Buffered by the howling wind and sand, Lu Bu'er crouched on the dune and put down the binoculars, and through the earpiece connected to the Military Department's communication channel, she could hear real-time shared information from the command post.
"Strategy point 001, Storm Canyon, has been secured."
"Strategy point 003, Skeleton Ruins, has been secured."
"Anomalies have been detected at strategy point 006, Sandstorm Wasteland. Falcon Squad is engaged in fierce combat, requesting long-range fire support!"
"There's movement at strategy point 007, Karnak Temple—the Dawn Special Sequence has lost contact, please send immediate reinforcements! Repeat, strategy point 007..."
The voices in the earpiece became noisy.
Like they were interfered with by an electric current.
The vast complex of the Karnak Temple in the desolate ruins seemed enshrouded in a mysterious, misty holy light, as if it had returned to the vast ancient periods when Ancient Egyptians worshipped their gods.
