Chapter 101 Dry Highlands

The sun was blazing, and the yellow sand was flying.

More than 30 camels formed a camel formation, struggling to resist the wind and sand. More than 20 tents had been erected in the camel formation. This is a dry highland, a paradise in the past, and a cursed land today.

The weather here is unpredictable. Just now, the sun was shining brightly and the heat was unbearable, but in a blink of an eye, the wind and sand were blowing, making it difficult to move. Fortunately, everyone has become accustomed to this unpredictable weather and quickly settled down on the spot to resist the wind and sand.

This sudden strong wind raged for more than two hours before it subsided. As soon as the wind and sand settled, people came out of the tents one after another. In less than ten minutes, a total of more than 50 professionals, 20 mercenaries, and a team of dancers with veils had packed up the tents.

"Is this Lu Gaoyin's style?" Lan Wu pulled his scarf. This desert dress made him very uncomfortable.

"No, it's a habit." Gross stood beside Lan Wu, looking into the distance with deep eyes: "The strength of Lugaoin has blinded their eyes. They have become accustomed to not forgetting to enjoy themselves when taking risks."

Lan Wu laughed dumbly and shook his head. In the past two days, these professionals in Lugaoin really opened his eyes. These professionals seem to have forgotten their identity as professionals. Whenever they set up camp, they began to enjoy themselves, with mellow wine, delicious barbecue, passionate dancers... Rather than looking for the remains of Nifl, it is better to say that it is an outing.

Compared with the hard-working professionals in the Rogue Camp, the professionals in Lugaoin are simply nobles. Lan Wu suddenly understood. No wonder the professionals in the Rogue Camp have always been proud to join Lugaoin. Such a luxurious life is indeed the only way to attract foreign professionals.

"Sir." A young mercenary came over with two camels.

"Thank you." Lan Wu took the reins and jumped onto the camel. This young mercenary was none other than Sammer, who led the way to the sewer.

After the brutal battle in the sewer, Sammer had become much more mature. Although his face still showed a bit of immaturity, his eyes were firm and he could no longer see the immaturity of the past.

"Let's go." Gross climbed onto the camel. With his order, other professionals and mercenaries set off one after another, driving the dancers onto the carriage.

The team set off again. Gross and Lan Wu led the way on two camels. The carriage squeaked in the middle. A few professionals at the end of the team gathered quietly across the carriage.

"You should all be clear about your mission." A paladin lowered his voice, his face gloomy.

The others nodded silently, looking past the carriage at the two camels at the front of the team. For this archaeological excavation, several major families have reached a consensus.

Waiting for an opportunity to get rid of Lan Wu.

How could a dignified Lugoin let a country bumpkin from the Rogue Camp take advantage of him? Regardless of whether he is a divinely blessed person or not, he must die, and he must die cleanly. Nifl is the most outstanding alchemist of the Horadrim. His relics are priceless. This is Lugoin's wealth, and outsiders cannot share it.

"Do it tonight." A gleam of light flashed in the Paladin's eyes.

The others looked at each other. One of the druids hesitated and asked a question: "What if Lord Gross..."

"Kill." The Paladin frowned slightly, his tone was very impatient.

The others looked at each other and fell silent at the same time. Although Gross has lost power at present, he still has the support of the mountain of Jerhain. No one is willing to take this responsibility.

The Paladin took in their expressions and sneered in his heart. Gross is still an important minister in Jerhain's heart, but a fallen person who has been eroded by demonic power is no longer tolerated by Lugoin. He slowed down his tone and sneered, "This is Lord Ruhadi's order. Lord Ruhadi will take care of everything."

As soon as this was said, everyone relaxed their brows. They were all smart people who could be representatives sent by various families. The conflict between the brothers Ruhadi and Gross had long been no secret. But since someone took on this responsibility, they were happy to go with the flow.

Just kill that country bumpkin. Leave Gross to this paladin.

The paladin sneered in his heart and didn't say anything.

"Cave jumpers!" There was a sudden cry from the front, and the whole team immediately moved. They looked at each other, walked forward quickly, and organized their men to resist.

Cave jumpers, this is a kind of thin demon. They are agile and good at lurking in the sand waiting for prey to come. Once the prey approaches, they will jump out of the sand, rely on their powerful hind legs to jump high, and use their sharp claws to kill the prey, similar to the jumping attack of the barbarians.

This is a group of about twenty cave jumpers. The first to bear the brunt were the two camels at the front of the team. With a bang, Gross looked calm, raised his hand and fired a fire bomb, which blew a cave jumper five or six meters away.

At the same time, Lan Wu roared in a low voice. His body expanded rapidly and turned into a bear man. With a squeak, another cave jumper leaping in the air was slapped three or four meters away by a fat bear paw.

When the other cave jumpers saw that the two humans had cleanly knocked their companions away, they immediately squeaked and dispersed, surrounding the team. They were similar to the fallen demons, not very courageous, and once they encountered danger, they would not continue to attack like other demons.

"Kill!" Gross raised his hand and fired another fire bomb, shooting directly at the cave jumper just now.

At the command, other professionals came forward one after another. They were all professionals born and raised in Lugaoin, and were very familiar with cave jumpers. These skinny demons were not dangerous, but the other demons that lived with them were dangerous.

Spear Cat.

This demon with a cat's head and a human body is one of the most common demons in Lugaoin. They are good at using magic power to condense into spears and fly to hurt the enemy. They coexist with cave jumpers. Cave jumpers ambush and hurt the enemy. They take advantage of the chaos to attack, firing magic spears from a distance, forming a long-range and short-range attack. If you are alone, it is difficult to escape from their clutches.

The explosion sounded, and the cave jumper that was injured was hit again, and it was unknown whether he was alive or dead. With the explosion, the counterattack of the professionals kicked off.

The paladins turned on the aura, and followed the barbarians and other melee professions to quickly get close to the cave jumpers while they were frightened. And the mage, bow Amazon and other long-range ones came later and hit them with a skill, instantly killing five or six cave jumpers.

More than 20 cave jumpers failed to make any waves. In less than three minutes, they had become more than 20 corpses. Only a few of them were lucky enough to stay on the periphery and escaped with serious injuries.

Lan Wu saw this and his eyes rolled. After turning into a bear man and slapping a cave jumper away, he did not continue to attack, nor did he let Rodament and others complete the possession.

Long before setting off, he had obtained the members' information of the archaeological team from Gross. The average level of these professionals is above level 24. This is already the level at which most professional schools have been formed. Now I have seen with my own eyes that these professionals are indeed several times stronger than the Rogue Camp.

With a whoosh, a spear suddenly shot out. While it was still in the air, a fire bomb suddenly flew over and hit the flying spear exactly. With the explosion, Gross shouted: "Kill!"

Everyone stepped forward and soon fought with the spear cats that followed. These demons are not cowardly demons like cave jumpers. They have a certain intelligence. The cave jumpers were slaughtered in an instant, which was beyond their expectations, but they still went forward fiercely.

Perhaps it was the sequelae of being eroded by the power of the devil. Gross was aroused by the killing in front of him and became extremely excited. He urged the camel to send out fire bombs one after another, like artillery to support other professionals.

While no one was paying attention, Lan Wu moved his chin. Rodament and the others understood, and floated to the farthest corpses one after another, and quickly completed the possession. As soon as the possession was completed, Rodament immediately took Lan Ya and the other three away.

Lan Wu watched Rodament and Lan Ya disappear behind the weathered rocks in the distance with the corner of his eyes, and then looked at the battlefield on the other side with interest again.

Half an hour later, Gross came back in a good mood. He smiled reservedly and was about to speak. Unexpectedly, the scene in front of him made him swallow his words.

The faint magic energy formed a wisp of black lines in the air, and they rushed to Lan Wu like a flying dragon entering the sea. Others did not get even a little magic energy. Gross was stunned, and the smile on his face was completely frozen.

"Uh... you know, I am a God-given." Lan Wu helplessly spread his hands. After activating the rune, the God-given turned into a black hole. If not, he would like to take this opportunity to take Flora and others to participate in this archaeological activity.

Gross turned away in disgrace. Although he wanted to make friends with Lan Wu again, the inherent arrogance of being a Lu Gaoyin made him still want to show the power of Lu Gaoyin in front of Lan Wu. But now, he worked hard to fight monsters, and Lan Wu easily swallowed all the benefits.

At this time, other professionals also discovered this abnormal situation. No one could stand this shameful behavior. The crowd began to get agitated. Everyone looked at Lan Wu with unkind eyes.

"Let's go." Gross ordered angrily, stopping the crowd from rioting in advance.

As the initiator and organizer of this joint action, no one dared to disobey Gross's orders. At least not before they completely fell out.

Lan Wu shrugged and urged the camel to follow closely. He had only absorbed less than one percent of the magic energy, and he had roughly estimated the level of these demons.

At least ten levels lower than those mutant skeletons in the sewer.

As the sun set, the camp was built. The professionals and mercenaries seemed to have forgotten the unhappiness of the day and sat around the campfire again to enjoy the enchanting dance of the dancers.

The sky gradually darkened, and the camp became more noisy. Under the stimulation of alcohol, these ten dancers became their target. Screams, laughter, etc. echoed, dispelling the heat of the night.

But no one noticed that there were a few barely detectable black shadows on the Gobi in the distance.