It was their last meal before they died.
Many people had the same thought, but they were all wrong.
After a sumptuous meal, they were tied to a sand sled and followed a large group of desert bandits out of the Red Rock Canyon, heading toward an unknown place.
It was indeed a journey, but it was not the kind of journey they had imagined.
The desert bandits' team was very large, and they couldn't count how many people there were. It gave people the feeling that they were going all out.
Milia leaned on the sand sled and breathed a sigh of relief. Although the future was uncertain, as long as they got out of the dungeon, there would always be a chance to escape.
At the front of the team, Geralt galloped, his deep eyes looking at the endless horizon.
Some time ago, a team of nearly 400 men had targeted a prey, but they were almost all wiped out by a telekinesis user who could control quicksand. Only about 20 people escaped.
When he first heard the team leader mention telekinesis, Geralt immediately thought of a black-haired young man who had suddenly appeared when he was leading a team to attack the royal team of Gelo. He was also a telekinesis user and had killed hundreds of his subordinates in a matter of seconds.
The team leader's next description made Geralt reject his own guess. The difficult target this time was a middle-aged man, not the same as the young man.
The appearance of these two telekinesis users had reduced Geralt's men by almost 500. This was not a small number, and it faintly revealed an ominous sign.
Compared to the middle-aged man who could control quicksand, Geralt thought that the black-haired young man was more difficult to deal with. He didn't want to spend the effort to take revenge on these two people. In addition, he was preparing to do something big in the near future, so he didn't care.
However, according to the information brought back by the team leader, the middle-aged man's team was not a trade team traveling through the three oasis countries. The route they took was straight into the depths of the desert.
People who wanted to go there, other than for the various desert creatures, could only be … the forbidden area!
In other words, the other party's goal was very likely to be the forbidden area. Of course, it could also be for other purposes, such as a field researcher who wanted to observe the daily predatory methods of those troublesome beasts in the desert.
If he remembered correctly, among the people who died in the dungeon, there were people who came to the desert from the outside world who were said to be knowledgeable. Perhaps they still had a few companions left, but it was not worth paying attention to.
"If we meet …"
Geralt coldly snorted and looked back at the huge team behind him. His team of three thousand people, whether it was the black-haired youth or the middle-aged man, they could all use the human wave tactic to fight.
Going to the forbidden zone was Geralt's goal. He had a map in his bosom. It was as exquisite as Ali's.
He was an ambitious person and did not want to stay in the desert for the rest of his life. He wanted to obtain the countless treasures in the forbidden zone and then leave the desert for the outside world.
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Perhaps it was fate, but after so many years, there were two sizeable teams that charged into the forbidden area at the same time. This was not something that could be compared to the small skirmishes every year.
Law came to the world's largest and cruelest Kentia Desert and came into contact with the news about the Forbidden Zone. He then had the idea of going to the Forbidden Zone to take a look. Then, he met William and found the Eagles. After trekking for nearly 20 days, they were not far from the Forbidden Zone.
Before the sun disappeared, the team camped in a small area filled with rocks.
Before leading the team into the rocky area, Ali said to Law, "Tomorrow morning, you can see the wonders of the Forbidden Zone at noon."
This showed that the rocky area here was less than a few hours away from the Forbidden Zone.
The team entered the rocky area and Law ran to the highest stone. Then, in the last ray of light left by the sun, he vaguely saw a small black line spreading across his field of vision in the distance.
Intuition told him that that was the location of the Forbidden Zone.
Law only had time to look at it for a few minutes, the sun sank below the horizon, the remaining light disappeared, and the small black line in the distance merged into the night.
The next day, the team was ready to go. Everyone was quite energetic. They all knew that the Forbidden Zone was close at hand. It was not difficult for them to trek across the dangerous desert to come here. The difficult part was how to break through the sandstorm that enveloped the Forbidden Zone!
Before leaving the rocky area, the Eagles plundered a handful of insects in the rocky area as a food reserve in case of emergencies.
The team set off again. Four hours later, Law finally saw the sandstorm that surrounded the Forbidden Zone and did not weaken all year round.
Thick black clouds rolled rapidly in the sky, like a large mass of black cotton thrown into a washing machine with a speed of one thousand, stirred wildly by the strong wind, but there was no sign of dispersing.
Under the black clouds, countless grains of sand were swept up by the strong wind from all directions, forming a faintly discernible black curtain that covered every corner of the retina, giving people a suffocating sense of oppression.
The Eagles stood in place. Everyone looked at the wonder in front of them and fell into silence. Only the wind from the Forbidden Zone was left in their ears.
The Armored Bull lay dead, its head buried in the sand, its strong body trembling, vividly showing its timid nature.
No one wanted to think about why the sky and sandstorm could last for a hundred years, not counting the short time that it stopped every hundred years. This wonder could be said to have been running for a thousand years.
What was the source? No one cared.
The people who came here were all for the Millennium Empire hidden in the calm valley in the center of the sandstorm.
"Brothers, are you ready?"
Ali suddenly shouted. He raised his arm, holding a small syringe in his palm, and stared at the sandstorm in the distance.
"Of course!"
Whoosh!
Everyone in the Eagles raised their arms and took out the syringe that Ali distributed last night, which was the key weapon to break through the sandstorm!
The syringe contains the toxin prepared by Ge Er. As long as it is injected into the Armored Bull, it can make it in a state of emotional excitement. Even if there is a sea of fire in front of them, they will rush straight forward.
With this syringe and a large number of ropes, the Armored Bull can pass through the sandstorm. After all, although the sandstorm is fierce, it does not cover a large area.
Law stared at the sandstorm, his eyes shining. If it was a sandstorm of this level, even if he did not rely on the Armored Bull, he had the confidence to pass through it.
Ali looked around at all the people in the group, only to feel the pride in his chest increase greatly. If he came out of the Empire alive and brought out endless wealth, his reputation would be heard throughout the desert.
"Injection, go!"
Everyone injected the syringe into the back of the Armored Bull's neck at the first time. In a moment, the Armored Bull, which had been shivering on the ground, suddenly got up and ran toward the sandstorm like a bull seeing a red cloth.
A group of people rushed into the sandstorm and disappeared in minutes and seconds.
Everyone was lying on the back of the Armored Bull, not daring to look up at the environment in the sandstorm, for fear of being destroyed by the sand. Only Law looked at the scene in the sandstorm with a strange look.
This was the first time he could be indifferent in a sandstorm. What kind of visual experience was that?
It was like the deep sea under ten thousand meters, surrounded by darkness, his feet on the ground, and every step he took could raise a lot of smoke and dust in the sea, and then the light could only shine one or two meters in front of him.
The Armored Bull was running at full speed, its speed was even faster than that of a horse, and it was about to break through seventy kilometers. In less than five minutes, the group passed through the sandstorm and came to the valley high in the black clouds. It was like the eye of the storm and was not affected by the sandstorm.
Ali did not care about the excitement of passing through the sandstorm, and the first thing he did was to confirm that no one was left behind.
Law injected the excited Armored Bull with the antidote to calm it down, then jumped off the Armored Bull and walked to the valley with Bouharr.
They were lucky to arrive directly at one of the four passages.
William looked at Law and Bouharr's movements, jumped off the Armored Bull, and quickly followed them.
It was said that there were four passages in the valley. Law came to the outside of the passage, which was about three times as wide as the stone door of the enemy's house. It was not wide, nor was it as narrow as he imagined.
The depths of the passage were dark, and the ground that could be seen was covered with all kinds of bones. It was a real road of bones.
At the same time, outside the sandstorm, the huge team led by Geralt also arrived.
Of the five hundred cannon fodder that accompanied them, a full two hundred could not hold on and died halfway, but there were still three hundred left, which was a result that Geralt could accept.
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