The giant lizard climbed swiftly, seeming well-suited to the desert environment.
The demons on the lizard's back kept using a peculiar pole, at least fifty meters long, to poke at the surrounding sand dunes. If not for the unmatched speed, one might really think they were punting on land.
Wang Wu cautiously followed from a few miles away, still clueless about what they were doing.
After trailing for about thirty miles and noticing that these desert natives showed no sign of stopping, and with his bear hair suddenly moving several hundred meters away, Wang Wu decided he could stop following.
But whether by coincidence or not, at that very moment, the group of desert natives ahead suddenly began to shout excitedly, as if something had changed, yet Wang Wu felt nothing unusual.
He saw nothing special!
Even with Level 18.2 Danger Perception and Level 12 Spirit Essence, he found nothing.
But—wait, those poles!
