The dry air made it difficult to breathe, and the early morning sunrise did not bring any sense of coolness to the sultry climate.
Zero waved the two-handed giant sword borrowed from Miao Miao again and again. The clothes on his body were already soaked, and the beads of sweat rolling down his face rolled to the ground, and were quickly swallowed up by the cracked soil.
Slight footsteps gradually approached from a distance, and Zero did not stop his practice. As a hunter, Zero quickly became familiar with the footsteps. It became an instinct. The owner of the footsteps was approaching her now.
, its image has already appeared in his mind.
"Hey, hey, it's still hard for me to believe that you obviously have such strange powers, but you are also so tall and slender."
Zero raised his giant sword with both hands high and slashed downwards, completing the final slashing action. He inserted the sword into the ground beside him and turned his attention to the person who came.
"Why do I feel like you're not praising me, but more like you're hurting me." Wiping the sweat from his forehead with his arm, Zero responded with a reproachful tone, "Zijing-lao-teacher.
"
Zijing Ling sat on the withered yellow grass leaning against a big tree, stuffed the water bag in her arms, and stared at Ling with a flirtatious smile on her face.
"Why are you smiling so strangely?" Zero opened the bag and poured a large mouthful of warm water into his mouth.
"He's coming, that person."
"What that person, I don't know what you are talking about." Zero lowered his head shyly, avoiding Zijin's direct gaze.
"Who else could it be, other than the one you want to protect for the rest of your life?"
"You don't look like a teacher at all." Ling Jiao said angrily, but she couldn't help but ask, "How did you know he was coming?"
"Of course I received the news from Xiao Fu."
Zijing said, taking something out of his trouser pocket and handing it to Zero. It was a blue butterfly with gold patterns, but if you look closely, it turned out that the butterfly was actually made of golden grass. Something similar was made not long ago
Zero had also seen it. It was the young holy knight who made a lifelike skylark out of golden straw in front of her, and then used control magic to send a message to his grandfather on the other side of the sea.
"It's a five-day voyage from Shenglin Island to the Port of Sold," Zijing calculated, "and the letter butterfly Xiao Fu used to deliver the message this time only needs two days to cross the East China Sea. Calculated this way, if they
It was a message sent before departure, and it should arrive in three days."
"Three days, has it come so soon?" Ling looked into the distance with melancholy in his eyes, "I originally wanted to wait until the sword was finished and go back to meet grandpa."
"The world needs him very much now." Zijing grabbed a handful of dry soil from the ground and handed it to Zero's eyes. "You see, the earth has been dry for six years, and the water source is getting scarcer. Although the Magic Palace has sent out as many water elements as possible.
The magician tried to alleviate this situation, but with little success. Our only hope now is the sage. If he arrives one day earlier, he may be able to solve the drought crisis one day earlier."
"It's really that serious!" Zero said in disbelief. "Although I heard about it on the island, Shenglin Island has never lacked rain. So even if people around me talk about the severe drought in the interior, I don't pay much attention to it.
Pass."
"After a survey by the Magic Palace, less than one-third of the entire Eastern Holy Continent has not been eroded by this long drought. The long-term drought has reduced not only water sources, but also crops. In many villages and towns, the people cannot bear it.
Hungry, there have been many riots. Although they were forcibly suppressed by the Magic Palace, it was never the fundamental solution to the problem. Probably only the sage can use large-scale magic to change this predicament. But after all, it is the entire continent, even if the sage