Joyner's truck slowed, keeping her eyes on them. Those strangely shaped "weeds" seemed to have been seen somewhere, but she couldn't remember it for a while after racking her brains.

But she had a hunch that it was by no means a good thing.

Finally, at a distance of about one kilometer, where the line of sight was enough to see them clearly, Joyner's eyes suddenly widened, and her heart skipped a beat, completely shocked by the weird scene.

That's not a "weed" at all!

Instead, hundreds of spears nearly ten meters high and thick wooden stakes stand up in a mess... From a distance, they look like blooming mariana bushes.

They were stuck on the ground, pointing at the sky obliquely, like a huge tombstone. Seen from behind the spear, the background is a fortification of huge stones, rough and simple, consisting of the remains of a broken city wall intermittently.

A hanged person hangs from the top of each giant spear, or was hung after being killed. And these people—human skeletons to be precise, floating in the yellow sand and the wind, are extremely miserable and the sight is penetrating.

Some people could see the torn clothes on their bodies, but they had been weathered and shattered long ago, and some only had pale skeletons left.

In horror, Joyner's mood also had huge waves.

She froze for a few seconds, no wonder she felt familiar when she saw these spears before, but after a few seconds she thought of the answer, isn't this the shape of the armed spikes on her truck?

Joyner guessed that these dead guys seemed to have been tortured and killed, and the reason why the corpses were hung here was to warn those enemies who wanted to challenge the hidden sandcastle - what kind of terrible end would they end up against themselves!

Hundreds of dead people were hung like this, like tombstones standing in the wilderness, or like flags specially displayed to other opponents.

This practice is barbaric, terrifying, and bloody! But no matter how lethal it is to the enemy, it is definitely more than enough to ridicule and insult the opponent.

That is to say, the so-called harm is zero, but the insult is off the charts.

In order to confirm her previous guess, Joyner drove the car a little closer and jumped out of the car to take a closer look. This horrific scene became even more unbearable to look at directly.

Sure enough, she saw some burnt-black vehicles piled together randomly and put into a garbage dump. These should all be chariots destroyed by weapons. An extremely fierce war must have broken out here, and the victors, inspired by enthusiasm and joy, killed all their opponents on the spot.

Is it the result of one battle or several? have no idea.

She tried to imagine the scene of this era, which was close to the battle of beasts, but she had no concept at all.

Joyner's face became ugly, her face was cold and livid, and she said nothing, feeling like she had returned to the barbaric Middle Ages.

She remembered that she had seen the afterimages of the ancient army before. After winning the battle, they would kill all the enemies and trample the opponent's city with thousands of iron hooves, causing fire and blood to surge everywhere; she had also seen books describing ancient nobles tortured serfs Let it die, and then hang it on the big tree at the head of the village, and show it to the villagers all the time.

Joyner returned to the car in silence, having a better understanding of this era, and a huge sense of depression lingered in her mind.

She no longer looked at the totem of death and victory, but looked up at the leaden sky.

She felt that the clouds in this era were much higher than the clouds seen before, and it seemed that the atmosphere was farther from the ground. Logically speaking, having such a thick cloud cover means that it is about to rain, but in this era, rain is rarely seen, maybe because the rain is corrosive acid rain?

The destination remains the same, and the truck continues on in the wilderness.

An hour later, the scenery changed, and the terrain became more complex and varied—it seemed that this place suffered a tsunami or earthquake a long time ago, and there were huge raised formations and ravines everywhere.

The years have not smoothed these traces, but shaped this area into something absurd and mysterious.

After climbing the undulating hills, Joyner saw the outline of man-made objects at a distance, and recognized at a glance that they were buildings in the style of the pre-civilization era. However, they are all tilted and dilapidated, comparable to the size of a small town.

She also saw that a huge fence and steel gate seemed to be built on the outskirts of the town. The grayish yellow color may be the color of wood or stone bricks, blocking the buildings in several areas, and digging holes on both sides of the passage in and out of the town. Huge ditches, set up man-made barriers and horse-like areas.

Is that the Hidden Sandcastle?

Joyner imagined the scene of many people living there, and immediately lifted her spirits, muttering to herself.

At this moment, her mood became more complicated and calmer.

Because she knew that the closer she was to the hidden sandcastle, the higher the chance of encountering patrolling thugs.

At this time, the straight-line distance from the hidden sandcastle is estimated to be less than four or five kilometers, and the dilapidated dream land is close at hand, so there must be no mistakes.

She is not sure that she can really let a carload of "stowaways" enter the city smoothly. If it was just herself, she might not need to worry about these things at all, because she can easily solve any problem with her powerful skills. If she wants to sneak into the hidden sandcastle Absolutely no one can stop it.

But she had already made a promise before that she would take everyone there, she is not a person who promises to go back on her word, so she must try. If you're unlucky, at worst, just kill a few bandits.

The sun was setting.

When the evening fell on the earth again, Joyner still encountered the expected thing.

While driving, she suddenly noticed that the reflector was flickering and flickering. It seemed that there was some dark yellow, deep and thin light shining behind her. She immediately realized that it was the lights of the vehicle.

And after concentrating on the identification, she also heard the faint sound of the engine, and her alertness immediately increased several times.

"one…"

"Two...three..."

There are three cars speeding, chasing themselves.

Joyner held the steering wheel with one hand and touched her boot with the other, and the fang dagger lay quietly on her calf. No matter when, there is absolutely nothing wrong with being prepared for battle.

She slowed down on purpose, imitating the driving habits of bandits, pretending nonchalantly that the bandits had just returned from hunting, UU reading www.uukanshu. com attempted to muddle through.

She estimated that there was a patrol team guarding the hidden sand castle behind. If the plan went well, even if the other party had doubts, at most they would just catch up and ask a few questions, and they would probably be able to let them go.

In this way, Joyner drove forward for nearly one kilometer.

At this moment, the sound of the engine behind her became urgent, and she frowned, only to see the reflector suddenly appear three times in succession.

"What should come will always come."

Joyner subconsciously felt that the other party had given some kind of signal to stop herself. She sneered, stretched out the tip of her pink tongue, and licked her lower lip lightly.

Like all people, Joyner had an unusually strong desire to survive.

"Stop, just stop, old lady, I'm a Sand Bandit returning from wild hunting, and I'm still carrying a cart full of prey."

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