area51novel Chapter 252 Arrival at the Sand River
Chapter 252 Arrival at the Sand River
Chapter 252 Arrival at the Sand River
What a joke! What Mo Fan has in his hands isn't so easy to get back. The female mage's face turned green with anger after being verbally attacked by Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan. Only Jiang Han said he didn't curse at her. If Jiang Han had cursed at her too, the female mage would probably have exploded with anger on the spot. If it weren't for the black-bearded man behind her holding her back, she probably would have attacked Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan, those two foul-mouthed guys.
The black-bearded man, who was the team leader, did not want to fight Jiang Han and his group because he sensed a great crisis from the general-level Swift Star Wolf. If they dared to make a move, their entire team could be buried in the desert the next moment.
"Young brothers, how about this: we'll split the strange bones, blood, and skin inside Sha Xiaohu equally? After all, we did manage to wear him down for a while; otherwise, you wouldn't have gotten away with it so easily," the black-bearded man said tactfully.
Upon hearing the black-bearded man's words, Jiang Han frowned immediately. Perhaps Sha Xiaohu really was injured by them, just as he said, but so what? He couldn't even protect his own prey, so how could he have the nerve to ask them to split the spoils?
As for Mo Fan, he was equally displeased. The goods were already in his hands, yet he still wanted to split them 50/50 with him. He must be dreaming.
Before Mo Fan could start cursing again, Lingling, sitting on the back of the Swift Star Wolf, spoke up: "You've even abandoned all shame as a hunter mage! Don't you know how disgusting your behavior is? Humph!!"
"Hey, you little brat, who are you calling shameless? This prey is ours to begin with, why are you telling us to eat it in such a disgusting way? Get down here, and I'll teach you a lesson!" The dark-skinned female mage, like a cat with its fur standing on end, pointed at Lingling and started cursing.
"Want to fight? Do you want a one-on-one fight or a group brawl?" Jiang Han said indifferently.
As he spoke, Jiang Han's body lit up with moon-white starlight. Before the black-bearded man and the others could react, a spatial rift appeared in front of Jiang Han, and one after another, undead lizard-headed giant monsters stepped out of the spatial rift, including several warrior-level giant undead lizards. However, the two commander-level giant lizard pseudo-dragons were not released.
The reason for not releasing her directly was to guard against Chen Ying. Based on his vague memories of his past life, he knew that Chen Ying had a problem, so he needed to keep some backup plans. Perhaps Zhao Manyan and Mo Fan knew this, but Chen Ying didn't. If she dared to make any small moves during this training, the outcome might not be good.
"We've come according to hunters' rules, but what do you mean by letting these undead creatures surround us?" the black-bearded man said, his face grim.
"It doesn't mean anything, I'm just fulfilling your request to teach us a lesson," Jiang Han said, raising an eyebrow.
The other hunter mages following the black-bearded man all changed their expressions. What a joke! They were already lucky to avoid being taught a lesson by this kid. The female mage who had just been shouting about teaching Lingling a lesson showed fear on her face.
How could she not be terrified when surrounded by hundreds of undead lizard giants and more than a dozen warrior-level undead giant lizards?
The Sand Howling Tiger is a rather ferocious demon in the desert, but compared to undead creatures of the same level that have no sense of pain, the Sand Howling Tiger is much less of a threat. At this point, the black-bearded man and his companions no longer dared to covet the Sand Howling Tiger's blood, bones, and other materials. They directly apologized to Jiang Han and his group, and then led their hunter mages away in a sorry state.
After this incident, Jiang Han sent the undead lizard giants back to the dimensional space, but left six warrior-level undead giant lizards for transportation. Zhang Xiaohou and Zhao Manyan were quite happy to see that they had mounts and didn't have to travel on foot.
Although the undead giant lizard won't be used as a mount for long periods of time, it's still good enough to save you a few steps of walking while riding it.
Next, Jiang Han and Mo Fan rode on the back of the Undead Giant Lizard, while Lingling and Xin Xia rode on the back of the Swift Star Wolf, continuing their journey along the undulating sand. After less than half a day, Jiang Han and the others had to switch back to walking due to the magic energy. Although they had to walk again, riding the Undead Giant Lizard allowed Zhao Manyan and Mo Fan to rest for a while.
The vast desert was not endless. After traveling for about a day, Jiang Han and his group arrived at the Gobi Desert. The ground here was scattered with countless exposed rocks. On this Gobi Desert, the frequency of encountering Sand Tigers increased. They would avoid them if possible, and if they couldn't, Jiang Han would take strong action to kill them. As for the task of collecting materials such as strange bones, strange blood, and strange skin, it was Mo Fan, Zhang Xiaohou, and Zhao Manyan who were not only not complaining but also enjoying it.
How could I not be happy? The exotic bones, exotic blood, and other materials from each Sand Howling Tiger could fetch at least tens or hundreds of thousands of yuan.
Selling the unique bones and blood of a single Sand Howling Tiger might not seem like much, but what about selling a dozen or twenty?
Gradually, the group arrived at the area where the Shawang River was located. The Shawang River is a plateau river that has been dry for countless years. After years of wind and sand erosion, the river channel has become wider. Even on the map, the Shawang River looks like a long, yellowish-brown dragon lying across the land of Dunhuang. Its length is almost half of Gansu Province, and its narrowest point is more than ten kilometers long.
In the Shawang River, which runs through Gansu Province, dwells a terrifying creature: the White Sand Demon Soldiers. Standing on the raised Gobi Desert and looking ahead, one sees a dry land. It's not quite a river; it's more like a sea, slowly sinking down the raised land. The riverbed is filled with fine white silt, the thickness of which varies, rising and falling, making it look like a undulating white ocean.
"Weren't they saying this place was teeming with White Sand Demon Soldiers? Why haven't I seen a single one?" Zhang Xiaohou shielded his eyes from the glaring sunlight, standing on the raised ground and gazing down at the river.
Jiang Han glanced at the rolling white sand and mud below and said calmly, "Monkey, you should still have Sand Howling Tiger's entrails in your backpack, right? Try throwing one a distance away."
Zhang Xiaohou turned his backpack over and took out the wrapped-up internal organs of the Sand Roaring Tiger. These internal organs were left over from the extraction of strange bones and blood. He was responsible for acting as a scout in the team, so sometimes he needed to use bait to lure away unnecessary demons, and the internal organs of the Sand Roaring Tiger were the best bait.
After Zhang Xiaohou threw it with all his might into the distant Sand River, he saw the originally calm white sand suddenly explode, with countless white sand flying everywhere, and one by one, half-giant creatures, each three meters tall and wielding sand-transformed longswords, stood up from the sand waves.
They neatly surrounded the Sand Howling Tiger's entrails that Zhang Xiaohou had just thrown over. After a wary observation, they quickly turned into fine white sand grains and scattered into the Sand River. The whole process took less than a few seconds. Forty or fifty white sand demon soldiers wielding long knives suddenly surged up from a calm expanse of white sand. When the white sand demon soldiers turned back into white sand and the calm returned, everyone except Jiang Han and Lingling was dumbfounded.
"Wow, is this some kind of exaggeration? Just that one piece of internal organs and so many White Sand Demon Soldiers are gushing out! If we all walked over together, wouldn't we end up with an entire army of White Sand Demon Soldiers?" Zhang Xiaohou said, his face full of astonishment.
Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan nodded vigorously, especially Zhao Manyan, who was almost scared to death by the dozens of white sand demon soldiers.
"Let's camp and rest by the river tonight, and set off again at dawn tomorrow," Lingling suggested, sitting on the back of the Swift Star Wolf.
"Okay," Jiang Han nodded.
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