through the dark road

Chapter 214 Escorting the Salted Fish Congregation
He took out the map, re-orientated himself against the sun in Xichui, and the team set off again.

Mo Bei felt that the combat effectiveness shown by the previous four-member team did not match their equipment.

Maybe it's because their hunting activities in this desert have always been very smooth. Facing a bandit team of more than a dozen people, they can rely on continuous raids and quick retreats to completely wear down the opponent. When they met the three of Mo Bei, they didn't think much about tactics at all.

The three-person team is relatively rare, so that when most people see a three-person team, the first reaction is not to think that the strength of the three is enough to deal with the crisis in the experience, but to guess whether this team is just fighting Lost a member, is a crippled team.

It's no wonder that Mo Bei caught their determined expressions in the binoculars before.

How could they expect that in this desert where sand bandits are rampant and the average combat power is relatively weak, there will be a team with the ability to kill in seconds, so that Miloer will be stunned by a strong attack from the back.

Although the three of Mo Bei easily killed the opponent's team and gained a lot, they were not in a relaxed mood at this time.Because they still have a long way to go, and they are also worried about the safety of other communication teams.

The wizard society will never only dispatch this team to retaliate and intercept the bandits. Where are the other teams and how strong are they? The provocative lion has nowhere to vent his anger.

In the next two days, he was extremely eager to meet other wizarding teams, but he never got his wish.These people seem to be very scattered in this desert, and unless their stronghold can be found, there is no way to actively kill them.

The second group of humans they encountered along the way was a group of bandits who appeared from the front right.

Every time Mo Bei saw them wandering in groups like this, he felt as if he saw a group of gangsters who were not doing their jobs properly.

The Wuzhishan Ax Gang still has a promising career, but these guys are so busy that they can't even eat enough.

What made him even more speechless was that as soon as the bandits of nearly 30 people found their tracks, they surrounded them like wild dogs running wild.

Mo Bei felt that these guys might be members of the ethnic group they were going to, so he led the team to cut them diagonally, and beat them into salted fish all over the ground cleanly, and then asked:
"What are you doing in this area? Have you found any traces of members of the Wizarding Society?"

Hearing the words, all the salted fish on the ground turned their eyes to their captain, and isolated two of them at once, because only the two of them were looking at each other, as if they wanted to know the details of the three of Mo Bei from each other's eyes, and their correctness. way of answering.

Mo Bei was almost used to the virtues of this group of people, and pointed to one of the two men and said:
"Tell me."

The man barely sat up, took off his helmet, revealed a middle-aged face with a beard, and replied resentfully:

"We are looking for the whereabouts of the other teams in the clan. As for the members of the wizard society you mentioned, I don't know if the four-member team we encountered yesterday is the same, but they were very fast and were run away by them."

"To be more specific, what are the occupations?" Mo Bei didn't care that he still had a resentful tone, and only asked the key points.

"I saw the wolf and the crow, so there must be a druid, there should be an Amazon and a paladin, and there is another one that I didn't see clearly."

"That team should have been killed by us, there is nothing else?"

Mo Bei originally wanted to take out the body for them to confirm, but he thought that who would know anyone without taking off his equipment, so he gave up.

"That...that's gone." The bearded man shook his head.

"What's the matter with your people?" Mo Bei continued to ask.

"Two teams have been out for more than a month and haven't returned to the camp. They all went out in the southeast direction one after another, so we wanted to ask other ethnic groups to see if anyone had met them."

"They are likely to have been killed by members of the Wizarding Society. You are lucky that the two teams did not leave separately."

"You mean those four people!? They can kill a team of more than a dozen people!?" The bearded man obviously didn't believe what Mo Bei said, and the salted fishes paralyzed around were also suspicious.

"There are only three of us." Mo Bei looked up at the night sky helplessly, wondering if he had beaten their brains to factory settings.

"..."

The salted fish fell into a dead silence, and suddenly had a deeper fear of this desert.

"Your Excellency?" the bearded man asked tentatively.

"My name is Mo Bei. I am currently the new leader of the four southern groups, including the Lokan ethnic group. We are here to find out the murderer who intercepted and killed our team, and to inform you of an important information."

"You...you killed Rokan?" the bearded man asked in surprise.

"No, he listens to me now." Although this is true, when Mo Bei said this, he still felt like pulling a tiger's skin to pull the banner.

Seeing that the bearded man was sluggish and silent, he continued to speak, ready to fool them to the end.

"The other sixteen ethnic groups have all decided to move back to Lu Gaoyin City and leave this desert. Do you want to stay?"

As soon as this remark came out, all the salted fish on the sand were shocked and discussed the authenticity of the news.

Leave this desert and migrate to Lugain. . . .

Is this really all possible?

"The teleportation station is being established at the location of the original Rokan ethnic group. As long as you move there, you can return to Lu Gaoyin through the teleportation circle. When you arrive in Lu Gaoyin, your clansmen will be properly settled, but you still have to rely on your own efforts. " Mo Bei said, throwing out more than a dozen bottles of healing potions to let them recover from their injuries.

There is still a whole day's journey from here to their ethnic group's residence, and Mo Bei still decided to escort them for a ride, so as not to cause any accidents when they meet on the road.

Although they had never encountered a situation in which members of the Wizarding Society acted in groups before, it was hard to say that such a situation would not happen in this critical period.

If these people fail to bring the news back to the group, it will still take a lot of trouble to turn around.

Ten or so bottles of healing potions are naturally not enough. Everyone in the salted fish had a bottle, and those who didn't get it still raised their necks, waiting for Mo Bei to continue to take it out.After waiting for a while but seeing Mo Bei raising his eyebrows impatiently, he immediately lowered his head and silently paid out of his own pocket.

Mo Bei threw them healing potions, that is, he did it casually, in order to make them get up and go on their way in a hurry, without any intention of beating someone to pay for medical expenses.

In his opinion, that was the first attack intention shown by the other party before, so if they were beaten, they deserved it.

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(End of this chapter)