The reason why I came to tell the 30-member group was just to stop those gilded brigades from intensifying the conflict between the desert and the rainforest.

Even if you want to overthrow the Holy Order, you have to think long-term, right?

Rushing forward with enthusiasm will only bring more unnecessary sacrifices.

What Ash is worried about is that the Holy Order will use this as an excuse to implement some policies that are not conducive to the desert.

"If it's a small-scale transfer, it's okay."

Asfad pondered slightly, "To maintain the order of the Flower God's Birthday Ceremony, we will send more people to Kawan Station, but the number will not be too many."

Dixia smiled and said, "I can help with this."

"Since Desia you said so, I will go to Lukesha to discuss it, and if there is no problem, we will leave later."

"I'll go too, Yaxiu, if you..."

Dixia gave him a look, meaning to ask his friend if he still wants to join the 30-member group.

"I'll go around Sumeru City first."

"Okay, if anyone is in trouble, please report my name."

"I think it would have been worse that way."

"Haha~ You guys, don't worry, bring you out, and I will bring you back whole, otherwise Candice will have to nag me to death."

After Dishiya and Asfad left, Ash also walked out of the Gathering Hall.

People come and go on the street.

There were quite a few people, but Ashius always felt that something was missing.

It wasn't until he walked into the Grand Bazaar that he realized that Xumi advocated wisdom and was proud of the amount of knowledge he had mastered. Under this seemingly rational appearance, there was a lot of aura of life that was appropriate to life.

Even the preparations for the Flower God's Birthday Festival, it can be seen that the people in the Grand Bazar are obviously more attentive than the outside.

The Grand Bazaar is a special place in Sumeru City. There are no so-called "knowledgeable" people here, and there are only people who work hard for life.

Ah Xiu walked to the Zubair Theater, but unfortunately he didn't see Nilu's wife.

Leaving the Grand Bazaar, walking up to the Holy Order, and was soon stopped by the guards.

Ash is dressed in desert clothes and holds a big knife, as long as his eyes are not blind, he can tell his identity.

"Let's go, people from the desert are not allowed to approach the Holy Order!"

The guard waved his hand.

"What's wrong with the people from the desert?" Ashius curled his lips, "There are still few desert people in this city?"

"Then I don't care. The order of the great sage is to prohibit you from entering the Academy. The desert people are uneducated and will only tarnish knowledge." The guard said impatiently, "Hurry up, we have no time to make trouble with you, if you don't leave, we will kill you." You grab it."

"Come here, please catch me." Yaxiu shouldered the big knife, "Laozi and Asfad are friends, and Desia are brothers. You try to catch me."

"You know Mr. Asfad?"

"Nonsense, otherwise how do you think I got in?"

The two guards blocking the way looked at each other.

One of them immediately laughed and said, "So it's my brother, I misunderstood."

"Of course it's a misunderstanding." Yaxiu took out a bag of Mora and threw it over.

"You are..."

"Since we are brothers, we should treat it as a meeting gift."

"What an embarrassment." The two guards separated Mo La in front of Ashura.

Yaxiu smiled and said, "Why are you so polite between brothers? Actually, I asked Asfad for help, and I was going to transfer me to work here. Isn't this unfamiliar, so come and see in advance."

"I see." The guard nodded, patted his chest and said, "If you don't understand anything, just ask, our brothers have been working here for more than two years, and we know everything about the Order Academy!"

Ashura is happy, I'm afraid you don't understand.

After about ten minutes, he left the Order Academy and walked towards the Gathering Hall.

The situation is almost clear, including the rotation arrangement of these guards, how many people are in each shift, and where are the key inspection areas.

Facts have proved that these guards who guard the Academy all day long have not learned the ability to fight, but have learned the arrogance of the scholars in the Academy.

And I have to say that Mora's power is really reassuring.

"However, even if you successfully infiltrate the Jingshan Palace, it will be very difficult to get Naxida out."

Organs are one aspect.

And how to make Naxida believe him?

Did you say to her 'Good boy, don't be afraid, Uncle... Bah!Brother, am I not a bad person? '.

It hurts.

"You're finally back." Outside the Jusha Hall, Dixia said with a serious face: "Let's go, go to Kawan Station."

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(Ask for tickets! Ask for rewards! Ask for blades!)

Golden Paradise: Chapter 8 Chapter 8 Blood Rage Fight

Kawan Station.

The scorching sun fell from the sky, shining white waves on the ground, and occasionally wind and sand were blown in from the entrance, slapping the face with a clear burning sensation.

"This damn weather is getting hotter and hotter."

"No, I heard from those scholars that it seems to be the reason for the damage to the rainforest."

"What does this have to do with the heat?"

"Why doesn't it matter? The rain forest is weak, and the desert is relatively strong. The desert must be hot, those scholars say so."

"It seems...it seems to be too?"

"Oh! The Flower God's Birthday Festival is coming, I really want to visit Sumeru City."

"What's so interesting, anyway, this year the Holy Order will definitely be perfunctory again. They would rather save the money to do research than drafting the god's birthday."

"I really don't understand what those sages are thinking, obviously this is Lord Grass God..."

"OK OK."

A small team leader came over and reprimanded: "Stop gossiping and just do your own thing. I have seen several gold-plated brigades staying nearby these days, so pay attention to the situation."

"Yes Yes!"

The guards dispersed and began to patrol according to the arrangement.

at the same time.

Under a sand defense wall outside Kawan Station.

The bosses of the Gilded Brigade, including Deliva, Zazi, and Ngur, gathered here.

"How's it going?" Zazi asked impatiently, "Is it almost there?"

"hold on."

Deliva raised his head and looked at the sky outside, as if he was waiting for something.

A mercenary came running from outside.

"Master Deliva, our people are already in place."

"Well, let them wait with peace of mind, as long as we attack at the main entrance to attract the attention of the 30-member group, they will attack immediately." De Liva said in a deep voice, "Remember, those guys from the 30-member group have green collars around their necks." Scarf, make no mistake."

"Don't worry, Lord Deliva, I've explained all of this."

When the man left, Deliva and the others continued to wait for about half an hour.

Until a small black dot flew in the sky.

It was a colorful bird.

In Sumeru, people often train the colorful bird to be a messenger.

This kind of bird is very smart, and it can complete the task of sending letters after simple training.

Deliva took out the letter on the dark bird and looked at it, with a smile on his face.

"Bros!"

wow~

One by one, the mercenaries stood up holding their weapons.

Deliva said loudly: "Thousands of years ago, the Red King ruled Sumeru. He brought supreme wisdom to Sumeru and profound knowledge to the people. Civilization was born from knowledge, and then appeared our own Prosperity for the people of the desert."

"However, the despicable King Dacishu betrayed the Red King. He took away the title of God of Wisdom, isolated the desert, and deprived the happiness of the desert people."

"Although the Great Mercy Tree King is not around now, the Holy Order still controls Sumeru. They have formulated a series of discriminatory policies to monopolize knowledge and block us in the boundless sea of ​​sand."

"Now, it's time to stand up and resist. Use the blades in our hands to let those who can only play tricks know that the Scarlet King is the real leader of this land."

"For Lord Red King!"

"For Lord Red King!"*N

All the mercenaries shouted in unison.

"set off!"

The mercenaries rushed towards Kawanyi in a mighty manner.

The scorching sun scorched the earth, and the wind and sand carried uncomfortable heat.

Kawan Station is as usual, traders, people wandering in deserts and rainforests are looking for opportunities everywhere, and some of the guards stationed by the 30-member regiment have been transferred away because of the Flower God’s Birthday Festival.

No one knows that the crisis is approaching now.

By the time the guards guarding the entrance of Kawan Post reacted, the flying crossbow arrows were already close at hand.

Whoosh! ——

The black crossbow pierced into the body of the guard.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

The guard inside shouted.

"Death to me!"

The formation breakers bear the brunt, followed by the knife dancers and the front axemen. They use brute force to tear through the weak defense.

After a round of shooting, the crossbowmen immediately followed the advancing team.

Soon, the guards in Kawan Station also organized a counterattack.

The two sides fought together anxiously.

Deliva shouted loudly: "People of the Red King, kill these traitors!"

Among the mercenaries in the desert, there are very few users of the Eye of God, which seems to be some kind of curse-like phenomenon.However, even without the Eye of God, these mercenaries can still use special weapons to drive elemental power.

In the desert, these weapons are sealed with evil spirits. Maybe they shouldn’t be called this way, and the source is hard to trace. Some people say that this is the display of Red King’s technology, and some people think that it is the remnants of the desert that do not want to disperse.

"The evil spirit will wake up in times of crisis, and only the wailing of the defeated can appease its anger—whether the defeated is the owner of the weapon or the enemy."

Using these weapons is not without its side effects, but even so, it is already an important asset for them to survive in the desert.

No one will give up a weapon in his hand, even if it cuts himself.

Boom~~

The burst of elemental power resounded in Kawan Station, and ordinary people panicked under the sudden battle and ran desperately towards the rainforest.

At this moment, the mercenaries who had been lurking in the Kawan post also started to attack, and surrounded the guards who were facing the Gilded Brigade head-on, forming a battle of making dumplings.

The situation immediately began to tilt towards the Gilded Brigade!

In the case of a gap in numbers, the guards without any geographical advantage may not be better than the members of the Gilded Brigade even in terms of individual quality. After all, these guys may not be of good character, but they are all from the desert. Rolling and crawling out of practice.

A guy with no strength would have been buried in the desert long ago.

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