"Damn it, when I walk out of the desert, I must soak myself in the water for three days and three nights. I can't stand it anymore and haven't taken a shower for three months."

"Smell the fragrance of my armpit."

"Boom!!!"

"Damn, what?! Earthquake?"

"Is there any volcanic eruption in the desert?"

Just as the few were talking and playing, a strange noise came from the direction of the dunes facing the sunny slope. The Berber, who was less than 20 years old and had a lot of experience, stood up loyally.

He has been traveling through the desert with his family since he was a child, eating and sleeping with the yellow sand, but he has never heard the loud noise like before after so many years.

"Don't worry, we have locals as guides here, so it's safe."

"that is……"

"Aba!"

Guide Berber suddenly jumped from the sand dunes, looking back at the Sahara adventurer in horror, and at the same time, he pointed his fingers in a panic.

On the other side of the dune, something horrible seemed to be coming.

"Aba, right?!"

Teammates who are proficient in multilingualism looked at the Berber guide in confusion. This guide could earn a considerable income after more than 100 days. Logically speaking, even if a sandstorm is coming, the well-trained guide will not panic.

"What is the guide talking about?"

"He said..." his teammate frowned and was shocked for a few times. He didn't know how to speak. The words of the guide gave him a headache. The guide wouldn't have had hysteria in the desert.

"The devil appears."

"devil?"

"It's a sandstorm."

Although he is in the Sahara Desert and is divided into two worlds, the religions believed in throughout the continent of Aphilica are all common in religious words such as Abrahamic religion, devil, and angels.

Several travelers who were not afraid of trouble stood up and walked towards the dunes curiously.

"devil!"

The few people who climbed the dune first screamed in horror, which scared the others behind him and almost couldn't help but curse.

But after climbing the sand dune, the words of cursing were suppressed by fear, and everyone looked at the yellow sand world in the distance with cold hands and feet.

Under the scorching sun, the sun that can kill people cannot bring warmth to the body.

"What is that..."

The head traveler stared straight, his mouth wide and looked ahead in horror. His fragile views were extremely violently impacted.

The blue sky and fine sand yellow intertwined into the main color of the desert. In the center of this yellow sand world, a terrifying monster dozens of meters tall stood in the golden yellow.

Just like an indescribable object spliced ​​in Cthulhu mythology, the monster's body includes different signs of humans, cows, sheep, camels, and even scorpions, but there is no fur, no exoskeleton, and only flowing yellow sandy arms, which is terrifying and terrifying.

It slowly moved in the sea of ​​sand, and its huge body brought the oppression of death.

Although it is not as tall as a famous mountain of thousands of meters, the yellow sand monster can bring people phobia more.

“There are really devils in the Sahara Desert…”

The folk legends of tribes around the desert all have horror descriptions of the Sahara, such as the sky fire falling down to burn the ground, forming an incomparable fire hell, or the legend is that there are human-eating demons under the golden sand in the depths of the Sahara. Just like the Great River civilization, they all record floods, and the natural environment and production conditions determine mythical memory.

The development of modern technology has long broken the imagination caused by backward productivity, but the appearance of the yellow sand monster at this moment has made several travelers who are extremely determined to science rub their eyes in disbelief.

After all, when they set out from the outside world, they had not heard of any messy supernatural events.

Not to mention that the island country has openly admitted that supernatural emergence, and suspected incidents have also occurred around the world.

"Aba."

The Berber guide knelt on the yellow sand and worshiped the monster. Even if the words in his mouth were not translated, the adventure traveler could roughly guess the meaning of the words.

Because at this moment, they also felt that they wanted to kneel down.

The hot yellow sand seemed to be the monster's bathhouse. It controlled the yellow sand wildly and rolled up, cleaning the dirt on its body. The world was stirred up and strange phenomena appeared.

"Ah, take a picture, I have to take a picture, mine."

A traveler carrying a heavy SLR screamed, panickedly finding the equipment from his bag and aimed at the yellow sand monster in the distance. He was so excited that his whole body was trembling, his hands couldn't stop trembling, and the camera could not help but admit his weakness in anti-shake.

"Click!"

Continuous shooting, the camera focused lens turns on the continuous shooting mode. Under the technology developed by humans for instant art, every detail of the yellow sand monster is vividly remembered.

"Don't attract monsters!"

"I don't want to die."

Several teammates rushed over in panic. The photographer was desperate. What else would you take pictures at such a critical moment? Isn’t you afraid of damaging them all to death?

"Hey! Aba!"

The more attack was the Berber guide, who threw himself at the photographer with his teeth and claws, and cursed the dirty words with excitement.

The monster that suddenly appeared was a god in the desert. These rude outsiders actually wanted to take pictures of the god's magnificence, which was unbearable!

Even if I don’t want the money this time, I will beat this guy up.

Gods should not be looked directly at, gods should not be shaped, gods should not be depicted. It seems that humans use their own heads to understand the taboos of creating gods.

The expensive camera fell into the yellow sand, the guide and the photographer wrestled together, and several travelers quickly stepped forward to pull up the frame. How could they fight in such a crisis?

"roar!"

The yellow sand monster dozens of meters high suddenly roared.

The people who fought together were trembling in horror and immediately realized that it was not the time to fight in the nest. They were lying carefully on the dunes watching the attack of the yellow sand monster.

The monster's belly suddenly swelled, and he spit out a wind bullet from his bloody mouth.

The wind bomb is invisible, but the rolled yellow sand and the gravel blown by it have substance.

The huge wind bomb hit the sand dunes in the distance, and the harsh sound of bombing made people tremble.

A small sand dune was instantly blown away halfway, and hitting the skyscrapers was another 911 tragedy.

The blown sand dunes formed a storm all over the sky, and it was a natural disaster-level attack.

"This is simply a sandstorm. It just creates a terrifying sandstorm, which is too powerful."

Three camels were restless and restless, and two camels spread their four legs in panic, screaming and running in the desert.

There are important materials on the hump!

"No! You can't let this end run away!"

He didn't have time to worry about the yellow sand monsters in the distance, and didn't care about the gravel that was blown on his body like a knife. The strong captain raised his muscles and grabbed the reins of the last batch of camels.

The yellow sand monsters attacked the sand dunes one after another, forcibly changing the desert surface.
Chapter completed!