The Godsfall Chronicles

Heat waves in the wilderness, like the flames of a bear, evaporate quickly in a harsh environment. The two of them died of thirst not to be sunburned, but temporarily stopped rushing, hiding in a dust crevice, waiting for the hottest time to pass.

The rabbit's skin was exposed to a big, hot rock.

Rabbit meat is cut into small pieces and roasted.

Although desert rabbit meat is rich in fat and delicious, it is a rare food in the wilderness. The cloud eagle did not dare to eat more. On the one hand, there is no corresponding hydration. Eating too much will only accelerate water consumption. On the other hand, we do not know when to find food next time. In fact, there are many wilderness mutants, but there are only a few that can be eaten, and it is necessary to store them for occasional needs.

“We must be dead if we keep walking aimlessly like this.” The cloudhawk looked at the desert and his eyes became a little blurred, not knowing where to place it in the future, "let's go to the Divine Domain. ”

Vengeance for a sly fox mad dog.

Now is not the time.

Behind the scenes, the mafia is too powerful, with at least a thousand fierce sweepers, three of whom are particularly powerful leaders. Of course, this is still a known power, how many sweepers are working for him, how many of these sweepers are strong, and how strong the demon itself is, these are unknown forces.

A seriously wounded bloody queen.

A still weak hawk.

It is a miracle that they have lived to this day.

If you can't find water, it's hard to say if you can make it through tonight. Why talk about a Jedi strike back, and how can a Jedi strike back?

The hunter has no hope.

But when you return to the realm of God, there is hope?

It's a thousand miles of wilderness, the whole province is ready to go, and it takes a lot of courage and luck, and it needs to go through completely unknown deserted areas, places where no one knows what to encounter.

If fated to die in the wilderness.

The Bloody Queen would rather die in battle.

It's all about pride as a hunter.

“Hey, I don't get it.” A cloud hawk can feel the Bloody Queen's determination to die: “What is your grudge with that demon? Why live a good life in the realm of God, but if you have to bite someone else to death, where exactly did he offend you? ”

The Bloody Queen is so young, her mind, her looks, her potential are impeccable, why put her life behind her, but why, with such a bright future, do not take the risk of running into the wilderness alone?

The cloudhawk asked casually.

Because of her arrogant character as a bloody queen, she is mostly disdainful to explain to people like him who have no faith and no honor. Who knows, when the eagle thinks so, a cold weather with a repressed voice of sorrow and pain.

“He killed my father. ”

The bloody queen is very weak, but her body is trembling slightly. This sword is not frowned upon. The female warrior is as strong as steel. At this moment, her eyes are slightly red, revealing a hatred from her eyes.

The vengeance of killing my father does not last!

The Bloody Queen must bear the stigma on her father and avenge her father herself. It was with this in mind that at the age of sixteen she sneaked out of the divine domain and really spent a year searching in the wilderness.

The Bloody Queen is indeed a very good hunter, but after all she is too young, too confident and too proud to be blinded by hatred, so she has no idea what kind of adversary she is facing.

The cloud hawk doesn't understand the queen.

You can't blame him, the cloud hawk has no parental concept, he has a long sigh, everyone has their own story, everyone has their own position, everyone has their own motives, even if he can't understand it, what qualifies him to accuse others of doing right and wrong?

The two of them chatted without a word.

The cloud eagle did not close its eyes for two days and two nights, the nerves have been highly nervous, from wilderness to camp, from camp to wilderness, never relaxed, even the will to fight iron to the limit, now finally relaxed, tired like a mountain flood difficult to resist.

I just feel like my eyelids weigh like kilos.

Finally, the intolerable closing.

I don't know how long it's been.

The cloudhawk woke up in a hot, dry thirst, opened his eyes violently, grabbed the exorcism stick, looked left and right, the sky fainted, it was already dusk time, he did not expect to sleep for so long.

Though the brain is sober, the throat is smoking.

Cloudhawks know that their bodies are already severely short of water, and it's very dangerous to keep doing so.

The queen leaned halfway, her dark hair drooped, her eyes closed as if she were asleep, but her face showed an abnormal flush, and it seemed difficult to breathe every time. When the eagle saw the situation, he immediately went up, touched his forehead with his hands, and rolled straight through his hands.

It's broken!

The cloud hawk didn't expect to get hurt dozens of farts, and the queen showed signs of infection from several traumatic injuries, possibly caused by poisoned arrows infected with the toxins above.

“Hey, wake up! ”

“You can't die! ”

The eagle is in a hurry, the two are grasshoppers of a rope, and the sweepers must have treated the eagle as a demon hunter, so even if the bloody queen dies here, they will never let the eagle go.

If the Bloody Queen has the strength to fight with her, the Cloud Eagle still has a chance to escape. If the Blood Queen dies here, how does the Cloud Eagle's half-hung break through?

The Bloody Queen had some dry, cracked lips moving slightly and unconscious pain whispered: “Water...”

Water?

I'm dying of thirst too!

Where's the water now?

The cloudhawk is anxious to scratch his hair, and the rabbit's blood is long gone, so what should we do?

Suddenly, he calmed down, pulled out of the dagger the queen had inserted in her boots and gently drew a mouth on her wrist, blood gushing out immediately.

That's it!

The bloody queen had no consciousness at all. She instinctively allowed it to be sucked up like a baby. The slight smell spread in her mouth. The queen's consciousness was suddenly stimulated and she opened her eyes and looked at him.

The cloudhawk squeezed a ugly smile: “You're finally awake. ”

The Bloody Queen is still very weak, her eyes flashed a few times, and this wilderness man saved me with his blood? If the queen had not jumped like Ray, she was a noble hunter, how could she have survived with the blood of the sinful wilderness!

Whether it is too weak or other deeper causes, there is no way in the mind to generate anger.

“We have to go. ”

“Find water tonight, or we're dead. ”

The cloud hawk made a rudimentary backpack of rabbit skin. He loaded the rest of the rabbit meat inside and dug a deep pit on the ground, burying all the traces left here with sand.

The Bloody Queen has a high fever and an unstable mental state. Now the fighting power is greatly reduced, the artifact is difficult to start. She even has trouble walking. She has never been so weak since she grew up.

“You're walking too slow.” The cloudhawk handed the rabbit skin wrap to the bloody queen: “You take this, I'll carry you! ”

The Bloody Queen is not an orthodox.

There is no choice now.

Slightly thin, the cloudhawk carries the queen, slowly trekking in the dusk desert, leaving a long footprint in a dull twilight.

When the sun came up and the queen had long hair coated with gold, she felt she might not have much time, but her heart was calm.

Didn't think so.

Didn't think so.

In the end, the person supporting his life and death will be a wild teenager who would have been utterly disrespected.

The sky grew late, stars emerged, the hot desert cooled sharply, and the eagle gasped like an old cow. A stunning stubborn support to this day, finally dizzy and unsustainable, let alone find the water source, not a mutant beast.

“Huh!”

This punctuated the eartips.

A cold steel arrow passed in front of the cloud eagle, pounding and plunged under his feet, and the arrow feathers trembled and trembled. The cloud eagle's face changed. When looking in the direction of the archery, the five shadows were moving slowly. In front were the moments of two riding mutant lizards, and the three archers quickly followed. This arrow was sent by one of them.

The cloud eagle's heart sinks.

The five men met only first, not far behind a dune, and dozens of people appeared in a dense hemp, each wearing armor and carrying a weapon. Was it really too optimistic that the sandstorm would have buried the traces and the smell so quickly that they couldn't have traced it here?

“Don't move! ”

Three archers keep the bow and arrow in the upper string state.

Several wilderness cavalry troops spread rapidly and are being copied in a semi-enclosed fashion.

The cloud hawk put down the bloody queen and pulled a steel pipe out of her hand, and this time she couldn't escape, since so many had killed one and one more person with a cushion back. While the force surrounded the two men, it was not in a hurry to launch an attack.

Two people out of the middle.

One is a tall, tall, gray-faced bearded, very powerful old man, he is also a typical wilderness man costume, but the steel armor looks okay, although old, but like an old lion, still gives off a feeling of not being angry and arrogant.

The other is a strong man who doesn't look too old, most of his face is burned with acid or flame, his hair is very thin, from the neck to the chest, a lot of grapey mutant tissue distribution, which is obviously a mild mutant.

This team has these slightly mutated guys, but the cloudhawk finds that the vast majority of humans are normal, and this team should not be the team of sweepers.

Who would it be if you weren't a sweeper?

"Who are you?" said the cloudhawk angrily. ”

“It doesn't matter who we are!” Strong man smiles ugly, he raises his hand and gives an order to his men, "Go on, kill me! ”

These people dare to walk through the wilderness at night, they are definitely not ordinary diggers, cloud eagles are fine, queens too, they really can't kill!