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The situation was no longer as they had imagined. If there were indeed Predators lurking nearby, the implications would be dire. There was no reliable place to hide; the only refuge might be beneath the sand, perhaps that was where these Predators lay in wait.
If that were the case, hiding in the sand wouldn't be safe either.
They found themselves in a predicament, fully aware of the dangers yet still moving toward them, with no retreat available. The scalding hot pool behind them was like shedding a layer of skin if they were to jump in; it could be a minor injury, but they certainly did not want to return to that boiling ground, where even their boots would melt away.
Upon entering this place, he vaguely understood that the Predators were concealed somewhere nearby. It seemed that true Predators made no sound when stalking their prey; their lethal strike would only be felt at the moment they pounced, targeting the throat of their victim. In that fleeting moment, the prey would sense their deadly presence before their nervous system was completely severed and life slipped away.
He had hoped to find clues for escape here, but instead discovered a barren desert awaiting them, with hardly any places to hide. Even finding shelter at night posed a significant problem; there was a high chance that setting up a tent would result in it being swallowed whole by some lurking creature.
If such ancient beings truly existed—massive Crawling Creatures or Dinosaurs—perhaps even Tyrannosaurus tracks could be found here. With food sources so scarce, even a skeleton could serve as a makeshift shelter for a panda.
If humans encountered such colossal creatures, there would be no chance of survival. Even an aging Dinosaur could run as fast as a car; their genetically superior group could barely match that speed. Competing with Dinosaurs in speed would be suicidal, leaving them with no choice but to confront these terrifying beasts head-on.
Their team had numerous shortcomings. While they possessed some strengths, the effectiveness of their tactics still required refinement. These strategies needed considerable time to develop properly, and time was precisely what they lacked. The need for tactical adjustment was a pressing issue that overshadowed all others.
"Let's prepare to push forward."
After this statement echoed among them, Ross continued onward without hesitation. He remained silent; his reclusive nature did not leave a strong impression on others. He could barely be considered a temporary leader at this point. The others followed him into the sandy terrain, each step sinking slightly into the loose sand. They weren't wearing sand-proof shoes, so sand inevitably slipped inside with every step, forcing them to lift their feet out of the grains before moving forward again.
What could they do? There were no alternatives at this moment. Although their progress was slow, each step brought them closer to their destination, and they were moving at a relatively brisk pace. They couldn't cover a hundred miles in a day, but traversing ten miles was achievable.
As they walked for a while, suddenly a shadow flickered among the sand dunes ahead.
A loud crash echoed as a shadow emerged, revealing a Hook—a black Hook that resembled a giant Scorpion. This Hook glimmered with a dark light and moved at incredible speed, mostly concealed within its body. If it were covered by sand, it would be nearly impossible to locate, making it difficult to launch a reasonable attack unless concentrated fire was directed at its tail hook.
This situation had likely been encountered many times before. Although the team's coordination was not perfect, they certainly did not lack individual firepower. Everyone immediately scattered, each member quickly deploying their respective equipment in preparation for the sudden ambush.
The suddenly appearing Hook shifted slightly, and at that moment, a figure gradually surfaced from beneath the ground. Black fangs and two pairs of black pincers emerged, along with its massive Astonishing form slowly rising from the sand. This prey would surely be an easy target for the crawling creatures on the surface.
"This Scorpion is huge," Xiong Tai's voice called out from a distance. Lacking ranged weaponry, he could only grip his Primordial Thunder Hammer and wait for an opportunity to engage in close combat. Then came a roar from afar—the Scorpion launched an assault. The black Hook flickered with crimson light, evoking a sense of staring death in the face. The light surged forward, accompanied by a deafening roar.
Its speed was truly Astonishing as a brilliant flash shot out rapidly. The hook on its tail suddenly exploded with a loud bang, creating a sharp arrow-like spiral airflow. In an instant, the connection point of its tail burst apart.
Feeling that impact, the Scorpion let out a painful shriek and charged backward. It was Ross who had unleashed a lethal arrow, adjusting his aim to shatter the deadly Hook into pieces.
The other members reacted swiftly to that forceful impact. As the Scorpion lunged toward Ross, they quickly adjusted their strength and attacked the core of the Scorpion in an orderly manner. The most vulnerable targets appeared to be its head and mouth, while the rest of its body was covered in hard black armor.
The Gauss Sniper Rifle roared to life as one shot pierced through the Scorpion's mouth, causing blood to spray everywhere and leaving corrosive marks on the sand. After the heat dissipated, the Scorpion struggled but continued to charge forward.
Its pincers were powerful, and its tail could no longer deliver direct damage. Its mobility seemed restricted by something else; it appeared indifferent even if these attacks could lead to its demise as it charged toward a specific point with fierce determination.
This move seemed to have been anticipated; however, seeing the Scorpion's fierce momentum made it clear that conventional weapons would hardly inflict any significant damage—even minimal effects seemed insufficient against such massive size. It bore down on Mackey with its solid form, twisting its body before lunging forward.
The reaction seemed slightly delayed as others sensed the Scorpion's movements. Suddenly, its pincers clamped around Mackey's waist and lifted him off the ground.
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