Amidst the endless yellow sand, two figures, one tall and one short, were struggling to move forward.
The wind was very strong, and with every step they took, their legs might sink into the yellow sand, which seriously hindered their speed.
Especially the little girl behind, her face had some blood stains from the sandstorm, but they had already dried up.
It was obvious that every step she took was strenuous.
But she remained expressionless, and followed firmly behind Ma Wen.
To her, if Marvin asked her to do anything, she wouldn't hesitate in the slightest.
Similarly, Ma Wen did not extend a helping hand to Isabelle.
From this little girl who only had 18 years left to live, he saw the shadow of his friend from his previous life. Her road ahead was extremely bumpy, and to save her from the path of destruction, even for Ma Wen, it would be as difficult as ascending to the heavens.
But she believed in him so much. The way she looked at him, made Ma Wen feel a sense of responsibility.
He had to think of a way to save her.
So this time, when he left the White River Valley, he did not bring anyone else, except for Isabelle!
In Ma Wen's vision, he had arranged a path full of thorns for her.
That path, was much harder to walk than the desert, but it was her only chance of survival.
"Let's hope this child can persevere."
Ma Wen turned back to look, Isabelle was obviously out of strength, but she still insisted on Ma Wen's instructions: She would not use her [Shuttle] ability.
This ability, would endlessly burn her remaining lifespan, and Ma Wen had ordered her not to use it unless it was absolutely necessary.
Every step she took, was incomparably difficult.
It was as though this was the fate of the Hammonds.
Ma Wen stopped, and after a while, Isabelle slowly caught up.
In fact, they had been walking for a full three days since they left the Deathly Silent Hills.
Ma Wen had the compass in his hand, and the direction would not be wrong.
"We still have about an hour to walk, how are you?" He asked with concern.
Isabelle nodded her head lightly.
The two of them continued forward.
An hour and twenty minutes later, the sandstorm finally subsided.
The two of them walked up a sand dune and could vaguely see signs of human habitation in the distance.
The little girl rubbed her eyes, thinking she was hallucinating.
Ma Wen gently stroked her head and spat out the sand that he accidentally blew into his mouth.
"This is the place."
…
This was an oasis. The most famous city in the east of the Sage Desert, [Casamel], was built on this green oasis.
The people of the desert believed that this was a land blessed by God.
Because with the passage of time, many oases in the desert would disappear, except for Samuel.
It had stood here for almost an epoch.
The majority of the people in the Sage Desert were the White Tribe. As for the Sand Race, they were only a small portion of the population. They occupied the stone forest to the north of the Sage Sage Desert, researching their gunpowder and firearms.
"Casamuel means' pearl 'in the language of the White Tribe."
"This is the place I said I would bring you to."
Ma Wen held Isabelle's hand and walked on the oasis.
The town in the distance was getting closer and closer.
This town was not unfamiliar to Ma Wen. In his previous life, he had spent a considerable amount of time here, and because of some coincidences, he had gained a very high reputation and almost became the chief of the White Tribe.
He knew a lot about Casamel.
This town was actually not as peaceful as it seemed.
It had surging undercurrents that others could not see. Those frightening shadows were most likely still in hibernation. However, once they erupted, they would cause the entire Sage Desert to feel fear.
But the current Ma Wen was not here to solve the hidden dangers of Casamel.
In fact, he only had one ultimate goal when he left the White River Valley: obtain the Order Fire Seed.
Only by obtaining the Order Fire Seed could he resist the impact of chaos magic power during the Cataclysm and establish a land of Order in the human world that was temporarily not affected by chaos magic power.
The reason why Stony Mountain was able to establish a country back then was because of the Order Fire Seed in the hands of the Three Sisters of Destiny.
They ignited Order and protected the people.
Although Marvin didn't know where the Heaven's Fate sisters got their Order Fire Seeds from, he knew that they had three Order Fire Seeds in the beginning.
The first one was stolen by Glenos, the Prince of Shadows. The second one was extinguished by the powerful divine power of the gods when it was ignited.
It was not until the third one was ignited that the eldest of the Three Sisters, the tough girl who could tear a black dragon apart, personally destroyed several of the gods' clones, that the Order Fire was ignited.
Even so, Stony Mountain, which was envied by the gods, did not exist for long.
Ma Wen needed the Order Fire Seed. He knew the tricks of the gods, so he only needed one.
But it would be better if he could get more.
So this time, his goal when he left the White River Valley was naturally the Kingdom of Warlocks — Stony Mountain!
As for the Sage Desert, he was just passing by.
Casamel was a transit station. If it were not for Isabelle, Ma Wen would not even need to come here.
But what made Ma Wen frown was that he and Isabelle did not seem to have come at the right time.
Because when they painstakingly walked to the front of this town, they found that it was in a state of martial law!
People without identification could not enter Casamel, and they might even be caught by the White Tribe's guards as spies.
"What happened?"
Ma Wen looked curiously at the large group of people gathered around a signboard outside Casamel.
He pulled Isabelle's hand and moved closer.
…
In the boundless desert, there was no one.
A few lonely cacti had fallen to the side of the road.
A hungry and thirsty traveler had fallen to the side of the road. He seemed to have lost his way.
His lips were cracked, probably because he had lost too much water. If he did not have the help of others, he might not be able to get through this.
Who knew that at this moment, a nimble white deer would suddenly appear in his vision.
A white deer in the desert?
Ordinary people would only think that they were hallucinating if they saw it.
However, this traveler seemed to be strangely attracted, and he staggered to his feet.
The white deer stayed where it was and did not move.
Slowly, he leaned over.
The white deer stood there very meekly, its eyes filled with kindness.
However, at this moment, the traveler suddenly revealed his ferocious fangs. His face suddenly caved in, turning into a circle of terrifying sharp teeth!
The white deer was startled!
However, it was all too late. The traveler suddenly pounced and bit the white deer's neck.
The latter fell to the ground and struggled for a while. In the end, the traveler sucked its blood dry, and it died tragically in the desert.
The traveler chuckled, wiped away the blood, and returned to his normal appearance.
At this moment, a woman in white descended from the sky.
"Well done."
"Continue to hunt the white deer, but be careful. Someone in Casamel has already noticed our actions."
"We must be careful of the White Tribe's revenge."
The woman whispered.
The traveler chuckled disapprovingly. "Don't worry, Lady Fraud."
"Those stupid White Tribe people still can't tell the difference between humans and evil spirits."
The woman in white nodded. "That's good."
"According to my investigation, legend has it that only by slaughtering a certain number of white deer will the Holy Spirit White Deer be angered."
"This is the only chance to open the white deer cave. Only by obtaining the treasures inside can we establish the Gate of Disaster."
"Continue. Don't let the White Tribe's priests know of your actions in advance, or the Holy Spirit White Deer will not leave the white deer cave. Understood? "
The traveler nodded.
The next second, the wind swept past, and the woman disappeared.
The traveler continued forward.
And that poor white deer was buried under the sand just like that.
…
In front of the notice board, Ma Wen looked at the content with a serious expression.
Unlike the other people who joined in on the fun, he completely understood what this notice meant.
"The evil incident of a large-scale white deer hunt?"
"No wonder the White Tribe wants to seal off Casamel."
"The Holy Spirit White Deer is the White Tribe's holy beast."
Information about the living white deer appeared in Ma Wen's mind.
Legend had it that when the ancestors of the White Tribe were forced to move to the desert, they were very unaccustomed to life in the desert.
They could not find water, and they could not find a place to live.
At this time, the Holy Spirit White Deer appeared. It led them forward and finally found an oasis.
The Holy Spirit White Deer was the god of the White Tribe.
It had many offspring. These magical white deer had the ability to turn invisible, and they were scattered in every corner of the desert.
Usually, one could not see them.
Occasionally, when a lost traveler fell on the side of the road and his life was in danger, the white deer would appear in the desert.
At this time, as long as one followed its footsteps, one could find a water source and survive.
Similar legends were playing out in various places in the Sage Desert.
These white deer were protected by the White Tribe, and they were also the saviors of the desert travelers.
But now, the angry White Tribe found a large number of white deer corpses.
Someone was hunting white deer.
This made the White Tribe furious. They sealed off all the oases and began to investigate this matter.
This was the content of the notice board.
Others might only be curious about why someone was hunting white deer. But Ma Wen knew the seriousness of the matter.
"Killing the white deer is just to lure out the Holy Spirit White Deer. Because this is the only way the legendary white deer cave can be opened for a short period of time.
"That divine artifact can establish a plane passage … Who is doing this?"
A lot of choices appeared in Ma Wen's mind.
In his previous life, something similar had happened. However, Ma Wen couldn't remember who had done it.
After all, the few planes close to Fernand could use that divine artifact to temporarily open a passage.
The Evil Spirit Plane, the plane close to the Abyss, the plane close to Hell … all of them were possible.
Putting aside the conspiracy behind this matter, Ma Wen was now faced with a difficult problem.
If he could not enter Casamel, he would not be able to realize his plan.
This was very troublesome for him.
But at this time, a group of people suddenly cheered. "The Holy Lady is back."
"She went to investigate the killing of the white deer. Now that she is back, there must be a result."
Ma Wen looked back and saw a woman in white slowly walking back from the desert.
The moment he saw her, a different feeling welled up in his heart.
This feeling was very similar to when he saw Daniela.
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