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On the ground, however, there is a mixture of gold and red, and the long afterimages stretched from behind the sand dunes are intertwined to render a thick ink color comparable to an oil painting.

Drake woke up from the teleportation vertigo and saw such an image, and after a brief pause, he quickly stood up alertly and surveyed his surroundings.

Drake has the same moves, as well as the same players around him who have passed through the time tunnel to come to this world.

It was a sea of sand as far as the eye could see, at least as far as everyone could see, and there was nothing but golden sand.

"What a desolate desert ......"

One player suddenly exclaimed, and the surrounding players echoed and agreed.

Drake didn't speak, but he agreed with the player's words in his heart, the desert in front of him was indeed a bit desolate.

Experienced explorers know that ordinary deserts, although also known as forbidden areas for life, are actually not short of creatures to survive.

In addition to camels, pit vipers and gerbils with many species, there are also many insects and reptiles hidden under the sand layer in the desert.

Although some of these creatures will also become a threat to the life of explorers, more of them will become the source of life for explorers to sustain their survival.

But the desert beneath the player's feet now ......

But the silence and desolation are a bit excessive!

Although he is not an extraordinary person who specializes in perception, Drake can still feel that in the sand under his feet, not even the slightest fluctuation of life does not exist.

Feeling the heat transmitted from the bottom of his boots to his body, Drake couldn't help frowning slightly, but he vaguely guessed in his heart why the desert under his feet was so desolate.

Looking at the sky, it is now approaching evening in the Otherworld, and the temperature on the surface of the desert has dropped a lot compared to the daytime, but the remaining residual heat still makes Drake and other players with extraordinary power feel a little unbearable, so you can see how high the temperature in this desert is during the day.

Aside from the otherworldly creatures, Drake had a hard time believing that normal creatures could survive in this desert.

"This is a real forbidden area of life!"

Drake thought so, but his mind was a little more dangerous than this desert.

Retracting his gaze from afar, Drake's attention finally shifted to the "companion" beside him.

In this unfamiliar environment, teamwork is undoubtedly the best option.

It's just-

"Only fifteen?"

Drake swept away, and the number of players around him was already clear, but this number was far from the total number, but he couldn't help frowning again.

"Teleport immediately......"

Although he had expected this to happen, Drake couldn't help but feel depressed after it actually happened. Especially when he realizes that none of these players around him are his former teammates.

What a bad start!

Drake thought to himself.

……

Appearing in the desert is nothing, players have already prepared for all the environments they may encounter after entering the Atlas, and the desert environment is naturally one of them. But the unexpected teleportation completely disrupted all of Drake's previous plans.

As a player ranked forty-fifth in the power list of the city of reincarnation, Drake is also a relatively high existence among players in the second tier. But what he is most commable for is not his strength, but his connections and organizational skills.

Almost half of the top 100 players on the power list of the City of Reincarnation have a good relationship with him.

The main purpose of this otherworldly exploration mission is to collect all kinds of information from the otherworld, so in order to maximize the harvest in this mission, Drake used his connections and organizational power to connect a temporary alliance among the players who passed the selection this time.

Although not everyone sold his face, and Drake also had requirements for the strength of the alliance members, there were nearly thirty players who finally decided to join the Drake Temporary Alliance.

It's just that what makes Drake feel depressed is that the alliance he managed to organize with great difficulty turned out that none of the alliance members teleported with him after arriving in the other world, resulting in most of his plans being aborted at the beginning.

But at this point, Drake can only accept this reality.

The separation from his teammates did not dampen Drake's confidence, and with his excellent communication skills and organizational skills, he quickly reunited his team among the players around him.

Of course, things can go so smoothly, in addition to the players' instinctive uneasiness about this strange desert and their desire to huddle together for warmth, it also has a lot to do with Drake's strength being the strongest among everyone.

After all, strength can still play a decisive role in the vast majority of cases.

Seeing that it was not early, everyone did not stay in place for long. Compared to the desert heat during the day, the night is undoubtedly more suitable for traveling.

A few hours later.

Drake and his party trudged through the sea of sand with some difficulty, in this sea of sand that is somewhat similar to the environment of the earth's desert, but the severity is far more than that of the earth's desert, even if everyone is an extraordinary person with far more physical strength than ordinary people, there is something to be done.

The soft and weak sand under their feet makes it necessary for everyone to spend more effort to pull out their legs and feet with every step.

Fortunately, the temperature in the desert is much lower than it was a few hours ago. Although the chill that permeated the surface of the sand was a little unbearable, it made everyone's almost dry bodies barely able to lock in the last bit of moisture.

"Captain, are we going in the wrong direction? How does it feel to go deeper and deeper into the desert? ”

After walking for another half an hour in the direction of the setting sun, a white man with a shiny head and short brown hair beside Drake finally couldn't help but speak.

"If we go on like this, even if we are transcendent...... I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on anymore......"

Drake frowned, turned his head to scan his teammates around him, and when he found that everyone had exhausted expressions on their faces, the pressure on his heart was even heavier.

In fact, a few hours ago, Drake vaguely guessed that he and the others might be going in the wrong direction, heading deeper into the desert. It's just that I've come so far, and it's really unrealistic to change the direction and move forward.

When there is no creature around him to judge the direction, Drake can only choose to make mistakes and go all the way to the end!