The team had no place to hide in the endless yellow sand region. They were constantly exposed to the vision of the strange beasts.
The awakened ones and the soldiers were guarding the outer perimeter. They were on full alert while the civilians were protected in the center. After traveling for the past few days, everyone was exhausted and needed proper rest.
He Chuan stood mid-air and looked into the distance, ready to deal with unusual situations.
After a few days of migration, the civilians and soldiers of Freedom City gradually changed their initial views of He Chuan.
Unlike the other princes and nobles who were indifferent to the lives of the civilians, the Eighteenth Prince was willing to charge at the forefront at the crucial moment and fight with the strange beasts.
The yellow sand was blown by a gentle breeze, causing ripples.