The Tenth Crisis

McCrein's heart jumped, "What do you say?"

The bald servant pointed to the scales on the head of the sandworm and said, "Look at these scales, they are thin and densely arranged, and the color is cyan. Ordinary sandworms are water-colored. You just saw that there are less than ten sandworms in this batch!"

Although the bald servant hasn't said why the trouble is so big, McCryn can understand the difference between these sandworms from his words. Since they are different, it means danger! What Mclin thinks of is evolution! After evolution, it is the growth of power. The decrease in the number of groups also proves that the strength of these sandworms exceeds that of other sandworms.

They are really lucky...

McClin looked up and was about to say something more. Then I heard a burst of exclamation from behind. A mass of dust flew up, and then a shadow rushed up.

staring at the bald-headed servant, McClin rushed to the dust, and the bald servant quickly followed. When Michelin flew to the magicians, he asked them to form a circular array.

With McClin's command, those people finally calmed down.

It's just that everyone's face is frightened.

McLin didn't let them see it before, but now that the sun is rising, they also faintly see something, and the incomplete bodies on the ground make them shudder.

In the sand and dust in the distance, the sand is rolling over. You can faintly see the sand rolling below, and what is hidden below, but they can't see it. I just saw a piece of red on the sand below, and the chill kept rising.

The speed of the sand rolling below suddenly accelerated, and the hearts of the magicians of the Rose Empire also jumped faster and faster.

"Didn't you say that they are all afraid of power? Isn't it said to only operate at night?" Michelin asked.

The bald servant touched the bald head, "This is the king of sandworms. They can also move in the morning, but they are afraid of fire, and I will stop them!"

With that, the bald-headed servant rushed down first, and a rolling heat wave came out of his body, and the sandworms really retreated. He flinched and dared not take another step forward.

Michelin looked at all this coldly, but his heart ached a little. More than a hundred magicians died in the mouth of these beasts!

The heat wave on the bald servant swallowed the heat like a fire snake. The sandworm retreated step by step. His eyes suddenly widened, and then a fiery red arrow shadow appeared on his body, breaking through the sky.

The sandworm under the sand suddenly rolled up.

At that moment, the sand and dust rose from the desert under their feet. It was windy in the morning, and the wind swept the sand and dust all over the sky.

The screams in the dust were so loud that Michelin looked at the magician who was scared. Although the magician's strength is good, his quality is not as good as that of soldiers. With a sigh, McClin shouted, "Have you had enough? Why don't you solve them quickly?"

The bald servant heard that there was some slight anger in Michaellin's words, so he made a cruel hand.

Seeing the momentum of those magicians, Michaellin roared, "All magicians, prepare for the third-level magic flame--"

After listening to Mclin's words, the magicians looked at me tremblingly. I looked at you, but no one moved.

"Listen to the order--" Michaellin's words were just a strong mind. The magicians only felt refreshed, and their hearts also settled down.

"Pray!"

At an order, a burst of fire rain fell from the sky, and the bald servant screamed and flashed aside below. Everyone knows that this strange servant is fake, but they are relaxed because of the bald servant's funnyness.

They are in the sky. Even if those unknown monsters can attack them on the ground, they can still fly. If one hundred meters is not enough, then two hundred meters. If 200 meters is not enough, then 300 meters!

After figured this out, their attack resumed as usual. Waves of magic flames that are higher than waves keep falling. McLin finally nodded with satisfaction.

The screams from the ground spread all over the sky! But their attack is not as powerful as the bald-headed servant. The sandworms are covered, and the dust shot up is getting higher and higher and higher. They have had a retreat, but McQueen won't let them back.

"Do not stop! Go on!" McClin shouted with a chill on his face. They suddenly thought of the Duke's face.

This is the battlefield. If they die here, then their relatives will get the best care when they go back. If they escape here, let alone what will happen after they go back, even their relatives will be excluded by others. They have never been a deserter in Rose!

Thinking of this, they clenched their teeth again. The magic flame was a little more intense.

The following situation was covered by the sand and dust, but the sand and dust could not block Mclin's sight. He could feel it. The sandworms knew the heat in the sky, but buried their bodies in a deeper place. It seemed that they were ready to escape.

But how could McClin, who was determined to teach these magicians a good class, let go of these handles? He wink at his bald-headed servants, old Charlie and Clem. Four people in one direction blocked all the routes that the sandworm could escape.

The sandworm made a loud roar. They knew that they couldn't escape, but they became even more crazy.

In the face of the crazier sandworms, the arrogance of the magicians was also stimulated, and they showed timidity in the face of some beasts, which was too humiliating!

"Kill!" I don't know who roared first in the magician, and a golden flame flew away from the many magic flames.

"Oh--"

There was an extremely sad scream below, which made the magicians feel a shock.

Those sandworms are used to the general attack strength. The sudden appearance of five-level magic killed a sandworm, which immediately made them confused.

And in sharp contrast to the sandworms are those magicians. They heard the screams of the sandworm. When they really hurt the sandworm for the first time, they immediately felt refreshed and the flame fell faster.

This is the first such situation. The magicians' confidence came back. They separated a hundred people and used wind magic on the ground, blowing the sand and dust that hindered their sight to one side.

In the many red flames, there are deadly golden flames. Then, there was the first kill, and there was the second and third! Those sandworms fell down one by one, and there were fewer and fewer flipping sandworms...

This is something to cheer. But they found that when there were four sandworms left, their attack was ineffective. The sandworms hid under the sand. They are not McLin. If they can't see the sandworms, they can't attack. And the sandworm moves in the depths of the sand, and it is difficult to see the difference in the upper layer of the sand. And they fly very high. It's even harder to see. Magicians are not archers, and the distance they can see is very limited.

When they fell, the sandworm rushed up again!

The survival of the fittest is vividly displayed at this moment! It is not only on the sandworm, but also on the magician.

Those magicians who reacted slowly and didn't have time to avoid the sandworms died on the spot. And all the sandworms who are still alive are the strongest among these sandworms!

Maybe he was afraid, maybe he was tired, and the magicians suddenly stopped.

The sandworms kept roaring below. The magicians found that their flames had little effect. These sandworms have some heat resistance, and the scales are very slippery, and the flames slide over them, causing no essential damage to them at all.

"Aight at their mouths!"

Hearing the roar of his companions, several of them reacted quickly and released second-level magic in an instant.

More than a dozen fireballs fell into the mouths of the sandworms.

They didn't discuss who attacked which, but more than a dozen people attacked together, and none of the sandworms failed. Smoke rose from the mouths of the sandworms, opening their mouths and screaming loudly. The magicians were encouraged and happy. They didn't need advanced magic. The second-level fireballs fell one by one. It's all aimed at the mouths of those sandworms.

And some magicians no longer only use fire magic. Stone swords penetrated into the mouth of the sandworm one by one and immediately penetrated the head of the sandworm!

I only heard fewer and fewer screams below, and finally disappeared.

Deadly silence, they can only hear the sound of the wind.

McClin flew up and silently remembered the few people who had just performed well.

The dust and sand dispersed, and the ground was full of monster bodies. The bald servant nodded and said, "You can come down. The sandworms have been eliminated. As long as the royal family of this sandworm is there, there will be no other sandworms within a hundred miles. So you can rest assured."

McClin looked at the bunkers and the scorched black sand below, and shook his head. Looking at the rising sun, the weather is getting hotter and hotter...

"Let's go forward." McClin said and shouted, "All of them have - a hundred miles forward, full speed!"

After listening to Mclin's words, they didn't hesitate. They didn't want to wait any longer in this place. McLin said let go. Although they really wanted to sit down and rest now, no one complained and flew forward at full speed.

Just after a close life-and-death struggle, for these magicians who usually hide behind soldiers and throw fireballs, it is undoubtedly a thing that can change their lives. Although they are not as murderous as soldiers now. But everyone's eyes are extremely sharp because they have experienced a life-and-death struggle. Especially when they have just left the battlefield and have not made adjustments!

When McLean saw the changes of these magicians, he nodded slightly in his heart. Although about 150 magicians were lost here, the result was the best for Mclin. Instead of taking a group of disciplined magicians who are afraid of death and watching the magicians consume all the way, it's better to bleed once and let them quench their arrogance, and then reduce casualties!

McCrelin's goal has been achieved, and those magicians have undergone a qualitative transformation!

The sun rises higher and higher. Although the temperament of these magic has changed, their physique has not improved at all.

Feeling that the distance was almost the same, Michelin asked everyone to retreat for a while and sang a spell.

Although the magic water is not suitable for people to drink, it is good for cooling.

There are no clouds in the air, but directly forming rain. As soon as the rain touched the sand, it was roasted into moisture by the high temperature, making a "squeaking" sound.

The magicians were just worried that the weather was so hot and the sand was so hot. How could they enter the sand to take shelter from the sun? It turned out that their Lord McLing had already figured out a way. At this time, they couldn't help but be surprised. That is, McClin can still use water magic. There are too few water elements around him, and others can't use it at all.

When the ground was soaked and no longer steamed, McAllen asked them to use earth magic to build rooms for temporary rest under the sand. The magicians exchanged their combat experience just now and walked in.

The bald servant opened his eyes wide and looked at McClin inconceivably. Mclin only thought he was surprised that he could use water magic in this environment, but he didn't care much. Just as I was about to go down, the bald servant suddenly pulled McClin, "Your Excellency, be more careful today."

Mclin tilted his head and looked at the bald servant. Although he was usually confused, he was not an aimless person, so Mclin showed caution and asked, "What's wrong?"

The bald servant opened his mouth. McLein gave him a little rude and unreasonable impression, but it was only aimed at him. He also understood why McClin treated him like this, so he was very careful about Mclin for fear of saying a wrong sentence. And he felt that Mclin had done something wrong, but Mclin had to do it again. It's just that he doesn't know whether he should tell him what Mclin made.

"Don't hesitate, just say what you have to say." Unexpectedly, before the bald servant finished his hesitation, McClin had already spoken in advance. You are an expert here. If there is anything wrong, just say it! When something happens and someone dies, I won't let you go!"

After listening to Michelin's words, the bald servant suddenly felt relieved. Without hesitation, he said, "The creatures in the desert are very ** to water. If you use water elements like this, you will definitely attract something."

McClin frowned, "I didn't think too much at that time. If the temperature didn't drop, people wouldn't be allowed to go inside to rest."

The bald servant said with a wry smile, "I know, so I hesitated to stop you, but I didn't. Moreover, it may attract something..."

McLean pondered for a while, watched the magicians go down, and said, "Let's be careful. Even if you tell me that it will attract bad things, I will sit and do it."

The bald servant nodded.

The magicians went to the underground to rest. They felt that the underground was cooler than usual, and their mood was better. The feeling of fatigue also hit, but they didn't rest immediately. Instead, they exchanged their experiences with their peers before they went to meditate and rest.

After McLean heard the words of the bald servant, his nerves did not leave the surroundings. He and the bald servant sat on it, while old Charlie and Clem guarded below. Time has passed little by little. After noon, Mclin felt a little relaxed.

"It seems that there is nothing wrong." Although the tone is light, it is because of relaxation, not because I don't believe in the bald servant.

The bald servant smiled bitterly, "You know, with a high temperature of more than 60 degrees now, how many living things can sit on it like you and me? Even if they come, they are from below, not from above. Besides, even if they come here, it will take some time. The more we go, the more dangerous it is. Therefore, I suggest that we leave early today. From the sun to the west, leave this land.

After listening, McClin frowned and pondered for a moment and said, "Okay, it's up to you."

The bald servant smiled with his teeth.

Mclin didn't say much. After asking what the bald servant wanted to know, the bald servant also said that those monsters would not appear until night. Mclin didn't want to suffer on it, so he went down.

When he walked to the entrance of the passage, Michelin felt a refreshing wind blowing. At this time, he felt that the temperature outside was so hot. He paused slightly under his feet and walked down again.

Old Charlie felt that Michelin and the bald-headed servant came down, looked in their direction, and lowered his head again.

Time passed by bit by little, and the bald servant and Michelin were always paying attention to the change of time. In the cool basement, the humidity gradually became heavier. The bald servant whispered to McClin, "It's time for us to go up, right?"

McClin nodded and raised his voice, "I'm ready to go out."

Michaellin shouted, thinking that these magicians would protest a few times and linger for a moment. Unexpectedly, they all lit a small fireball around them. After illuminating the fence, they began to decorate. This made McLin feel very surprised.

"Hey hey." The bald servant smiled and said, "You may not feel it, so I wonder why they packed up so happily."

McLin nodded honestly, but he really didn't understand.

"Because it's too humid and cold here!" With that, the face of the bald servant was still gloating, and his white teeth shone in the light of the fire.

Michelin nodded and took the lead in going out.

After these magicians went out, the first thing they did was to stretch their waists and stamp their feet on the ground. Some people even stepped hard into the sand and warm themselves as soon as possible with the residual heat of the sand.

McClin only felt a little funny when he looked at it. He smiled unconsciously and looked at the bald servant. The two of them laughed at the same time.

The magicians didn't understand why McLean laughed. As the magicians kept coming up, the sun had lowered to the west near the horizon. So far, there has been no abnormality. With a sigh of relief, Mclin raised his head. Just as he was about to shout to take the air, his face suddenly changed and he shouted, "Take to the air!"