The desert will teach everyone who despises it to learn to be in awe.

This is what Gallant told him before he entered the desert.

At the time, none of his team thought about it, but apparently, everything worked out.

The rebels didn't want to kill them, but they didn't want to let them go safely, knowing that they couldn't survive in the desert without the natives.

So, they abandoned them here.

They walked in the vast desert, one foot deep and the other shallow, surrounded by sand and sand, and occasionally the breeze brought up fine sand to their faces, and even with a face towel to cover them, some flew into their eyes, making their eyes hurt as if they had been pricked by needles.

Their boots were already full of sand, and the scorching sun hung high in the sky, making them feel like fresh meat on the balcony about to be roasted to jerky.

Their clothes were soaked with sweat, and their skin was red from the sea.

The camels had been abandoned by them, not because they didn't want them, but because they were guides, and when the guides died, they wouldn't move, no matter how much they beat and scolded.

Naturally, it was impossible for them to bask there for a day, so they chose to leave directly.

One of them sat down on the floor a little tired, picked up the jug and poured it into his mouth, but there was not a drop in it.

But then, Gallant handed him the kettle from one side.

"Aren't you drinking?" The man asked.

"I can bear it." Gallant said as he licked his cracked lips.

Although he won't die, he still has basic physiological reactions, and even if he won't die of thirst, it will be very uncomfortable to be thirsty all the time.

But at this moment, Nigg sat on the ground in despair, "I can't get out at all!" We have completely lost our way, in the wrong direction, and it is useless to go any further. ”

Ninety-five percent of Egypt is desert, so they can't get out unless they find the right direction.

"We just need to find the Nile and we can get out." Gallant said.

"But who knows if we're going in this direction?"

Simon wiped his sweat and walked over, "If our army is lost, it will generally wait until the evening, judging by the North Star, so we may be able to find a place to provide shade until the evening." ”

Gallant thought for a moment, "Maybe that's all it could be." ”

"Huhuhu~"

The wind blowing around was gradually frenzied, and there was a whistling sound in my ears, and a little wind and sand were churning around it.

Gallant seemed to sense something, raised his head slightly, and in the distance, he didn't know how far away, countless sand and stones were rolled up dozens of meters high to form several terrifying tornadoes,

Countless sands and dust formed a huge wall, black and oppressive, and the whole desert was lifted up with absolute force like a quilt, sweeping towards them like a tsunami.

The rest of the team looked a little distracted.

's face was as pale as paper in that moment.

"Sandstorm!

Come on!!! ”

He shouted in terror and turned to run, but the sand under his feet was so soft that he ran too fast, and he rolled down the hillside on one side of the hill with one foot in the air.

"Nalgae!" Gallant called his name, and he slid down the ramp half-slippery before helping him up, "How are you?" ”

"I'm fine."

The sand was soft, so he didn't have much trouble other than eating some sand, but soon, he reacted and shouted in horror.

"Run!"

Several members of the team ran straight in one direction, trying to find cover, but to their despair, there was no cover except for the occasional rolling hills.

The speed of the sandstorm behind them was very fast, and some of the sand and stones had been frantically slapping on their faces, and it hurt fiercely.

Gallant gritted his teeth and shouted to the people around him, "Everyone come here, let's hug each other in a circle and add a little weight." ”

Gallant didn't know how to save himself from a sandstorm, things he had never encountered before, but he still used his brain.

reacted, and he apparently realized that they couldn't escape the sandstorm at all, he recalled.

"Yes, yes!

Gather together, lie on the ground, cover your mouth and nose! ”

The most terrible thing about sandstorms is not the wind, but the wind and sand that are lifted by the wind, which are almost pervasive under the action of the wind, and will fly into the eyes, fly into the nose, and the raging sand and gravel can also easily bury people.

Many of those who die from sandstorms mostly die of suffocation.

They lay on the ground in their arms, waiting for the sandstorm to fall, and everyone could feel the fear in their companions on either side.

Approaching the sand in the distance resembles an ancient beast, devouring everything in its path and taking their lives.

"Gallant!" Simon, who was lying on the ground, shouted, "We're going to die, can you tell me the truth now?" ”

"What truth?" Gallant Road.

"Are you immortal?" Simon said, "I've always suspected that you were using a trick to deceive William I, but I never knew what your methods were. ”

"At this point, I can tell you very responsibly that I am indeed immortal." Gallant said.

"Is that so," Simon muttered in a low voice.

"However, my immortality did not come from Egypt." Gallant said in a deep voice, "I also want to find the root of my ability, there are places of death and resurrection in Egyptian legends, and I think I might find something." ”

The sandstorm was getting closer and closer, and the sand around them was beating on them like stones, and they couldn't open their eyes anymore, because as soon as they did, countless sand flew in.

They could only cover their mouths and noses with face towels.

"You know, why did I have to come to the desert to find those people?"

The whirring of wind and sand grew louder and louder, and Gallant had to raise his voice.

"I once entered a mysterious tavern by chance, and that was the first time I met that person.

He was the owner of the tavern, and for some reason, he made a bet with a bartender in the tavern that I would get bored of how long I lived.

Then, I gained that ability. ”

Simon's eyes widened violently, but because of the sand and gravel around him, he had to quickly close them, and the eyebrows of the rest of the people around him also raised slightly, and it seemed that they were also extremely shocked.

Simon covered his mouth with a face towel, and he subconsciously raised his voice because of the howling of the wind around him.

"Just because of a bet, you won't grow old and die!?"

Although the people around them couldn't speak, the shock in their hearts was no greater than Simon's.

"I thought there might be something else, but I didn't find out until yesterday. That's just a matter of course. "It wasn't until a while ago that I learned the bartender's real name." ”

on one side seemed to realize something, and his breathing stalled slightly.

"Dionysus." Gallant uttered the name.

I don't know if it's because of the wind and sand around him, Simon's breathing is also a little blocked.

"However, Dionysus is only the bartender of that shop, and that person is the real owner." Gallant said in a deep voice.

"I don't know who he is, but what I do know is that it's something we can't imagine, it's unattainable.

What He gives at will is enough to change a person's fate."

Simon could no longer speak, for the storm had come to their side, and countless winds and sand had submerged them as if they had fallen into the depths of the sea.

The countless sands and gravel didn't give people room to breathe at all, even though they had tried to cover their eyes and noses, even if they had tried to slow down their breathing.

The wind and sand still ignored these things, burrowing through any gap in their faces.

The wind and sand slammed down on them like knives, and they felt as if there were countless knives cutting wounds at them.

Time seemed to be infinitely delayed at this moment, and every moment was torment, and the wind and sand quickly buried them, and even piled them up higher and higher.

But I don't know if it's an illusion, they feel that the earth seems to be shaking faintly, and the vibration is getting louder and louder.

It wasn't until a certain point that they felt as if some behemoth was slowly approaching.

The people lying on the ground thought several times that it was a symbol of the appearance of the Grim Reaper.

The violent shaking shook the sand and gravel off their bodies, and they felt that the wind and sand were gradually stopping, no longer as turbulent as before.

It took about a few minutes for Gallant and the others to have the courage to slowly open their eyes.

But the scene in front of them made their pupils shrink slightly.

The wind and sand never stopped, and the endless yellow sand was flying all around, sweeping everything around like a tsunami.

But inside this sandstorm, they form a vacuum area with no wind and sand and no storms around them.

No, not centered on them.

They slowly raised their heads and looked at the giant object directly across from them.

It was a beast of steel, wood, and dirt, and its lush shrubs were out of place in the barren desert.

The mechanical feet under his feet supported the giant beast well.

If you look closely, you can see many of the features of the house on the beast, such as the roof, windows, and chimney, and the chimney even bellows black smoke.

Behind the beast, there was a small courtyard, which was still lush green, and there were two rocking chairs on the meticulously tended lawn.

Char just lay on the chaise longue, quietly admiring the sandstorm around her.

The surrounding sandstorms give people a sense of apocalypse, but the area centered on this giant beast is as peaceful as spring

(End of chapter)