They just need a place to stay... and they can sleep.
It seems that the place they are looking for now... is next to the thorn fence in the travelers' residential area.
Their huge eagle talons grabbed these thorns...
Open one eye, close one eye, and the night will pass.
It turns out that there is a reason why their race is suitable for serving as outposts.
Mai Fan nodded and returned to his cabin.
Maybe there was too much drama this night. The following time was unusually quiet.
Mai Fan had a rare good sleep... When he got up again, a row of followers were already standing at the door.
The five harpies stood neatly.
The eldest sister returned to the tribe and brought back some good news.
This time, there were not many people on their way back.
Except half of their group found a suitable male...
The rest either didn't come back or returned without success.
On the contrary, this group of people is really different.
When the older leader placed the badge in front of the elder...
The entire tribe was a little confused when they remembered this tradition.
They will not stop their own people from following the truly strong ones.
And the owner of this badge... has been recognized just through his breath.
As a silent resistance to current life...
The elder who approved their departure looked deeply at the leader.
Not sure what it was thinking, it took out a head feather shining with colorful light from behind itself and handed it to the leader's hand.
"This is the oath and token of our harpies..."
"You put this into the hands of the master who wants to follow... This is our tribe's recognition of him."
When you meet him in other places in the future, he will smell like the entire harpy clan.
Any member who meets him will show obvious kindness and friendliness to him.
"This represents our tribe's recognition of you."
"From now on, you are our harpy's friend."
Just after the leader said these words...
Mai Fan's body trembled slightly.
He could clearly feel in his heart that changes had taken place in his body.
It is not a change of the actual body or soul.
But this body in this world has undergone essential changes.
It's like a game upgrade, or a warrior's advancement.
His demonic bloodline was activated due to the harpy's casting...
A small part of the energy hidden under his bloodline emerged and entered his body, which was nothing but superficial.
It’s too late to conduct a careful inspection now, so I can only speculate based on Mai Fan’s many years of experience...
His body probably wasn't as helpless as it was at the beginning.
From the current point of view, he should have returned to his original strength level, maybe even stronger.
And this change in his body cannot be seen from the outside.
Even if the five banshees were so close to him... they wouldn't notice anything.
"Then I'll accept it."
"Without further ado, let's move on. Next, we have to cross that mixture of grassland and desert in one breath."
"Try to reach the Dark City before the end of the blood moon night."
After all, in the dark area, most of the ethnic groups don't like days like the blood moon.
When the blood moon comes, most ethnic groups rarely go out at night.
But in a few days, the blood moon will be over...
The rest of their trip will involve a night where everyone will be out for activities.
If there are any problems on the road then...it won't be as easy as now.
Next, the group of people really took the time and set off from the lizard people.
I don’t know if it’s because Mai Fan collected five harpies, or because he indirectly saved several lizardmen.
When they left, the lizard man not only did not make things difficult for them, but also exchanged a lot of necessary supplies with Mai Fan and his group.
It was when he left that Mai Fan learned how these people made a living in the Gobi.
These lizardfolk discovered a saltwater lake and found a way to surround it in their habitat.
Entering from the entrance of this saltwater lake... there will be a fishing point.
It was the saltwater lake buried underground that gave them such a large group and provided them with food to live on.
Now, the mounts of Mai Fan and his party are covered with specialties from here.
Gobi salted fish.
This group of people, exuding the unique smell of salted fish, ran towards a new goal.
The next journey will be much faster because of the addition of the harpy.
Mai Fan didn't know that after they left, the lizard man group behind them had a profound discussion about the stay of Mai Fan and his party.
This ethnic group can live a very prosperous life in this desolate area, but it is not as simple as it seems on the surface.
Many tourists and businessmen have passed through here over the years, but no group of people has been as comfortable as Mai Fan.
These teams that accidentally settled here want to leave safely from the lizard people's territory...
No matter which ethnic group you belong to, you have to leave benefits.
Those who are not easy to bully should be treated less, and those who are easy to bully... let alone finances... I am afraid everyone will stay here.
Lizardmen are a serious carnivorous race... If you want to make them be kind, I'm afraid it's just a daydream.
But it was Mai Fan's turn. After a night of intense discussions...
This group of lizardmen gave up this plan.
I don’t know why, but this person always gives people a very contradictory feeling.
It was precisely because of this vigilance that the lizard man leader who sent Mai Fan away was very happy.
"Have you realized that after just one night... that mysterious man is stronger?!"
"Yes, I have this feeling. His strength is not much stronger, but his aura..."
"Forget it, forget it. A man who surrenders to harpies must be extremely dangerous."
"For the safety of the clan, it's okay to have less finances."
At worst, the unlucky guy coming from behind will try to make up for it... This is the first time the lizard man has acted so cowardly.
Mai Fan really doesn't know this.
What worries him most now is that after entering a mixed land of grassland and desert...
The speed of those swift mud dragons dropped instantly.
It's not that they are tired or that they are not used to the terrain of the grassland.
But after entering the grassland sand, there is no definite road here.
The lawn grew wildly, burying the path taken by the predecessors.
The sand dunes that moved from time to time covered all the tracks that could be followed.
