After the team dispersed, Shalin rushed alone towards the heart of the oasis.
On the desolate streets, only the heavy echo of his footsteps reverberated for a time.
Each of his strides covered more than ten meters, and a few steps took him hundreds of meters. As he hurried along, his eyes glowed brightly, constantly vigilant of his surroundings and comparing them against the target location data in the database.
Flight was not an option here, with the surrounding mass of automated anti-air systems capable of instantaneously annihilating anything airborne.
Therefore, the fastest method was ground reconnaissance.
The white robe fluttered continuously, like a white current, sweeping forward along the blocks.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, his step halted, and he stood still.
Surrounding him on the streets, squads of sand thieves slowly emerged from all directions.
