Chapter 1068
The Thief's Car
The next day, at noon.
Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan cautiously boarded Fu Ye's "thief's car".
"Teacher Fu Ye, are you sure you want to drive straight there?"
Zhao Manyan's voice sounded a little weak in the SUV.
He stared at the endless expanse of pale sand outside the car window and swallowed hard.
Shawang River is also known as the Mage's Cemetery.
The scene was eerily calm, with only the heat slightly distorting the distant view.
Fu Ye grinned mischievously as he adjusted the angle of the rearview mirror with one hand.
"Hehe, buckle up, I'm going to take you guys crazy."
The modified off-road vehicle's engine emitted a deep hum.
In the passenger seat, Lingling was sitting in Fu Ye's lap adjusting her seatbelt.
She had heard of places like the Sha Wang River, and if Fu Ye went too far, it would be safer for her to hide in his arms.
She first fixed the tablet computer to the dashboard using a magnetic base.
Then, I carefully checked the seat belts three times from the shoulders to the waist, and finally pulled out the cross straps for extra reinforcement.
After finishing all this, she turned her head to look at Fu Ye.
"Won't it crash?"
"Haha, don't worry, this veteran driver bravely ventures into the Sand River and clears it in one life!"
The activities of the White Sand Demon Soldiers are related to temperature changes, with the two hours in the afternoon being their most active period.
Fu Ye and his group happened to catch this "good opportunity".
Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan in the back seat exchanged a glance.
Both of their faces were filled with regret.
But now that we're already on the thief's bus, there's no reason for us to get off.
Moreover, they had witnessed Fu Ye's strength firsthand.
"Hehehe, you'd better hold on tight!"
The words were spoken.
Fu Ye floored the accelerator.
The tires dug two deep grooves at the edge of the sand, and the off-road vehicle plunged directly into the Sand River.
The numbers on the speedometer were jumping wildly.
80-120-160
"Ahhhh-"
Zhao Manyan's screams were swallowed up by the raging wind and the roar of the engine.
Mo Fan gripped the handrail tightly, feeling as if his face was being pulled to the back of his head by the acceleration.
Looking out the car window, the sand on both sides had blurred into pale bands.
The white sand demon soldiers who rushed out only realized what was happening after they had left.
Fu Ye's hands remained steady on the slightly bumpy road, his eyes focused intently on the road ahead.
Of course, his driving direction is not always the same.
He relied on his ears to detect the subtle sounds of the white sand demon soldiers beneath the sand grains, and could even discern the distribution of the demon soldiers around him.
Before long, the sand in front of them suddenly exploded open.
Twelve humanoid creatures, formed entirely from white sand, burst forth from the sand. They were about three meters tall, wielding sand spears, and had eerie blue flames burning in their eye sockets.
These white sand demon soldiers appeared without any pause, their spears all aimed at the off-road vehicle, the tips of the spears beginning to gather a pale yellow light.
Fu Ye's expression remained unchanged.
He didn't even slow down; just as the spear left his hand, he slightly adjusted the steering wheel with his left hand and shifted the gear lever all the way down with his right.
The SUV suddenly veered sharply to the left, its body sliding at an exaggerated angle on the sand.
Twelve sand spears whistled past from the right, the closest one grazing the taillights, the wind pressure from its tip causing the car to sway.
In the instant he dodged, Fu Ye reversed the steering wheel, and the car spun back to its original position like a pendulum, continuing its forward momentum.
The entire process was smooth and fluid, without a single unnecessary movement.
"Teacher Fu Ye's driving skills are amazing! I have to learn this!"
Zhao Manyan, still shaken, fawned over him.
Before we knew it, half an hour had passed. "Don't relax."
Lingling stared at the tablet.
"Those white sand demon soldiers ahead are suspicious!"
The sand ahead churned as if boiling, and dozens of white sand demon soldiers emerged from beneath the sand, then collided with each other like magnets attracting each other.
The sand grains were reorganized, shaped, and condensed. In the end, seven white sand giants, each twenty meters tall, rose from the ground.
These giants were different from the crude demon soldiers; they had fine armor patterns, and their facial features even revealed a ferocious expression.
The most terrifying thing is their weapon—a giant axe formed entirely of sandstorm, with space itself slightly distorted at the axe blade.
The seven giants were connected by energy bonds formed from sand and dust, blocking all paths of advance.
"White Sand Giants' Frenzy"
For the first time, Lingling's voice showed surprise.
"This is the legendary guardian of the Sand River. Can we cross it?"
"Of course." Fu Ye's smile never faded.
He didn't slow down; instead, he pressed the accelerator even harder.
The engine roared angrily, and the speedometer needle plunged into the red zone.
Upon seeing this, Mo Fan immediately unleashed a burst of fire towards his right rear, because he genuinely didn't believe Fu Ye could drive through the crowd.
The next second, the giant on the left swung its battle axe down, and Mo Fan's attack instantly collapsed.
The tomahawk grazed the front of the car and crashed into the sand, the splash of sand completely obscuring the windshield.
"I can't see clearly!" Lingling exclaimed anxiously.
Fu Ye's eyes narrowed slightly.
He quickly turned the steering wheel sharply, and the SUV made a sharp turn that almost defied the laws of physics, cutting through the gap between the two giants.
This angle is extremely tricky, precisely the blind spot for the two battle axes to attack.
The giant at the center of the formation reacted extremely quickly, raising its giant axe high, ready to strike down.
At the moment when the giant raised its axe to its highest point, its chest was completely exposed.
Fu Ye smiled slightly but did not cast a spell.
Instead, they directly covered the off-road vehicle with a layer of ice spikes.
"Pfft!"
There was no light, no loud noise.
Only a hole the size of a bowl appeared in the chest of the giant at the center of the formation.
The moment the hole appeared, the giant froze, and then sand began to pour down and scatter like a waterfall from the hole.
Immediately afterwards, the energy link broke, and the other six giants collapsed one after another.
The seven giants turned into seven sand dunes, and there was no more life.
The off-road vehicle burst out of the swirling dust, and ahead lay the opposite bank of the Shawang River.
Fu Ye drove the car up the riverbank, and the feeling of the tires gripping the solid ground again brought a sigh of relief to everyone.
The vehicle coasted for a while before coming to a steady stop.
Dead silence.
The only sounds were the "click" of the engine cooling down and the heavy breathing of the three men.
Zhao Manyan was the first to unbuckle his seatbelt, and his hands were shaking so much that he had to press the button three times before he succeeded.
He pushed open the car door, his feet went weak as soon as they touched the ground, and he knelt down and began to retch.
Mo Fan's condition was slightly better, but his face was as pale as paper.
He leaned back in his seat, watching Fu Ye calmly stroke his hair.
That was as if to say, "That move I just made was really cool."
Lingling was the last to unbuckle her seatbelt.
She was clearly the calmest of the three, but the long, bumpy ride still made her feel a bit nauseous.
"No, I won't. I will never ride in your car again."
It was rare to see Lingling get frustrated, so Fu Ye gently patted her back.
"Oh, so my little loli Lingling can be scared too? In that case, I'll definitely take you out for more off-road racing in the future." (End of Chapter)