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Chapter 445

Words:1997Update:22/06/21 11:57:08

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The old man revealed a surprised expression when he heard the words' Mount Calumet '. The Demon King noticed his evasive gaze and thought that this old man definitely knew something.

"I'm not too sure either. I heard that the terrain there is rugged and it's very desolate. Although there are no beasts, the land there is too barren and there's no value in developing it. Naturally, no one lives there. Other than mountains, there's nothing else."

"Yes, that's the same as what I heard."

The Demon King nodded.

The short old man was a little uncomfortable. He looked at the Demon King in confusion and asked, "Sir, are you going to Mount Calumet?"

"Yes, as you can see, we're just a few weak demons. After the battle with the Beastman army, we're preparing to hide at Mount Calumet." The Demon King said.

Hearing this, the old man muttered something about war. He slowly lowered his head and sighed.

"Sigh, it's not easy for you guys either. In this world, it's hard for weak races to survive."

"Yes, that's why we're united."

The Demon King nodded.

The old man smiled and didn't say anything. At this moment, the sound of footsteps could be heard. The desert camel carrying luggage was panting as it approached.

"Looks like my old friend has eaten his fill. It's time for me to set off. Thank you for your hospitality, sir. This lowly one has nothing to repay you with. Please accept this as a token of my appreciation. If you get lost in the mountains, you can follow the compass and you'll naturally be able to find your way out."

He took out a small metal box. Under the glass was a dial with a scale and a red pointer pointing to the south.

"Thank you. I wish you a safe journey."

The Demon King took the compass from the old man and said with a smile. Then, the old man rode the camel, put on the round hat, and continued towards the desert.

"Sir Demon King, are we really going to Mount Calumet? What if the Beastmen come back now? "

Lie Arc asked worriedly.

"It's fine. That guy is here. Nothing will happen."

"Then, does this old man really not know anything? I feel like he's hiding something. "

The Demon King nodded and said, "He's indeed lying."

"Then!! Should I go and capture him? "Lie Arc asked nervously.

"No, there's no need. He'll lead the way for us."

The Demon King revealed a mysterious smile. He looked at the fine compass in his palm.

"Things are getting interesting. You know, you were wrong about something just now."

Hearing this, Lie Arc was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion, "This one is stupid and does not know what I said wrong. Please enlighten me, Lord Demon King."

"That guy is not an old man."

"What?!"

At the same time, the old man on the camel put his hand on his chin and pulled hard. Immediately, the beard on his face was pulled off, and the wrinkles on his face miraculously disappeared. What replaced them was a handsome face.

As expected, he was not an old man, but a man in his twenties or thirties. The oasis behind him had been covered by countless sand dunes. He looked back and stopped.

"This is going to be troublesome. There's actually an army that fled here. We have to get back before they do. Let's go, old chap. "

With that, he pulled on the reins and changed directions, heading north.

However, the Demon King in the oasis slowly opened his eyes. He looked at Lie Arc and said, "We've rested enough. Let the soldiers prepare to continue forward."

"Now? B-but didn't you say that in the evening … "

"That was just for the other party to hear. Right now, he's leading the way for us."

The corners of the Demon King's mouth curled up. Lie Arc understood and immediately said,

"Yes! I'll get the soldiers to prepare immediately! "

… …

The camel ran in the desert and climbed up a high sand dune. Suddenly, the man on its back pulled a rope on the camel's saddle. Suddenly, the two luggage bags on the left and right opened. Something like cloth stretched out with a bang and turned into insect-like wings. With a buzzing sound, the wings vibrated at an extremely fast frequency and carried the camel into the air.

The mysterious man in the round hat pulled out two ropes from the saddle and controlled the direction, flying toward the mountains in the north against the strong winds blowing from the mountains.

However, what he didn't know was that an army was following closely behind.

"Lord Demon King, the footprints have disappeared!"

Lie Arc, who was scouting ahead, ran back in a panic. When he saw the footprints suddenly change direction, he was very excited. Centaurs loved to track their prey. This was their nature.

The Demon King leisurely arrived at the tall sand dune. As expected, the line of camel footprints suddenly disappeared. No one would have thought that a camel could fly. It was no wonder that Lie Arc was so surprised. This had already exceeded his scope of understanding.

"This means that we're almost at the entrance. Continue straight and enter the mountains in this direction."

"Yes!"

The Demon King continued to lead the team forward. Suddenly, he waved his hand in front of him, and the figures of everyone gradually disappeared. However, they could still be seen at a close distance. This was a little magic of his that could make enemies in the distance unable to see them. After all, the other party was so cautious. Who knew if someone was watching them from the mountains?

They advanced in the direction of the footprints and quickly walked out of the desert. They arrived at the foot of a stone mountain. At this time, the sun had just set. The soldiers were all exhausted after a day of hard work. The desert at night was very cold. They found a leeward place to set up camp. A burning bonfire lit up the area at the foot of the mountain. The logistics team was cooking dinner. In order to resist the cold, the chefs added more chili to the pot.

The cold wind blew, and a spicy smell drifted up the mountain with the wind.

"Wow, what's this smell? Whoosh, whoosh! It smells so good!" A sharp voice sounded. It sounded like a man's voice.

"Focus! This might be a trap! Don't smell it. Whoosh, whoosh … Cough, cough. It does smell good. "Another voice was very sharp, but it was lower than the previous one.

"I'm suddenly hungry. Damn, I want to eat. I've had enough of those hard food sticks. I want to eat meat. Whoosh, whoosh. Eh? That's the smell of meat soup. Hey, why don't we use the invisibility cloak to secretly … "

"Stop! Don't get any ideas! Focus on the mission. "

Two voices came from a rock on the mountain. However, there was still a long distance between them and the troops at the foot of the mountain. Even the ketu race with their sharp hearing could not hear these discussions.

"Anyway, we have the obligation to chase them away. Why don't we scare them away with the terrifying incident of the mysterious disappearance of food?"

"You just want to eat secretly! Those people are an army. If they enter our territory, it will be troublesome! "

"What! Isn't it just a small army that was beaten up by the orcs? What's there to be afraid of? "

"That's right. I don't think there's anything to be afraid of either."

"Listen, this brother thinks so too. Let's go, let's go. Ugh!"

At this moment, the voices stopped abruptly. A black figure appeared behind the rock. Under the moonlight, that person had a pair of devil-like horns on his head.

"Why don't the two of you come out and talk?"

The Demon King Richard smiled as he looked at the rock in front of him. It was not big and looked no different from a normal rock.

The surroundings were quiet for a long time. The two voices did not appear until the Demon King bent down and grabbed the rock. Suddenly, he raised his hand. The rock suddenly changed. It turned out to be a magical blanket. Under it was a small pit. In the pit sat two short strange people.

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