Chapter 126 - 122. Malevolent Wind
The place was scorching hot.
The moment they stepped through the gate, their feet sunk into the sand. There was nothing around them but golden sand and golden sun burning their skin. Even the wind that blew felt hot on their face.
"Ah, damn it--I hate desert!" one of the espers groaned while pulling his feet off the sand.
"Ugh, yeah...it’s worse than the ice field..."
"At least it’s not a lava field,"
"Nothing’s worse than undead land, though...the rotting stench--yuck!"
The espers, who were already used to this kind of environment, only chatted boisterously upon encountering the field. The two guides, however, looked around in amazement.
"Ooh! This is just like in the simulation!" Brisk exclaimed. "Wow, isn’t that mean the simulation chamber is really good, Captain?"
"It’s because we take the high-level configuration," Dean responded calmly.
"I see, I see!" Brisk nodded enthusiastically.
Whether it was the energetic response or the calm one, it was miles better than the squad’s last experience with guides. That time was filled with the guide’s incessant nervous sound that annoyed the squad members. It was even worse since they were in an undead land where quietness was imperative.