What's wrong with a lord daddy who just wants to draw cards?

They work in pairs so that they can hug each other to keep warm in the extremely cold night and avoid freezing to death.

They had already set up their tent before the black storm swept through.

Since the bottom was full of sand, in order to prevent the people and the tent from being blown away, Duomi summoned the three heroes of Dark Night Villa to help the two girls hold down the four corners of the tent.

"coming!"

Woohoo! !Woohoo! ! !

The wind is howling!

The huge sandstorm stirred up dust all over the sky, covering up the little bit of sunlight.

The flying fine sand was like rapidly rotating BB bullets hitting the tent's tent. If it hadn't been of better quality, it would have been smashed into small holes, and the wind would have flowed in.

It’s great that they were able to hold on…

When the black storm passed, the frozen night also followed, and the temperature quickly dropped to an absurd level!

Domi and Thor were locked in their respective sleeping bags, shivering. It was the first time that the two of them were so close to each other voluntarily.

In another tent, because girls are afraid of the cold, and it was too cold, Afu got directly into 47's sleeping bag, and their skins were pressed tightly together to get a little warmth.

The two beautiful faces looked at each other, both of them blushing with embarrassment.

"Um... 47, you won't mind, right?"

"If I said I mind, wouldn't it be too cruel..."

"Hehe~ You are still the best~"

Duomi condensed a small puddle of water between his fingers. Two seconds later, it turned into ice cubes and hit Duomi's face.

"Pfft..."

"Do not laugh."

He shook his face and shook off the ice: "According to this freezing rate, it is estimated to be minus [-] degrees Celsius now, which suddenly broke the lowest temperature I expected."

"In the second half of the night, it is very likely to reach minus [-] degrees, and the temperature difference throughout the day is nearly [-] degrees..."

"Uh...so? What should we do? Dig ourselves a grave in advance?"

"Why don't you tell cold jokes on such a cold day?" Duomi rolled his eyes: "Although I don't know what to do."

"Good luck and don't freeze to death in your sleep."

There is a dead beauty to the desert late at night.

There is not a single star or moon in the sky. It is like a completely dark drawing board, and the vast desert connected with the skyline is the only color on this drawing board.

Viewed upside down, it looks like a bucket of paint was dumped from the top of the drawing board, ultimately creating this uneven desert.

And in this quiet and uninhabited land, whenever night falls, the buried living history will crawl out of the sand and come to the country of the living to breathe.

"Ho ho..."

"Ho ho ho ho ho ho..."

A skeletal hand without much flesh poked out of the sand.

Then came the second and third lines, densely packed until a large area of ​​desert was divided into their territory.

After the hand came out, it was followed by the head, neck, torso, the pelvis that was filled with sand and leaking outwards, and finally two legs that seemed to be broken at any time, but in fact they could still walk or even run.

Unlike the one in the village, these mummies wore armor and helmets, and even held rusty tetanus swords in their hands.

They were once soldiers bathed in the glory of the Sun King. They mounted their horses to fight and dismounted their beauties. The flow of milk and honey was a reward for the brave.

Defeat?die?

These two words have never been found in the dictionary.

They are the souls who have returned from the underworld, and will always be on the road of revenge and conquest, now and in the future.

He began to march with not-so-regular steps, his empty eye sockets and shrunken eyeballs searching for all traces of life wherever he looked.

Any life that appears in the enemy's territory will only be the enemy, and the enemy must be annihilated.

Then, they saw two tents standing on the sandy slope, which contained the breath of life that was both hated and yearned for.

"Ruai Ruararu! (Bring them death!)"

rustle……

The dry soles of the feet stepped on the cold sand, making a rustling sound, which was extremely dense.

With the blessing of the spider sense, the alarm bell in the sensory field rang loudly, and Domi suddenly woke up from his sleep, while the child care worker next to him was still snoring!

He just slapped him when he went up.

"Fuck Farkle?!"

"Wake up quickly! Get dressed, there's a situation!"

47 also noticed the movement in advance.

When Domi and Touer walked out of the tent, 47 also came out with Af, who was also sleepy-eyed, but was completely awakened by the cold wind.

The four of them looked behind and were startled. Even Duomi was inevitably startled.

Hey guys, a different world version of Dead Rising! ?

"The mummy... is probably a soldier from the Xisha clan. They are almost unkillable. Bring everything with you. We have to run quickly!"

The nurse couldn't help but asked anxiously: "Do you want to bring the tent?"

Duomi glanced at the distance between the Xisha soldiers and them, and immediately made a decision:

"It's too late. I still have two tents anyway, so just leave the tents here!"

"Listen to you!"

The four of them put on their travel bags, abandoned their tents, and began to flee.

The torrent of Xisha soldiers swallowed up the tent instantly after they left.

What's more, as they ran forward, scattered Xisha soldiers crawled out of the ground one after another, making hoho sounds and trying to grab their ankles.

"Xi lu lu lu!"

At this time, something even faster happened, and horses neighed not far away.

Da Da Da Da!

The sound of the horse's hooves hitting the sand was like a silencer, but Domi knew very well that it was galloping towards their direction.

"Run, run! Don't be surrounded!"

The heat brought by the strenuous exercise allowed them to barely resist the biting cold outside, but as long as they relaxed a little, the warmth would dissipate like smoke in the past.

The sweat caught on the body surface will be frozen, and then bring the cold closer to the skin.

It was under such circumstances that they kept running, running...

Not far away, another fleeing team was seen, followed by a dense swarm of Xisha soldiers like ants.

The captains of the two teams quickly made signs in the air not to fight.

Any normal person would accept a temporary truce agreement. If a fight breaks out at this time, those mummified soldiers will probably be the biggest beneficiaries.

You don’t have to do anything to feast on the fresh flesh and blood of living people.

After expressing their 'friendship', the two teams gradually merged together and ran side by side.

Not every team reacts as quickly as Domi and the others. The other team seems to be running away in a more hasty state. They don't even have time to put on more clothes, and they don't have many bags with them.

In a desert with almost no supplies, food and water brought in from the outside world became the only food and water.

However, Domi and the others are not lacking at all. Through 100% success in hunting other 'players', their backpacks are now full of supplies.

Without material support, in such a harsh environment, it is almost possible to predict the opponent's future situation.

It will be a point where it will not work without killing people.

"Brother! Brother!"

The opponent's captain shouted to Domi as he ran.

Duomi never looked back, always maintaining the most effortless and correct running posture:

"What?"

"After you get rid of those mummies later, can you share some water with us? All our supplies have been left in the camp..."

"Sorry, we don't have much left. My suggestion is to stay up until daylight, and then go back the same way to get them back. These Xisha soldiers will probably disappear on their own by daylight."

"What are you kidding!?"

A woman on the opposing team screamed:

"My mouth is almost smoking now, how can I wait until tomorrow? I need water, and I need it now!"

This time Domi paid no attention to him and allowed this erratic shrew to go crazy alone.

But what surprised him was that the members of the opposing team were still accommodating this 'elder lady'-like figure.

But looking at their equipment, it doesn't look very sophisticated.

"Charles, if you still want me, a magician who graduated from the Imperial Academy of Magic, to stay in your low-level team, then show your sincerity!"

Seeing the expression on the opponent's captain Charles, Domi suddenly woke up.

Oh!I see.

So this is ah!

Isn't this a different world version of dog licking?No wonder it looks so familiar.

However, it is understandable. The magic academy and the Empire Magic Academy graduate mages, and their quality is generally higher than that of wild mages. If there is such a mage in the team, not only will the overall strength increase, but it will also gain more face when it comes to public speaking.

This is the same as the Boiling Sheep licking a goddess, and then showing off in front of friends that he has such a beautiful goddess to lick.

Under pressure, Charles gritted his teeth and just wanted to run to Duomi, but was forced back by the other three people with fierce looks.

"too close."

47 said lightly.