This Text Adventure Game is definitely poisonous-Chapter 929 - 444 Guardian of the Desert_2

Looking at the desert within reach, Caesar could no longer wait and sprang from the grass, sprinting toward it.

However, just as he was about to escape the oasis and enter the desert, a meowing sound suddenly rang out above his head, causing Caesar to instinctively shiver.

Caesar subconsciously looked up, only to see a cat’s paw descending from the sky, heading straight for him.

Caesar’s soul nearly left his body, but it all happened too fast. By the time he realized what was happening, it was too late to dodge. After all, who could have expected a cat to be so unscrupulous as to lie in wait at the edge of this area to ambush him.

In his despair, Caesar could only watch helplessly as the cat’s paw landed on him.

"Meow, finally done with the fight..."

The next second, a silver-gray figure landed on the ground, paws stretched forward, tail raised, luxuriously stretching in a catlike yawn.

After the harrowing experience in the tower, it was quite frightened. Once Mu You brought it back to the ground and it saw the titans fighting earth-shatteringly, it didn’t want to get involved again. So it swiftly distanced itself from the battlefield and hid on the edge of the oasis, climbing to the top of a tree to watch from afar, ready to flee at the first sign of trouble.

Fortunately, things turned out well, and Mu You and the others successfully killed that crazed titan.

Only now did Cola confirm that the battlefield was mostly cleared, so it leapt down from the tree, ready to make its presence known and to show off a bit. Otherwise, it might be forgotten by Mu You, which would really be unfortunate.

"Plop!"

As soon as Cola landed, it had not even finished stretching when it felt something prick its foot, as if it had stepped on something.

"Meow?"

Cola hurriedly lifted its paw to check and saw a squashed insect carcass on the ground while its pink paw pad was sticky with bits of insect shell and some unidentified slime.

"Yuck, so disgusting!"

Cola frantically shook its paw, wiping it against the trunk of a nearby tree. Only after cleaning it thoroughly did it trot over to where Mu You was.

...

In the distance, with all battles concluded, Mu You switched back to his Watchman’s skin and walked toward Evans.

Evans, who had sustained serious injuries, had taken some potions, and now his wounds had healed significantly. However, the tattered, bloodstained armor he wore still bore witness to the brutality and severity of the war.

"How did it go? How many soldiers in your army were lost?" Mu You’s gaze swept past Evans, looking toward the soldiers still scattered helter-skelter in the desert behind him.

Evans gave a wry smile, shaking his head, "Not too bad, we lost less than one-tenth of our warriors... the numbers haven’t decreased too much..."

Mu You certainly understood what he meant. On the surface, the percentage of losses didn’t seem high, but this was the Star Spirit World, where resurrection was possible. Those who were lost had their lives utterly extinguished, with individuals potentially dying dozens or hundreds of times.

With one-tenth of the people exhausting their lifespans, the losses for the others were considerable. The army’s cumulative loss of lifespans was probably reduced by at least two-thirds.

What’s more critical was the level. Consecutive deaths meant significant deductions in experience points, and many soldiers who were above level fifteen had been killed down to level ten. The overall combat power of the army had plummeted, and this was the real fatal impact!

"I told you not to do anything foolish, but you wouldn’t listen. Look at this... sigh, what was the point?" The Bard materialized his apparition from the Divine Lamp at this moment, chiding Evans with a sigh of regret.

Evans smiled bitterly and did not argue.

This was not something that could be swayed by his will alone. Even if he had ordered the army to retreat, the soldiers would not have agreed, for who could foresee the future?

Fortunately, no matter what, the outcome was positive. Not only was Caesar successfully annihilated, but most people had survived, which was far better than the prospect of a hundred thousand directly perishing on the battlefield.

"And you?" Mu You then looked at the Bard. "Can divine power be reclaimed?"

Previously, when Caesar was stripped of his divine power, it didn’t return directly to the Bard but flowed into the Divine Lamp.

"No problem, it just takes some time," the Bard replied confidently with a smile.

Since the divine power was stored in the Divine Lamp and would not be lost, and since his soul couldn’t leave the Divine Lamp, he could gradually reclaim it into his body given a secure environment and ample time.

"So, are you two planning to leave the desert next?" Evans asked at that moment.

"Yes, it’s time to go back," Mu You said, taking out the Order Divine Pen and caressing its rough, twisted body.

This trip was essentially for the sake of the Divine Pen. Now that it was in his possession, there was no reason for him to linger in the desert any longer.

"I also need to accompany him out of the desert for a while to help him complete the subsequent legacy handover. Besides, I still owe him two wishes," the Bard pointed at Mu You and said.

"May the Desert Goddess bless you!"

Evans made a blessing gesture toward them, then shook hands with Mu You, saying sincerely, "You are always welcome in the desert. The vast expanses will not forget your kindness. You will always be friends of this place!"

After the handshake, Evans took off a short sword from his side, holding it out with both hands and offering it to the Bard, "This is the Divine Artifact ’Desert Guardian’ that you once gifted. Now that the mission to kill Caesar is complete, it’s time for the object to be returned to its original owner."

The Bard looked curiously at Evans’s serious gesture of returning the sword but chuckled, "Return to what original owner? This was always an item of the Desert Goddess. I just happened to find it. Besides the descendant of the Desert Goddess’s lineage, I can’t think of anyone more qualified to keep it."