Five days later, Ero.
This was an obscure little town situated in the eastern region, perpetually assaulted by the sands which left the buildings in ruins, appearing as a collection of weather-beaten relics.
If not for the occasional appearance of a few local residents, one might mistake it for an abandoned ancient relic.
At this moment, on the town's streets, there was a group of people dressed in a way that completely clashed with the local style, walking along. Their arrival instantly caught the gaze of the few residents there.
"Ding-a-ling~"
A sharp bell sound rang out as a white man about six feet tall, wearing a sleeveless vest emerged from the doorway of a stone house.
"Guys, I just confirmed it, this place is indeed Qiquituk Town, we've reached our destination."
As the man spoke, those around him all let out a sigh of relief.
Clearly, they seemed to have spent much effort in finding this place over the past few days.
