The second dimension life starting from Fuyuki City

"If it doesn't suit your taste, I can help you change it."

Last night, Youlandel knew that Grandpa Mo Yi and the others had run out, made a wooden boat, and then everyone got into it. No one knew what they were doing.

How could such a small boat possibly accommodate so many people?

Even if I, Youlandel, were to be burned to death by the sun, buried by the wind and sand, and die in the desert, I would never squeeze into a small wooden boat with a group of people!

The ten basic qualities of human beings, pigeons, repeaters, lemon essence and the law of true fragrance!

Although she said no, her body was still very honest. Yulandel finally succumbed to the law of sincerity and boarded the Theresa.

Then she found that this wooden boat was really comfortable. She didn't know what kind of black technology was used inside. When she sat on it, even if it was moving, it didn't shake at all. There was also central air conditioning to adjust the temperature and humidity. If it weren't for looking at the endless desert outside through the glass windows and the sun hanging high in the center of the sky, it really made people feel that they were enjoying themselves in a resort.

As for her initial worry that the wooden boat was too small to accommodate so many people, that problem did not exist at all. She didn't know what kind of technology Grandpa Mo Yi used, but the internal space and external space were not proportional at all.

Not only does each person have a room of their own, but there are also public spaces such as living rooms, kitchens, and storage rooms.

Unable to wipe away the shame, Yulandel wanted to find some shortcomings to complain about Theresa to maintain her little self-esteem, but in the end she still knelt under Grandpa Mo Yi's magic.

When the membrane technique is practiced to a high level, everything can be membraned. Even a cold and arrogant girl like Yulandel cannot resist the true power of the membrane technique.

So, under the leadership of Captain Theresa, everyone embarked on a pleasant journey across the desert.

Driven by magic, Theresa moved extremely fast, even faster than in the sea, and raised a cloud of dust wherever it passed.

Even if it was the distance of more than 800,000 miles estimated by Bronya, with the speed of Theresa, it could be reached in three days.

The first day's journey went very smoothly. We didn't encounter any men sent by La Er or other obstacles. We all gathered together and played board games for a day, and that was it.

————————The dividing line where a new storm has emerged——————

"what is that--"

Mei Raiden, who stayed on the deck to watch the situation, suddenly saw a wall of sand in the distance, rapidly advancing towards them.

Although she knew something was wrong, she couldn't tell what it was, so she shouted towards the cabin:

"Senior Mo Yi, come quickly——"

"There's something going on up ahead!"

When the people playing board games on the boat heard Raiden Mei's shout, they put down the cards in their hands and ran directly to the deck to check what was going on.

"what is that?"

The endless wall of sand in sight was growing faster and faster, and bigger and bigger.

Of course, this illusion occurs because the other party is rapidly advancing in their direction, making it appear larger and larger.

"Sandstorm—"

Bronya looked at the sand wall and quickly analyzed what was going on.

"A huge sandstorm is really blowing in our direction!"

"Turn quickly—"

Bronya, who always maintained her military dignity, showed panic for the first time, and the Homunculus doll in her arms was deformed by her squeezing.

"If we face the sandstorm head-on, Theresa will be blown apart and torn apart!"

The power of nature is beyond human ability to contend with. Even the power of a Valkyrie is limited.

Collapse can also be said to be a disaster used by nature to purify the surface of the earth. The same is true for the sandstorm at this moment. If you encounter a sandstorm in the desert, life or death depends on your character.

It is not the strong storm that blows people into the air and kills them. Just the sand carried by the storm, hitting people like steel, is enough to make them feel excruciating pain. It is difficult to move in a sandstorm, and even if you can withstand the storm, you may eventually be buried by the sand and buried directly on an unknown sand dune.

It is naturally not a big problem for Theresa and other Valkyries to protect themselves, but for a wooden ship as large as Theresa, the larger the force-bearing area, the greater the impact of the sandstorm. Just looking at it from a distance, it is like a wall of sand that pushes everything away, and it will blow Theresa away in an instant.

After hearing Bronya's analysis, everyone became more nervous.

You know, this day was so comfortable and relaxing, all thanks to the Theresa. If the Theresa was destroyed by the sandstorm, they would have to cross the desert on foot by themselves. Just thinking about it makes the road ahead seem uncertain!

They are not the four-member pilgrimage team, so how could they waste more than ten or twenty years in this desert?

After hearing that Theresa might be destroyed, the most anxious Kiana shouted:

"How about we attack the sandstorm together and open a safe passage."

"A sandstorm is essentially just air currents carrying sand. It's an invisible storm, like cutting water with a knife; it can't be cut off."

Mei Raiden denied:

"Besides, we don't know how long a storm will last. We can't rely on our own abilities to fight against the sandstorm forever."

Everyone proposed several methods, but they were quickly rejected by others. As for Bronya's suggestion of running away, it was the best in theory, but the visible sand wall was about to blow over, and it seemed impossible to escape.

In the end, everyone looked at each other, all looking at Grandpa Mo Yi who was very calm.

Everyone: We’ve made it so clear - if you can’t fight, then forget it. Just wait to die. Mo Yi, why don’t you start your performance quickly?

Grandpa Mo Yi: “…”

From the very beginning, Grandpa Mo Yi could feel the Valkyries' gazes on him, but he didn't want to interrupt them because they were talking so happily.

If you want something, just say it directly. Beating around the bush is really not frank.

"take it easy--"

Grandpa Mo Yi stretched out his hand to suppress it, made a gesture to calm everyone down, and said:

"First of all, the Theresa isn't as fragile as you think. As long as it's in defense mode, a sandstorm like this poses no threat."

"Also, this sandstorm is man-made. As long as we defeat the guy who caused it, the sandstorm will stop."

Grandpa Mo Yi's eyes, which were staring into the distance, seemed particularly ethereal at this moment, and he could see clearly what was happening in the distance.

First, in the center of the sandstorm, there was a giant face formed by sand and dust, with its bloody mouth wide open, chasing a small plane that looked like it was made by a civilian engineering company. There were also three foreigners and a foreign child on the small plane. It was obvious that the caster of the sandstorm was these four foreigners.

Looking further ahead, I saw a bald man several kilometers away standing on the ground with his arms outstretched in a casting posture.

Well, judging by his typical Egyptian skin color, bald head, and evil yet smug smile, he's definitely a villain boss who won't survive to the end.

In addition, standing next to the bald devil were several foreign lackeys who looked very respectful, and a woman who looked worried and at a loss.

Yeah, Grandpa Mo Yi always feels that this scene is full of déjà vu.

Forget it, I don’t want to think about it anymore. Anyway, this is all the fault of that bald guy. I vaguely remember that he was the villain boss in a movie.

Deciding not to waste his brainpower, he recalled the memory of Grandpa Mo Yi from the bald man, took out a small stone from his personal space, and then cast strengthening, reinforcement and lightning magic on it, and complained:

"The lightning dancing on your fingertips is my unchanging faith in this life."

Then he threw it casually towards the location where the bald boss was.

"boom--"

The small stone carrying electric light suddenly exploded with waves of sonic booms and shot towards the bald boss's bald head at an initial speed of three times the speed of sound.

——————Guess who I am (Bald Gangster)’s dividing line——————

The bald gangster Immodon was once a high priest of ancient Egypt. His greatest achievement was to cheat on Ramses II's grandfather Seti I. Because his love affair was exposed, he even stabbed Pharaoh Seti I in the back, which eventually led to Immodon's lover Ansu-nammu committing suicide. Immodon also angered the gods by stealing the Black Book of the Dead and trying to resurrect his old lover. Then his cheating on the Pharaoh was exposed, and he was killed in the most cruel way by Ra's father Ra I. He was eventually sealed in a pyramid, suffering from the pain of insects biting his body forever, but he was immortal.

He should have endured this torture forever until his mummy body disappeared due to the passage of time and he died.

Unfortunately, most people in the Eagle Country are courting death. An archaeologist accidentally visited and released Imhotep. Imhotep, who had been imprisoned in a coffin for nearly four thousand years and endured endless pain, not only angrily yelled at the people of Eagle Country, "You are courting death", but also gained powerful magic power because of the curse.

Then, as planned, he devours the person who lifted the curse and is fully resurrected.

Of course, because he was destined to be a villain, he was eventually re-sealed by the protagonist Ou Kang, a former soldier from Eagle Country who had been a homeless man for a while, and a beautiful librarian Evelyn, through a series of tricks and coincidences.

Because of the plot needs, he was later released by a certain Eagle countryman who was seeking death. Now he is carrying out an extremely evil plan in order to resurrect his former princess, win back his theoretical grandmother, and conquer the world.

The woman who stayed by her side was Evelyn, who had once sealed him. Because Evelyn looked very similar to Ansunamu, the grandmother of Ra's brother and Imhotep's old lover, Imhotep had always captured her but not killed her, preparing to use her as a living sacrifice (to attract the protagonists to destroy his plan), and then use the Black Book of the Dead to resurrect her.

The sandstorm that Yin Morton has released now is aimed at destroying Ou Kang, the male protagonist whose wife was abducted by Yin Morton. He is also one of the foreign men on the small plane that Grandpa Mo Yi had previously taken away.

"Damn it, what should I do--"

Evelynn, who was captured and taken away, could only watch helplessly as Imhotep summoned a sandstorm to hunt down her husband and son, but she was powerless to do anything.

Rush over and fight with the opponent?

You're being kidded. Although Yin Moton looks like a decent human being at this moment, in reality, he is still in a Schrödinger's mummy state, half alive and half dead. The flesh and blood on his body are obtained by devouring living people. Swords, guns and other weapons cannot kill the opponent who possesses dark magic power.

Not to mention, the other party was a high priest (grand wizard) thousands of years ago. Is there any wizard with poor melee ability?

If Evelyn rushed forward, it would be a meaningless sacrifice!

When people are in a hurry, they often have a lot of wits, and Evelin instantly thought of a feasible solution, which was to rush up and block the other person's mouth with her mouth. According to the other person, she and the other person's lover are very similar, and the other person will definitely be addicted to her charm.

This will distract the opponent and they will no longer be able to maintain their spellcasting!!

At this time, Evelynn didn't care about the fact that the opponent's body was a scary mummy with several scarabs wandering in its stomach, and was about to step forward and use Ahri's skill "Charm".

"boom--"

She had just taken a step when something unexpected happened.

A flash of lightning (a stone) suddenly passed through the sandstorm before anyone could react, and then accurately hit Yin Moton's bald head who was still in a casting posture.

Then, Imhotep's bald head exploded like a watermelon.

The lightning did not stop, but continued to fly, hitting the desert behind them, causing a huge explosion, which awakened Evelyn and her lackeys who were stunned by the sudden change.

Evelyn: “…”

What exactly is this unfolding?

Looking at Evelin falling to the ground with her head exploded, she felt ecstatic. No matter what, Yin Moton didn't even have a head anymore, so he was dead now.

So, Evelin turned her gaze to the dazed lackey beside her, ready to run away.

As for those lackeys, they followed Imhotep to find the Scorpion King's pyramid because they were afraid of Imhotep's dark power. Now that Imhotep is dead, they have the same idea as Evelyn.

However, the fallen Immorton slowly stood up, then pointed his right hand at a lackey who was running away, and an invisible force grabbed the lackey and dragged him to Immorton's side.

"Please spare my life, Master—"

"Master, no, Master!"

Then a stream of sand emerged from Yin Moton's neck, wrapping up the lackey who was struggling frantically but could only kick his legs in the air.

"Click, click-"

As the sand returned to Imhotep's body, the other party grew a head again. As for the lackey, he had turned into a dried corpse with an expression of "screaming" on his face, and was thrown aside casually by Imhotep.

After Evelin saw this scene, the idea of ​​running away was instantly extinguished.

Looking at the dissipated sandstorm, Imhotep's expression was uncertain.

Where did the attack just now come from and who was it?

Could it be that the Pharaohs have discovered his whereabouts? !

It was too late for Imhotep to punish the protagonists at this time, so he turned around and left with his lackeys and Evelynn, speeding towards the pyramid of the Scorpion King.

Only by capturing the Scorpion King's Undead Legion will he be able to fight against the Pharaohs' pursuit.

——————The dividing line between Puller and Puller——————

La Er, who had been watching the itinerary of Grandpa Mo Yi and others, happened to discover Imhotep, who had cheated on his grandfather and even assassinated him, and his eyes became dark.

I originally wanted to take action to eliminate this jumping clown, but after seeing that he was hit on the head by the stone thrown by Grandpa Mo Yi, I temporarily gave up the idea.

Now it is more important to fight against the First King of the East. If the opponent is not dead after he gets rid of Grandpa Mo Yi, La Er naturally doesn't mind getting rid of the opponent.

After throwing the small stone, Grandpa Mo Yi no longer looked at the bald devil whose name he could not remember. Anyway, looking at the opponent's casting posture, he knew that he was a fragile wizard. If he was hit on the head by the stone that was hit at the speed of a sonic boom, even if he was the white-robed swordsman Gandalf, he would have to kneel there.

However, this time, Grandpa Mo Yi was really wrong. The opponent was not an ordinary wizard, but an undead creature that ignored physical damage - a mummy.

Of course, Grandpa Mo Yi achieved his goal of preventing the other party from continuing to manipulate the sandstorm.

After Imorton was shot in the head by Moyi·Wuwukai·Grandpa with the wall-penetrating and automatic aiming skill, the sandstorm that lost its magical support slowed down instantly and blew towards Theresa solely by the force of inertia.

Under the control of Grandpa Mo Yi, the Theresa was covered with an invisible magic film and rushed forward without even a hint of speed.

When passing through the sandstorm, except for the outside view being covered by wind and sand, Theresa did not seem to be any impact, not even trembling, and it was not much different from sailing under normal conditions.

“That’s great—”