1290 One Disaster After Another (1/2)

A group of random animals accompanied the car's escape to the west. Zhang Zian sneaked a glance at his rearview mirror. Although the dust storm covered the entire sky behind them, he knew that these ferocious storms could not last forever and would gradually calm down.

Eh? Would it happen soon? This was too fast… He had to be a man and last for at least 30 seconds!

Something didn't seem right.

The range of the rearview mirror was limited. He grabbed Richard by the claws and raised him out of the window. ”Fly and see what happened back there!”

”Are you the devil? Didn't you see the vulture and the falcon being sucked in?” Richard resisted. He didn't want to die.

There was no other way. Zhang Zian could only forcefully throw him into the air.

Richard fluttered his wings and followed the car. He kept cursing at Zhang Zian. He saw his enemies—cats, foxes, lizards, and so on—just beside the car. He peed on them. As of now, their lives were at stake, and they did not bother with him. However, what would happen after that, no one could say.

”You don't find out what's happening behind us, don't come back!” He tried to close the window.

Richard was helpless. As a parrot, he was not good at flying. A few flaps and he was out of strength to continue. Nevertheless, he knew he needed to get back in. He would temporarily endure this.

He looked back and got scared. He let out a scream, wanting to fly away from what he saw!

The sand waves did not calm down—at least, they did not calm down by themselves. Instead, they were caught up in the speed of the sand waves behind them. The expanding abyss swallowed the sand waves.

The location of the Golden Pyramid, the center of the Devil's Sea, has become a huge funnel for sand. It greedily swallowing hundreds of millions of tons of sand. Even the pyramid had not been spared. What was left aboveground was the tip. It would soon be completely buried.

There was little sand left near the pyramid, so the sand had to have come from other areas. It was like a hollow spot in the ocean where the surrounding sea water had gotten sucked in.

Richard hurriedly flew back into the car and told everyone what he'd seen.

Zhang Zian also felt that their vehicle was facing more and more resistance, like an invisible hand was pulling them backwards. This was because the surrounding sand was flowing backward, but the car was trying to drive forward. He had failed to notice this earlier.

Fina poked her head out of the window and stared at the distance. It was very clear to her. She would never see this pyramid again. It would be buried in the depths of the desert for a long time. It might be dug up by human beings after 100 years, or it may never be seen again. The Devil's Sea would disappear after this disaster, and it would be no different than the surrounding sand sea, even to a Bedouin.

This was also good. It would save her from being disturbed by modern humans. This was better than her being brought to a museum, placed in a showcase for people to visit. She had not been willing to live in the hands of the Romans then and had committed suicide. If she had to face the same fate after death, where anyone with money could pay to see her, it would be tragic.

She was not as nervous as the other elfins. Being nervous did not help her. At most, they would merely jump out of the car and run with their four legs. At long distance, their legs would certainly lose to a car.

Comparatively, she was immersed in what had happened earlier with the mysterious woman she'd met in front of the tomb of the king. How had she appeared, and how had she left? Why did she know its name? Why did she know how she felt?

Also, what had she meant by what she'd said?

Not now, not here.

Fina tried to come up with other explanations, but in this context, it seemed she was telling her that she could fulfill her goals anytime and anywhere.

Yet her only wish was to see the living Cleopatra VII, even if she only got one more chance to see her. At least she could say her goodbyes.