manynovel Chapter 254 Zhao Manyan's Regret
Chapter 254 Zhao Manyan's Regret
Chapter 254 Zhao Manyan's Regret
A moment later, before Jiang Han and Mo Fan could speak, Chen Ying asked first, "Xin Xia, can your mind magic really calm these white sand demon soldiers? If something goes wrong, we'll be finished here."
Xinxia nodded seriously and said softly, "The place where that hunter mage team died is stained with blood. The white sand demon soldiers in that area are in a bad mood. If we pass through there, we might not die, but we will definitely pay a heavy price."
"But if we walk through areas unstained by blood, I can guarantee that the White Sand Demon Soldiers will not attack us."
While speaking, Xin Xia glanced at Jiang Han. Mo Fan, Zhao Manyan, and the others all understood what Xin Xia meant. If they were really surrounded by the White Sand Demon Soldiers, Jiang Han would definitely lead them out of the encirclement to ensure their safety. In that case, Jiang Han, who would be leading the way, would definitely get injured.
"Even so, I still feel a bit uneasy. Should we leave?" Zhao Manyan suggested.
Lingling glanced disdainfully at Zhao Manyan, who was having second thoughts, and said calmly, "Those idiots are asking for death. They provoked six or seven Sand Roaring Tigers, and then recklessly rushed into the Sand River. If they had stayed and fought the Sand Roaring Tigers to the death, maybe some of them would have been lucky enough to survive."
"But their ramming into the Sand River with such a commotion is no different from jumping into hell themselves. If we act carefully, and with Sister Xinxia's mind magic protecting us, we should be able to cross the Sand River safely without any problems."
Xinxia also affirmed, "If we follow the plan we previously devised, there definitely won't be any problems. However, everyone must remember one thing: no one can use any magic in the Sand River without my permission."
"Because once the aura of destructive magic fluctuates, it will alert the White Sand Demon Soldiers, and at that point the situation will completely spiral out of control."
Jiang Han agreed with Xin Xia's words. According to the information they had found, it was indeed as Xin Xia said: without magic, a mind-based mage could lead others across the Sand River by calming them down. Zhao Manyan's expression also improved considerably.
To be honest, after seeing the Blackbearded Hunter Mage and his companions slaughtered by the White Sand Demon Soldiers, Zhao Manyan had second thoughts. If it weren't for Lingling and Xinxia, he might have even considered running away with his buckets overnight.
"Alright, we have to travel tomorrow. If there's nothing else, go back and rest," Jiang Han said.
Everyone returned to their tents, still shaken. Zhao Manyan and Mo Fan stayed by the campfire to keep watch. Without someone keeping watch, the others might not have dared to go to sleep easily.
Throughout the night, Jiang Han was undoubtedly the most at ease, because Xue Ling was there. If any White Sand Demon Soldiers or Sand Roaring Tigers approached the camp, Xue Ling would warn Jiang Han of the danger, which was why Jiang Han dared to fall into a deep sleep.
When the sun rose the next day, Chen Ying emerged from the tent with dark circles under her eyes. Jiang Han and Lingling, on the other hand, had slept soundly. The bright red sunlight fell on the Sha Wang River, where the blood of the group from the previous night had been dried by the wind.
Looking at the distant Sha Wang River, Zhao Manyan couldn't help but weakly say, "Why don't some of us go down and give it a try? It's better than us all being wiped out if we go down."
"I'm staying to protect Xinxia and the others. Who do you think will go?" Jiang Han said with a smile.
"Yes, everyone has a general idea, but the question is who should go down?" Mo Fan looked at Zhao Manyan with ill intent.
After noticing Mo Fan's gaze, Zhao Manyan almost cursed, but he still looked at Zhang Xiaohou, who was acting as a scout in the team. Zhang Xiaohou, who was usually fearless, became much more obedient and directly gave this glorious task to Zhao Manyan.
"Damn it." Zhao Manyan was so angry that he wanted to slap himself. Why did he have to talk so much for no reason? Now he might be in trouble.
Despite his regret, Zhao Manyan still smiled and said, "Zhang Xiaohou, you are a glorious Guardian Mage, and you even have two movement skills. You'll definitely be able to run fast if you encounter danger. Why don't you take this mission?"
"Brother Zhao, what are you saying? I am a mage, yes, but I can't compare to your defensive magic. I think it's better if you go, Brother Zhao. Even if we encounter the White Sand Demon Soldiers, your defense will definitely hold out until we rescue you," Zhang Xiaohou said sincerely, waving his hand.
Seeing Zhao Manyan and Zhang Xiaohou refusing to go to each other, Mo Fan couldn't help but say, "Old Zhao, why don't you go? With Jiang Han and me here, we definitely won't let you get torn apart. Ugh, we definitely won't let anything happen to you."
Zhao Manyan gave Mo Fan a resentful look, cursing him inwardly as a heartless dog.
Before leaving, Zhao Manyan glanced at Jiang Han and Xin Xia, his meaning clear: he wanted Jiang Han to remember to save him.
"Go ahead, Jiang Han will be fine with you here. But remember what I said: don't use any magic without my explicit instructions," Xin Xia said softly.
"Go ahead, everyone's waiting for you to scout ahead," Jiang Han said with a smile.
So Zhao Manyan walked toward the Sand River with a nervous heart. He tiptoed, afraid that if he made a big fuss, he would alert a large group of white sand demon soldiers and cut him to pieces before Jiang Han could save him. With each step he took on the white sand, Zhao Manyan's heart beat faster.
As soon as Zhao Manyan took his ninth step, layers of white sand waves surged around him. In the blink of an eye, dozens of white sand demon soldiers appeared leisurely beside him. They were majestic and imposing, each wielding a three-meter-long sand blade, which made Zhao Manyan swallow hard.
"Wow, so many Old Zhaos, that's really impressive!" Mo Fan, standing on the shore, couldn't help but exclaim.
"Shouldn't we be saving them?" Chenying reminded her.
In the Sand River, the moment the White Sand Demon Soldiers appeared, Zhao Manyan subconsciously summoned his armor and began to draw a light-based star map under his feet. However, after remembering Xin Xia's words, he was so frightened that he quickly dispersed the star map he was drawing.
If it weren't for the fear that casting magic would make his situation even more difficult, Zhao Manyan would definitely have put on more than a dozen layers of defense.
Xinxia on the shore didn't speak. Instead, she looked at the area where Zhao Manyan was with a serious expression. Just as Chenying was about to speak again, Xinxia suddenly closed her eyes and crossed her hands in front of her chest, as if she was conveying some kind of information that ordinary people could not perceive with her heart.
Standing on the shore, Mo Fan and Zhang Xiaohou could feel the fluctuations of magical energy, while Jiang Han, who had awakened spatial magic, could feel this magical energy even more clearly through spatial fluctuations.
"Lingyi—Soothe!!"
Xin Xia parted her red lips and uttered a mind-based spell. Pale green starlight lit up her body, and as the star trail was completed, ripples like transparent still water could be seen gently spreading out from beneath her feet.
Immediately afterwards, Xin Xia's slender and graceful body was lifted up by some special force, gradually maintaining the state of her toes off the ground. That light step was like a forest elf gently touching the surface of a tranquil lake.
Unseen magical ripples spread out, and just as the White Sand Demon Soldiers were about to send Zhao Manyan on his way, the magical ripples gently caressed the bodies of the White Sand Demon Soldiers.
Immediately afterwards, the wild reddish-brown eyes of the White Sand Demon Soldiers calmed down. When the mental waves reached them, the violent aura emanating from the White Sand Demon Soldiers dissipated as if they had been baptized by a holy wind.
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