Chapter 764 The Road of Miracles

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After nightfall, the "Skull Cup" becomes the busiest place in the small oasis.

"I witnessed the match between Aosha and the Sandstorm clan!" A drinker drank the fire lantern wine and said loudly, "That black-haired goddess is unstoppable! The gong just hit When the sound is heard, she has already rushed in front of the other goddess, knocking her unconscious with a shield!"

"Isn't the Goddess of the Sandstorm Clan Sandra Sand Rain? She can turn sand into armor, and can also manipulate gravel to attack. How could she be defeated by one blow?" One person questioned, "Even if she can't react, Sand Armor is usually The one that was wrapped around the body beforehand is almost stronger than the armor of the northerners, and you say it can't stop the shield?"

"I can't lie to you, I wasn't the only one who saw it!" The drinker shouted unhappily, "The sand armor may be very hard, but I didn't see it working at all. The moment the Goddess of Osha rushed over , all the sand wrapped in her body fell to the ground, and she completely resisted the opponent's heavy blow with her face. You all know that in the first duel, the Goddess of Osha alone withstood more than a dozen bone-cutting warriors. Come on, with that kind of strength, not being beaten to death on the spot is already merciful!"

"It all fell on the ground... Could it be that she is wearing the God's Stone of Retaliation?"

"Maybe, I'm not sure about that, but the duelists of Bone Shaving and Sandstorm must have worn the God's Stone, maybe this thing doesn't work for her."

"A goddess who is not afraid of the god stone... how is this possible?"

"Can you just stop interrupting?" Someone said dissatisfiedly, "Add a glass of wine to this guy and let him continue talking!"

"Thank you," the drinker took a sip of the newly filled hops, and continued, "The Sandstorm clan probably didn't expect their goddess to fall first, and the formation suddenly became chaotic—they dispatched only half of the upper limit. It must be fought with the Goddess as the core, once the Goddess falls, there will be no suspense about the next victory or defeat."

"Still no one died?"

"That's right, all fifteen people survived. They were either shot in the shoulder or knee by arrows, or knocked out by the goddess!"

There was a burst of whispering among the crowd.

"However, this is nothing," the drinker talked about the excitement, and he stood directly on the bar counter, attracting everyone's attention. "The duel the day before yesterday was unforgettable! Aosha challenged the Blackwater clan, A big clan known for its bravery and brutality! You should have heard of the name of Blackwater. Any duelist who encounters them, very few people can survive! They don’t have goddesses, but they are all first-class warriors. A total of thirty people were dispatched! Compared to the previous two rounds, it was a completely bloody fight, but—"

This "but" silenced the discussion in the tavern instantly, and everyone was waiting for him to say the next sentence.

"However, no one died on the high platform of the Burning Land!" the drinker shouted.

Everyone took a breath in unison.

"Impossible! I went to Iron Sand City to do business today. People in the city are talking about the news of the heavy loss of the Blackwater clan. Black flags are hung in front of their stone castles, obviously in mourning, but you said they didn't die alone?"

"Hey, listen carefully to what I'm saying," the drinker waved his fingers, "I mean, no one died on the dueling ring!"

"I can testify to that," someone soon shouted, "I was there!"

"That's right, although I didn't catch up to the second round of the holy duel, but at least I did not miss the one the day before yesterday. At that time, it could even be called...the blood flowed like a river. It's unbelievable to be able to do this!" Another person also echoed. road.

"What exactly does that mean?"

"Hurry up and tell us in detail."

"Maid, give him three more glasses!"

"In fact, it's easy to understand. It's not that the black-haired goddess has never given the Blackwater clan a chance, but even if they have broken their hands or feet, they still want to bite off a piece of meat with their teeth. In this case, she can only Let the opponent have no ability to fight back—" The drinker paused here intentionally, "The goddess used a long-handled knife to cut off their hands and feet, and then kicked them off the high platform one by one!"

"If a hand or a foot is broken, there is hope of survival if it is bandaged in time, but both hands and feet are broken? It is almost impossible to support them back to Iron Sand City. Just bleeding can kill them! But this Can you blame the Aosha clan?" He took a big sip of wine and asked repeatedly, "You say, can you?"

"No way... They haven't done this before, and this time they were forced to do so."

"At least she didn't die on stage, which is enough to prove that the Goddess has no murderous intentions in her heart."

"That's right!"

"If you ask me, Heishui really deserves it. He didn't even look at who his opponent was. He thought that this desperate appearance could frighten Ao Sha!"

"well said!"

"Boss, serve everyone a cup of fire lanterns, and the money will be on my head!" Someone looked towards the second floor of the tavern.

Thuram, who had been leaning against the window on the second floor, clapped his hands, "No, this round is mine, everyone has it, respect Ao Sha—"

"Respect Aosha!"

There was a burst of cheers downstairs.

Thuram drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and let out a long breath.

In the past week, there have been more and more guests visiting the "Skull Wine Cup", the originally spacious first floor has become extremely crowded, and there is only one thing people discuss, and that is the holy duel.

In fact, not only the tavern, but the entire small oasis became overcrowded. Wherever he went, he could see dying or half-dead from various clans asking for news about Osha. This was absolutely impossible in the past matter.

Because the excessive population will cause a great burden on the oasis managers, consume the not much food in the granary, and at the same time easily attract challengers with malicious intentions. According to the practice of the watchdog, the small oasis only accepts sandmen who can bring benefits to the place—either merchants or warriors who want to come to seek refuge.

The fact that the clans scattered in every corner of the Yinchuan Oasis were allowed to gather here was entirely due to the order of the new owner, Drow Yinyue.

If he was just the same Thuram from before, his daily job was to earn some gold dragons for the watchdog, and save a fortune for himself by the way. But now that he was firmly tied to the fate of the Osha clan, it was exhausting to let his subordinates control the order of the small oasis.

Fortunately, the new owner also took this into consideration. After the first duel, Drow left him in the oasis and concentrated on controlling the situation in the rear.

In order to ensure sufficient food supply, Iron Ax not only brought a batch from the Bone Cutter, but also took out Golden Dragons to buy from two other small oases—the one who refused was wiped out by the Graycastle army the next day, and the territory directly As a trade item, it was exchanged to a Yinchuan tribe with more food.

In fact, at this point, he has completely lost sight of what Ao Sha and his gang are planning.

Let an unscathed tribal group become a challenger, and let go of the warriors of the Bone Slicer Clan and the Sandstorm Clan, so that they can recover their full strength after a short rest. Meaningless!

The only thing that comforted Thuram was that the goddesses brought back by drow Yinyue were indeed powerful and extraordinary. Every time four of them fought, they defeated the three major clans in a row. Now the only one standing in front of them was There are two remaining.

And tonight, just wait for the new news from the Burning Land.

The result of Osha's challenge to the Raging Clan.