Scorpions aren't very strong in combat. As long as you're careful, even a Black Iron-level enemy can grab a brick and smash it on their head before they can react, then run away in a flash.

However, scorpions are a group of tribes. Without the restrictions of the battlefield, scorpions almost come out in full force. Some brightly colored scorpions, such as red, yellow, and green scorpions, are considered elite monsters. Even a single bronze-level monster would have a headache if encountered alone.

Currently, only about a hundred people remain of the group that were chased into the desert by the flying dragon.

But the scorpions surrounding them far outnumbered them.

Damn it!

The brown-haired knight gazed at the scorpion army surging towards him like a tidal wave across the distant desert, and a twitch appeared on his lips.

The forests and grasslands are rife with disaster. The three major bosses—the Mad Axe Minotaur, the Half-Goat Man, and the Sky Wolf King—have formed a raid and are likely still on their way to kill them.

For now, the only option is to cross the desert to reach the next golden palace and seek temporary refuge.

"Melee fighters at the top, mages in the second row, archers in the third row!"

"Knife in hand, follow me!"

"Remove its head and internal organs, and the rest of the body is edible. It has six times the protein content of beef, and it's crunchy. Don't be afraid, brothers!"

Hundreds of people formed a raid, led by the brown-haired knight, and charged towards their distant dream and the scorpion army!

They were the later groups, not yet fully developed, but the monstrous-level powerhouses, along with thousands of elites, had already traversed the desert, racking up points.

Bang!

The black sword at his waist was tilted forward, its hilt pointing at the army of scorpions, his fingers resting on the hilt.

Can Yan took a deep breath, tapped his toes, and sand and dirt flew everywhere!

His body shot out like an arrow released from a bow!

call out!

A flash of light, like a fleeting glimpse of a startled bird, and his figure appeared on the other side, like a ghost.

The next moment, a row of more than a dozen scorpions that were attacking suddenly froze in place after taking a few steps forward, with a bloody gash in the middle, as if they had been cut in two!

Among them was a giant black scorpion!

A flash of silver light appeared on the dead black scorpion, and a blue card popped out, which then slid into Can Yan's hand on its own.

"Commander, look at that person."

A soldier witnessed this and quietly reported it to the brown-haired knight.

Among the hundred people, his status as the leader was barely comparable to those prodigies.

With a swing of his greatsword, the overwhelming power of the massive blade crushed a red scorpion, leaving even the smaller scorpions within a ten-meter radius behind it in a dazed state!

"I know, that person is good."

The regimental commander glanced at it, a hint of appreciation in his eyes, and he had the idea of ​​recruiting it.

He came prepared, intending to expose his formidable fighting strength on this chaotic battlefield so that he could better recruit subordinates and strengthen his own forces.

Teams, while possessing great collective strength, also have drawbacks.

The spoils of the mopping-up operation are distributed according to the leader's decision. If the leader is inclined to favor his own faction, it would be extremely unfair.

"Find an opportunity to recruit him into the group..."

The group leader whispered that he had long regarded Can Yan as someone who could be won over, which was quite different from the treatment given to ordinary candidates.

"Bai Qi, I have a piece of equipment that suits you."

Can Yan held the card, casually slashed away a few scorpions, and gave them to Qin Shuai.

Scorpion Leather Boots

[Resilience]: Increases fire resistance by 15%.

[Swiftness]: Movement speed +50% on sand.

"Equipment...card?"

Qin Shuai paused for a moment, staring at a pair of boots inlaid with black patterns.

Thinking of the palm-sized grenade that exploded when he killed a Thunder Wolf, he reluctantly accepted it.

If skills can drop, then dropping equipment is perfectly reasonable, right?

As expected of the Hero Academy...

"Don't you need it?"

Qin Shuai did not accept it, but instead asked a question.

“I have better equipment, Wind Sprite Boots, gold quality, with three attributes and an active skill.”

With a faint smile, he said, but there was a hint of sadness in his eyes: "Unfortunately, that was the captain's legacy. Not long after it was scattered by the wolf pack, my teammates all perished."

"It's alright. You inherited their legacy, which means you're carrying the will of your team."

With a serious expression, Qin Shuai put on his boots and stepped onto the scorching, easily sinking sand, feeling as comfortable as if he were walking on cement.

Then, he looked up at the sky, his gaze fixed on a point, and encouraged, "I believe that your captain, knowing you are still alive, will laugh heartily, die with his eyes wide open, and walk on the road to the underworld with a smile, leaving only pure air to fill the universe."

Can Yan: "(*?▽?*)??"

Although I don't understand it, it seems to make a lot of sense now that it's said.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a huge, bright red scorpion, the size of a giant elephant, darted out.

Under attack, its tail swept out like a steel whip, exploding a series of whistling sounds and easily killing more than a dozen people!

Furthermore, after the first round of powerful attacks, its primary target was the brown-haired knight who was the leader of the guild.

The surrounding scorpions suddenly sprayed out a string of corrosive venom, further shrinking the group's living space.

With a smug face, he drew his sword and, with a series of strikes, slashed away several of the approaching scorpions.

But when faced with venom, one can only dodge, not dare to take it head-on.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the sand cracked open, and a small scorpion that lunged at Can Yan was shot away by a shotgun blast!

Its fragile shell, when faced with a projectile carrying lightning and fire, was like a block of tofu punched through, dying a gruesome death.

"Bai Qi, let's go help the commander."

Can Yan drew his sword, slashing out a blank area. Looking at Qin Shuai, who had fired the shot, he showed a hint of gratitude.

At this moment, Can Yan agreed to the leader's request, thinking that there is strength in numbers, and brought Qin Shuai into the group with her.

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