Miss Heber is fighting her way out of the Lostbelt!

The surroundings suddenly became darker, so that Heber could hardly distinguish the surrounding scenery. He could only see a hunched man walking towards him.

Hebe narrowed her eyes slightly and took two steps back cautiously.

This small movement went unnoticed by the man as he stumbled and fell to the side of the road.

"Hey man, come here! Come here!"

The man lying on the side of the road shouted to Heber in a tearing voice.

Hebe walked over and was hit by a strong smell of blood. In the light of the torch on the wall, she saw that the man's calf had been bitten by something, revealing the eerie white bones.

The man looked like a warrior. When he saw Hebe, his expression was a little lost, but he quickly cheered up.

He raised his head, fumbled with his hands to unfasten the sword at his waist, and handed it over with trembling hands.

Heber half-knelt and took the sword.

"Here!" The man handed over a flat water bottle and a small package. "There's some dried meat in there. I don't need it. You can eat it on the way."

He leaned against the wall of the house.

"Go northwest! To Memphis! But you must only follow the road, don't run around..."

"Give the sword to Sekanahat, the governor of Memphis, and he will take you in."

"Hurry up, or it will be too late..."

His voice became increasingly trembling, and even his tone became somewhat distorted.

Heber was startled, took the things the man asked him to do, and ran away without looking back!

The sky grew darker, and darkness pressed in from all sides like a wall.

The moment Hebe raised his head and saw the sky, a deep confusion suddenly crept into his heart.

What about the North Star? Why can't we find it? Even some famous constellations are nowhere to be found.

Moreover, there are so few stars that the familiar star map in my mind is shattered.

Each star emits a low, crimson light, like eyes shedding tears of blood.

Is this still Earth?

What was even more worrying was the scream coming from behind, as if someone was being squeezed by a heavy object and couldn't bear the weight.

Heber made up his mind and turned around.

She saw a vast darkness sweeping over from afar, unmatched. Wherever it passed, all the burning lights fell into silence. The man fell to the ground, his chest shriveling silently.

--What's this?

Hebe ran desperately on the road, but she couldn't escape the speed of the spreading darkness. She struggled to jump onto the sand on the side of the road.

flutter.

It was like passing through a bubble. The cold wind instantly made Heber's head numb, and his eyes were bloodshot due to dryness.

She turned her head tremblingly and reached out her hand to feel around in front of her.

A faint blue light flowed in the air, extending downwards to the sand beneath the feet and upwards to the sky at an unknown height.

In an instant, Heber understood why those low bungalows were built along the road and why the climate he had felt before was so comfortable and pleasant.

"Should I stay outside or go back?" Hebe made a decision quickly and trudged along the road with difficulty.

The climate outside was dry and cold, but a loud noise could be heard from afar, it was the strange howling of the wind.

She raised her head with difficulty and saw the horizon slowly rising like a tsunami.

It was not a tide, but a sandstorm driven by strong winds. The scorching hot wind was howling and rushing towards her from a distance at an extremely fast speed.

Heber's thinking became slower and slower, and she could even feel the moisture in her body evaporating rapidly.

"Well, at least... I know this Lostbelt is full of dangers..."

In just a few seconds, Heber's body was completely dehydrated. Before her consciousness completely disappeared, she vaguely saw the sandstorm breaking through the fragile dark blue barrier and colliding with pure darkness.

......

"you are dead."

"You have encountered an unidentified disaster. Current Lostbelt Conquest Rate: 1%."

Volume 17: The Egyptian Fistful of Dollars (Please collect, read, and vote)

Heber sat at the table, lost in thought, his deep green eyes filled with confusion.

She had imagined that she would encounter many difficulties in the Lostbelt, but she didn't expect that she would die so quickly.

"Not all Lostbelts are this harsh. The War of the Roses is clearly not one of them." Heber unconsciously sketched an arc on the paper with his pen. "If I had left along the road earlier, would I have escaped the fate of being swallowed by darkness?"

Heber dropped the pen, clicked on the simulation again, and the projection entered.

......

The sky is dark blue and the breeze is warm and pleasant.

The moment Heber regained consciousness, he turned and walked towards the nearest bungalow.

There was no lock on the door, so Heber kicked it open and entered.

At this time, darkness had not yet fallen, and the male owner of the low bungalow had not returned. There were only a few children of the same age as Heber, both boys and girls.

Hebe completely ignored them and rummaged through the drawers as if she were at home - she took some linen cloth, tied it into a bag, put the dried meat she had found into it, and filled the water skin with clean water.

Her decisive demeanor initially frightened the children, but when they realized what Hebe was doing, they came toward her, shouting and cursing.

And Heber's response was also simple.

She picked up the sharp knife she had at hand for killing fish.

The sharp cold light made the children cry. Hebe took the knife and left - she didn't want to waste time here.

When the hostess, who was not far away, heard the children's cries and hurried over, and found that robbers had broken into her house, Heber had already left the low-rise bungalow settlement and set foot on the wide ochre road.

It was still early before dark.

"As expected, if I leave early enough, I won't be affected by the sudden spread of darkness."

Heber strode along the road, paying close attention to his surroundings.

She noticed that although the roads and civilian settlements were protected by a dark blue light curtain, the roads and settlements did not share the same protective shield.

"Memphis is the capital of Egypt. Without transportation, it's impossible to reach it in such a short time." Heber grasped the fish-killing knife at his waist. "The most urgent thing is to rush to the next civilian settlement."

It takes time for darkness to spread. It does not engulf everything immediately, but flows from one area to another.

The previous civilian settlement was an area, and this section of road is also an area.

They can all buy Hebe time to escape!

There are thin ditches on both sides of the wide ochre-colored road, with clear water flowing on both sides, which can be used for horses to drink.

At this time, several horses were drinking water, and their owners were sitting by the roadside to rest, chewing on dry food.

Heber narrowed his eyes, then pretended not to care and walked past quickly.

The horse owners simply looked up at Hebe and then continued to work on their chickpea bread.

Heber slowed down slightly as he passed the last horse.

The horse was not carrying any supplies except the necessary harness.

The horse owners were unaware of this.

Hebe jumped on the horse, took the whip hanging on the side of the saddle and swung it hard.

The riding skills developed in the previous Lostbelt finally came in handy. The brown horse docilely came under Hebe's control and ran happily with all four hooves spread out.

The horse owners finally reacted at this time, but before they could shout or curse, Heber had already ridden away.

She rode away at lightning speed and disappeared at the end of the road.

This was truly a long-lost freedom, but Hebe didn't get to enjoy it for too long because the sky darkened.

"Darkness" is coming.

She could almost imagine the first civilian settlement being engulfed by darkness.

Fortunately, at this time, the outline of the second settlement could be seen on the horizon, and lights were lit at the end of the road.

Several armed warriors stood at the end of the road, blocking Hebe's way.

Heber began to take deep breaths on the way, and then shouted loudly: "I am going to Memphis to deliver a letter - 'Darkness' is coming from behind!"

She's gambling.

Fortunately, she won the bet.

These words caused the armed warriors to quickly make way, and Hebe passed through the center of the road they were guarding.

Some people even threw bags full of food to them as they passed by.

"Hurry to Memphis, messenger!" The soldiers shouted to Heber's figure, "We will hold our ground here!"

"Don't let the 'Plague of Osiris' spread!"

The Plague of Osiris, they called the darkness that came "The Plague of Osiris"?

Heber was both shocked and felt it was appropriate.

According to legend, Osiris was murdered by his brother, Set, the desert god, and later resurrected as a mummy to become the ruler of the underworld and judge of death. He was the king of the underworld and the judge of whether the dead could achieve eternal life.

And isn’t that darkness that equally takes away all light and life the embodiment of “Osiris’s fall into the underworld”?

Hebe suddenly realized and then continued to steer his horse forward.

......

The setting sun falls on the desert, covering the sand dunes with a layer of brilliant golden light.

Hebe's identity as a messenger provided her with great convenience along the way. No matter how heavily guarded the settlement was, she only needed to shout "Plague of Osiris" and the door would be opened for her and all supplies would be provided.

After four days and five nights of running, Hebe had changed several fast horses and her body was on the verge of limit, but her spirit became more and more excited, as if something was about to sprout in this process.

Finally, when the golden-purple twilight was about to melt into the sky, a golden spire suddenly appeared at the end of the horizon.

Hebe pursed her lips, crouched down, and launched a final sprint on the wide road.

The golden spire grew larger and more complete.

The afterglow of the sun slowly poured down from the sky, following the line of the golden spires and brilliantly connecting with the boundless desert.

Pyramids, magnificent pyramids.

Their forms transcend time, whether it was yesterday, thousands of years ago, or tomorrow, thousands of years from now, they always stand transcendentally like a declaration.

Even if civilization itself becomes a prisoner buried under the sand after several conquests, they always remember everything silently, serving as the tomb of civilization itself.

Around the three pyramids, the Nile River flows northward through its fertile delta.

Memphis, the capital of Upper and Lower Egypt, is located here. The outermost part is low stone and wooden houses. The terrain gradually rises from the outside to the inside. Temples, towers, obelisks and many palaces are located in sequence. White stone walls divide the inner and outer cities, and milky white long steps extend from the inner city to the road of the outer city.

Heber pulled the reins.

She sat on her sweaty mount, watching the warrior in armor and wearing an eagle feather crown walking towards her.

Before he could stand still, Heber began to speak.

"The 'Plague of Osiris' struck the twenty-seventh settlement south of Memphis four days ago."

Even she was surprised that her voice had become so hoarse, yet it still had a captivating sonorous sound.

The pattern on the warrior's eagle feathers suddenly twisted and turned into words that only Heber could see.

"You have arrived in Memphis, the White City, the capital of all Egypt. This will automatically save your game when you first arrive here."

"Currently stranded in the Lostbelt: 10%."

"You can choose to temporarily exit the current Lostbelt. When you log in next time, you will continue the strategy from this point."

Heber breathed a sigh of relief and whispered in his heart: "Log out."

The scene before my eyes suddenly became fragmented like rippling water.

The magnificent pyramids gradually faded away.