After leaving the Rock Valley called Home again, Kasha felt mixed feelings.

There is both reluctance and concern for the family, as well as confusion and anxiety about the future. All kinds of thoughts cannot be described.

Under the tall shadow of Nathers, Kasha kept thinking and absent-mindedly, letting Kahn walk a while before she noticed that their route had shifted.

The tombs of the emperors are deep in the desert. Shouldn't they go west? But Nathus is actually leading them to the north.

"Your Excellency, it seems that we are not going to the emperor's tomb directly, right?"

"The Ascension Bloodline is now in Nash Lame, let's go find her first." Nathus said without looking back, step by step with the bronze battle axe wrapped in rag strips.

"So Shiville is in the north..." Kasha then realized that, and then heard Kahn hug her tightly and lean over and say, "If Taliyah has returned from practicing in Frelljod, then she will most likely visit Schlieyah when she docked in Nashrame. At that time, we just need to ask Schlieyah to know whether Taliyah has returned."

"Yeah." Finally, there was good news that cheered Kasha up. She looked down at the long yellow sand that extended from under her feet to the sky, and the footprints left by Nathers, and suddenly blinked at Kahn: "Your Majesty seems to have been here all the way, but we shouldn't walk over directly like this, right?"

"It shouldn't be necessary. The Grand Secretary should take care of the feelings of us mortals."

Kahn said it loudly. Although Nathus did not turn around, his pointed ears moved like an antenna, revealing the fact that he had received Kahn's hint.

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While passing by, Harisse, the three of them saw a team from afar. They stirred up sand and dust while walking, making Kahn think he had encountered a huge nomadic tribe.

I thought Kahn was quite happy when he saw people, and he fantasized that the chief of the nomadic tribe would be shocked when he saw Nathus. After paying respects, he offered the totem beast Scarash with gratitude to them as a mount. Then he let him tell them that the couple no longer had to walk on the soft sand.

Nathers had a big step, and even if both of them were struggling to keep up with him.

It was only after he saw the mounts of these people clearly that he realized that the visitor was not good.

This team is not as large as you think, with only a few dozen people, but they are all bloodthirsty warriors, ferocious.

The mounts under them were sand tigers and lizards. These huge reptile beasts were full of long and sharp teeth, and their bodies were covered with hard scales from the wind and sun. Their bulging belly almost drooped to the ground, and were eroded by wind and sand. The tails were sweeping around the sand in the fierce running, stirring up sand and dust in the sky.

These sand tiger lizards are actually the giant sand crocodile that Kahn and Kahsha talked about that day. The long pointed kiss can stuff a whole adult. Kahn later talked to Kahsardin and then learned that people call this thing Sand tiger no matter how it is called a crocodile.

Although it is strange why crocodiles are called lizards, considering that there are few specialized biologists in the world, there is nothing to worry about. Otherwise, if you really have to be serious, the classification of void creatures can drive people crazy.

The group of soldiers also discovered three people.

They used a long whip made of bones to beat the sand tiger under them and rushed towards the location where the three of them were. The bloodthirsty desire drove the sand tiger to run forward. The running giant crocodile was like a rail-sliding death train. The rumbling sound deep in their throats gradually became irritable because they saw the meat!

"Stop!" The leader hunters issued a command, and the hunters pulled the iron spike collars on the neck of the sand tiger with force. The iron chains tied to them were straightened, and the needle tip on the inside of the collar pierced the tender flesh in the throat, subduing desire with pain.

These hunters used this method to control these giant beasts. In order to reduce the pain, the sand tiger raised its upper body high, then fell heavily, and rushed on the sand, causing a large area of ​​sand and dust to blow towards the three of them. Then they also "concerned" and let out a deafening roar at them. The bloody roar with the smell of rotten flesh immediately blew away the dust surrounding them.

"Hahaha!"

The hunters laughed ungracefully and were complacent about their success in their capture, but they didn't know that this move had angered those they shouldn't have messed with.

Kahn clenched his fists angrily. He saw that Kahsha's hair had been blown by the wind, and countless grains of sand were mixed inside, making her look unkempt. She didn't leave any face, so don't blame him for tearing her face off.

Just as Kahn was about to step forward and tear all the hunters apart, Nathers in front of him reached out and stopped him. The ascenator seemed to have something to say.

"There are three people in total..." The mount was ordered to stop, and the leader hunter looked at the three of them with a scrutiny, stretched out a claw to touch the head of the mount below: "It's just right to feed Makara."

Unexpectedly, the hunter was a Vastaya.

He was half a piece taller than the big man beside him, and he was huge, with a lion-like head like a huge rock, full of bulging muscles. He had a long mane, and each braid was decorated with steel ropes and amulets.

Just looking at the body shape, Vastaya's height no longer belongs to Nathus in normal form, and it is not surprising that he was mistaken for the Ascenator.

And Makara is the giant under him. The sand tiger is forty feet long, covering all of its sharp edges from three heads to one tail. All its eyes emitted hungry light, like a pool of dark asphalt. The giant skull is long kissed, with a full mouth full of hooks and sharp teeth, and can swallow a horse in one bite.

The sand tiger roared and whispered, and its three mouths were all opened to its maximum. There was a lot of carrion hanging in the gaps of rows of yellowed fangs, and its wet pink throat was facing the three of them.

Three bloody mouths correspond to three people, just as the Vastalya leader hunter said. This sand tiger is also the most powerful predator in the sand tiger group. All the other sand tigers must wait for it to eat, and the three people are obviously not enough to get the gap between their teeth, so the other sand tigers don't want to get leftovers from their mouths.

Facing these group of sand tiger riders, Nathus was not afraid at all and asked in a divine tone.

"Who are you?" Nathers's voice was low and hoarse, and he also had a straight voice.

"Have you heard of the Shaksha Gang? It's the Shaksha Gang who uses the hunting of Shakhari robbers as a pastime, catches prisoners and feeds Shahu!" A hunter next to Vastaya grinned and intimidated that he was the second in command of the Shaksha Gang. His explanation was unscathing, and his kindness to the dying people.

What he said is true. The prey of this bandit group is all humans encountered in the desert. Whether it is a commercial vehicle convoy or another group of bandits, as long as they cannot escape their hunting, they will all be buried in the mouth of the sand tiger.
Chapter completed!