Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom...

There are wizards massacres of sandworms everywhere. Compared with one world after another conquered by wizards, although the sandstorm world has some advanced sandworm life forms, ordinary juvenile sandworms, growing sandworms, and adult sandworms are just a group of wild beasts, standing at the top of the world's food chain that obeys instincts and has no wisdom.

In this way, in the face of the systematic crushing and massacre of the Wizards' Legion, they naturally have no power to resist.

Not only is the frontal impact of the Wizards' Legion, but as the universe's drought spring ancestor gradually withdrew from this world, the water from this world has been absorbed less and less. Not only is the rainy season getting longer, but even in some dry seasons that should have been dripping, occasionally a sudden rain will be suddenly dropped, which will restore some vitality to the earth, and it will also cause immeasurable damage to the sandworms, and a large number of young sandworms die as a result.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Dozens of fighter planes flew rapidly from high altitude. At the same time, accompanied by the "rumbling" in the air, a ball of flames slid out a diagonal line between the blue sky and the yellow sand. The long tail flames slid out of a diagonal line. It was the friction between the wizard's cover and the surrounding air during the rapid fall.

boom!

The gravel soared into the sky, and the shock wave spreads around.

In the crater with a diameter of more than 20 meters, the edge of the sand pit was melted into a glass-like gel body by high temperature. The wizard cover pushed away the heat wave. The long-haired witch with a golden facial features slowly floated up with a magic wand of emerald green tree vine.

Chicken Chicken!

A squirrel emerged from the wizard's wide sleeves. After sniffing, the guy with sniffed it, he said in a duck-like voice: "Hehehe, my dear young master, this time we finally left the family and are free!"

A smile appeared on the corner of the wizard's mouth, and his behavior was extremely elegant. After looking at the surrounding yellow sand, he said in a low voice: "This time I secretly join the Demon Hunter Expedition Legion. I must prove to the family that although I am Master Moro Hei of the Purple Gold Fragrance Family, I am definitely not a waste who can only inherit the family's heritage! No matter what the price is spent, I must get a medal of honor in this world!"

As he said that, after the time and space fluctuations in front of Mo Luohei flashed, a square box appeared, and a dense talisman covered with wizard literature was pasted, which was extremely mysterious.

With a "hiss", the talisman was taken off. After the square box was opened, it turned out to be a scarecrow!

Morohei silently recited the witchcraft spell, obscure and mysterious. At the same time, a drop of blood dripped from his fingertips, which fell accurately on the scarecrow's forehead. The scarecrow seemed to have lived, jumped down the box and drilled onto the sand dune, and then disappeared like an invisible thing.

Buzz...

The tone of the wizard's spell became higher and higher. With the high frequency of the surrounding sand dunes, with a "bang", several meters of big hands slapped it. It slowly drilled out of the upper body like a huge sand monster that merged with the desert.

Seeing this, the wizard took out the second square box from his arms again without hesitation and continued to recite the spell.

"Hehehehe, we also need to be foresighted. We have brought more than a dozen kinds of weird grass dolls that adapt to the rules of different worlds. This time, we won't talk about the first-level and second-level medals of honor. How can we say that we have a third-level medal of honor? "

Half a month later.

He also killed many sandworms along the way, but these contributions can only be exchanged for some wizard coin rewards through the wizard cover record. As one of the heirs of the Purple Gold Fragrance family, Morohei is the wizard coin the most.

"Wow, there is a small city ahead!"

With the movement caused by Molohei's journey in the desert, almost every few hourglasses would be attacked by sandworms. With the help of five wicked grass dolls, Molohei easily killed a large number of sandworms, but he had nothing to do with the purpose of winning the Medal of Honor on this trip.

"Let's go and take a look. This is already a saline-alkali land. The gathering of water vapor is enough to survive in vegetation. There is no threat from sandworms. Indigenous creatures are thriving here. Sometimes, it is not entirely fun to see these indigenous people who live leisurely."

Morohei murmured, but the squirrel on his shoulder looked understandable and nodded, "Hey, yes, how could those natives understand you, Young Master, you are already ahead of ordinary wizards for hundreds of lifetimes. The key is that you are still so talented and hardworking, and it is really a kind of despair to take you as your goal."

Judging from the posture of this pair of soul partners, they are already completely alive in self-satisfaction.

Step by step, he walked on the hard saline-alkali land, watching the surrounding desolate desert gradually being replaced by scattered sea buckthorn trees and thorn grass, and the indigenous farmers working in the fields, the primitive and backward natural appearance appeared in front of him, Morohei seemed to be appreciating a scroll and said slowly: "Sometimes, I really envy them, the happiness of knowing nothing."

"Yes, yes, what kind of shock would they be if they saw the prosperity and prosperity of the wizard world one day? This backward primitive submen is also a kind of happiness to live in ignorance. At least with their short life, they don't have to experience the cruelty of the endless world, nor can they compare. They just need to let themselves live."

This squirrel looks like he is addicted to flattery.

"Not like you, Young Master, you are so stressful. If you can't become a demon hunter with the Medal of Honor this time, you can only go back and prepare to inherit the Zijinxiang family and control the business path of thousands of worlds, and go from a legend of genius that others will always be beyond the reach of the world to a patriarch of the Zijinxiang family who will be able to catch up with after working hard for hundreds of lives. Alas..."

Although Morohei looked indifferent, he shared the words of squirrels.

The surrounding farmers and children also noticed the wizard who came from the desert. However, over the years, especially in recent days, after the wizard began to sweep the sandworms in the nearby desert, people have seen more wizards.

Knowing that wizards are more noble than royal families, they have changed from being careless to being afraid of others.

Green walked over with a hoe tremblingly. Although he pretended to be scared on the surface, he secretly looked at the third-level wizard.

Morohei looked at Green for a while, as if he was interested in the primitive indigenous creature that took the initiative to walk up to him, and communicated calmly with will: "Aren't you afraid of me?"

Green thought for a moment and stammered in the wizard's words: "The savior of the wizard world is our god."

"Oh? He actually knows the wizard language. It seems that the indigenous submen in this world is not too low in intelligence."

Morohei said, throwing a witch spirit to Green, walking towards the oasis without looking back, and said lightly: "This time I meet you, I'm lucky. Take this and pass it on as your heirloom."

Green was speechless with shame, holding the witch spirit given by Morohei.

However, on the other hand, it can be seen that compared with the ancient times when Green participated in the demon hunting expedition, the attitude of the wizards towards indigenous creatures in the new era has undergone considerable changes, and the violence has been greatly reduced, and the image of conquering and invaders has been diluted.
Chapter completed!