The group of people slowly moved forward in the yellow sand.
The closer they got to the Desert of Death, the stronger the sandstorm became. Sometimes, there would even be terrible sandstorms. Even a powerful professional like Søren could be buried in the sand after a sandstorm. Energy radiation not only changed the environment, but also the abnormal climate of the desert. Although the Tree Shepherds had worked hard for hundreds of years to build some oases and plant defenses in the desert. But in the end, they were easily destroyed by the terrible sandstorms.
Sometimes, the wind from the Desert of Death was like a storm, and it could directly bury a river.
Of course.
But that was not the scariest thing.
The scariest thing was the Desert Tornado. This was the real disaster, or even a nightmare.
The gigantic tornado engulfed everything in its vicinity. Any caravan that encountered it would not be able to escape. Gigantic tornadoes were formed due to the mutation of energy radiation. When the intensity of the tornado exceeded level 5, it could cause energy chaos in the nearby area. This was the so-called "dead magic area" and "magic chaos area." In this area, the wizards' spells were very likely to be ineffective, and in that case, there was no place to escape. Søren had seen a giant tornado with a range of more than 15 kilometers, from the yellow sand below to the clouds in the sky. It was as if the whole world was about to be sucked in. (Note: Giant tornadoes can be encountered about once every three years.)
He still remembered the first time he came here with other teams.
At that time, they realized that the terrible natural climate was sometimes more troublesome than the powerful monsters.
The group moved forward very slowly.
This was because they had prepared more than 30 camels, and there were also a lot of supplies on them. Although there were only five adventurers in the team, the amount of supplies they needed was quite large. When Søren first came to the desert to explore the ruins, the whole team was a little dumbfounded when they arrived at the place. Because there was no way in, the poor Dwarven Juggernaut was forced to dig for two whole days because of their high Stamina. Only then did they open a passage into the ruins, but after they met a sealed wall, everyone had to go back and prepare more tools.
Later, when exploring the ancient ruins, the adventurers would bring a team of 30 to 40 people.
Just like that, the group advanced for three days.
Along the way, Søren also gained a better understanding of the others. For example, the Dwarven Juggernaut was a chatterbox. Of course, under the circumstances where he didn't drink, he was still relatively quiet.
Dwarves didn't have much resistance to good wine. Along the way, while others drank water, this guy had been drinking.
If it wasn't for his amazing physique, this fellow would have been drunk to death.
The name of the Dwarven Juggernaut was Sauron Tatandin. He was a very young Dwarf, only 46 years old this year. He had a thick beard and a strong body.
He had the Dwarven bloodline of Helm's Deep, and his body could be slightly petrified, as if he had been blessed with Stoneskin. (Bloodline of the Hill Dwarves.)
The name of the Eastern Ronin was Ying Zang.
He was an advanced Ronin from the Eastern Sea Region. There were many islands there, and many Ronins were advanced pirates. This was a very quiet guy. He had been polishing his sword all along the way. He should be quite strong, but what surprised Søren was that he was using his left hand.
A left-handed Ronin Swordsman!
As for the other Desert Warrior, he was a more famous adventurer in the local area. His name was Mohammed Nord.
A Desert Warrior with a Profession Level of about 15, an advanced profession of the Warrior. Like Søren, he was good at using two weapons to fight. His weapon was similar to a Persian scimitar.
His dress was also a bit similar to that of the Persians! (Note: The Desert Warrior's advanced profession is similar to that of the Northern Warrior. It belongs to a regional advanced profession and has received special regional combat training.)
As for the last Oriental Dancer.
She should be the only profession that Søren didn't know the depth of. He could only determine that her Profession Level was above 16, proficient in illusion, and also mastered Mirror Image.
In the afternoon of the third day.
Søren and others finally arrived at their destination. There was a landmark building here, which was a broken obelisk.
They didn't know what it was used for.
But in the underground ruins buried in the desert, many large ruins had such obelisks.
"Here we are!"
Søren looked up at the sky and said in a deep voice, "It's here. Let the workers get ready to work."
He quickly came to the bottom of the obelisk, and then began to move in the direction of the sun. Søren counted his steps and walked about 150 meters, and then about 50 meters to the north. Finally, he squatted down, reached out and touched the yellow sand on the ground, and said in a deep voice, "Start digging from here. Dig a passage about three meters in diameter."
There were many dangerous places under the ancient ruins. Digging in the wrong place could lead to accidents.
Moreover, the whole city was buried in yellow sand. When the disaster happened, almost no residents in the city survived. Under such circumstances, the possibility of undead creatures appearing in the city was very high!
Nearly a hundred workers began to get busy.
Digging a passage with a diameter of three meters was not so easy. Because this was a desert area, there was sand above, and there might be quicksand below. It was very difficult to dig a passage in the sand. It needed to be cleaned up nearby, and a lot of tools were used. Nearly a hundred people seemed to be a lot, but when they really started to work, it wasn't very fast. They had to dig a passage with a shovel, and they could only do it slowly.
The sky gradually darkened.
Søren supervised the workers' work, and then got up and walked around to see if there was anything unusual.
"Ah!"
At this moment, there was a shrill scream from the construction site, and then all the professionals present rushed over.
Søren also rushed over. Before he got close, he saw a worker twitching on the ground, foaming at the mouth, and soon stopped breathing. He pressed his hand on the hilt of his sword and said in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"
The one who answered Søren was the Eastern Ronin. There was a yellow scorpion on the blade of his sword, and he said in a deep voice, "It's a sand scorpion! It's very poisonous! "
They had just started work, and a person had died.
This was a considerable blow to the enthusiasm of the workers. Many people were a little timid when they worked.
Soran had no choice but to let Dongfang Ronin supervise from the side and deal with the sand scorpions that might appear at the same time. This guy's sword speed was very fast. Just now, it was he who killed three sand scorpions in an instant.
Night fell.
A group of people set up tents near the construction site. The workers gathered together to sleep, while the professionals took turns to keep watch.
The wind was very strong at night.
But fortunately, it only lasted for a while. It was quiet all around, and occasionally a slight rustling sound could be heard. Søren sat by the campfire and meditated. From time to time, he turned his head to look at the hole that had been dug, because there were more than just a few poisonous scorpions below. Light footsteps came from behind him, and then he saw the Oriental Dancer sitting in front of him in a wide cloak.
"What are you worried about?"
The Oriental Dancer met Søren's gaze, and said with a meaningful expression, "Since you came here, you seem to be a little worried."
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