Time goes back to a year ago...
Yellow sand!
heat!
The yellow sand blocks out the sky!
High-temperature airflow that robs all moisture!
There is also the sun hanging in the sky, ravaging this land with infinite light and heat!
desert!
This is the end of the forest and the riverbed, a restricted area where life cannot stop, but among countless legends, countless rare treasures and ancient secrets are also buried here!
At least, that's what treasure hunters believe!
"York, my dear Archmage York, please cast a cooling spell! Isn't your mother a noble elf?"
"Faret, the powerful warrior Faret! Are you lame? How can you walk slower than me!"
"Kerr! The great Valkyrie Kerr! When I defeat you one day, can you consider divorcing your useless husband so that I can have a chance to be favored by you?"
At this moment, a lonely figure was sitting between the thin humps, wandering like a lonely ghost in the gap between the wind, sand and scorching sun. The oncoming hot wind had blown the man's tongue like a dry riverbed, but it still couldn't stop the endless thoughts in his mouth.
This poor man who got lost in the sandstorm was named He Lun. In the past, He Lun was not so downtrodden. He was once a powerful nomad and even a powerful treasure hunter!
However, when the treasure hunter team, originally composed of four people, was fooled by the tavern owner's wild treasure story and lost their way, the treasure hunters decided to set off from the village in the far east of Staffgard to the east and challenge This desert called "Tanan", vowed to find the legendary treasure in this desert.
Among the stories of countless ancestors of Staffgard, Tanan is the most special ancestor. He is called an immortal hero. His story spans the former Erathia. After the Day of Reckoning, he came to this Tarnan in the plane even cultivated the current king of Staffgard, Wozak, who is known as the greatest barbarian in history!
The story about the immortal hero Tanan could not be told in three days and three nights. His long and great life was filled with twists and turns and sufferings, and this desert that was given the name of Tanan lived up to its name. The name of length and suffering!
The treasure team that He Lun belongs to is not a rookie from a novice village, but a real strong alliance. The four of them are all well-known strong men in Staffgard, and the arrogance in their hearts is as high as the sky. !
result……
Facts have proved that all living things are so insignificant in the face of the power of nature!
After experiencing months of water shortage, exposure to the sun, and the occasional occurrence of sandstorms, quicksand traps, and even aboriginal creatures such as giant sandworms, other members of the treasure hunter team fell one after another in this area. Among the yellow sand, only He Lun is left, surviving until now.
In order to bring the treasure back to the world, the treasure hunter was finally buried in the endless sea of sand with the treasure, which can be regarded as a "death worthy".
Wandering alone in the boundless sea of sand, He Lun's spirit and body have reached the limit. If he stops talking about something, I am afraid that this loneliness alone will swallow up the last of He Lun's sanity.
at this time……
"Can you hear me... Reaper warriors, as well as retired ex-soldiers!... Vampire forces have penetrated into every corner... Humanity's strongest and last line of defense, the Watchers, have been completely reduced to lackeys... If you desire true justice and expel these aliens... Yuan Kaijun welcomes you to join, and the world stage welcomes you to join!"
The intermittent sounds came from a wooden wardrobe half-hidden in the yellow sand. The wooden boards of the wardrobe had been riddled with holes by the wind and sand, and the Chinese clothes inside were also cracked into long and thin strips.
However, among the sparse fragments of cloth, a strange iron block inlaid with a luminous crystal piece caught He Lun's attention. Obviously, the iron piece was the source of the sounds of those mysterious languages, and on that crystal piece, there were ever-changing The strange light patterns are constantly flashing with the changes of the sound.
Ho Lun could not understand these languages, but even with Ho Lun's knowledge, he could see that this strange piece of iron was extraordinary. Whether it was texture or function, it was definitely not something that could be found in the continent of Exios.
He Lun boldly guessed that this yuemo was an alchemy tool made by some archmage. If so, this piece of iron was one of the rare high-priced trophies he gained during his trip!
"York, Farrett, Kerr, bless me to make a lot of money, and bless me to survive!"
Carefully wrapping this strange piece of iron in his luggage, He Lun once again sat on the skinny hump and continued his lonely and long adventure.
The sun rises and sets, the blood moon hangs on the branches, the sand dunes exude a quiet light, the starry sky shines with eternal brilliance, the heat of the day gradually recedes, the cold wind blows slowly at night, walking on the sand dunes, the Milky Way fills the sky Like the throne of the gods, it quietly overlooks this tiny desert.
Under the beautiful scenery, dangers abound!
He Lun was naturally aware of this danger. He Lun had witnessed half of his partner's body being torn apart and swallowed by the abyss-like mouthparts of a giant sandworm. Every time he thought of that scene, he always gritted his teeth and trembled unconsciously. .
He Lun tensed his nerves and moved forward, persisting until the camel under him could no longer hold on, until the water bag around his waist was empty, until his limbs lost strength and his eyes went black.
Until there was a sound coming from far and near...
"Chief, a nomad was found in the sand dunes! He is still alive. This is truly the blessing of our ancestors!"
"Our encounter with him was also the guidance of our ancestors. The lives of our fellow tribesmen must be saved, so take him with you!"
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