Headwind Advance
Once the weather in the desert turned bad, it was practically indistinguishable from hell. There was nothing but wind and sand, and even entire dunes rolled like waves. It was terrifying.
If you were unlucky, thousands of tons of sand could come crashing down from above, leaving almost no chance of survival.
"Li Bai, Li Bai, are you going into the desert?"
Heracles Enzo Camillo, Saint of Strength, hurried over.
The moment dawn broke, Old Wu had dragged him out of bed, so he had rushed over to talk Li Bai out of it.
Li Bai rubbed his nose and said without denying it, "Yeah! The desert's so big. I want to go in and take a look."
"Going into the desert in this awful weather—isn't that too dangerous?"
Heracles looked up at the gloomy sky. Sand was already swirling through the air. It certainly wasn't good weather.
If he had to guess, the sniper teams that had already ventured deep into the desert were probably on their way out.
"It's fine. Trust me, it's a minor problem!"
Li Bai shook his head, not taking it seriously at all.
The greatest danger in the desert wasn't drought and lack of water, but the sand and the fierce winds. The wind swept the sand along with it, and the stronger it blew, the more sand it picked up. In an instant, it could bury your feet—and sometimes the sand rose into terrifying waves that blotted out the sky.
But with Qingyao Demoness by his side, her talent for controlling wind and thunder meant that if she could command the wind, she could also still it. No matter how wildly the wind and sand raged around them, she could keep the weather calm within a certain radius.
The dangers that