Don't Mess with That Dragon-Chapter 603 - 54: Sand Bandits Attack

The other side.

The caravan traveled safely along the way. Occasionally, a few sand wolves attacked, but they were all slain by the mercenaries in the team, causing little trouble for the caravan.

The peaceful journey slightly calmed Li Xin's anxious heart, it seemed like this 800-mile desert wasn't as dangerous as imagined.

However, soon,

reality gave him a slap.

The next day, as the caravan was advancing,

a black sandstorm rolled in from afar, covering the entire landscape, the terrifying sandstorm almost covered half the sky.

The caravan quickly found a nearby Gobi under the leader's direction,

setting camp against a desert tree that had been growing for who knows how many years, using it to fend off the wild, unparalleled black desert storm.

But before the caravan could set up camp, the experienced Mercenary Captain sensed something was wrong, suddenly dropping to the ground, pressing against the Gobi sand with a solemn expression listening for something.

In the desert, the sand is loose, and any sound from afar is greatly diminished.

But this also meant,

if a sound could be heard from the desert Gobi, it meant something significant was happening far away.

The Mercenary Captain, with his extremely keen hearing, heard the vibrations on the desert Gobi!

"Not good! Sand pirates are attacking! Prepare defenses immediately!!!"

The Mercenary Captain's usually rough voice became extremely sharp at this moment!

Boom!!!

The black sandstorm roared in, and aside from a few seasoned veterans, some young martial artists were directly pushed back several steps, in the vast sandstorm, vision and hearing were greatly deprived.

And at this moment, the rumbling sound of iron hooves came, a large army of sand pirates riding black-scaled horses charged in, using the black storm as cover, like an iron-armored torrent!

Vast and unstoppable!

"Be careful! Use the camel beast for defense!!!"

The Mercenary Captain's eyes widened with fury, shouting hoarsely.

And at this moment,

the vast army of sand pirates had already charged in within a few breaths!

Boom!!!

The terrifying iron-armored assault instantly broke through the barely organized defenses of the caravan, even flipping over the mountain-sized camel beast under the horrific impact!

To be able to traverse this desert, the horses under the sand pirates were naturally not ordinary horses.

Ordinary horses couldn't survive in this desert.

Each horse carried the bloodline of the Black-Scaled Flood Dragon, a low-tier demon beast. These demon beast horses might not have much offensive power, but their burst and endurance were extremely strong, which was one reason the sand pirates could move unseen across the 800-mile desert.

Years of battle in this desert had merged each black sand pirate's accumulated aura with their black-scaled horse, forming an unmatched momentum.

Even a single charge was as unstoppable as a tank's charge.

Let alone a group charge of hundreds or thousands of sand pirates?

The mighty momentum converged together into a tidal wave that crushed everything in its path, all obstacles in front would be crushed and obliterated!

Even the caravan's mighty camel beast was overturned!

The defense line formed by the caravan was instantly torn and shattered by the sand pirate army!

"Kill! Kill them!"

Over twenty cavalry surged from left and right, raising thick smoke from afar, charging in with murderous intent.

The sound of horse hooves drumming and shaking the earth,

"Damn it!"

Watching the caravan's defense being pierced like paper, blood splattering, many mercenaries being cut down by the sand pirates' scimitars in the first moment, the fierce sand pirate cavalry rampaged through the caravan.

Li Xin gritted his teeth, drew his longsword, and lunged towards a nearby sand pirate, taking advantage of the moment before the pirate reacted, piercing the pirate's chest with a sword.

"Kill!"

In this desert, encountering sand pirates meant a fight to the death, there was no retreat!

Even if one escaped, without a sense of direction in this 800-mile desert or finding the location of Xichuan City or Desperate Heaven Abyss, they would fall into an even larger wilderness.

In the Western Wilderness of Liangzhou, with numerous deserts connected, wandering alone in an unfamiliar place was seeking death!

...

"Kill!!!"

As the caravan's mercenaries and accompanying loose cultivator martial artists fought back one after another.

The sinister-faced second leader of the sand bandits led dozens of cavalry straight for the caravan's core troops!

"Ha! Looks like we'll strike it rich this time!"

Gazing at the extremely flamboyant and luxurious carriage at the center of the caravan, a grim smile appeared on the sinister-faced second leader's face.

As he charged swiftly,

his waist-soft sword was drawn with a swish, like a bright white venomous snake emerging from the void, swiftly slicing through the air. A line of blood splattered high, instantly beheading several guard mercenaries standing in his way.

As the iron hooves thundered past, several headless bodies spurted blood skyward like a fountain.

As the notorious second leader of the Black Wind Bandits on this 800-mile desert trade route, the sinister man was no simple character.

His skill with the soft sword was insidious and unpredictable, leaving people defenseless, giving off an eerie presence, cunning and venomous, often striking from an unbelievably swift angle, leaving enemies dead in the blink of an eye.

His ability to hold the position of the second-in-command among the sand bandits was precisely due to this unparalleled swordsmanship.

Since falling into the life of a sand bandit, countless martial artists had perished under this soft sword.

"Surround that carriage, it's a big catch!"

As he spoke, following his orders, several iron-clad cavalry charged past the second leader, trampling the surrounding mercenary guards into pulp, and the black iron tide instantly surrounded the carriage at the center of the caravan.

The second leader sneered, leapt, and landed in front of the carriage.

But at that moment,

"Isn't it good to be alive? Why seek death?"

A calm voice suddenly came from within the carriage, crisp and resonant, like the clear clangor of space colliding.

"No good!!!"

A sudden sense of foreboding surged in the heart of the sinister young man, like an omen of impending doom!

A strong sense of danger seized him, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

He saw,

time seemed to freeze at that moment.

The world appeared to stop turning, descending into complete silence.

Heaven and earth merged into one,

the wind ceased to blow, the clouds halted in their drifting, the sand no longer flowed, and all things — vegetation, dunes, sky, and ground — were frozen into an ink wash painting, everything seemed still.

The second leader was fixed in mid-air, maintaining the posture of his previous sword thrust, eyes wide open.

All around, the spurting blood was suspended in the air,

the floating corner of the carriage curtain did not fall, the dust in the air, all clearly visible.

The world seemed to be on pause. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

The expressions of his sand bandit companions, whether fierce, bloodthirsty, or excited, varied, yet were all frozen at this moment, clearly visible!

The second leader had never imagined,

that once time was frozen, a person's expression could appear like this.

Boundless fear and cold surged over his heart, like an unseeable abyss of darkness drowning out all light and hope!

In this time-frozen world,

only his consciousness was still functioning.

As if isolated above the world.

Fear,

incomparable fear.

As a sand bandit, the disseminators of terror on this 800-mile desert, he had long ceased to care about life and death. The second leader had thought there was nothing in this world worthy of his fear, but until this moment, he realized some things were even more terrifying than life and death!

"Who... exactly is this person!!!"

The sinister man was fixed in the air, roaring frantically in his heart.

And then,

he saw a hand.

A slender, graceful hand, white as jade, as if sculpted from the finest jade without a single flaw, gently lifted the curtain of the carriage!

The hand slowly swept through the space,

in this seemingly frozen space, slowly magnifying in the second leader's pupils, every detail clearly unfolding in his glance.

Slender and well-proportioned, balanced and harmonious,

add a bit and it's too much, remove a bit and it's too little, flawless and immaculate, perfect without defect.

Ripples of clear light oscillated in the void.