The last meal to death.

A lot of people think this way, but they're all wrong.

After a hearty meal, they were tied to a sand sleigh and followed the sand thieves out of the Red Rock Canyon and towards an unknown place.

It's the road, but it's not the way they think.

The team of sand pirates is huge, and there are countless people, giving people a sense of déjà vu pouring out of the nest.

Miria crouched on the sand and breathed a sigh of relief, 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 along, his deep gaze looking at the endless horizon.

Some time ago, a team of nearly 400 subordinates targeted a prey, but it was almost completely wiped out by a telepathic who could control quicksand, and only about 20 people escaped.

At first, when he heard the leader of the detachment mention the telekinesis ability, Geralt immediately remembered that a long time ago, when he led the team to attack the royal team of the Golo Kingdom, a black-haired boy suddenly appeared, who was also a telekinesis, and killed hundreds of his subordinates in a matter of seconds.

The detachment's next narrative made Geralt dismiss his speculation, this time the tricky target was a man who was close to middle age, not the same as the boy.

The appearance of these two telepathic people reduced Geralt's people by almost five hundred, which was not a small number, and there were faint ominous signs.

Compared to the middle-aged man who can control the quicksand, Geralt thinks that the black-haired boy is more tricky, and he doesn't want to bother to retaliate against these two people, plus the big things he is going to do in the near future, so he doesn't care.

It's just that, according to the information brought back by the small leader of the detachment, the middle-aged man's team was not a trade team walking in the three oasis countries, and the route they took went straight to the depths of the desert.

The people who want to go there, except for the various desert creatures, are left... Forbidden area!

In other words, the opponent's target is likely to be a forbidden area, and of course it may also be for other purposes, such as the field research personnel who want to observe the daily predation methods of the intractable animals in the desert.

If memory serves, among the people who hung up in the dungeon were supposedly knowledgeable men who had come to the desert from the outside world, and there were probably a few companions left behind, but they weren't worth paying attention to.

"If you do..."

Geralt snorted coldly, and glanced back at the huge team behind him, his team of three thousand people, whether it was the black-haired boy or the middle-aged man, could use the crowd tactics to scare him.

Going to the forbidden area is Geralt's goal, and in his arms, he carries a map, the degree of refinement of which is not much more than Ali's.

He is an ambitious man who does not want to stay in the desert for the rest of his life, he wants to get the countless treasures in the forbidden area, and then leave the desert and go to the outside world.

.......

Perhaps it is fate, after many years, there are two teams of considerable size hitting the forbidden area at the same time, which is not comparable to the small fights every year.

Law came to the largest and most cruel Kenya Desert in the world, came into contact with the news about the forbidden area, and then had the idea of going to the forbidden area, and then, he met William, found the Eagle Regiment, and trekked for nearly twenty days, at this time it was not far from the forbidden area.

The team was stationed in a small area of rocks before the sun disappeared.

Before leading the team into the rocky area, Ali said to Luo: "Set off tomorrow morning, and you will be able to see the wonders of the outside of the forbidden area at noon." ”

This means that the rocky area here is less than a few hours away from the exclusion zone.

As the team entered the rocky area, Law ran to the highest stone, and then, in the last rays of the sun's rays, he faintly saw a small black line in the distance that spread across his vision.

His instincts told him that was where the exclusion zone was.

Luo only had time to look for a few minutes before the sun sank below the horizon, the remaining light vanished, and the tiny black lines in the distance melted into the night.

The next day, the team was ready to go, everyone was quite full of energy, they all knew that the forbidden area was close at hand, and it was not difficult for them to trek over the dangerous desert to get here, but the difficult thing was how to break through the sandstorm that shrouded the periphery of the forbidden area!

Before leaving the rocky area, the eagles scavenged 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 that surrounded the perimeter of the restricted area, which had not weakened all year round.

Heavy black clouds rolled rapidly in the sky, like a large mass of blackened cotton thrown into a thousand-speed drum washing machine, stirred wildly by the strong wind, but there was no sign of dispersion.

Under the black clouds, countless sands were swept up by the strong winds that collided together from all directions, forming patches of looming black curtains, covering all corners of the retina, giving people a sense of breathless oppression.

The people of the Eagle Regiment stopped in place, and everyone looked at the strange scene in front of them, and fell into silence, only the wind rushing from the forbidden area was left in their ears.

The armored cow lay on its back, its head buried in the sand, its sturdy body trembling incessantly, vividly showing its timid nature.

No one wants to think about why the sky and sandstorms can last for a hundred years, not counting the pitiful short time that stops every hundred years, this spectacle can be said to have been in operation for thousands of years.

What's the root cause? Nobody cares.

The people who came here were here for the thousand-year-old empire in the heart of the sandstorm, hidden in a calm valley.

"Brothers, are you ready?"

Ali shouted as he raised his arm, a small syringe in his palm, and stared at the sandstorm in the distance.

"Needless to say!"

Whew!

Everyone in the Eagle Regiment raised their arms and took out the injections Ali had given out last night, which were the key weapons to break through the sandstorm!

The syringe contains the toxins prepared by Ge'er, as long as the armored cow is injected, it can make it in a state of high mood, even if there is a sea of knives and fires in front of it, they will rush straight forward.

With this injection, and the abundant use of rope, the armored oxen 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 sparkled, if it was a sandstorm of this magnitude, even if he didn't rely on the armored cow, he still had the confidence to pass through.

Ali glanced around at everyone in the group, and only felt that the pride in his chest had increased greatly, if he came out of the empire alive and brought out countless riches, then his reputation would resound throughout the desert.

"Injection, rush!"

Everyone immediately injected the injection into the back of the neck of the armored bull, and within a moment, the armored bull, which was originally lying on the ground and shivering, got up suddenly, like seeing a bull with red cloth, and rushed towards the sandstorm.

The group rushed into the sandstorm and disappeared in a matter of seconds.

Everyone lay on the back of the armored ox, not daring to look up at the environment in the sandstorm, for fear of being ruined by the sand, but Luo, who looked at the scene in the sandstorm with a wonderful gaze.

This is the first time he has been in a sandstorm and can still deal with it calmly, so what kind of visual experience is it?

It's like being in the deep sea 10,000 meters below, the surroundings are pitch black, he has his feet on the ground, and every step can raise a large amount of smoke and dust in the sea, and then the light can only shine one or two meters in front of him.

The armored ox was at full speed, even faster than the horse, about to break through seventy kilometers, and in less than five minutes, everyone passed through the sandstorm and came to the valley high in the black clouds, which was like the eye of the storm, unaffected by the sandstorm.

Ali couldn't care about the excitement of walking through the sandstorm, and immediately confirmed that no one was left behind.

Luo calms the agitated armored cow with an antidote to calm it, then jumps off the armored cow and walks with Buharat into the valley.

They were lucky enough to reach one of the four passages.

William watched the movements of Luo and Buhara, and also jumped off the armored ox and followed them quickly.

It is said that there are four passages in the valley, and Luo came to the outside of the passage, and the width was almost three times that of the stone gate that beat the enemy Hakka, which was not wide, and it was not as narrow as imagined.

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

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

Of the five hundred cannon fodder brought out by the entourage, two hundred failed to hold up and died in the middle, but there were still three hundred left, which could be regarded as an acceptable result for Geralt.

The biggest obstacle to entering the forbidden area is not to cross the desert to get here, nor to pass through the year-round sandstorm, but to pass through the path of bones and the trap-ridden minefield of the Empire!