The sandstorm filled the sky, obscuring Lu Jin's vision.
After trudging forward a hundred meters by instinct and memory, even Lu Jin had to slow down under the currents stirred up by the Vorian Vortex, Alert Star's largest storm.
Only when traces of Ork-made machinery finally emerged amid the sand and dust ten meters ahead did Lu Jin pick up his pace and jog into the gale.
An Ork corpse had been impaled on an exposed cylindrical structure of a massive war vehicle.
It was not Waks, but an Ork tribal leader.
Lu Jin scanned the surroundings but found no sign of Waks. Even the Orks' footprints in the sand had long since been erased by the storm.
"Scan the area for living creatures," Lu Jin ordered Killer Tool.
"None detected," Killer Tool replied. "I used both psychic and physical methods. If I could detect that Ork called Waks, I would have reported it to you already, my master."
Lu Jin let out a muffled sigh, a sense of foreboding rising within him.
After weighing it over, he could only return the way he had come.
If Saturn Terminator had not possessed directional memory, allowing the traces it recorded to be displayed directly within his field of view, Lu Jin would have become lost in the storm after failing to find his own footprints.
After leaving the Vorian Vortex, Lu Jin followed the white psychic trail left by Kaylarenath in search of the Spirit Seer.
When he traveled twenty kilometers along the storm's edge and finally found the seer, he saw him sprawled on the ground with one hand pressed over an abdominal wound, surrounded by scattered parts from an anti-gravity bike.
More than a hundred Orks, led by a three-meter-tall tribal leader, had surrounded Kaylarenath.
It was clear that