Rift: Countdown to Doomsday

The sky was filled with wind and sand, and Ling Feng and his group walked in the desert. Every step seemed difficult. In front of them was a seemingly endless sand dune, and their destination was hidden deep in this sea of ​​sand.

"Ling Feng, can we really find the legendary treasure of the sand?" Irene frowned, looking at the endless yellow sand, a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes.

Ling Feng nodded firmly: "Of course we can. As long as we believe in ourselves, any challenge can be overcome."

Lan Ya tightly grasped the dagger in her hand and scanned the surroundings vigilantly: "Be careful, there are not only natural threats in this desert, but also many enemies watching us."

Suddenly, the sand dunes in front of them began to shake violently, as if something huge was approaching them. Ling Feng immediately prepared for battle, holding the sword tightly with both hands: "Everyone be careful, prepare for battle!"

The sand dunes split apart, and a giant sandworm emerged from them, making a deafening roar. Its scales gleamed coldly in the sun, and its huge mouthparts seemed to be able to swallow everything.

"Erin, use your magic to attack its eyes!" Ling Feng quickly commanded, and at the same time he rushed towards the sandworm. The long sword drew a cold light and pointed directly at the sandworm's abdomen.

Irene chanted a spell quickly, and a bolt of lightning condensed between her hands, hitting the sandworm's eyes accurately. The sandworm roared in pain, and its huge body rolled on the sand, trying to get rid of the attack.

"Lan Ya, find an opportunity to stab its weak point!" Ling Feng shouted loudly, waving his sword to block the sandworm's giant claws.

Lan Ya's figure was like a ghost, and she quickly circled behind the sandworm, and the dagger in her hand accurately pierced into the sandworm's spine. The sandworm let out a final scream, and its huge body fell to the ground with a bang, raising a cloud of dust.

"Well done!" Ling Feng panted and looked at his companions with satisfaction.

"It's just the beginning." Lan Ya wiped the blood off the dagger with a determined look.

They continued to move forward, crossing the barren desert and facing unknown challenges. The sunset gradually dyed the sky red, adding a touch of mystery to their journey.

Just as they were about to approach the legendary treasure of the sand, a group of dark shadows suddenly surrounded them from all directions. The leader was a man in a black robe, with a dangerous light flashing in his eyes.

"How dare you set foot here? You're looking for death!" the black-robed man said coldly, the magic wand in his hand flashing with a black light.

"We are not here to cause trouble." Ling Feng stepped forward, trying to ease the tense situation.

"But you have already found it." The man in black robe sneered and waved his magic wand violently. A black energy wave attacked Ling Feng and the others.

"Scatter!" Ling Feng shouted loudly, leading his companions to dodge quickly. However, the speed of the black energy wave was extremely fast, and several people were still affected and fell to the ground in pain.

"Eileen, heal them quickly!" Ling Feng shouted anxiously, while raising his sword to block the attack of the man in black robe.

Irene immediately cast a healing spell, and the green light covered the injured companion, and the wound healed quickly. Lan Ya took the opportunity to go around the flank of the black-robed man and prepare for a surprise attack.

"Don't even think about succeeding!" The man in black robe snorted coldly and swung the magic wand in his hand violently, forming a black barrier to block Lan Ya's attack.

Seeing this, Ling Feng was startled: "This guy is not easy to deal with, everyone be careful!"

"Hmph, you're just making a last-ditch effort." The man in black robe sneered, and the magic wand in his hand flashed again, preparing to release more powerful magic.

At this moment, a loud eagle cry was heard from the sky, and a huge golden eagle swooped down from the sky and pounced on the man in black robe. The man was caught off guard and was caught by the eagle's claws and fell to the ground.

"It's Dean Kane!" Irene shouted in surprise.

Dean Kane jumped off the eagle's back and landed steadily, with the staff in his hand shining with golden light: "Are you all right?"

"Fortunately, I almost couldn't hold on." Ling Feng breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Kane with gratitude.

"You retreat first, leave this to me." Dean Kane said in a deep voice, looking at the man in black robe with cold eyes.

"Want to leave? Not that easy!" The man in black robe struggled to stand up, his eyes full of anger. He swung his magic wand violently, releasing a powerful dark energy, heading straight for Dean Kane.

Dean Kane snorted coldly and waved his staff. The golden light formed a barrier to keep the dark energy out. The two powerful forces collided violently in the air, bursting out with dazzling light.

"Go!" Dean Kane turned around and shouted, sweat oozing from his forehead, obviously trying his best to resist the opponent's attack.

Ling Feng gritted his teeth and led his companions to evacuate quickly. They knew that only by conserving their strength could they continue to complete the next mission.

"Dean, be careful!" Irene looked back reluctantly, her eyes full of worry.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine." Dean Kane smiled and said firmly.

They continue to move forward and meet unknown challenges. Every step is full of hardships, but their faith has never wavered. Ling Feng believes that as long as they unite as one, they will be able to overcome all difficulties and find the legendary treasure of sand.