The desert teaches reverence to everyone who despises it.
This is what the guide told Galante before he entered the desert.
At the time, no one on his team was impressed, but apparently, it all worked out.
Although the rebels didn't want to kill them, they didn't want to let them go safely. They knew they couldn't survive in the desert without locals.
So, they abandoned them here.
They walked in this vast desert, with one foot deep and one foot shallow. There was nothing but sand all around. Occasionally, the breeze brought fine sand to their faces. Even with the face coverings, some flew into their eyes, making their eyes look like It's like being pricked by a needle.
Their boots were filled with sand, and the scorching sun was high in the sky, making them feel like fresh meat on the balcony about to be roasted into jerky.
Their clothes were soaked with sweat, and their skin was burned red.
They had abandoned the camels, not because they didn't want them. Those camels belonged to the guide. Once the guide died, they would not move no matter how hard they beat or scolded them.
Naturally, they couldn't bask there all day, so they chose to leave directly.
One of them sat down on the ground tiredly, picked up the water bottle on his body and poured it into his mouth, but there was no drop left in it.
But at this time, Galante handed him the kettle from one side.
"Don't you want to drink?" the man asked.
"I can still bear it." Galante said, licking his dry and cracked lips.
Although he won't die, he still has basic physiological reactions. Even if he doesn't die of thirst, he will still feel uncomfortable if he is thirsty all the time.
But at this moment, Nige sat down on the ground in despair, "We can't get out at all! We have completely lost our way. The direction is wrong, and it is useless to go any further."
Ninety-five percent of Egypt's land is desert, so if they don't find the right direction, they won't be able to get out.
"As long as we find the Nile, we can get out," Galante said.
"But who knows if we are going in this direction?"
Simon wiped his sweat and walked over, "If our army loses its way, we usually wait until night and use the North Star to judge. Therefore, we may be able to find a place with shade and wait until night."
Galante thought for a moment, "Maybe this is the only way."
"Huhuhu~"
The wind blowing around became more and more crazy, and there was a whistling sound in my ears, and some wind and sand were rolling around.
Galante seemed to have noticed something and raised his head slightly. In an unknown distance, countless sand and rocks were rolled up tens of meters high to form several terrifying tornadoes.
Countless sand and dust formed a huge wall, and it was so dark that the entire desert was like a quilt, lifted up with an absolute force, sweeping towards them like a tsunami.
The rest of the team looked a little blank.
Nige's face turned pale as a sheet at that moment.
“Sandstorm!
Run! ! ! "
He shouted in horror, turned around and ran, but the sand under his feet was too soft. He ran too fast, missed his footing and rolled down the side of the hill.
"Nig!" Galante called his name, and he half ran and half slid down the slope, then helped him up, "How are you?"
"I'm fine."
The sand was soft, so he was fine except for eating some sand, but soon he reacted and shouted in horror.
"Run quickly!"
Several people in this team kept running wildly in a certain direction, trying to find a bunker, but what was desperate was that apart from the occasional rolling hills, there was no bunker at all.
The speed of the sandstorm behind them was very fast, and some sand and stones slapped their faces crazily, causing burning pain.
Galante 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."
Galante didn't know how to save himself in a sandstorm. He had never encountered these things before, but he could still use his brain.
Nige also reacted. He obviously realized that they could not escape the sandstorm. He recalled it.
"Yep!
Gather together, all lie on the ground, covering their mouths and noses! "
The most terrifying thing about sandstorms is not the strong wind, but the sand stirred up by the strong wind. Under the action of the strong wind, these sands can penetrate almost everywhere and fly into the eyes and nose. The turbulent sand and stones can also easily blow away People bury them,
Many people who died due to sandstorms mostly died of suffocation.
They hugged each other and lay on the ground, waiting for the sandstorm to come. Everyone could feel the fear in their companions on both sides.
The sand in the distance looked like an ancient giant beast, swallowing up everything in its path and taking away their lives.
"Galant!" Simon, who was lying on the ground, shouted, "We are going to die, can you tell me the truth now?"
"What truth?" Galante said.
"Are you immortal or not?" Simon asked, "I have always suspected that you are using a trick to deceive William I, but I have never known what your method is."
"This, I can tell you responsibly, I am indeed immortal." Galante said.
"Is that so?" Simon whispered softly.
"However, my immortality does not come from Egypt." Galante said solemnly, "I also want to find the origin of my ability. There is something about death and resurrection in Egyptian legends. I think I may find it. something."
The sandstorm was getting closer and closer, and the surrounding sand was hitting them like pebbles. They could no longer open their eyes, because as soon as they opened their eyes, countless sand would fly in.
They could only cover their mouths and noses with masks.
"Do you know why I had to come to the desert to find those people?"
The whistling sound of the wind and sand became louder and louder, and Galant had to increase his voice.
“I once entered a mysterious tavern by chance, and that was my first meeting with that person.
He was the owner of that tavern, and because of something, he made a bet with a bartender in that tavern about how long I would live before I got bored.
Then I gained this ability. "
Simon opened his eyes suddenly, but had to close them quickly because of the sand and stones around him. The eyebrows of the other people around him also raised slightly, and they seemed to be extremely shocked.
Simon covered his mouth with a towel, and because of the howling of the wind around him, he subconsciously increased his voice.
"Just because I made a bet, I will make you immortal!?"
Although the people around him couldn't speak, the shock in their hearts was no greater than Simon's.
"I thought there might be other reasons, but I didn't realize it until yesterday. That was just what I took for granted." Galante said in a low voice, "I didn't know the real name of the bartender until not long ago."
Nige on one side seemed to realize something, and his breathing stopped slightly.
"Dionysus." Galant said the name.
I don't know if it was because of the wind and sand around, but Simon's breathing was also a little blocked.
"However, Dionysus is just the bartender of that store, and that person is the real boss." Galante said in a low voice.
“I don’t know who he is, but what I do know is that it is an existence that we cannot imagine and reach.
What He gives at will is enough to change a person’s destiny.”
Simon could no longer speak, because the storm had already come to their side, and countless wind and sand submerged them, as if they were falling into the deep sea.
Countless sand and stones gave no room for people to breathe, even if they tried hard to cover their eyes and noses, even if they tried to slow down their breathing.
These windy sands still ignored these things and got in through any gaps on their faces.
The wind and sand slapped on their bodies like knives, and they felt as if countless knives were cutting wounds on their bodies one by one.
Time seemed to be delayed infinitely at this moment, and every moment was torture. The wind and sand quickly buried them, and even piled them higher and higher.
But whether it was an illusion or not, they felt that the earth seemed to be shaking faintly, and the shaking sound was getting louder and louder.
It wasn't until a certain point that they felt that something huge was slowly approaching.
These people lying on the ground thought that it was a symbol of death.
The violent vibration knocked the sand and rocks off their bodies, and they felt that the wind and sand were gradually stopping, no longer as turbulent as before.
After about a few minutes, Galante and others had 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, endless yellow sand filled the sky, flying around, like a tsunami sweeping everything around.
But inside this sandstorm, there was a vacuum area with them as the center, without sand and storms.
No, not centered around them.
They slowly raised their heads and looked at the giant thing directly opposite them.
It was a giant beast forcibly pieced together from steel, wood and soil. The lush shrubs on it were so out of place compared to this barren desert.
The mechanical feet under his feet supported this giant beast very well.
If you look carefully, you can see many house features on this giant beast, such as roofs, windows, and chimneys, and the chimneys even spew black smoke.
Behind the giant beast, there is a small courtyard. The courtyard is still lush green, and there are two rocking chairs on the meticulously maintained lawn.
Xia Ya just lay on the couch, quietly admiring the sandstorm around him.
The surrounding sandstorms give people a sense of doom, but the area centered on this giant beast is as peaceful as spring.
(End of chapter)
