The scorching sun hung in the air, and the throat of the person exposed by the scorching sun was on fire, and the whole person seemed to be scorched, and even the hairs on his body were rolled up.

Chen Tao followed Soke and his party, always worried about Haozi and Ye Rong, and there was also Uncle Long, whose life and death were uncertain, and he was silent along the way, and every time he walked through a stone mound or stone pillar, he had to circle around, hoping to meet the scattered Haozi and them.

Sok is a cheerful person who talks a lot, he speaks Chinese very well, and seeing that Chen Tao has been in a hurry, he couldn't help but comfort him:

"You don't have to think too much, I'm just as worried about them as you are, but it's useless to worry, we can only pray to the gods to open the net. Lord Barlow is the pride of our guards, Tatunan will bless him, with him, your friends should not be in much danger, and since we were separated, it has not been long since we left, they should be looking for us, as long as we can return to that main line again, we will definitely find them again! ”

"I hope so!" Chen Tao secretly prayed that the complexity of the maca maze was completely beyond his imagination. In less than half an hour, more than twenty people scattered quietly, and they couldn't find it.

There are more and more corpses and bones on the ground, many of them are trapped here alive, people have lost themselves in the illusion, and their real self is going around in circles in this oven-like maze, and finally they either fall to death and starve to death, or are sunburned to death.

I don't know who these people are, and from the number of bones around, there are no less than 10,000 people who died in this maca maze.

What is the concept of tens of thousands of people, an ordinary town and town, the total population is only four or five thousand, a little better, one or two thousand, and the people who died in the Maze of Maca have at least three or four large towns.

Many of the corpses remained in a forward or climbing posture, or appeared to be in other strange forms of death. On his face as black as jerky, the remaining skin and flesh have been torn apart by the wind and sand and wild beasts.

The corpses vary in time, from modern people in short clothes and trousers to ancient corpses wrapped in robes and armor. There are scattered bandits armed with earthen guns and cannons, and there are also modern troops with well-armed military uniforms.

Tourists, tomb robbers, desert bandits, warlord troops, and hook-nosed foreigners, Americans, Germans, Soviets, and even Japanese.

The corpses and bones were scattered around the stone mounds and pillars in such a messy manner, and people walked in them as if they were walking in a city of corpses, and as far as the eye could see, they were full of hideous corpses.

In the open desert, the corpses are difficult to preserve, the flesh and bones will be gradually eroded by the wind and sand, and most of the ancient corpses that died here have become white bones, leaving only a few pieces of scattered armor and rusty broken swords still stuck in the sand, and they will become scum when touched. Recently, the body was sunburned, and the clothes on the body were wrapped in rags, and occasionally a gust of wind blew, and the rotten cloth swayed with the wind like a ghost, like a spirit.

A little further back

There will be nothing left, people will die like lamps extinguished, born on the loess, die in the loess, and there will be nothing left.

Most of the people who died here, except for tourists and explorers who accidentally broke in, came for Tatunaan, Sock said. This is the natural defensive fortress of the Tatunans, I don't know how many countries' armies were wiped out here, and the bones can be piled up into a mountain.

The descendants of the Guards have been here day after day, year after year, not only to protect Tatunaan, but also to prevent anyone from breaking in and losing their lives.

But this kind of creature is so strange, the more you don't let him do anything, the more energetic he becomes. If you let him do it, he won't be interested.

Even though Sok and the others have been stopping this, someone still sneaks into the maca maze and can't stop it. But more people are for the treasures beneath the Holy City. This powerful and mysterious country, buried under the desert, has attracted those with other intentions for thousands of years, like a bottomless abyss with no end.

Sock said there is a legend in the desert that all those who have been to Tatunaan will one day bring more people here.

This is the curse of Tatunaan.

The guards are not living bodhisattvas, and for those who break into Tatunaan with greed, since they are bent on death, the guards will never let them get out of here alive. If they enter by accident, as long as those people do not disturb the Holy City, they don't care about the rest.

Corpses are such things, and when you encounter one or two corpses coldly, you can scare people half to death, but if you see too much, people will become numb.

Chen Tao flicked a corpse on the ground with the muzzle of his gun, this person had not been dead for a long time, and it would not be more than a month from now. The corpse was blackened and swollen by the scorching sun, the skin and flesh of the whole body were swollen as if they were about to crack, the face was completely dehumanized, and there was an extremely unpleasant stench all over the body, which rushed into the nose of the person with unstoppable nausea.

The man was supposed to have committed suicide, with one hand still clutching a hand, a large hole in his head, and his brain and blood had been sunburned.

Chen Tao endured the churning in his stomach, ripped his backpack from the man, and regardless of the blood stains on it, reached out and unzipped it.

Inside the bag are some expedition items, a wolf's eye flashlight, a lighter, a first aid kit, a walkie-talkie, and some food such as compressed biscuits and beef jerky.

Sock took out all these things and distributed them to the others, and then searched the pile of dried corpses. There is a shortage of materials in the desert, and it is estimated that they have long been accustomed to such things as searching for dead people's things.

Chen Tao did not participate in Soke's search, but frowned and looked at the corpse on the ground with a serious expression.

The man didn't dress like a local, he didn't look like an ordinary tourist, and if he guessed correctly, it was probably the same guy Barlohad had said had taken the old cat.

This group of people came earlier than Uncle Long and them, and even set up a burial

Fu, if the red-haired young man that Balohad said was really Yan, then this time, he must have come prepared.

"Brother Soke, you said before that you had seen an old cat taken away by a group of people, can you tell me what that group of people is like?"

"What do you ask them for?" A strange expression flashed across Sock's face.

"To tell you the truth, one of my family members is in their hands, and I came this time to save him." Chen Tao said with a serious face.

"Hmm......." Soke nodded, and finally said something that made Chen Tao a little confused.

"Those people, they're weird!"

"Weird?" Chen Tao was puzzled.

"Yes, it's just weird, weird and scary, and if we hadn't seen it with our own eyes, we couldn't believe it was something a human could do." Sock's expression became a little solemn, "Especially...... That man! ”

"That person?"

"Well, he's back again." Sock raised his head, with an inexplicable emotion in his eyes, and looked at the end of the lost city without saying a word.

"Are you talking about, which great wizard's follower?"

Looking at Suoke's somewhat heavy expression, Chen Tao instantly thought of the great wizard who was regarded as taboo by them and did not even deserve to be mentioned by name.

"Little brother Chen Tao, these were originally Tatunaan's taboos, but you saved us, according to our Tatunaan tradition, you should be respected and guarded, so it's nothing to tell you about these things."

"You don't know, Tatunaan has disappeared for thousands of years, and we, the descendants of the Guards, have also guarded here for thousands of years!"

"Generations of guards have stayed in this desert just to keep outsiders out of the Holy City. More to stop them! ”

"Them?" Chen Tao frowned and asked.

"Yes, they are!" Sok looked serious, hesitated for a long time with a calm face, and finally sighed deeply.

"I don't know exactly what happened back then, it's been too long, too long, for thousands of years we've been looking for the real reason why Tatunaan was buried. Whether it is a natural disaster or a man-made one, when Prince Ulster went on an expedition, Tatunan was so strong, but who would have thought that? ”

"On one side are the enemies who are constantly attacking, and on the other side are the homes that have suddenly disappeared, and they should have been triumphant warriors, but they have all become homeless wanderers. Prince Ulster searched almost all over the desert, and the Lord God blessed, and found a living man. ”

"Someone alive?"

"Yes, he is not a Tatunan, but a messenger from the East, and the only one who survived that disaster."

"The messenger was saved by the Holy Maiden, and then he returned with his disciples and said that he wanted to marry the Holy Maiden. The Holy Maiden was the daughter of the king, the noble princess of Tatunaan. It's just that at that time, in order to dominate the desert, the ambitious king needed a pure maiden to sacrifice to the gods in order to pray for a crusade against war

Victory. But he never thought that he would listen to the slander of the great wizard and want to sacrifice the princess as a saint to the god of war. You must know that once she becomes a saint, then she can only stay in the temple for the rest of her life, and she cannot leave the temple for half a step. ”

"Wait a minute, what's that emissary's name!" Chen Tao was shocked in his heart, how could this messenger that Soke said look so much like Qianshu Hongde!

"I don't know, his name has been forgotten." Thork shook his head.

Looking at Soke's appearance, it doesn't look like he's lying, but the messenger he said, Chen Tao has an inexplicable intuition, that person is definitely Qianshu Hongde!

"And is your holy maiden called Natisha?"

Soke was stunned for a moment, and looked at Chen Tao with some surprise: "How do you know?" ”

Sure enough!

Chen Tao clenched his fists tightly, it turned out that the old boy Qianshu Hongde wanted to see was the holy daughter of Tatunaan, no wonder he said that the woman named Natisha was in the holy city.

But.......

Didn't Qianshu Hongde say that he didn't come back until he died? Why did he become a messenger from the East and came back to propose!

"This cunning old fox of the special mother!" Chen Tao silently greeted Qianshu Hongde in his heart, and then asked:

"And who is this great wizard?"

Soke gritted his teeth and snorted coldly: "That person is a devil, he holds the divine power, not only covets the beauty of the princess, but also turns the king into a puppet!" ”

(End of chapter)