Bab 337: Studying the System of Divine Spells

In the evening, the sun was setting in the west, about to fall below the horizon.

The dim yellow sunlight filled the entire desert, as if the posthouse had been dyed with a layer of gold. With dazzling cast gold armor, nightfall was right around the corner.

However, on the north side.

Between the dune communities, there was a long line passing through.

It was an orderly line of 50 strong one-humped camels that were leisurely strolling over.

Their wide hooves were able to fully step on the soft layer of sand. Their outstanding talent of being able to endure cold, heat, and trekking allowed these desert elves to shuttle between the sea of sand at a seemingly slow speed, like a light boat.

Riding on it, the Swadian peasant was half-sprawled and half-asleep in boredom, just as leisurely.

They were very comfortable.

Along the way, apart from the harsh environment, the so-called suffering of trekking was not unbearable.