In the desert.
Zhou Zhou and the soldiers looked at the sandman's territory in the distance.
The huge hole that Nezario had melted with the magma dragon breath on the huge desert pyramid the last time was still there.
About 100 to 200 sandmen were repairing the pyramid while a portion of the remaining sandmen patrolled the perimeter of the pyramid.
The others which were not immediately visible should be in the pyramid.
The corners of Zhou Zhou's mouth curled up slightly before he looked at Nezario, who was not far away.
Nezario instantly understood Zhou Zhou's thoughts.
It slowly flapped its wings and flew into the sky straight to the pyramid.
"Prepare for battle!"
Zhou Zhou ordered in a low voice.
"Yes!"
Bai Yi and Zhang Cang immediately responded and told all the soldiers to prepare for battle.
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