Chapter 361: Searching for Graze

At the bottom of the boulder, there is a simple but strange symbol, which looks like a combination of period, comma, exclamation mark, question mark and other symbols. The head and tail are connected to form a circle.

"It's him, and Graz is still alive." Gross stroked the strange symbol, and his mood obviously improved a lot: "This is the sign that Graz and I agreed on, used to convey certain messages."

"Did you leave the direction or the exact location?" Lan Wu asked hurriedly.

This time, when rushing to the dangerous and unknown Harrogath, the more helpers the better. Graz, as the successor of the title and the head of Lu Gaoyin's mercenaries, would definitely be much smoother if he could join. Especially Graz's experience in surviving in the desert is particularly important.

Lu Gaoyin has been destroyed. The teleportation array in the city was also completely destroyed in the catastrophe, causing all the teleportation arrays in the entire Aralok Desert area to lose their effectiveness. From here to Kurast Harbor, you must be prepared to withstand the cruel test of the extremely dangerous Twin Seas.

It was unknown whether Meshif was dead or alive, and all the ships traveling between Lugoin and Kurast Harbor were destroyed. Let's not talk about the lack of Meshif's rich experience in crossing the Twin Seas. The ships that could cross the Twin Seas had to enter the remote oasis of the Aralok Desert. Only somewhere in the oasis could we find wood suitable for making sturdy ships.

Gross had reminded him countless times along the way, repeatedly emphasizing that he should pay attention to the traces of the survivors as much as possible, so as to find survivors and Meshif who were familiar with the Aralok Desert.

Now one of the problems has been solved. Looking at the entire Lugoin, no one can compare to Grez's understanding of the Aralok Desert. Thousands of years of inheritance have enabled him to walk out of the terrible Aralok Desert alive even without any food and clean water.

"He is..." Gross carefully examined the symbol, raised his head with a strange expression, and uttered a sentence faintly: "He is in the former nest of the Dark Raven."

Lan Wu was almost choked to death by Gross's words. At this moment, he had only one word of admiration for Grez. When the demons invaded and completely destroyed the teleportation array, Graze actually retreated safely from Lugain to a distant oasis, the old nest of the Dark Raven. This cannot but say that Graze is indeed a talent.

But then again, it is embarrassing. Looking for Graze is to be able to cross the terrible desert to reach the distant oasis. But now he is also in the distant oasis. If you want to find him, you must go to the distant oasis. This has become an unsolvable dead loop.

"It is worthy of Graze." Warriv sighed beside him: "Compared with the inheritance I got, Lord Graze's inheritance is more suitable for this terrible desert."

"Lord Warriv, are you going to go back to New Tristram or go with us?" Lan Wu turned to Warriv who was sighing. From his point of view, he hoped that Warriv would go with him. After all, with one more survival master, at least he would not get lost in the desert and die of hunger and thirst without food and clean water.

But from another point of view, he did not want Warriv to take risks. After all, he is the heir to the title and has to bear the heavy responsibility of passing on knowledge. Besides, Warriv's strength is very weak, and taking him with him might lead to his death in a certain battle.

Warriv saw Lan Wu's inner struggle, and calmly spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders, smiling: "Countless demons couldn't kill me back then. Of course, they can't kill me now."

"Then let's get ready and set off quickly." Gross saw Warriv's attitude and immediately urged him.

He is a Lugaoin. Although he is not as experienced as Grez, he has lived in the desert city of Lugaoin for many years and can understand the weather to some extent. He saw that a storm would come in the near future. If he didn't hurry up, he might just catch up with the storm. That is a more terrifying astronomical phenomenon than a demon, especially in the desert.

Warriv is also quite experienced. The most terrifying thing in the desert is not the lack of food, but clean water. The desert looks desolate and lifeless, but in fact there is a lot of edible food. As long as you are willing, you can always ensure that you will not starve to death. But finding water is difficult. Only in certain specific locations will groundwater seep out of the ground. In the monotonous desert environment, finding these specific locations can only rely on luck or experience.

Under his guidance, Lan Wu and the others focused on finding water sources. More than two hours later, the three met again at the ruins of Lugaoin. After checking each other and making sure that there was enough clean water and food to last until the distant oasis, the three set off again and walked into the Gobi Desert on the edge of the Alaloc Desert.

Gravel wasteland.

The former gravel wasteland annoyed many professionals. This dry wasteland is too vast. It can be said to be the first problem encountered by Lugaoin professionals. In particular, this wasteland has already appeared water and fertilizer warriors that terrify all professionals with low resistance.

However, the gravel wasteland has changed greatly today, from the original endless plains to rugged mountains. The great changes in the world have also affected this place. The only thing that has not changed is the hot climate here.

Lan Wu and his group included Gross, a native of Lugoin, Varif, an experienced driver, and Lanya and the other four ghost scouts. The journey was quite smooth, and they deliberately avoided the demons roaming in the mountains. But there were always some demons that could not be avoided.

"Hide quickly, it's a desert wasp." Varif suddenly shouted hurriedly and quickly dug a hole in the ground.

"Desert wasps? The little thing that is said to be the most delicious food in the desert?" Gross looked up hesitantly.

I saw a large group of black things in front of me constantly changing their shapes and floating over at a fairly stable speed. A closer look revealed that they were fist-sized wasps. It is estimated that there are at least 80,000 wasps in this group to form such a large group.

"I have seen them." Warriv was so anxious that he almost jumped up and down, shouting at the top of his voice: "They are no longer delicacies on the table of you Lu Gaoyin people. I saw with my own eyes that a professional was stung to death by a desert wasp. We can't kill such a group of demonic creatures."

This time Gross did not speak, and immediately followed Warriv to start fighting. The desert wasps he had seen were only the size of a little finger. Unlike wasps in other regions, they do not build nests and produce honey. Desert wasps are a special type of wasp that can build nests and produce honey. Its honey is sweet and delicious, and it is the favorite dessert of the nobles. However, the fist-sized desert wasps in the distance are obviously different from their previous counterparts. It is unknown whether it produces honey or not, but it is not too easy to sting someone to death.

The three of them worked together and soon dug a big hole in the ground that was barely big enough for the three of them to hide. Then Lan Wu raised his staff and pointed it, summoning three zombie dogs. He took out a piece of linen that was large enough to cover the heads of the three people, and commanded the zombie dogs to cover the dug soil again.

As soon as they hid, the three of them immediately heard a buzzing sound, followed by the fearless roar of the zombie dogs, and then... then there was no movement.

It took Lan Wu a long time to come back to his senses. This trip to the desert looks very dangerous.