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The sun rose early in the shallow sea, and as the sun shone through and the dry sand gradually warmed up, the cold of last night seemed like an illusion, and the caravan returned to a scorching heat.

Although most of the wagons and camels were equipped with cooling measures, the hot air still poured into the carriages through the gaps, making people irritated.

Lawson didn't feel any discomfort, in fact, he managed to sit on a camel with a lot of ease, and it was much easier for him to walk step by step than before.

Almost no one asked where the missing mercenary had gone, as if it was a common occurrence in the desert, perhaps because he had fled back out of the wasteland for fear of retribution from the Hot Wind Mercenaries, or perhaps for some other reason.

In fact, according to Holland, the mercenary had also carried out two missions with him, which was not familiar, and this time it was also a group by chance, and he did not pursue it again in the end.

Last night's conversation came to an abrupt end after mentioning the cause of the formation of this wasteland, not because the facts were too shocking or anything, but purely because Tia was sleepy.

Rosen didn't know how long it was normal for an adolescent girl to sleep, but he felt that Tia's sleep time must be abnormal.

It was only at noon, when the convoy had stopped for a lunch break in the shadow of a huge stone, that the girl lazily poked her head out of her carriage with a sleepy-eyed look.

I saw that she didn't say a word, walked to the fire, picked up a bowl of broth, and drank it in a big gulp, completely ignoring the image of a lady.

After draining the bowl of soup almost as quickly as the naked eye could see, Tia pulled out a large piece of jerky from somewhere, and chewed it straight away.

How can this guy eat so much?

Rosen hadn't eaten for a long time, and he had almost forgotten the taste of food, so he couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable to see the little girl's appetite so strong, but before he could "hinder" the little one's lunch, he heard a low vibration coming from a distance.

"Is it the enemy?"

A mercenary asked, hurriedly put down the half-eaten lunch in his hand, and hurriedly picked up the sword that was placed aside.

"Seems to be huge?"

Holland was quite sensitive, although he temporarily lost most of his combat ability, it did not affect his perception, and his heart throbbed, and an ominous premonition welled up in his heart.

"It doesn't seem to be coming towards us?"

Some people also sensed the breath over there and put forward their own opinions.

In the desert, meddling often means paying a greater price, not because people are indifferent, but because there are so few idle people like Rosen, it is quite difficult for everyone to protect themselves in the desert, let alone help others.

However, the movement was quite large, and there was no figure in sight, so it could be seen that the roar was coming from some distance from here, so the source of the sound is worth pondering.

"You two are optimistic about the camp, and I'll take three people to see the situation. ”

Holland commanded, mounted his camel, and pressed his hand lightly on the long sword at his waist.

As the leader of the mercenaries, he naturally had to take the lead, Holland's idea was to get close to a certain distance to check before making a decision, he picked a black iron rank and two companions who had no place, and was about to set off, but Lawson stopped him.

"Wait, I'll check it out too. ”

Rosen stepped on the camel as he spoke, much to Holland's great touch.

"Thank you, Mr. Gues, for your assistance. ”

Holland nodded, and then walked with Rosen towards the source of the sound.

The scorching heat of the sand under the scorching sun was abnormal, and even if the camels in the shallow sea adapted to such an environment, they could not withstand the long-term rush, and Holland and the others maintained a relatively gentle speed and soon arrived at their destination.

"It's ......"

Holland felt a little incredulous, and the group was in the shadow of a boulder, staring at the scene not far away.

A group of cavalrymen in dark gold armor were drawing their swords and fighting, they looked well-trained and put up quite professional battle formations, but at the same time, it could be seen that they had lost a lot of people, and around them, the corpses of several camels and cavalry were scattered in all directions.

"This is the Guards of Ishtar City, the Iron Wolf Guards, they usually patrol the shallow seas, it's not surprising to be here, but their enemies ......"

Holland explained to Rosen in a low voice, then glanced at the thing that had caused the elite Iron Wolf Guards to lose a lot.

That's a giant.

The whole body was made of huge and rough stones, the giant was four or five stories high, its gray body was particularly conspicuous in the vast yellow sand, the carved ornaments on its body had long been weathered, leaving only the mottled wind and frost of time, and between the giant's hands was a huge machete, which was slashing down towards the center of the cavalry battle array.

Boom -

A puff of dust was raised, but the giant's brutal blow hit no one.

The cavalry of the Iron Wolf Guards were quite agile and quickly dispersed, only to dodge a blow, and they immediately circled behind the giant, and the fire guns in their hands lit up one after another, but only caused a slight crack in the giant's back.

"This is the stone giant, originally the magic guards stationed in the city that no longer exists, but with the demise of the city, they are also buried in the depths of the desert, it is said that mercenaries who have penetrated deep into the desert have encountered it, but in the past few hundred years, there has been no record of this thing appearing in this area!"

Holland's tone was full of doubts, and he couldn't figure out why the monsters wandering in the depths of the desert were here, and the area should be relatively safer.

As Rosen listened, he was secretly assessing the strength of the stone giant.

Judging from the movements, it seems to have the level of the upper reaches of the black iron to the peak of the black iron, but the size is huge, the destructive power should be comparable to the bronze level, the skin is rough and the flesh is thick, and ordinary attacks don't seem to be able to cause much damage.

Such a golem is quite good as a defender of the city, and can delay the enemy's attack as much as possible, but when it is an enemy, it is quite difficult.

"These cavalry don't look good. ”

Lawson whispered, although he was able to pin down the golem with his nimble movements, it was obvious that these guards could not effectively inflict damage on him, and once the time dragged on, the cavalry in a state of fatigue would only be killed by the golem one by one, just like those companions who had fallen in the sand.

"The stone giants have magical barriers on their bodies, even after a hundred years of wind and frost, it is difficult to penetrate, in the legend of the desert, only a storm that is rare in the shallow sea for decades can destroy these stone giants, ordinary people have no way at all!"

Holland had already retreated, and although the Iron Wolf Guards were allies, he was not yet complacent enough to rush to the death of his companions, especially since he had just escaped yesterday's catastrophe.

However, once this stone giant solves the remaining Iron Wolf Guards, it is difficult to guarantee that he will not attack the caravan not far away, and for a while, Holland is in a dilemma, and he can only turn to the advice of Rosen next to him.

"Mr. Gus, I don't know what you see...... Huh?"

But when Holland looked at Rosen beside him, he found that the powerful mercenary was gone.

"What !?"

He hurriedly looked forward, and saw the knight with the great sword in his hand, galloping towards the stone giant.