Gently closing his eyes, the wind elements around him gathered along the spirit extended by Tang Bai in an instant. The cold wind of the night suddenly became a little stronger, with a little whimpering ghost crying wolf howl. The calm water also became undulating under the gradually expanding wind. Small swells rush forward with the wind.

The wind is gradually expanding.

The swells are also brewing one after another.

This bit of wind and waves may not be too big for the ship Tang Bai is on. But for the Pharaoh's Guard, who were riding in a small wooden boat and had a deep draft, the wind and waves at the moment were enough for them to suffer a lot, and they were worried about whether the wooden boat under them would directly capsize and overturn in the next moment.

If the ship capsizes, drowns and is completely wiped out, it won't be enough, but this time the action against Tang Bai and the others who are looking for the treasure hunters where Hamna Tower is located is undoubtedly a complete disadvantage and a failure.

A few wooden boats stubbornly continued on their way.

Tang Bai frowned slightly, increasing the influence of his own magic power on the surrounding elements.

The full moon in the night was obscured by the thick dark clouds that gathered in an instant. The wind followed the diffusion of Tang Bai's spirit, and soared freely and wantonly in this piece of heaven and earth. The cord whimpered, like the wind cry of a sick woman crying alone, and at this moment it has become a little more uninhibited and heroic of a man.

The spirit of the wind, the cathartic roar under this night sky.

The steamer that Tang Bai was riding on also became bumpy and swaying with the violent fluctuations in the water surface. Those Pharaoh's Guards who don't give up in the distance. In this sudden wave of wind and waves, it was not supported for even a moment, and the wooden boat on which it was riding overturned directly. The people on the boat were like dumplings. With the capsized boats, one by one they fell into the water.

"Why is it suddenly windy! Mr. Tang, are we going back to the cabin? Evelyn subconsciously hugged the book in her arms, her long hair blown playfully by the wind, like a flying flag.

"Let's go." Tang Bai stood up and led Evelyn into the cabin.

As Tang Bai's power dissipated, the raging winds around him began to return to calm little by little.

The ship docked safely in the harbor.

Even if the wind and waves at night cease. The Pharaoh's Guards were not reluctant to carry out the next attack.

After replenishing the port with enough food and fresh water, and resting a little, Tang Bai and the others set out on the road to Hamna Tower without stopping.

Except for Tang Bai in the team. There was a sense of urgency in my heart. On the ship, Hérault and Jonathan already knew that they weren't the only ones looking for Hamnata. The men also knew where Hamnata was in the desert.

Whoever arrives first, that's on the surface. Hamnata is who's it. They weren't nervous.

If you can make a wish. Eero and the others wanted to arrive at Hamna Tower immediately=, and then empty Hamna Tower before that American expedition.

At the edge of the desert there are some sparse plants. But after actually stepping into the desert, these plants that grow on the edge of the desert, with a little greenery, are already difficult to see. Except for the scorching sun in the sky, I looked around, and it was full of undulating yellow sand.

Grandiose, desolate, lonely, directionless. The Great Desert is like a lost and destroyed world.

The sun is shining on the body, and there should be an unbearable feeling of hot and dry exposure. But it's bizarre. Ero, they strangely didn't feel it. Even though the air around them was rippled like water ripples out of thin air because of the scorching sun in the sky, Ero and the others were still cool.

Of course, this is Tang Bai's hands and feet.

For ordinary people, the environment is much more dangerous and harsh, and for special people like Tang Bai, it is undoubtedly a smooth road, but it is also inseparable.

At night when the temperature became colder, everyone also put on a few thick clothes on their bodies, and then put a blanket on the skin, and after leaving two sober vigilers, the rest tied themselves with ropes and the camels riding under them, and hurried at night.

Fortunately, Hérault had enough camels to ride on.

Of course, tying yourself and sleeping with a hump in your arms, this kind of sleep quality is naturally not good, even if you can fall asleep, it is like being in a bumpy boat, and you can't sleep well. With a little bit of movement, you may wake up from a trance of sleep.

In this case, Ero's spirit naturally cannot be considered good. But they were not pleased to ask them to go slowly, day and night. There's also a contender, the American team. If they were preempted by that group of Americans, they wouldn't be able to cry at that time.

If it weren't for Tang Bai in the team to shield them from the impact of the harsh environment, and add some potions to the food to restore their strength and boost their spirits, under the invasion of the harsh environment around them, this state of desperate rush might have been attrition before reaching the Hamna Tower.

Fortunately, the Tower of Hamna, which is covered by magic, is not in the center of the desert.

When the rays of the morning sun shine through the horizon, the brilliant light gradually begins to fly across the earth inch by inch, driving away the shadows of the night. The air began to become rippling like flowing water, a desolate city, little by little with the sunlight revealed in front of Tang Bai and others in the distance.

"What's that?" Looking at the broken wall standing under the desert, Ero rubbed his blurred eyes, which were still a little unconscious, and muttered to himself in a daze.

"That's the Hamna Tower that the world has been looking for. Amazing, isn't it? O'Connor, who had been here once, looked at the city in the distance with a somewhat complicated expression.

Returning after three years, it would be unrealistic to say that O'Connor did not have any emotion in his heart at this moment. In search of the treasure of Hamnata, he nearly lost his life. And most of his companions were buried under this yellow sand.

O'Connor thought he would never return to this place in his life.

"It's incredible, I thought that Hamnata might have been buried under the sand, but I didn't expect it to be covered up in such a way! Is there really any magic or spell in this world? Evelyn muttered intoxicatedly.

"There's no time to get you drunk, we have to get in as soon as possible. It won't disappear before our eyes. Also, I seem to be seeing our competitors coming. O'Connor, who was still conscious, patted the camel under him and shouted unceremoniously.

O'Connor's reminder also made Ero and the others see another caravan not far away, stepping on the yellow sand plated with a touch of golden yellow by the morning sun, shouting, and happily heading straight for the revealed Hamna Tower.

"Damn it!" Ero and Jonathan cursed in unison, and before Tang Bai could speak, they couldn't wait to follow O'Connor out. Tang Bai just watched this scene quietly, and the camel under him was still at a normal speed, tame towards the Hamna Tower.

Unlike O'Connor, what they saw and felt, the Hamna Tower under the rising sun gave Tang Bai an indescribable feeling. That feeling can only be understood, and if you want to convey it, any kind of text that Tang Bai has mastered cannot accurately and delicately describe it.

The spirit comes out of the body and permeates this Hamna Tower. A wisp of residual power can still bring Tang Bai a sense of majesty.

It is a special city, a city where the living and the dead can coexist. An inexplicable force guards this place. Although that kind of power gave Tang Bai a sense of waning.

It's also a great city for wizards.

If there were wizards in the vampire diary in this world, they would definitely like this place and settle down in this place. The remnants of power in the city were enough to make the wizards and witches cheer and revel in it.

Tang Bai felt a sense of joy in his body now.

The two teams finally broke into Hamna Tower without distinguishing between them. Tang Bai's gaze swept to the Gobi not far away. There was no one there. Tang Bai didn't believe that those Pharaoh's guards would disappear after a single failed operation. They must have been somewhere here, watching them quietly.

Tang Bai didn't care about the hostility of the Pharaoh's guards. What worries him is that there may be some surprises this time. It was a kind of instinct of being a wizard after stepping into this ancient city in ruins.

Hérault and the group of American treasure hunters are in full swing to circle the direction of entry, preparing for powerful blasts and digging. For site selection, whether it is Tang Bai's team or the team of American treasure hunters, they all have their own capable people.

Tang Bai's side is Evelyn. Although Evelyn has little archaeological experience, her knowledge is broad enough and her foundation is solid enough. It's not that she's inexperienced, all she lacks is a little hands-on experience and hands-on ability.

Although Ero and the others can only be regarded as inappropriate in the tomb robber industry, they still have some experience. In some practical areas that need attention, he can also give Evelyn some pertinent advice.

The end result was that both teams picked a spot. And unanimously decided that digging this location is the most effortless and effortless.

Dozens of people from the two teams were busy, and a big hole was opened in the selected direction. After opening, even if both teams were anxious, they all chose to rest, replenish their strength, and wait for the harmful gases inside to evaporate, and the air from the outside to pour into this cave and the buried city. (To be continued......)