Chapter 100 | Reincarnated as a Necromancer, I Turned a Death Desert Into Paradise

The elf ran at the very front. Her steps were light, and she seemed to exert little effort even as she ran across the sandy ground.

Behind her, the sand scalers' bodies grew increasingly weak from their long trek.

Only Mira, holding the child, managed to keep pace with the elf. “What is your name?”

The elf glanced back at her, slowed down slightly, and replied, “Eileen Azir, a Ranger of the Empire.”

“A Ranger? What are you doing in the desert?”

“Investigating. Over the past few months, various abnormal fluctuations in mana particles have appeared in the Golden Sea. The Empire detected them at their outposts along the border and sent me to investigate. However, my supplies ran out, and I lost my way.”

Eileen's meaning was simple: if she hadn't been picked up by this group of sand scalers, she would have likely become just another corpse buried beneath this sea of sand.

“Is there anywhere safe?”

Eileen glanced at the swaying figures behind them. “In your current state, if we don't find a place to shelter before dark, at least three of you won't survive the night.”

Mira's expression darkened. She knew the elf was telling the truth. She could feel her own legs trembling, let alone the others.

Just then, a faint shouting echoed from ahead. Looking up, Mira spotted several dark golden figures moving rapidly along the slope of a distant sand dune.

The leader was exceptionally tall, standing more than a full head broader than those behind him. The two-handed axe strapped to his back was particularly eye-catching.

“They're sand scalers!”

The clansmen behind Mira cried out in surprise, but their voices carried clear wariness. In the Golden Sea, interactions between sand scalers were not always peaceful; when resources were scarce, their conflicts could turn incredibly bloody.

But Mira took one look at her clansmen behind her, hesitated for a second, and made her choice. “Head toward them!”

The two groups closed the distance quickly. When they were about ten meters apart, the tall, burly sand scaler on the other side suddenly stopped, and both sides eyed each other's ranks.

Then, the massive sand scaler looked up at the griffins circling in the sky and introduced himself. “I am Ksaz Sanddust of Silver Sand Lake. I saw the griffins circling nearby and figured someone had been targeted, so I came to check it out.”

“Which direction did you come from? How long have they been chasing you?”

“From the northwest. About three days.”

Mira's answer was very concise. She quickly scanned the area behind Ksaz. Only a few clansmen followed him, but their scales were full and healthy, they carried short bone spears on their backs, and they stood tall and alert, clearly having undergone systematic training.

Ksaz's physique was also completely different from an ordinary sand scaler's. Even the tallest member of her own group looked small and frail in front of him. Moreover, his scales emitted a faint golden glow, adorned with strange, intricate patterns.

Ksaz found the situation a bit troublesome after hearing Mira's words, but before he could think further, a griffin's screech echoed from above.

Then, one of the griffins adjusted its posture and dived, aiming straight for the smallest child in the group.

“Karu!”

Ksaz bellowed, reaching down to draw a bone spear from his waist. Almost simultaneously, his other clansmen drew their own bone spears, and the four weapons were hurled at once.

At first, the griffin paid little heed to this attack, thinking only of dodging and diving again. It didn't even seem to mind taking a single hit.

But when the bone spears closed within three meters, it instinctively sensed a threat. It immediately pulled back, twisting its body violently. Several bone spears whizzed past, but one grazed the edge of its left wing, tearing a gash.

The griffin shrieked in pain and frantically flapped its wings to gain altitude.

But in the next second, it found Ksaz already leaping high before it. Raising his two-handed battleaxe over his head, he brought it crashing down toward the griffin's head.

The griffin was startled by this sudden attack. It flapped its wings wildly in midair, barely managing to dodge Ksaz's strike.

Ksaz landed heavily on the ground, kicking up a massive cloud of sand and dust.

As the dust settled, the two griffins had already flown dozens of meters away, shrinking into two black dots on the horizon in a matter of moments.

“We can't let them go!”

Mira looked at Ksaz with a worried expression, her voice filled with anxiety. “Griffins are pack creatures. They will call their companions. If more of them return, we will all die here.”

Ksaz, however, was not overly worried. He merely replied flatly, “I know.”

In that situation, it wasn't that he didn't want to pursue, but that he couldn't. There were elderly and weak members in the group now, and the sky was the griffins' primary battlefield. If he led his men in a relentless pursuit, they would likely be drawn into a trap.

“Let's leave here first.”

Ksaz turned around, his gaze sweeping over Mira's clansmen. “It's not safe here. We'll go to Silver Sand Lake. Once we're there, we'll be safe.”

Mira was visibly taken aback. “Silver Sand Lake? Where is that?”

“Our stronghold.”

Ksaz had already begun to march. His other clansmen, led by Karu, fanned out to shield Mira's group in the center. “There is water, food, and a very formidable gentleman there.”

Mira wanted to ask who this gentleman was, but seeing that Ksaz had already turned and walked away, she could only swallow her words and follow.

The group moved quickly through the sand dunes. Eileen, who had recovered quite a bit, caught up to Ksaz and asked, “What's the story behind your name?”

Ksaz scanned their surroundings and offered a simple explanation. “Sanddust is the source of my bloodline. Silver Sand Lake is where I belong; it represents the place we chose to settle, and also the territory we pledge our loyalty to.”

Beside them, Mira suddenly asked in a low voice, “So, your tribe...”

“The sand spirits destroyed it.”

Ksaz's voice was low, but he didn't seem too despondent. “Only a few of us are left. Now, Silver Sand Lake is our home.”

Mira fell silent. Ksaz's words resonated deeply with her.

Yet she could find no words of comfort to offer, so she could only follow the group in silence.

About several hours later, the sun began to sink into the west.

Ksaz suddenly stopped and raised his hand to signal the group to halt. At the same time, Karu and the others understood his meaning and immediately went on high alert.

“They're here.”

Ksaz muttered, then looked up at the sky beside them.

There, four black dots were rapidly growing larger in their field of vision.

“Four of them...”

Mira's voice began to tremble. She looked at Ksaz in despair, but seeing that he was not panicking like her and instead remained extremely calm, she asked, “What should we do?”