Chapter 663 How Can It Be Possible if the Camps Are Different...

He left the town and set foot on the desolate road again. The closer we get to Mount Doom, the more severe the surrounding terrain becomes. There is a layer of condensed lava attached to the outside of the rock. Because it is mixed with volcanic ash, it is very "crispy" and can be crushed into slag by force. But if it is accidentally brushed over, the irregular zigzag shape on its surface will tear the skin like teeth and bring out flesh and blood.

Therefore, the "roads" between towns are actually flat areas formed by countless pairs of shoes and countless treads. Walking on them will be accompanied by a clicking sound. Zhao Mai was clicking in front of him, and he was also clicking behind him. After more than half a day of silent trekking, only the last of the orcs chasing behind him remained.

"Big guy, why are you still following me?" Zhao Mai stopped and turned around to look at him. This orc is two and a half meters tall, with broad measurements, arms hanging down close to his knees, and huge palms and soles. He looks like he may have the blood of an ogre.

"You can fight, and I want to follow you so that I don't have to fight." The big orc poked himself with his thick index finger and introduced: "Dushat Corpse Crusher."

Reserve Grain was scratching the back of his ears with his hind paws leisurely and showed no hostility. So Zhao Mai asked: "Dushate, what are your abilities, why should I accept you?"

"I'm very strong, even giant beasts can't compare to me. It's just that my reaction is slow and I can't hit anyone, so..." He looked around, clapped his hands happily, and stepped on the jagged gravel to the roadside.

There was a large rock there, with an outcrop about the size of a small car. Duchat walked over, spit into his palms and rubbed them, spread his legs, bent down to hug the stone, and then began to pull it out.

"Can you do this? I don't know how big this stone is underground!" Zhao Mai shook his head. It turned out that this big orc was stupid. The strength of orcs is only greater than that of humans, but it cannot be compared with that of giant dragons. How can a stone like that be pulled up? Even Zhao Mai would not take such a stupid approach. He would dig and move the surrounding soil before talking.

"I can do it!" Duchard gritted his teeth, and the muscles all over his body swelled. A black smoke enveloped him, which was the dark will of the world! This kind of energy is invisible, unless you are very familiar with the composition of this energy like Zhao Mai.

Duchat naturally didn't know that he was surrounded by black smoke. He only knew that he would be able to complete his thoughts. Under the joint force of his legs, waist, back and arms, the whole stone broke through the surface soil layer, like pulling a carrot, and was actually picked up by him.

The stone rolled aside with a rumble, and Duchard, whose face was red, looked at Zhao Mai. "Just dust yourself off and follow me."

"Okay!" Duchart was obedient and patted his chest three times before asking: "Chief, is there anything to eat?"

Zhao Mai wanted to test him. He reached out and pulled out a whole piece of barbecue steak from the psychic space, heated it with a breath of fire, and then threw it to the orc.

The whole process happened right in front of the orc, but there was only a desire for meat steak in his eyes, and there was very little curiosity, let alone a cunning look. Duchard took the steak and started chewing the meat and bones without saying a word.

"You said you don't know how to fight. Why?" Zhao Mai didn't understand: "With your strength, as long as you sweep across with a weapon, who can resist?"

"I run slowly and can't catch up with those bouncing things. I can't even kill the rabbit." Duchard stretched his neck to swallow the last piece of meat, and then licked his fingers. "I wanted to challenge our captain, but he ran and ran and I fell down from exhaustion - I didn't have enough to eat in our place, so I couldn't run for a long time."

"This is easy to solve." Zhao Mai pointed to the north: "Where is the nearest settlement in that direction? Take me there and I will feed you."

Duchart blinked, nodded happily, and took the lead to lead the way. He was not worried at all about whether Zhao Mai could get food, or whether there would be a conflict or how to resolve it. This kind of character makes Zhao Mai like it, or can it be said that "birds of a feather flock together and people divide into groups"?

Walking behind the tall Duchard, Zhao Mai used his psychic powers to grab the surrounding sand and gravel, converting it into alloy steel, and implicitly crisscrossing the support structure internally to better resolve the impact. Anyway, Duchard was very strong, so he made a breastplate, a helmet, a huge spiked iron shield and a terrifying meteor hammer for Duchard. Zhao Mai tried it. As long as he didn't let go and used it in a round shape, at least the meteor hammer wouldn't be thrown on him.

As expected, Duchard was too arrogant to ask where these things came from and why they fit so well. He happily accepted it, probably because he thought it was a matter of course, so he didn't even say thank you. Just when he couldn't put it down with his shield and meteor hammer, Reserve's ears suddenly stood up.

It did not arch its body and bared its teeth in a certain direction, indicating that it was aware of the danger but was unsure of its source and direction. Reserve Liang tapped Zhao Mai's calf with his tail as a reminder, and then secretly sniffed in all directions with his nose.

As the leader of the Z-worms, Zhao Mai has more detection methods, not to mention that he has also learned the spell of true vision. Zhao Mai coughed twice, and then discovered the problem through the bat's sonar system.

Sure enough, someone was approaching.

After changing several visual abilities in succession, I finally found the target with the help of True Seeing. It was a girl with elf ears, who looked relatively young. She was leaning down and sneaking towards Duchard from the side. She wears lightweight leather armor, a hooded cloak that provides cover for her magic, and the sharp dagger in her hand is anything but benign.

Being able to get so close quietly was quite a skill. Unfortunately, the camps were different and she found the wrong opponent. Zhao Mai snorted and said, "That guy who is hiding and wants to attack me by surprise, get out of here while I'm in a good mood!"

The girl with elf ears was stunned for a moment, looked around and down, and then turned her eyes to Zhao Mai. I don't know why she continued to act, but changed her target to Zhao Mai.

Ten steps away, she kissed the dagger lightly, and then pointed it at Zhao Mai. A connection appeared between the dagger and Zhao Mai's heart, and the energy signature emitted was very familiar. Where there is darkness, there is light. This is clearly a highly adaptable version of the will of the light world!

"Sure enough, the camps are different." At the moment when the girl suddenly disappeared, Zhao Mai stretched out his hand into the air and grabbed the girl's wrist. The air was compressed and produced a shock wave, which broke her forearm in an instant, and then made a "pop" sound.

"Ah...!" The girl screamed and was lifted into the air by Zhao Mai.