Desert Werewolves were a type of werewolf that lived in the desert.
There were several types of werewolves in the Western Fantasy Continent. The ones in the forest were the Forest Werewolves, and the ones in the cold regions were the Frost Werewolves.
The Lava Werewolves were next to the volcano, while the Desert Werewolves were in the desert.
It could be said that Werewolves were a bit like Ivan, able to evolve depending on the environment.
Werewolves in the Western Fantasy Continent were very strong and were very good at team battles.
A Werewolf tribe that could occupy the east had at least 2,000 Werewolves. This was already the result of underestimating the Werewolves.
"Let's occupy the Sandworm Tribe first. We'll come back to the Werewolf Tribe later.”Caterina also understood that now was not the time to attack the werewolf tribe.
There were too many of them, and the Werewolves 'claws had armor piercing damage. If she was surrounded by a thousand Werewolves at the same time, she would very likely fall.
This was also the reason why dragons needed subordinates. They were outnumbered.
East of the Desert of Death-
"Werewolves? So many Werewolves."
Celine happened to pass by the desert werewolf's territory and saw many werewolves. There were about four thousand of them.
"Your Majesty, this is the Wolf Fang tribe in the east. They control the entire east of the Desert of Death.”
Aisha took the initiative to introduce the Wolf Fang tribe to Celine.
As Desert Banshees, they were a living map of the desert. They had secretly observed all the tribes of all sizes.
"I see. If there's a chance, I'll conquer this place.”Celine was interested in the Wolf Fang tribe below.
If they could subdue the Wolf Fang Tribe, the Death Desert would truly be unified.
One dragon, one woman, and two banshees flew in the sky for nearly a week.
A week later.
Celine finally saw the human border market in the desert.
The buildings here were all made of wood, and the style of the buildings was very similar to those in small towns in Europe.
A long wall was built from soil, safely surrounding the town.
There were rows of armored warriors standing on the wall, and there were two guards standing at the entrance of the town.
The streets were filled with pedestrians and hawkers.
"Your Majesty, the mayor lives in the tallest building in the center. We will bring the map back for you immediately.”
Allie, who was in Celine's hands, said.
Celine's body was too big. If she were to lower her altitude, she would definitely be seen by the guards.
In order not to alert the enemy, the two sisters decided to retrieve the map themselves, which could also be considered as a sign of allegiance to Celine.
"It's troublesome. A group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals.”Celine said disdainfully.
Even with his strength close to that of a teenage dragon, he was still cowering. Was he still a red dragon? The Red Dragon was not that cowardly.
As long as there were ten other fifth-circle mages below, Celine would definitely be an invincible existence.
How could there be such a powerful mage in such a chaotic market?
"Let's go!"
Walls Town
"You're crazy, Chargil. How can this piece of broken sheepskin be the treasure of Death?”
A mage wearing a blue cloak and holding a curved magic staff shook his head.
His name was Mousse, a fourth-circle mage. Mayor Chagir had paid a lot of money to hire him to protect the town of Walls. His annual salary was 100 gold coins.
A month ago, T'Challa said that he had bought the map of Death's treasure for ten gold coins.
Muse thought that Chargil was crazy. It was just a piece of broken sheepskin, and you said it was the treasure of Death.
At first, Muse thought that the sheepskin had used some special method to hide the map, but after studying it for a month, he realized that it was just an ordinary sheepskin.
Chagil refused to believe it and begged Muse every day to try and see if he could make the map on the parchment appear.
"This is definitely the real Mousse, according to the information left behind by my ancestors.”
"The Desert of Death hides the legendary treasure of the Grim Reaper, and the map is in the hands of the Desert Banshee!”
"The two people last time were the Sirens of the Desert.”Chargil said.
Chargil, the mayor of the town of Walls, was a 44-year-old middle-aged man. At this moment, his hair had long turned white.
There were too many things to do in the town, which directly caused Chargil to age prematurely.
In the end, just as he was about to die young, the God of Death's treasure map appeared!
The legendary treasure of the Grim Reaper might contain the secrets of immortality.
"Listen, Chargil, those two are indeed desert banshees. I used magic to sense their auras.”
"But! They were just fooling you. Since this was the treasure of the Death God, why would they sell it?!”
Mousse hoped that Chargil would wake up. It was impossible for the Death Desert to have the Death God's treasure.
If there were, the injured people of the Western Fantasy Continent would have gone crazy to snatch them.
"Maybe they don't know." Chargil said indignantly.
It had to be said that Chargil had indeed guessed the truth. The two sisters, Aisha and Aili, had indeed sold the parchment as an ordinary item.
"The map is kept by the Desert Banshee. How could they not know? Alright, Chargil, I'm tired.”
Muse no longer wanted to argue with Chargil, even though they were in the relationship of employer and mercenary.
However, because Muse was a fourth-circle mage, even Chargil had to respect him.
"I understand." Chargil nodded dejectedly, put away the parchment, and prepared to leave.
"Roar!"
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