Don't move, it's a robbery!

The warhorses of heavily armored cavalry were not suited for long-distance raids. In addition, they had been lost in the desert for a long time and had just fought a fierce battle. The horses had reached their limit and could easily stumble.

The horse that made the mistake was second in line, and the knights following behind it didn't react in time, crashing into it and falling to the ground.

There were already very few knights left, and after this fall, only the leader was left in the group. This guy obviously didn't want to abandon his teammates, so he turned his horse around and charged towards the hill.

The knight and the dune monster were vastly different in size; the knight's charge was like a mouse fighting an elephant.

Seeing this, I admired the Ice Knight's courage. If I could, I would have even helped him collect his body. But as the other party drew his weapon, the battle took another turn.

The seemingly massive sand dune was merely an empty shell. The moment it came into contact with the opponent's blade, it instantly lost its momentum, and large areas of it collapsed, just like a hollow terracotta figurine being broken.

"What's going on? How come they suddenly started crushing their opponents?"

(；￢_￢): "What's the big deal? That guy's sword can absorb energy. As for that moving sand dune, it's basically just a bunch of elemental creatures manipulating the sand. Elemental creatures are energy themselves, which can be absorbed by his sword. It's just that he's being countered."

"No, what I mean is, if he could beat them, why did he run away just now?"

∑(ﾟωﾟ): "That's right, that makes sense!"

As if to answer my questions, the battlefield changed once again.

Just as the Ice Knight was swinging his sword around the sand dune, a bald, burly man engulfed in flames suddenly emerged from the dune. This guy looked very similar to the sand bandits I had fought before, and even held the same weapon in his hand.

Taking advantage of the Ice Knight's attack, he controlled the Flame Giant on his body to launch a sneak attack.

The fiery giant angrily drew its blade and slashed viciously. The knight, busy destroying the sand dunes, didn't notice the attack until it was too late. Caught off guard by the sudden attack from the fiery giant on the burly man, the knight was sent flying by the blow.

(ﾟωﾟ): "This scene looks familiar. I think someone was also knocked away like this last time."

"Hehe, I definitely flew higher than him last time."

(ﾟωﾟ): "Is there something to be proud of? By the way, this guy looks like he's falling right towards you."

"Yes, I'll move over to the side."

I estimated the location, silently moved 2 meters to the side, and watched as the Ice Knight crashed heavily to the ground.

What a pitiful can of food.

Despite the Ice Knight's nasty fall, he lived up to his reputation, managing to stand up unsteadily after coughing for a while.

With that kind of physical fitness, you're on par with me.

Unfortunately, he had already lost his warhorse, making it impossible for him to return to the battlefield in time.

After losing the Ice Knight's resistance, the dune monster charged forward, engulfing the remaining knights in the sand dunes. They only had time to let out a few screams before all that remained was the sound of bones being crushed.

"No! No!"

The Ice Knight let out a desperate wail, watching helplessly as his last companion died tragically at the hands of the monster, but along with his despair came his boundless fighting spirit.

"Damn monsters, and you villains who command demons! Justice will not let you get away with this! Even if we all die here, one day you will face the judgment you deserve!"

The Ice Knight's words were firm and resounding, but the other party didn't listen at all and directly controlled the dune monster to chase after them. The Ice Knight also gave up on escaping, raised his weapon, and stood ready for a desperate fight.

Only then did I get a clear look at the longsword in his hand. I have to say, this sword was so beautiful that it didn't look like a weapon at all. The blade was covered with patterns and carvings, and the hilt and tip were decorated with snowflakes. The extensive openwork and intricate carvings showcased the sculptor's exquisite skills, but also made the blade look fragile and fragile, giving the impression that it would break at the slightest touch.

It should be displayed in a collection room rather than appearing on the battlefield.

"My Samsung stick is still better; it's sturdy and durable."

(￢_￢): "You're only fit to use a stick; their swords are much sturdier."

"Putting aside whether it's sturdy or not, I'm more curious about how he managed to pull the sword out of its scabbard. There's no way it could fit into a scabbard with such an uneven surface."

(￢_￢): "You still have the nerve to care about this? You're so close to the battlefield, aren't you afraid of getting caught in the crossfire?"

"There's probably nothing I can do. He's standing right next to me; how can I possibly move under his nose? By the way, that guy over there, what he's holding looks like the 'Altar of Pain,' is it the real thing?"

(￢_￢): "It's still a temporary imitation."

"Tsk~"

I couldn't help but gasp in amazement. Just how many replicas did these Desert Gods create? Could this technology be applied to other heroes' relics? If so, the Desert Gods could practically become wholesalers of divine artifacts!

Just as I was lost in thought, the Ice Knight charged at the Dune Monster again. Under his frenzied attack, the Dune Monster's size shrank rapidly, as if it were being shrunk. During this time, the bald, muscular man launched another sneak attack, but the Ice Knight noticed it and swung his sword, almost severing the Flame Giant's arm.

I nodded silently, acknowledging the Ice Knight's combat prowess. Although it largely relied on the capabilities of his weapon, his own martial arts skills were also outstanding. Even I wasn't confident of defeating him.

Then, the Ice Knight was knocked away.

"Seriously? This is so ironic! I just praised you!"

I looked up at the battlefield and discovered that another young man clad in a fire giant's robe had appeared on the sand dunes. In the hand of this fire giant's robe was a black stone greatsword, clearly another replica of the 'Altar of Pain'.

Wow, they actually hid another one to launch a sneak attack.

So you desert gods really are a wholesaler of artifacts, where even a minor leader can have one?

I silently picked up my stick, ready for battle, but before I could move, I heard a muffled thud beside me.

Oh, the Ice Knight has fallen.

It's alright. Although it didn't fly as far as last time, it flew higher.

The Ice Knight tried to stand up and continue fighting, but after several attempts, he was unable to rise again. As if sensing the end of the battle, two sand bandit leaders emerged directly from the dunes, along with several other new faces.

Wow, that's really good at hiding things, impressive!