Chapter 392: The So-Called Sand Pirates

The three major oasis countries stand in the desert, and the points are connected in a triangle. The center is where the restricted area is located. No matter where you go to the restricted area, there are no oases on the way, only many places similar to the rocky area.

That kind of place, in a sense, is an [oasis] for desert travelers. It can be used as a temporary rest place, and you can also replenish a lot of food from here, as long as you carry enough salt. After all, the worm pot is Kendia. One of the characteristics of the desert.

Among the many rocky areas, the Red Rock Canyon is the most respected, which is the stronghold of sand pirates and one of the few remaining oases in the desert.

The three major oasis countries hate the sand bandits so much. However, the Red Rock Canyon has sufficient supplies and is a place that is easy to defend and difficult to attack. died.

Sand Pirates believe in the strong and have a rather abnormal concept of competition. They can absorb anyone who is willing to join, but they will never allow weak chickens in the team. As the saying goes, they are not afraid of god-like opponents, but like pigs teammates.

At present, there are more than 5,000 strong and strong people in the Red Rock Canyon, all of them are good players. There are also nearly 1,000 young women living in dire straits, and nearly 800 people captured in the dungeon, ranging in age from seven to eight years old. There are people in their 70s and 80s, and there are also a few women.

Huge rocks are buried deep in the ground, and the exposed parts are also majestic. The dungeon is built in the buried rock, and the sun is out of sight all day long. light.

Most of the materials used to build the dungeon were locally sourced materials. Wood and steel were rarely used. They were basically stones. In terms of practicality, they were full of loopholes, but even so, the people locked in the dungeon had no possibility of escape.

A sickening stench emanated from a dimly lit cell.

A woman was leaning against the wall close to the stone railing. Her body was covered with unknown feces. It had already dried and hardened on her skin, but she still emitted a stench all the time.

There were nearly forty other people in the cell, mostly men, far away from the woman, almost huddled in the corner on the other side.

This group of people are all pale and dull, looking at a certain darkness without speaking, and motionless, like sculptures.

The woman's face was painted with excrement into a funny mask. Her mental state was different from that of other people in the prison. She tilted her head slightly and looked at the burning grease on the wall through the limited stone railing gap. He didn't give up his escape for a moment.

If Luo was here, he could barely recognize this woman, she was Miria who had worked with Master Xerath.

"I want to escape!"

Miria muttered to herself.

More than half a month ago, she left Elba with a convoy and headed for Walter. On the way, she encountered sand robbers unfortunately. Due to the large number of sand robbers, even if she had good skills, she would never be able to repel them. Possibility of Sand Pirates.

He knew that with his good looks, it would be miserable to fall into the hands of sand robbers, and even if he died, he would not escape the fate of being ruined.

So, she used a method that was against human nature, got a lot of feces, smeared it on her body, then took out the poison sac, put it under the tip of her tongue, and waited for death like resignation. What she didn't expect was that Sand Bandit not only didn't kill her, but also killed her. About thirty people were left alive.

She is a woman, and it is normal that she was not killed by the sand bandit, but most of the survivors are men, and only a few women.

I don't know why Sand Pirate's move was not quite consistent with the rumors, and he didn't have time to think about it. He suffered a heavy blow to the back of the head and passed out.

When she woke up again, it was night, and she and the three women in the convoy were thrown on a rocky ground, surrounded by several piles of bonfires, countless pairs of eyes were staring at them, and the figures in the firelight seemed to be in a trance. If there are ghostly shadows that make people's hearts chill.

She heard a few short sentences of dialogue.

"Boss, do you want to wash that disgusting woman with water?"

Snapped!

It was the sound of palms slapping hard on the forehead, and then a cold male voice came: "Then is it important for a woman to have water?"

Then, she saw that the three women accompanying her were rushed over by a group of sand thieves like wolves, making a horrible sound, while she was taken to the dungeon by two sand thieves with disgusted faces, and with more than forty men Locked together.

This is the first time she has come to Sand Pirates' lair, and she has seen many things that are different from the rumors.

Sand Pirates...I don't know how many people are imprisoned for some unknown purpose, and the target of the captivity has no requirements, even children and the elderly are not spared.

Twelve days passed, and she didn't know what happened to the three women accompanying her. She escaped a catastrophe by luck, but she was also deprived of her freedom.

knock...

A slight, sharp sound rang rhythmically in the cell, it was the sound of Miria grinding stones.

Before she was locked in the cell, all valuables and weapons were removed, including hair pins, except for the poison sac hidden under the tip of her tongue.

The particularity of the dungeon allowed her to find a stone, and she wanted to grind out a dagger to put on her body for self-defense, and the hidden poison sacs could also be fed on the dagger.

While grinding the stone, Miria kept vigilant all the time. Even if it was not the time to deliver meals, she still kept her eyes on the end of the aisle, listening to any footsteps that might come suddenly.

The sound of the millstone stopped suddenly, and there were slight footsteps in the dead cell, very dense.

A look of surprise flashed across Miria's face. Even if it was the food delivery point, there were only a few sand thieves doing it. I had never heard such dense footsteps. Fifty? Even a hundred?

Afterwards, she saw groups of sand robbers pouring into the dungeon unprecedentedly, opening the cells with a clear division of labor, and letting the younger people come out with a cold tone.

Seeing this, Miria quickly cut off her hair, wrapped the flat stone the size of a palm with her hair, hid it in the ditch on her chest, and tightened her clothes.

Not long after, a sand thief came to her cell, opened the door, and said coldly, "Get out."

The people in this cell are all young people, so there is no need for screening.

Hearing the voice of the Sand Bandit, everyone stood up like walking dead, walked out of the cell, and was driven to stand in a messy queue.

Miria was mixed in the crowd, and it was inevitable that Sand Pirates would glance at her several times with disgust.

Sand Bandit drove everyone who was taken out of the cell to the ground like driving away animals.

All the people who saw the sun again closed their eyes tightly, and were pushed or kicked into a huge open space. There were about 600 people.

Milia managed to adapt her eyes to the strong light, and slowly opened her eyes, only to see a bloody Sand Bandit riding an armored bull forming a huge team on the open rocky ground. I don't know how many people there are.

There was a rough man with braids, who was at the front of the team, glanced at them coldly, and said, "Give them some food, so they can eat before they go on the road."

Hearing these words, Miria felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. On the other hand, a small group of people reacted with intense fear.

Sand Pirates had already prepared, took out a lot of food and water, and placed them in front of the crowd.

After a while, the crowd frantically snatched food and water on the ground.

Miria gritted her teeth and rushed towards the food...