210 Dust Cloud: Part 1

The wind blew as the endless sand dune glittered beautifully under the sunlight.

Amid the wind, there was a faint clanking as the billowing dust cloud crashed against Valgariah's dark red leg guard.

Every step he took, his leg sank centimeters into the ground.

The scorching sun above him was like a steam cooker, or an oven, as his entire armor was heated to the point of boiling, seemingly possible to grill sweet potato on it.

Ever since he had rescued Khadula, he had been wandering around under Lin Sheng's command, to look for a place where he could establish a branch and spread the word of the holy power.

Sadly, perhaps due to his overly stringent requirements, or his bad luck, the Steel Lord Valgariah had been hopping from ship to ship without any luck of finding a suitable spot.