Chapter 687: Cicada Race
Although Li Shi changed his appearance into Li Min's appearance now, he asked Xiaoyu to help him make it before he left. He didn't have the ability to change his appearance.
What's more, it was disguised as an orc with unusually obvious characteristics.
"What's so difficult about this?" When the atmosphere was stalemate, a sudden voice made everyone jump.
With such a carefree tone, there is no possibility of another person in the team except Gong Dabao.
"Dabao, if you have a good idea, tell me quickly, or it will be dawn soon.
There will be a curfew at Golden Raven Castle later, but not a single fly can fly in by then. "
Long Yan urged anxiously.
Gong Dabao's voice continued to come out from the darkness: "Let's find a few orcs and beat them with a stick, so we can make use of their bodies to make a fuss?"
Simple and rude, direct and powerful, it really is Gong Dabao's style!
But to be honest, this method seems crude, but it is very suitable for the present.
The corners of everyone's mouths twitched slightly, but they agreed with Gong Dabao's suggestion.
So a very patient ambush started on the side of a certain trail.
The ambush site they chose was the only way to the Golden Raven Castle, and there were bushes next to it as a cover.
Seven people lay prone in the bushes, carefully observing the situation on the road from the gaps in the bushes.
The night was deep, and winter had not yet passed completely. Everyone lying on the ground couldn't help but feel the chill rushing into their bodies.
Maybe it was because of the war, but you can often see teams of soldiers coming and going on this road.
But the orcs that I saw just now never appeared again.
Time passed bit by bit, and everyone couldn't help feeling more irritable.
Infiltrating every day every night will delay the fighter plane by one more day, and the impression of the fifth team will be greatly reduced.
Just when Gong Dabao was about to be unable to bear it and rushed into the Golden Crow Castle alone, before midnight, an opportunity finally appeared.
At this time, the trail was already empty, leaving only the bitter cold wind still blowing.
At the end of the path, a group of people came slowly.
They look like they are not pure-bred humans.
I saw about ten people in this group. They had a body slightly shorter than ordinary humans, and a pair of gray-black translucent wings like cicada wings extended from their slightly hunched backs.
The forehead of each "person" also protruded two green tentacles, hanging softly on the forehead, appearing a little weak.
The complexions of these "people" were dark, and the fatigue after the journey could be clearly seen.
"It's the cicada race."
Another person in the team, Wen Qingyu, who is known as "Bai Xiaosheng of Strange Stories from the Mainland", whispered in Li Shi's ear.
Wen Qingyu, an ordinary civilian from Liumang City, usually likes to hold a book and think about it when he has nothing to do.
Because of his status, he had no access to more expensive books since he was a child, so he could only read some strange novels to satisfy his greed.
This cicada race should be something he saw in a book.
Cicada Clan.
Li Shi has no information about this race at all in his mind. After all, these races have disappeared in the Xuanhuang Continent for too long. Perhaps only overseas places like the Ten Thousand Islands Alliance have their traces.
If the Ten Thousand Islands Alliance hadn't joined the war this time, people on the mainland might never see them.
After all, thousands of years ago, Xuanhuang Li Yin ruled the mainland, and the power of the human race reached its peak.
However, the atmosphere of the human race and other races began to develop uncontrollably after Xuanhuang Li Yin disappeared.