Muscle Dad and the others have a peculiar way to probe the riverbed buried under the sand. They use a psionic crystal that can repeatedly excite and vibrate against the sand, and then detect the echo to determine the direction of the riverbed.
Because the soil texture of the ancient riverbed was hard and completely different from the sand on the upper layer, the shock wave would bounce off the contact surface between the sand and the riverbed. You can know the location of the riverbed.
For this set of rhetoric, Muhadi did not believe it at all. Although the seismic detection technology is very mature on the earth, it is absolutely impossible to say that someone can hear the underground topographic map outlined by the shock waves only by listening. Even if the body and the senses of the Athas are far stronger than that of ordinary earth people, that is impossible.
But no matter how much Muhadi asked, Muscle Dad hesitated to say more. And Aisha obviously didn't have as much knowledge as Muhadi, so she was taken aback by what the other party said, and she completely believed it.
The group started their adventure under this kind of scheming situation. Muscle Dad and his two male companions sang songs and rode the grayscale bird to clear the way. Muhadi, Aisha, and a beautiful woman called "Mama Sledgehammer" followed behind on their own mounts.
The song that Muscle Dad sang at this time was called "The Days of Hanging Ali". It seemed different from the fire songs of the elves. The people in the city liked these vulgar but closer to life songs.
For outsiders who have never been to the desert, the sand scene can be said to be almost the same, always rolling sand dunes. But for Muhadi, a period of desert life has taught him how to observe the fallen desert grasses in the sand, and how to spot the various poisonous insects hidden in camouflage.
For the current Muhadi, the desert has become a lot richer, and it is no longer the almost empty barren in his eyes.
But now he also realizes that there are many dangers in the desert, and there are all kinds of deadly monsters lurking in the sand, ready to tear your throat and drink your blood.
Monsters are rarer on trade routes and near tribal settlements, and in more remote places, any unexpected situation can arise.
Muscle Dad and the other three were carefree, and he didn't seem to care about being attacked at all. Muhadi felt that his life was very precious, and he kept scanning with vigilance.
"Aha! Dad, something is approaching!" The giant butcher stayed on the ground and listened for a while, then suddenly shouted and jumped up, "A large group!"
The Muer people were singing "6 girls take off their clothes" when they were suddenly interrupted, in a bad mood, and screamed, "What monster dares to disturb Lao Tzu?"
The monsters came as soon as they said it. Within a few dozen meters nearby, a large area of sand rolled like boiling water. A hunched human figure stood up from the sand and answered the question of the Muer people with a voice of "Ow, Oo, Oo, Oo". .
Desert mummies!
This abominable monster was transformed from a traveler who died of dehydration in the desert. They have an unusual hatred for all living beings, and will instinctively pursue ruthless pursuit. Although a single desert mummy is not a dangerous opponent, once the number is reached, this kind of thing is more difficult to deal with than anything else.
Do you want to break through with the speed of the mount? Muhadi thought to himself, but he dismissed the idea when he saw that Aisha was not moving. Although Muhadi himself certainly couldn't deal with so many mummy corpses, but looking at the appearance of Muscle Dad, he could handle it somewhat.
He never imagined that Muscle Dad would be so fierce.
The Muer roared angrily out of thin air, like a thunderous roar, he turned over from the bird's back and jumped down, the machete turned and chopped two fast-running mummies, swept his right leg, and overturned another, and then used the machete From bottom to top, split the fourth mummy in half from waist to shoulder.
He fights like a lion wielding a machete. The big and ugly black iron machete has almost become a symbol of death. The corpse was smashed to pieces. The monsters bit and scratched, but they couldn't even touch the corners of his clothes.
The others did not show weakness either. The Dagger Boy and the Giant Butcher each faced a mummified corpse and fought vigorously. Mama Sledgehammer was smashing the head of a mummified corpse with the stone hammer in her hand.
Muhadi also joined the fight. He picked an opponent who looked particularly tall. This mummy still had a tattered robe hanging loosely on his body. His long, shrunken ears betrayed that he was an elf in life.
Although the corpse is bare-handed, it is incredibly powerful, and every punch and foot is carried by the strong wind. Muhadi is much petite in comparison, but his attacks are quick and direct, often hitting the opponent's weaknesses just right.
This is the power of psionic energy. Although Muhadi is only just getting started on the spiritual path, it is difficult to directly hurt his opponent, but the auxiliary effect of psionic energy is enough to benefit him a lot.
Before each shot, an indescribable intuition would emerge in Mohadi's mind, accurately predicting whether the attack would be dodged or hit.
Every time the opponent's attack, he can also predict whether it will hit or deflect, and then make targeted defenses. A month ago, he would never be the opponent of this corpse monster, but now, he is at ease.
The tall elf mummified corpse was forced back step by step by him, and he was about to fail completely. At this time, another mummified corpse approached and wanted to take the opportunity to attack.
In a flash of cold light, a dagger decorated with gems was inserted into the forehead of the visitor, and then the machete cut off the head of the tall mummy.
This is Fatuma's fighting style, with a machete in one hand and a dagger in the other, taking into account stability and agility. The only weakness of this tactic is that the defense is not solid. In this regard, Fatuma made up for it with speed, while Mohadi relied on hunch to win.
At this time, the situation was almost cleared up. Muscle Dad had eliminated more than ten mummified corpses by himself. Muhadi and the others did not perform badly. Everyone eliminated three or four mummified corpses.
The last few corpses gathered together and formed a defensive formation, which was unusual, because the corpses had low intelligence and were good at cooperating tactically. Maybe these corpses were soldiers or something.
At this time, Muhadi happened to solve his fifth opponent and planned to go forward to attack, but he was surprised to find that a strange light suddenly came from behind him.
Aisha hardly made any shots in the previous battle, but at this moment, she became the focus of the battlefield.
A strange light emanated from her eyes, and a strange low-pitched sound rang out. In Muhadi's psionic sense, Aisha seemed to be glowing with light at this time.
The girl snorted softly and pushed her hands forward, and an invisible force came out of nothing and rushed forward. Along the way, the higher sand piles were flattened one after another, and a track that seemed to be compacted by giant objects was cleared out on the sand. Both Dagger Boy and Mama Sledgehammer turned their heads to watch the supernatural scene.
The surging spiritual power concentrated the last few mummified corpses gathered together, and the invisible force tore their ragged robes in an instant, followed by the skin, muscles, and bones. In just a split second, they shattered under this force, blew away, and then re-formed part of the sand.
"Well done, psionic chick!" The muscular dad clapped with the machete under his arm, "As expected of someone destined to be my next ex-wife!"
Muhadi didn't say a word, just stood there, not even listening to Muscle Dad's babble and Aisha's subsequent counterattack. The scene of using his psionic energy he just saw seemed to have opened a valve in his heart, and many inexplicable things poured into his mind. Obviously it is a powerful psionic energy that has never been seen before, but Muhadi has a strange feeling of deja vu, but out of place.
Even if he exhausted all his self-control, the young man could only keep his face as usual and did not lose his temper immediately.
However, the strange feeling of "I used to have this ability" has always lingered in my heart and cannot be dissipated for a long time.