The sandstorm came, it was dark and I don’t know how long it took to shatter.

The sound of ghosts and wolves crying and howling can be clearly heard in the prison. All you can see through the observation hole is pitch black, and it is daytime.

This is a sandstorm. When it comes, the sun will be covered tightly, and there is also the howling sound of wind whistling around the corner, which makes people feel sad.

This is a natural power that humans cannot resist, even if modern technology is so developed.

"Devil sandstorm!" Prous frowned.

The people around them showed a look of fear. They knew too well that the devil's sandstorm could flood a city in an instant.

Here, their distinction between sandstorms is very simple. It is not to listen to the wind speed, but to see what kind of push the sandstorm can achieve.

What to promote? Sand Mountain!

When a large sandstorm comes in the desert, it will roll quickly with the sand, shifting the position of the sand mountain during the rolling process.

The devil sandstorm can be said to be the most terrifying existence. After scraping, all the terrain will change. The sandy mountain that still existed yesterday will disappear without a trace, and another sandy mountain will be formed on yesterday's flat ground.

When you encounter a devil sandstorm, no matter how many people you have, they will be buried in the yellow sand.

Because this is something that cannot be done by manpower and no one can stop it.

"You have to save your sir," said a prisoner.

"Yes, you must save the sir!" another prisoner followed.

“…”

Whether it is a prisoner or a prison guard, the first thing he thought about at this time was to rescue Gabriel. The reason was very simple. Gabriel was very good to them.

It is said that this is a prison, but in fact this is their common home. Although Gabriel is young, he is the most suitable parent.

"You can only leave it to fate." Prous said helplessly: "Now it is a devil sandstorm. One person goes out and one person dies, and even no one can find him."

Hearing this, the people around him also showed helplessness.

As Prous said, now it is a devil's sandstorm, and people are completely unable to do so, so they don't know where they will be rolled to.

It's OK to go out now, but who can know where Gabriel is? And who can guarantee that he can walk freely in a sandstorm?

There is no goal or reference, one goes out and one is swept away by a sandstorm, and there is no return.

"How long will the devil sandstorm last?" Tagore asked anxiously.

"You know," said Prous.

Yes, staying here all year round is certainly clear about how long the devil sandstorm will last. Sometimes it lasts for several days and nights, and the shortest will last until the next morning.

"Usually it will end early the next morning." Tagore sighed heavily: "Everyone will die."

People who have not experienced sandstorms will never understand the terribleness of large sandstorms. When sandstorms form, the yellow sand will flow like water, constantly rolling forward and spreading.

Overnight, a city with a wall of six or seven meters high will be submerged.

Or you can think of it as a tsunami where everything passes is swallowed.

"Wait." Prous sat heavily on the ground, trying to suppress his worries.

"Sir, surely, won't die. He has experienced a devil's sandstorm."

"Yes, the desert is its source, and it will have the strongest power in the desert."

“…”

That's it, but no one can guarantee that they can survive in this environment.

...

“Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo…”

"Aoah..."

This is the sound of the wind in the desert, with a creepy and strange sound turning around, and there is a dark area everywhere, and above this darkness is the dull sun.

The sunlight at this time cannot penetrate the sandstorm at all, and it seems that it also chooses to surrender under the power of this natural environment.

"Bang!"

"boom!"

"Bang!"

In this dark sandstorm, Ge Zhen and Gabriel were still fighting.

Their eyes were almost impossible to open, and they tried their best to stabilize their bodies while groping for each other.

As long as you contact, you will immediately have a battle.

But the battle was very short. Sometimes, three punches and two kicks, and some were just passing by for a while, and immediately separated by a sandstorm, lying on the sand and rolling with the hurricane, then stood up desperately.

This is indeed a competition of endurance, and more importantly, it is to fight against nature's power.

Whether to kill the other party is no longer important. What matters is who can survive this sandstorm will be the winner.

These are two true and absolute madmen. If Ge Zhen is a desperate, then Gabriel is a desperate person, two of them are half a dozen.

...

The sandstorm blew from morning to night, and then blew all night. When the storm stopped in the early morning of the next day, everyone in the prison came out to look for Gabriel and Ge Zhen.

Standing in the desert, Prous's eyes were full of confusion, because everything changed.

Before the sandstorm came, there were sand mountains in the north. Now the sand mountains are gone and have become a flat land.

The west was originally flat ground, but now it has become a continuous mountain of sand.

The south side changes from low to high, and the west side changes from high to low, and all the topography and landforms have completely changed.

"How to find..." Tagore made a voice.

Yes, how to find it?

In this case, it is impossible to find it. God knows where Ge Zhen and his two men were blown away, whether they were lost from the place, or were buried under the sandy mountain.

"Look!" Prous issued an order: "Bring enough water, find!"

Everyone began to look for the two people who were missing, even if they were so slim that they could not be added.

After the sandstorm, the Sahara once again showed absolute heat of the scorching sun, with a full 50 degrees and a surface temperature of up to 80 degrees.

This is the Sahara, this is the location of the devil's prison, and any life is difficult to survive on the surface.

Small black dots were scattered, spreading out in the yellow desert, searching for Ge Zhen and Gabriel.

...

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

I don’t know where, nor when it is now. Ge Zhen, who is covered in yellow sand, is still fighting with Gabriel, who is also in a mess.

You slap me, I slap you.

The slap has long lost its power. It is light when hitting people. Only the sound is heard, and it cannot be transmitted too far.

"Huff!"

"Huff!"

The two of them panted and hugged each other, and they couldn't help but rolled down from the sand hill together and lay on the sand like dead people.

The surface temperature of 80 degrees tucked Ge Zhen's back flesh, and he could even smell the smell of barbecue, but he could hardly feel the pain.

He tried hard to turn his head and used his blurred vision to find Gabriel's position, moving his body little by little, to get himself up.

It sways, like drunkenness.

"Plop!"

Ge Zhen fell to the ground, then repeated the movements of moving his body bit by bit, and got up again.

It took him more than half an hour to get a distance of more than ten meters.

Gabriel lay there motionless like a dead person.

The winner has been decided. As Prous said, Gabriel and Ge Zhen must have died!

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Chapter completed!