Oya and the others had returned, and now they glared furiously at Lu Sui, itching to go up and tear him limb from limb.
Just recalling what they had suffered that afternoon was enough to make their blood boil!
Ever since leaving the village, nothing had gone right for them. They had been plagued by bad luck the whole time.
Take Oya, for example. First, she had killed a Sandworm and obtained a Heat-Avoidance Magic Orb, only to lose it.
She could only brave the scorching heat and fly aimlessly around the wasteland like a headless chicken.
Then, after finally spotting a tall mountain, she thought she could leave this damned place simply by crossing it.
But who could have imagined that beyond the mountain lay a depression filled with boiling lava?
Still, given her strength as a Chief God, that little bit of lava should not have concerned her.
Yet when she tried to fly across, she discovered that things were going wrong.
First, the divine power within her rapidly weakened. Then the lava below boiled ever more violently, until pillars of fire erupted into the sky and shot toward her.
But seeing that the depression was not very wide, she thought her speed should be enough to get her across before her divine power vanished completely.
Of all things, there was a gravitational suppression effect here too!
In the end, she had not even made it halfway across the depression before fleeing in disgrace.
Yet those experiences were only the tip of the iceberg of what she had encountered that afternoon.
It was easy to imagine, then, just what she had been through over the course of that afternoon.
Compared with hers, the others' experiences had been much the same.
In short, ever since leaving the village, they