victory. There was once a "hired adventurer" from Gurg City, who refused to heed the warning and insisted on advancing towards the "City of Petra". There were thousands of them, well equipped, strong will to fight, and they died thoroughly.

No one was alive, there was not a single piece of news about what happened on the battlefield, and no "remains" or "relics" were found. Everyone in the entire team disappeared without a trace. Not only the infantry or the cavalry, but the Psionist, Elemental Priest, and Desecration Mage in the team all end in the same way.

It is said that Gurg City sent a second team to find out what happened. In fact, everyone knows that these two teams claim to be hired adventurers, but they are actually the claws of the Witch King of Gurg City, trying to reach into the oasis. The second team repeated the old path of the previous one, not only the way forward, but also the final outcome. Sure enough, they were attacked by layers of jumping dogs and hydrangeas like waves, and the whole army was destroyed.

Several courageous, curious, and lucky caravan guards followed this second team. Seeing this scene, they were scared to escape. After they came back, they described the situation on the battlefield as horrible. The overwhelming rain of arrows, mucus and plasma saliva covered the target at the same time. After the blow, the jumping dog had already pounced on it, and the time gap between long-range and close combat was only a few seconds. As soon as the news came out, no one dared to dispel the idea of ​​the Rang Oasis, and it became an oasis of peace.

The oasis is peaceful, but not elsewhere. Ricas continued to light his head with the swaying body of the round beetle, trying to shake an answer. Every witch king, plus every city-state, must pay a slave tax to the dragon king every year. One thousand in Tyre, one thousand in Uric. These slaves were usually sent to the residence of the Dragon Emperor by the "normal slave trade" method, and then...no one knew what happened.

Only the Witch King knew that there were at most a few officials he trusted. Rikas looked at the huge castle that appeared on the horizon, knowing that he would reach the destination in a day and a half, and someone should have known there. Dogian, as the chief templar of Witch King Karak, stayed in that highest key position for four years. If it hadn't been washed away, she should know.

As for Tai Xi'an, the guy who lost his boss' life within three weeks of climbing up to the chief had no idea about the Dragon Emperor's slave tax. The Dragon Sovereign's messenger threw letters full of anger and questioning all the way to his face, and he knew that this happened. If Tai Xi'an completely controlled the city, he would not hesitate to pay these thousand people. But now there is still a council in Tyre that is constantly constraining, and the Masked Alliance completely refuses to pay taxes on human lives. So Taisian sent Likas for help.

Even if Rikas is the honorary speaker of Uric City, he is basically no different from the acting mayor, and Taixi still uses the word "dispatch". Discomfort in the heart is secondary, and human life is primary. Zhao Mai is a friend and comrade-in-arms, but the feeling of asking for someone has never been bad.

"Rikas, look at the sky!" Butcher stretched his fingers to the sky. A black cloud rose from the direction of Petra Castle, flying towards everyone at a very fast speed. The round-shell beetle takes a day and a half to walk, and it takes more than ten minutes by these guys to complete it.

It was a group of "flying dragons", a flying unit of the Z Worm. Zhao Mai discovered the ability of plasma spitting from the desert saliva snake, used it on this flying dragon, and finally finished the shape. An adult flying dragon looks like a black dragon with two pairs of wings, about ten meters in length, and one third of it has a slender tail. In order to reduce weight and "save cost", Zhao Mai's flying dragon has no melee ability. The scales, carapace, claws and fangs are omitted and replaced with a soft capsule with inflatable ability. When flying at high speed, it can catch up with any bird with its streamlined body and four wings. When it needs to hover, it inflates itself and floats in the sky like a balloon.

Plasma jet is its only attack method, and it is also very good at this attack. In the case of a full meal, the flying dragon can launch two hundred plasma jets, each of which can expand and cover a three-meter radius ~www.NovelMTL.com~ to kill the living creatures below, after forming a scale, the current Z The most aggressive creature among the worms. Regardless of its large size, it is actually lighter in weight, less food, and less organic resources. Zhao Mai made a considerable number of plasma flying dragons to patrol and defend large areas. Use Hydralisk as a defensive unit and Jumping Dog as an assault unit to reduce their standing number and improve the efficiency of the entire soil environment.

The flying dragon flew at high speed, turned into a fat sphere, and slowly landed on the ground. Tyrion jumped off the flying dragon's back and concealed his clothes and hairstyle. He finally realized his childhood dream and owns his own dragon. Riding on the back of a terrible dragon, no one would laugh at him for being a little dwarf. It's just that the wind is so strong when flying, even with psychic protection, it is difficult to bear.

"Welcome, Ricas, Butcher, and three other guests I don't know." Tyrion bowed slightly and said, "Lord Longhou specially sent me to greet you and provide a quicker means of transportation: Saliva Dragon ."

"I have never seen such an ugly halfling." An untimely word came from Tyre's Templar. That's an arrogant guy, Ricas has been very clear along the way. In fact, the real representative of Tyre City is Rikas, and that templar just made up the number. It is estimated that Taixian either does not know that this person has a stinky mouth, or knows that he is a stinky mouth and wants him to die. In short, for those who are particularly arrogant and reluctant to persuade him, Tai Xi'an can't help him, so he can only make a helpless expression to Tyrion.

The word "ugly" had no influence on Tyrion, as if he hadn't heard it. Perhaps it was the oppression brought by the size of the drooling dragon, and the Templar didn't say any more nonsense that might lead to his death. However, his flying dragon flew very slowly, far away from the large army, his voice was against the wind, and could not be heard.