That giant lizard crawled quickly, seeming remarkably well adapted to the desert environment.
The monsters on its back kept using peculiar poles at least fifty meters long to poke at the surrounding dunes. If not for their mismatched speed, one might have thought they were punting a boat across dry land.
Wang Wu cautiously followed several miles behind, yet he could not figure out what they were doing.
He followed them for around thirty miles. Seeing that those desert natives still showed no sign of stopping, and that his Bear Fur had suddenly moved several hundred meters farther away, Wang Wu decided he could stop following them.
But whether by coincidence or not, at that very moment, the group of desert natives ahead suddenly began shouting excitedly. Something seemed to have changed, yet Wang Wu truly felt nothing at all.
He had not noticed anything unusual!
Even his Level 18.2 Danger Sense and Level 12 Spiritual Essence had found nothing.
But—wait, those poles!
Wang Wu suddenly widened his eyes. Up ahead, the giant lizard began madly circling under the control of two monsters, while the monsters on its back frantically jabbed their long poles into one particular dune. It looked utterly absurd.
But it stopped looking absurd moments later, because one end of those poles had somehow become covered in multicolored sand, like a magnet attracting iron filings. Yet this was undoubtedly even stranger, because after being drawn out, the multicolored sand seemed to come alive, fluttering its wings as it transformed into tiny flying insects.
The monsters, however, skillfully tossed out black cloth sacks one after another. Their insides were pitch-black, without the slightest glimmer of light, black in a frightening way, clearly no ordinary objects.
Then something miraculous happened. The multicolored little insects zipped into the sacks one