Dimensional Eroders

Whitecaps gave Krokdal a chance, freed him, and let him leave. But the other party didn't appreciate him at all, and even slumped to the ground to challenge his hippie smile.

In desperation, Compassion could not bear his exposure to death in the desert like this, so he ordered the 15th generation of fish killer to carry him away, and re-acquisitioned him as a private property.

"I gave you a chance."

The camel died in the Salon roll, and this trip can only be returned on foot.

Just as the white waves are facing the scorching heat, they call out [Lalaier] to cool down the air-conditioning area, hold a watermelon in hand, and watch the unchanging scenery along the way, while on the way.

In the direction opposite to him, there were one or three figures of varying heights. They were aware of the battle that broke out in the desert early, but they continued to trigger in the direction of the battlefield until it subsided.

"Is it necessary to be so cautious? Let's join forces. What's to worry about? What's more, the world is only open. All parties send either cannon fodder or investigators. There are only a few worthy of attention." Walking on one side, The tallest man with short hair. Raising his hand to rub his short hair, his eyes wandered, and his expression was relaxed.

The skin on the other side is rough and bronze, with a thick beard on his cheeks, reflecting sunlight on his head, leaving a few ring scars, a barefooted man in a capable monk robe, holding an iron rod in his hand, and mumbled: "Isn't it possible to pick up cheap? Is it incense?"

The short-haired man retracted his palm and placed it in front of him, bursting out a'crackling' arc, twisting his five fingers and swimming flexibly: "But I want to do it and experience the newly acquired power!"

At this time, in the c position, wearing a set of metal knight armor under the big sun, and carrying a large sword on his back, a white male who was not tired or hot at all, said: "There is someone in the distance. If it is Krokdal, do it directly; if it is. The contractor, negotiate first."

"Is it necessary? It's just a casual person." The young man who began to use his hair to discharge helplessly said.

The middle knight answered earnestly: "This is the precept that I keep."

"Well, let's negotiate first, wait until it breaks, and then do it, right?" The young man finished speaking, and the knight was silent, and did not refute. At this time he turned his head and said, "Monk, first say yes, this time the prey will be mine."

"Three minutes. Three minutes later, the poor monk assisted the donor." The monk raised one palm, said a Buddha's name in an unfamiliar language, and continued to walk barefoot.

…

When the distance between the two sides was two kilometers, Lang had keenly sensed the existence of a'low energy response' in the distance.

Although the opponent converges very well and is in a normal state. But in this uninhabited desert, three parallel ‘creatures’ should not appear at the same time. The speed is not fast or slow, are you migrating leisurely on the prairie?

Throwing away the watermelon rind, Lang looked down at himself, it seemed that there was nothing to prepare? So he took out another watermelon and greeted him. Not long after, the two sides met in the desert. This is the third master and apprentice... well, there are only three people.

There is a monk on the left, carrying a Zen stick, which is a little long with a rolling curtain. The race looks like an Arab, and the overall temperament is weird. The definition of white waves is: the monk of the Western Regions!

On the right is a thin and tall young man, looking at himself full of friendliness and excitement, his hair is blue, Latino? It looks ordinary, with no special features: Ignore it.

In the middle was a Paladin, a white man, with an ‘aura of aura’ under his feet, spreading to the two teammates. He had seen this power in the first trial, and he was very familiar with it. But the holy light flowing in his body is not the same as Ophelia, who was raised in his own family: Hmm... fake milk!

The three of them intercepted themselves accurately in the desert. Obviously there was a bear, and the one who came was not good.

"Hi! Hello, my friend across the street. We are the hired team under [Tutong]. Do you want to make a deal?" The young man asked with a hearty attitude.

Bai Lang felt familiar with this, and asked, "Which paradise are you from?"

"My name is Lan Jack, this is a monk and a knight. Just like you, let's hang it in the fire spreading paradise for the time being." The other party lifted up his short sleeves, revealing the marks on the muscles, "but [totem] is not a fire spreading Paradise is a large organization that spans across multiple parks. We belong to the “Transferring Branch”. The organization’s station in Somogo is Sun Island. It’s a bit messy there. You may not have heard of it. What about you?

Hearing the white waves of "Sun Island", I immediately recalled that the environment on each continent of Somogo was extremely dangerous and horrible, but each had its own style of painting, just like pieces of different worlds put together.

Sun Island is most famous for its out-of-control divine creations and divine sins.

Most of the remnants of the gods that have been burned as firewood by the ‘cemetery’ are mostly dumped in the Sun Island, a proper garbage dump. Where the population is sparse and does not provide faith, it is wrapped in the natural environment of Somogo with high pollution all year round. Under artificial mutagenesis, there are constantly ‘remnants of divinity’ gathered to distort and swindle corpses, giving birth to many quirky and worthy ‘fuel wood’.

The Sun Continent is also recognized as the most chaotic and dangerous zone in Somogo. It is more important than the wasteland nuclear continent where half of the land is heavily contaminated by radiation. Primitive, backward, and dangerous, it is the most sparsely populated area of ​​the seven continents, but the largest number of intelligent alien species.

The official information is: travel is not recommended. Anyone who logs in to Sun Island privately will have all insurance invalid and bear the consequences.

It is also the third most powerful competitor on the list of the most unsuitable continents for human habitation. However, in Bailang's view, Somogo has no continent suitable for human habitation at all, and any one is eligible to compete for the first place. As long as the cemetery does not close down, there will continue to be burnt kings being discarded on every continent.

…

Recalling relevant information in his mind, Bailang replied: "Altland, cemetery employee, doctor, no organization."

Hearing this, the other party smiled more sincerely: "It's an honor to meet you, so Mr. Doctor, are you interested in discussing business?"

"Okay, what are you going to trade? Someone is sick and needs treatment? I have blood therapy."

The young man shook his head: "No, no, no, we want the guy behind you, the sand crocodile Klockdal. If you want to live, let's make a price!"

Bailang minimized the fluctuation of [Demon Seed], and observing the three people in secret, they are all second-tier, and they seem to be elites, otherwise they will not be hired by the trans-park organization. The three of them work together, and they have the advantage of intelligence, so it's not a problem to go through the sand crocodile.

"This... I'm also very interested in sand crocodile."

At the same time, Ji Du passed an unverified piece of information.

Nowadays, “Blood Conch-Phone Worm” is spread all over the first half of the first half of the small half of the great waterway~www.NovelMTL.com~ Through black market transactions, a group of low-end customers have been developed among bounty hunters, pirates, and gangs. Reading through dreams It has constructed an immature intelligence network.

Bailang's future ‘neutral camp route’ intends to use the legal ‘buying fishermen + intelligence transaction’ as a selling point and stand to make money.

Selling fish is almost zero cost, only physical effort, and the latter is purely free. As the users of ‘Azkaban Ranked Ranking Tournament’ become stronger and wider and wider, the information dug up will only be more valuable. Moreover, it is mostly the first-hand exclusive secret information, and it can even influence the development of the event through the ‘implantation of dream hints’.

After learning about the other party's purpose, Ji Du consciously searched for the ‘sand crocodile’ in the ‘messy information’ that had not yet been put into use, and finally a rumor about the ‘Malia’, one of the Qiwu Seas, was screened out.

The authenticity has not been verified, but it is spread in the intelligence channels of the black market. Moria was attacked. Hidden in the thick fog, the mysterious "Three Masts of Terror" that no one can snoop is said to have sunk? !

This news was first caught in a dream, two days ago. At that time, the sand crocodile was still a ‘shadar digger’, and the cp0 behind the white waves also did not receive any news. .

But now it seems that it should be the contractor who deliberately attacked Qiwuhai. Are you stubborn? But what hidden value can the sand crocodile have?

"We came down from the sky island, we came a step late, and the doctor cut off Klockdal. To be honest, it doesn't make much sense for you to leave him alone. You know that sky island, we are willing to use the Ark's motto of Anilu Exchange with you. Take this spaceship, you can go to the moon and trigger a hidden side mission, which is exclusive to you, and the value is far beyond a Qiwu Sea. If you find it troublesome, you can also monopolize this copy and sell Ark tickets to the outside world. Sell ​​the opportunity to more contractors."

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