savior epic

Chapter 110 Can't
The wild sand roared, destroying the desert land.

The man stood up.

His head was dizzy, swollen from lack of food and water, and he quickly unscrewed the mouth of the kettle in a panic.

The man pressed his forehead, and everything he saw just now slowly dimmed.

He knew that it might just be a hallucination before dying.

Those hallucinations may be meaningless.

He may still not be able to get out of this desperate desert.

But it was enough to rekindle the fire in my heart.

"I have to get out, out of here." The man faced the billowing yellow sand outside the cave.

There is not much water, and there is not much dry food.

Absolutely can't last until the sandstorm subsides.

The man who stood up again, with his battered chest upright, let the reborn beast howl.

He is going out.

Taking a deep breath, the man walked straight into the sandstorm.

The yellow sand is raging, the sky is chaotic, the light penetrates dangerously through the flying gravel, refracts it, and the strong wind sometimes comes from the west and sometimes from the east, without any rules, it is manic and restless, trying to make all creatures crawl and bury them in this unruly place. In a sandstorm.The sandstorm is destroying, destroying!

The man walked forward with difficulty in the sandstorm.

One calf was already broken, and the man felt that it was beginning to swell slightly. Maybe after two days, a large piece of blood would swell out. The man was limping. dust.

This man who was dying just now, every inch of his body burst out with indescribable strength, he even used his wounds, just to move on.

This is not a flashback, which will be fleeting after burning, but more like a premeditated eruption, a deadly hesitation before the rainstorm.

As the man moved forward, he heard the howling and howling of the wind.

He was covered in yellow sand, he dragged his feet, his thighs sank into the deep sand again and again, and he only needed to fall down once, and he would be buried by the wild sand in an instant.

This unruly sandstorm wants to destroy him, destroy this man who has regained his soul!Destroy this person who has not lost hope!
"No," the man heard the cry in his heart, "you can't!"

The man walked at the fastest speed he could, almost fell several times, but stood still in time, and the sand and dust under him accumulated thicker and thicker.

The sand swept by the wind from all directions seems to have grown countless hands, trying to trap the people who are going forward here, and stay here forever!

"You can't either!"

The man resolutely used his legs to open up the road one after another, like riding the wind and breaking the waves, regardless of how many mournful wailing behind him.

No setback can stop him, no rope can hang the beast in his heart.

The man moved his arms and dragged his whole body forward.

He's going to get out, get out of here.

Back to Elanbyin, back to the freed.

The sandstorm is obviously angry, the wind is more fierce than ever before, the sand waves are heavy, and the terrifying pea-sized gravel blows over like a sharp arrow, and it will make people crawl!Peel off the flesh and blood of people, and turn into the bones of wronged souls under the dust!
The man's bloodshot eyes stared at the road ahead, the way back was blocked by the thick sand barrier.

"You still can't!"

He heard a hoarse cry in his heart.

In this broken body, there is a soul that is no longer willing to surrender.

If the soul has its weight, no body in this world can bear it.

Even if the man is on the verge of falling, it seems that the man may be knocked down by the wild sand at any time, but he still moves forward.

The raised sand and gravel hit him like a shower, which could not stop his footsteps, and he went straight through one layer after another of the sand curtains.

Jieao Sandstorm miscalculated after all, it will not know that this man will never be defeated again.

No matter how big and manic the sandstorm is, there is an end to it.

Gradually, the man felt that the sand and gravel began to weaken, the wind and waves gradually weakened, the sea of ​​sand under his feet became thinner and thinner, and the ground behind him was no longer restless.

It seemed like a miracle that he walked out of the sandstorm alone.

Turning his head, the man stared at the gradually calming desert.

"You can't destroy me."

He was relieved.

After walking for almost a whole day and night, the man finally saw the traces of the plants.

It was an aloe vera, with fleshy green branches and leaves, rooted in clusters in the sand.

The man rushed up impatiently, almost pounced on him, he used his little strength to break off an aloe vera leaf, tore off the skin, and greedily sucked the juice inside.

After sucking the juice, he ate the aloe vera meat raw, and the smooth and cool transparent leafy flesh was drawn into the throat, and the man patted his chest to prevent choking.

The man broke off piece by piece, sucking the juice and devouring the flesh of the aloe vera.

Thirst and hunger slowly eased, even a slight cramping from the sudden stuffing.

After breaking off almost all the branches and leaves of a ball of aloe vera, the man filled his hunger and thirst for many days, clapped his hands, stood up, and suddenly realized that night was approaching.

"If there is aloe vera, there should be a water source nearby, maybe there is an oasis." The man said to himself after replenishing the water.

There are other aloes on the sand, and they grow in patches like long green ribbons.

The man walked down the aloe vera, and the clusters of aloe vera became more and more, and his pace couldn't help but quicken. He was used to walking in the desert without fear of falling.

Soon, in the distance, he saw the crown of a palm tree emerging from the top of the mound.

Even though he had expected it, the man still couldn't tell how excited he was. He bent down, put his hands on the mound, and climbed to the top of the mound. The beautiful scenery in front of him suddenly opened up.

A crystal-clear river with gurgling water flows slowly downhill, and palm trees can be seen along the bank, arranged in random places.

In addition to palms and reeds, there are also some cacti and other plants rooted in the soft sand. The man ran to the oasis, splashing water on his face excitedly.

The man raised his head inadvertently, and saw a tree with strange-shaped roots standing horizontally above his head. It was a dark brown, strong tree with a straight trunk and a height of about ten meters. It was a Populus euphratica full of vitality.

The man untied the kettle, put it in the river, and filled the whole kettle to the bottom. Satisfied and excited, the man pointed its spout to his throat and filled it. Then he picked up the water and threw it to the bruised and swollen calf.

Finally rescued, the man breathed a long sigh of relief, lay down his exhausted body under Populus euphratica, facing the mantle of the sky, resting his head on the root of the tree, and gently closed his eyes.

"Lord, praise you."

In the night, God stood on the mound where he had stood, watching him from afar.

The man suffered defeat and betrayal one after another, his steed died, his calf was broken, and he almost gave up all hope.

But this man who has experienced all the sufferings in the world, he survived, even though he was still deep in the boundless desert, he survived firmly.

He hasn't lost hope yet.

God foresaw the day when man would come out of the desert, and it was only a matter of time, because nothing could destroy him anymore.

The man has stepped out of Egypt in his heart.

Then, it is to lead the whole nation, to lead all the liberated people.

God can foresee that day.

(End of this chapter)