Traaling behind, Jeffrey inevitably got a mouthful of sand. Before his anger could erupt from his chest, he suddenly felt his speed plummeting. It was not that he was running slower, but that the sand beneath his feet was rolling downward continuously!
Realizing this change, even if Jeffrey were a complete fool, he would no longer think all was peaceful and quiet.
Running for his life while looking back over his shoulder, he saw a horrifying sight—thousands of palm-sized little sand mounds densely packed his entire field of vision, and these mounds were pursuing them at a terrifying speed!
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