Infinity: 231 Open-Air Sex.

Arnold, at the edge of the desert oasis, received another report of his team's deaths, sending the black man into a rage. Who on earth could possibly be doing such a thing? How dare they dare?


"Go in and scout, be careful," Arnold offered a rare, concerned word. He'd done this kind of reconnaissance many times before, and nothing had gone wrong. It looked like someone was behind this! With this thought in mind, Arnold took out his notebook and wrote it down. If he were to be assassinated, he could use it to find information after his resurrection.


Arnold was merely a low-level leader, exploiting spatial vulnerabilities for subversive profit. He didn't realize there were more than one person doing this. All three major societies were involved, and there were even more.


The desert oasis was no simple oasis; it was teeming with bizarre creatures. Since this land was created by the God of Death, it also contained elements found only in Hell. Restricted by the rules, unable to leave the oasis, they thrived there, like the famous Stygian Dolls.


After searching for a while, the group arrived at a pyramid within the oasis. Its style resembled that of ancient Egypt, utilizing standard ancient construction techniques. They used only yellow mud, not even cement. The interior was filled with chambers, with no hallways.


The pyramid was vast, making it easy to get lost, but many areas were sealed off and inaccessible. It seemed some kind of restriction had kept the doors closed, and several scorpions had built their nests there, creating a strange appearance.


"Boss, this is the resting place of the Scorpion King. We've found a tomb with a device that needs to be activated with a bracelet, summoning the legions of the dead god Hell," a scout reported, leading them to a statue of a human-faced sphinx. Just below the statue was a cave entrance.


Inside, a kind of immobile gargoyle existed. Anyone who put a hand inside would be devoured by it. No one knew the cost of activating the legion, but if it meant sacrificing a hand, it certainly wasn't a good thing.


"Have you checked it?" Arnold clenched his fists. "Have you found the Scorpion King's tomb?"


"We have. There seems to be a monster inside, but it needs a bracelet to activate it." The scout paused, giving himself time to digest the information. "The tomb is still deep inside. We can't reach it. There's a barrier blocking it."


While they were still searching and collecting resources in the pyramid, an airship was sailing in the desert. Flying in the desert is extremely dangerous, especially for an airship like this.


Sandstorms are common in the desert, and they can easily cause an airship to stall. If sand gets into the steamer, the flames will die out and it will lose power and fall to the ground. This is not a good thing. At least from a height of dozens of meters, even with the desert below, there is a high chance of death.


Below the airship were desert off-road vehicles, filled with samsaras, each using their own magical powers. How to keep up was their business. But if they couldn't keep up, they would definitely not even get their broth.


Even samsaras couldn't endure the scorching desert heat for long. Despite being digitized, thirst and hunger were now represented by health points. Once their health points reached zero, death was the end. Therefore, they couldn't cross the desert and catch up with the main group. Lost in the desert, their fate was certain.


At the front of the airship, Rice and Evelyn stood, gazing into the distance. The incoming wind and waves carried a fiery heat, and both women simultaneously opened their arms to welcome the waves, giving off a Titanic-like vibe.


Chen Luo stood between the two women, his left arm around Evelyn and his right around Rice, a perfect display of his affection. "Hey, we're almost at the oasis. Interesting. Things are over here; we rarely come back."


Evelyn's expression was a touch of nostalgia. "Wherever you are, that's home."


"I just want to be with you." Rice's words were direct. For her, it was the same no matter where she was. She had a low opinion of home; all she cared about now was her husband. As for other matters, she simply didn't care, and wouldn't care.


Seeing the two stunning women, Chen Luo suddenly felt compelled to pull half of his pants off, covering them with his clothes. He then half-pulled down Evelyn's pants as well.


"Hmm?" Evelyn noticed, and before she could react, a fiery cock pressed against her vaginal opening. "Ah, husband, wait a minute, I'm not wet yet!"


Chen Luo grabbed Evelyn's breasts and began kneading them through her bra, stimulating her sexual desire. Soon, the tip of his penis felt slightly moist, though not completely soaked. But he couldn't wait any longer, and with a powerful thrust of his hips, he thrust once again into the familiar vagina.


"Ah!" Both of them sighed, Chen Luo's exhilaration. Evelyn's, on the other hand, felt a slight pain, not yet wet enough to be penetrated by such a large cock. Her legs were restricted by her underwear, and this position forced her to squeeze them together, further constricting her vagina. There was a vacuum-like suction inside the vagina, and the cock pulled at it like air, pulling the vaginal walls together. Then, thrusting hard, it pushed them apart, pumping back and forth, sending both of them into a frenzy of pleasure.


Soon, her juices were flowing down her thighs. Evelyn kept saying no, but these women were the most reserved and sultry. Once their sexual desire was unlocked, they were incredibly cooperative, even exceeding it.


Rice understood, leaning in, shielding him with his body, and licking the man's earlobe with his tongue.


Having sex in public was truly exhilarating. Chen Luo could feel the adrenaline surge, the pleasure incredibly intense.


Evelyn was no better. After just a few strokes, she was already drenched. A minute later, she even clutched the airship's railing, her hands turning white from the grip. Her mouth tightly shut, her eyes blurry, clearly a victim of orgasm!