Chapter 393: The Road of Bones

Last meal to death.

Many people have this idea, but they are all wrong.

After a hearty meal, they were tied to a sand sled and stole out of the Red Rock Canyon with a large amount of sand, heading towards an unknown place.

It was indeed going on the road, but it was not the kind of going on the road they thought.

The team of Sand Pirates traveling is huge, and there are countless people, giving people a sense of sight that they are all coming out.

Milia leaned on the sled, and felt relieved. Although the future was uncertain, as long as she got out of the dungeon, there was always a chance to escape.

At the front of the line, Geralt galloped forward, staring at the endless horizon with deep eyes.

Some time ago, a team of nearly 400 subordinates aimed at a prey, but they were almost wiped out by a telekinetic who could control quicksand, only more than 20 people escaped.

At first, when he heard the little leader of the team mention the ability to read, Geralt immediately thought of a black-haired boy who suddenly appeared when he led the team to attack the royal team of Golo a long time ago, who was also a person with the ability to read. Killed a hundred of his own men in seconds.

The following narration by the small leader of the team made Geralt dismiss his guess. The tricky target this time was a man who was close to middle age, not the same boy as that boy.

The appearance of these two telekinetics reduced Geralt's staff by almost 500. This was not a small number, and there were faint ominous signs.

Compared with the middle-aged man who can control quicksand, Geralt thinks the black-haired boy is more troublesome. He doesn't want to take the trouble to take revenge on these two people, and he doesn't care about the big things he plans to do in the near future.

However, according to the information brought back by the small leader of the team, the team that the middle-aged man was in was not a trade team walking in the three major oasis countries. The route they took went straight to the depths of the desert.

Those who want to go there, except for all kinds of desert creatures, there is only... a restricted area!

That is to say, the opponent's target is likely to be a restricted area, and of course it may be for other purposes, such as the field research personnel who want to observe the daily predation methods of the thorny beasts in the desert.

If I remember correctly, among the people who died in the dungeon, there were supposedly knowledgeable guys who came to the desert from the outside world. Maybe there are still a few companions left, but it's not worth paying attention to.

"If we meet..."

Geralt snorted coldly,

Looking back at the huge team behind him, his team of 3,000 people, whether it's the black-haired boy or the middle-aged man, can use the crowd tactics to beat him up.

Going to the restricted area was Geralt's goal. He carried a map in his arms, and its level of sophistication was far from that of Ali's.

He is an ambitious person, he doesn't want to spend his whole life in the desert, he wants to get the countless treasures in the restricted area, and then leave the desert to go to the outside world.

 …

Maybe it was fate. After so many years, two large-scale teams attacked the penalty area at the same time, which is not comparable to the small fights every year.

Luo came to the largest and cruelest Kendia desert in the world, got in touch with the news about the restricted area, and then had the idea of ​​going to the restricted area. Then, he met William, found the Eagles, and trekked for nearly two years. In ten days, he was not far from the restricted area.

Before the sun disappeared, the team was stationed in a small rocky area.

Before leading the team into the rocky area, Ali said to Luo: "Start tomorrow morning, and you will be able to see the wonders outside the restricted area at noon."

This shows that the rocky area here is only a few hours away from the restricted area.

The team entered the rocky area, Luo ran to the tallest rock, and then, in the last ray of light left by the sun, he vaguely saw a thin black line spreading across the entire field of vision in the extreme distance.

Intuition told him that that was where the restricted area was.

Luo only had time to watch for a few minutes before the sun sank below the horizon, the remaining light disappeared, and the thin black line in the distance melted into the night.

The next day, the team was ready to go, and everyone was very energetic. They all knew that the restricted area was close at hand. It was not difficult for them to trek across the dangerous desert to get here. The difficult thing was how to break through the restricted area. Sandstorms outside!

Before leaving the rocky area, the eagle group searched for a handful of bugs in the rocky area as a food reserve just in case.

The team set off again, and four hours later, Luo finally saw the sandstorm surrounding the restricted area that hadn't weakened all year round.

Thick black clouds rolled rapidly in the sky, like a large ball of black-dyed cotton thrown into a drum washing machine with a speed of 1,000, and was crazily stirred by the strong wind, but there was no sign of spreading.

Under the black clouds, countless sands were blown up by the strong wind colliding from all directions, forming pieces of looming black curtains, covering all the corners of the retina, giving people a sense of breathless oppression.

The members of the Eagles stopped in place, and everyone looked at the wonderful scene in front of them, and fell into silence, only the wind rushing towards them from the restricted area was left in their ears.

The armored ox lay dead dead, its head buried in the sand, its robust body trembling unceasingly, vividly showing its timid nature.

No one wants to think about why the sky and the sandstorm can last for a hundred years, not counting the pitifully short time of stopping every hundred years, this spectacle can be said to have been running for a thousand years.

What is the root cause? Nobody cares.

Those who come here are all for the millennium empire hidden in the calm valley at the center of the sandstorm.

"Brothers, are you ready?"

Ali suddenly yelled, he raised his arm, holding a small syringe in his hand, staring at the sandstorm in the distance.

"of course!"

Swish Swish Swish!

Everyone in the Eagle Group raised their arms and took out the injection that Ali distributed last night, which is the key weapon to break through the sandstorm!

The syringe contained the toxin formulated by Ge Er. As long as the armored cow is injected, it can put it in a state of excitement. Even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead, they will go straight forward.

With this injection and a large amount of rope, the armored cow can pass through the sandstorm. After all, although the sandstorm is extremely ferocious, it does not cover a large area.

Luo stared at the sandstorm, his eyes sparkling. If it was a sandstorm of this level, even if he didn't rely on the armored bull, he would still have the confidence to go through it.

Ali looked around at everyone in the group, and felt that the pride in his chest was greatly increased. If he came out of the empire alive and brought untold wealth, his reputation would resound throughout the entire desert.

"Inject, rush!"

Everyone immediately injected the injection into the back of the armored bull. After a while, the armored bull who was lying on the ground and shivering suddenly stood up, like a fighting bull seeing the red cloth, and ran towards the sandstorm.

A group of people rushed into the sandstorm and disappeared within seconds.

Everyone was crouching on the back of the armored ox, not daring to look up at the environment in the sandstorm, for fear that the sand would ruin their eyes, but Luo looked at the scene in the sandstorm with a strange gaze.

This is the first time he was in a sandstorm and could take it indifferently. So what kind of visual experience is it?

It's like being in the deep sea under 10,000 meters, and the surroundings are pitch black. He stepped on the ground, and every step he took could raise a lot of smoke and dust in the sea, and then the light could only shine one or two meters away in front of him.

The horsepower of the armored cow was at full strength, and the speed even surpassed that of a horse. It was about to break through 70 kilometers. In less than five minutes, everyone passed through the sandstorm and came to the valley high in the black clouds. This place is like the eye of a storm. affected by sandstorms.

Regardless of the excitement of walking through the sandstorm, Ali immediately checked whether anyone was left behind.

Luo injected the antidote into the excited armored cow to calm it down, then jumped off the armored cow and walked to the valley with Buhara.

They were lucky and directly reached one of the four passages.

Watching the movements of Luo and Bharat, William also jumped off the armored bull and followed them quickly.

It is said that there are four passages in the valley. Luo came to the outside of the passage. The width is about three times that of the stone gate that beat the enemy Hakka. It is not wide, nor is it as narrow as imagined.

The depths of the passage are pitch black, and the ground that can be seen is covered by various bones, which is a real road of bones.

At the same time, outside the sandstorm, a huge team led by Geralt also arrived.

Out of the 500 cannon fodder that accompanied him, 200 failed to hold on and died on the way, but there were 300 left, which was a result Geralt could accept.

The biggest obstacle to entering the forbidden area is not crossing the desert to get here, nor crossing the sandstorm that never disperses all year round, but crossing the road of bones and the imperial minefield full of traps!