Versatile Mage: Get the Desert Emperor clone at the start

Chapter 110 Lord of the Sahara Desert

The Shurima army lined up at the edge of the rift, ready for battle.

While the depths of the rift valley seemed to be still, it was actually not peaceful at all, it was simply covered by a purple-black mist.

At this moment, the world suddenly became quiet, even the howling wind froze.

On the scorched earth at the edge of the rift, a blood-red figure slowly emerged from the shadows.

Every step he took made the earth tremble, and the charred earth cracked under his feet, turning into boiling quicksand.

When his body was fully revealed, it was a gigantic figure a thousand feet tall, majestic as a mountain and flowing like life.

His body was made entirely of scorching blood sand, and every grain of sand burned with an inextinguishable flame, forming countless tiny fire whirlwinds on the dark red surface of his body, hissing and circling like tens of millions of angry fire snakes.

The scorching air waves swept around, burning even the air into a blur.

His face was shrouded in a blazing sandstorm, and only a pair of golden-red eyes could be vaguely seen - those eyes were like two molten suns, and wherever his gaze reached, the rocks melted and the sand boiled.

Just looking into its eyes makes one feel as if the soul is being burned through.

This is none other than the Lord of the Sahara Desert, an ancient being that controls sand and blood, shadow and flame.

When he took his first step, the earth groaned as if it could not bear the weight.

"Boom-"

The giant mountain-like foot stepped down, and the rock layers at the edge of the rift instantly collapsed, and spider-web-like cracks spread in all directions.

The ground melted in the high temperature, turning into a boiling dark red sea of ​​sand. The rolling quicksand was as thick as blood, swallowing up everything in its path.

The rocks exploded in the heat, turned into powder, and were then blown away by the strong wind, forming a sandstorm that covered the sky.

"Boom-"

As he took the second step, the blood-red cloak behind him suddenly spread out, like a burning curtain, covering half of the sky.

The moment the cloak fluttered, a destructive pressure swept out, and the purple-black mist surging in the abyss was like being hit hard, and most of it was instantly dispersed.

Where the fog receded, dense shadows appeared in the abyss - they were countless twisted creatures, wriggling restlessly, as if burned by the sudden light.

As he took the third step, he slowly lowered his head, his lava-like gaze piercing the abyss.

"Rat in the abyss, come out and die."

His voice was not loud, but it was like thunder rolling over the earth, shaking the air.

From the depths of the abyss, there was a commotion—sharp screams, the crackling of bones rubbing against each other, the harsh noise of sharp claws scratching the rock wall... It was as if countless creatures were struggling in fear.

Before he finished speaking, the blood sand around him suddenly exploded and transformed into nine ferocious sand and fire tornadoes, roaring and rising into the sky.

The surface of each tornado burned with a never-extinguished flame, and inside were sharp sand blades spinning at high speed. They hovered around him like nine giant pythons ready to devour their prey, ready to pounce into the abyss at any time.

"Rumble--"

The entire Great Rift Valley of East Africa trembled in the deafening roar.

The rock wall collapsed in the violent tremors, huge cracks spread in all directions, and rubble fell into the abyss like a rainstorm.

The ground was twisting and wailing, as if it would be completely torn apart by some terrifying force in the next second.

The darkness beneath the abyss could no longer be hidden. The purple-black mist surged violently, and countless scarlet eyes suddenly lit up within it—densely packed, layer upon layer, like thousands of blood-red lamps burning in the depths of hell.

At the same time, a low and ancient roar came from the depths of the earth, like an echo from another world.

The sound was not a single roar, but a mixture of tens of millions of distorted sounds - sharp hisses, sticky wriggling sounds, and the crisp sound of dislocated bones. They intertwined together to form a suffocating and terrifying ensemble.

On the rock wall of the abyss, some kind of sticky black substance began to seep out and climb upwards like a living thing. Wherever it passed, the rocks were corroded and emitted hissing white smoke.

"Lord of the Sahara"

The voice of the Lord of the Abyss echoed from the depths of the earth, carrying a resentment from ancient times, echoing in the rift valley: "Your sea of ​​sand cannot swallow my kingdom!"

"You couldn't do it ten thousand years ago, and you still can't do it now." His voice suddenly became sharp, mixed with the crisp sound of broken bones.

It turns out that in ancient times, the Lord of the Sahara Desert had fought a shocking battle with the Lord of the Abyss in the East African Rift Valley.

The battle ended with the Lord of the Abyss being seriously injured and defeated.

He then hid in the deepest part of the rift, using the mysterious power that never dissipated in the abyss to heal his wounds.

The Lord of the Sahara Desert did not pursue further.

No one knows what lies deep within this gigantic rift except the Lord of the Abyss himself.

At this time, the eyes of the Lord of the Sahara flickered slightly, as if he was mocking his ignorance. Did he really think that he didn't kill it ten thousand years ago just because of it?
He slowly raised his arm, which was made up of billions of burning sand grains, and immediately triggered a scorching hurricane. The air within a hundred miles was distorted by the high temperature.

"roar--"

Nine sand and fire tornadoes roared loudly, swirling and entangled, rushing towards the abyss with the momentum of destroying everything. The dancing flames on the surface ignited the air along the way into a sea of ​​fire.

And the changes in the abyss suddenly intensified.

The purple-black mist surged wildly, and in an instant condensed into a giant ghost face that spanned the sky and the earth.

That terrifying face was a thousand feet wide, with sticky dark matter flowing in every wrinkle, and ghostly green fire dancing in the rotten eye sockets.

When it opened its abyssal maw, covered with jagged fangs, countless twisted souls gushed out, emitting a creepy scream.

"boom--!!!"

The two world-destroying forces collided with each other, and then a blinding white light accompanied by an eardrum-shattering explosion swept across the world!
The blazing white blood flames and the pitch-black shadows were tearing each other madly in the air. The energy vortex generated at the center of the collision went straight into the sky, and even a huge hole was torn in the atmosphere in the high altitude.

This battle that spanned ten thousand years broke out again.

Then, three powerful figures emerged from the shadows of the Shurima Legion again.

The first person to appear was a tall figure wearing a star-shaped sand robe—Venerable Tianyun.

Countless brilliant star sands flowed on his robe, and as he walked slowly forward, the ground beneath his feet automatically condensed into a sand sea path.

Immediately afterwards, a giant statue made of pure golden sand broke out of the ground. His body was ten thousand feet tall, and his head had already touched the clouds. The shadow he cast covered the entire battlefield - the Golden Sand Colossus Emperor.

The third figure that appeared at the end was the snake mother Medusa, and the aura of decadence and listlessness that had once appeared on her body was completely gone.

Golden divine patterns flowed on her pale skin, and a dazzling Shurima sun mark between her eyebrows was emitting a sacred light.

(End of this chapter)