Desert Ruins

The group moved slowly through the swirling yellow sand.

The closer one gets to the Death Desert, the stronger the sandstorms become, sometimes even terrifying ones. Even powerful warriors like Soren could be buried alive by the sand after a sandstorm. Energy radiation alters not only the environment but also the Desert Region's abnormal climate. Although the Tree Shepherd have worked for centuries to establish Oasis and plant defenses in the Desert Region, these are ultimately easily destroyed by devastating sandstorms.

Sometimes, the sandstorms whipped up by the Death Desert are like torrential rain, capable of burying a River Goddess.

certainly.

That's not even the scariest thing.

Even more terrifying are Desert Tornado; these are the real disasters, practically nightmares.

A massive tornado swept through the surrounding area, and any caravan that encountered it was unlikely to escape unscathed. These giant tornadoes are caused by mutations in energy radiation. When a tornado exceeds level 5, it can create energy chaos in the surrounding area, known as the ' Dead Magic Area ' or ' Magic Wild Zone.' Within this zone, Wizard ' Spell are highly likely to fail, and there is nowhere to escape. Soren once witnessed a giant tornado exceeding fifteen kilometers in size, stretching from the yellow sand below to the clouds in the sky—it seemed as if the entire world was about to be engulfed within it. (Note: Giant tornadoes occur approximately once every three years.)

He still remembers the first time he came here with other teams.

It was then that they realized that sometimes, terrible natural weather was more troublesome than powerful monsters.

The procession was moving very slowly.

They had prepared over thirty camels, laden with supplies. Although the actual Adventurer team consisted of only five people, the logistical support they needed was enormous. When Soren first came to the desert to explore the ruins, his entire team was dumbfounded upon arrival. There was simply no way in. The poor Dwarf Heavy Warrior, due to his superior stamina, was forced to dig for two whole days before finally clearing a passage into the ruins. However, after encountering a completely blocked wall, everyone ultimately had to go back to prepare more tools.

Later on, when exploring these ancient underground ruins, Adventurer would only lead teams of thirty or forty people.

The group traveled for three days in this manner.

Along the way, Soren also learned more about the other people. For example, the Dwarf Heavy Warrior was a chatterbox, although he was relatively quiet when he wasn't drinking.

Dwarf have little resistance to fine wine; while everyone else drank water along the way, this guy kept drinking.

If it weren't for his amazing Constitution, this guy would probably have been ruined by drinking.

The Dwarf Heavy Warrior's name was Soran Tardandin, a very young Dwarf. He was only forty-six years old, with a thick beard and Toughness physique.

He has Dwarf blood from Helm's Deep, and his body can be slightly petrified, as if he were blessed with Stoneskin. (Hill Dwarf bloodline.)

The Eastern Ronin's name is Yingcang.

He was an advanced Ronin from the Eastern Waters. There were many islands there, and many Ronin were professionals who had advanced from pirates. He was a very quiet fellow, constantly polishing his sword. His strength should be quite good, but what surprised Soren was that this guy used his sword with his left hand.

A left-handed Ronin swordsman!

As for the other desert warrior, he was a well-known Adventurer in the area, named Hammed Nord.

A desert warrior around level 15, an advanced class of Warrior, who, like Soren, excels at Two-Weapon Fighting, with weapons resembling Persia Scimitar.

His attire is also somewhat similar to that of the Persia! (Note: The advancement of a Desert Warrior is similar to that of a North Warrior. It is a regional advancement profession, and they have received special combat training in their respective regions.)

As for the last one, the Eastern Dancer...

She is probably the only professional she is unknown to Soren about; all that is certain is that her professional level is above 16, she is proficient in illusion magic, and she also has the ability to Project Image.

On the afternoon of the third day.

Soren and his companions finally arrived at their destination, where a landmark stood: a ruined obelisk.

I don't know what it's specifically used for.

However, many large ruins buried in the desert contain such obelisks.

"Arrive!"

Soren looked up at the sky and said in a deep voice, "This is the place. Have the workers get ready to get to work."

He quickly reached the base of the obelisk, then began to walk towards the sun. Soren counted his steps and walked about 150 meters, then turned 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 tunnel about three meters in diameter."

There are many dangerous areas beneath Ancient Ruin; digging in the wrong place could lead to an accident.

Moreover, the entire city was buried by yellow sand, and when the disaster struck, very few of the city's residents survived. Under such circumstances, the possibility of Undead creatures appearing inside is extremely high!

Nearly a hundred workers began to get busy.

Digging a tunnel with a diameter of three meters is no easy task, because this is Desert Region with sand on top and possibly quicksand underneath. It's very difficult to dig a tunnel in sand; the surrounding area needs to be cleared, and a lot of tools are required. Nearly a hundred people seem like a lot, but they don't actually work very fast. They dig the tunnel little by little, shovel by shovel.

The sky gradually darkened.

Soren supervised the workers for a while, then got up and walked around the neighborhood to see if there was anything unusual.

"Ah!"

Just then, a shrill scream came from the construction site, and all the workers present rushed over.

Soren rushed over as well, and before he even got close, he saw a worker lying on the ground convulsing, foaming at the mouth, and soon stopped breathing. He placed his hand on the hilt of his knife and said in a deep voice, "What happened?"

The one who answered Soren was Eastern Ronin, a yellowish-brown scorpion embedded in the blade of his sword. He said in a low voice, "It's Sand Scorpion! Its venom is very potent!"

One person died just as construction began.

This was undoubtedly a significant blow to the workers' morale, and many became hesitant and timid in their work.

Left with no other choice, Soren had to have the Eastern Ronin supervise the situation and deal with any potential Sand Scorpion. This guy was incredibly fast with his sword; he had just instantly killed three Sand Scorpion.

Night falls.

The group set up tents near the construction site, where the laborers slept together, while the professionals took turns keeping watch.

The wind was strong tonight.

Fortunately, it only lasted a short while. The surroundings were quiet, with only the occasional soft rustling sound. Soren sat by the campfire in deep thought, occasionally glancing at the pit he had dug, because what lay beneath was more than just a few highly venomous scorpions. Light footsteps sounded behind him, and then he saw the Eastern Dancer sitting in front of him, draped in a large cloak.

What are you worried about?

The Eastern Dancer met Soren's gaze, her expression meaningful, and said, "Ever since we arrived here, you've seemed a little worried."

...(To be continued~^~)