Versatile Mage: Get the Desert Emperor clone at the start

Chapter 117 The Atlantic is also joining the fun?

The other two golden-armored generals rode the waves, heading straight for the sea monster emperor with scales, horns, belly, and feet.

The divine general wielding two swords was the first to attack. He crossed his two long swords, which were burning with the sun's flames, and slashed out. The light of the swords transformed into a cross-shaped blade of light, splitting the sea surface into a trench that was a thousand meters deep.

The Scaled Emperor hurriedly retreated into its spiral shell, and its triple shields instantly lit up.

The divine general, carrying a quiver of arrows, stood in mid-air, and seven arrows, wreathed in the true fire of the sun, were released from their bows simultaneously.

The two divine generals, one near and one far, launched a relentless offensive.

However, the scaly, horned, belly-footed sea monster emperor is an ancient being that dominates the deep sea. How could it be easily defeated?

Its spiral shell suddenly spun rapidly, creating a reverse vortex.

The scales on the carapace stood up, spraying high-pressure water blades that deflected all the incoming arrows. Three main tentacles suddenly emerged from the cracks in the carapace, each wrapped with the power of the deep sea, and engaged the Twin-Sword God in battle.

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Hidden behind the azure waves of the Indian Ocean, the Siren Ruler watched as Azir "dealt with" the three imperial-level henchmen he had brought.

With a powerful strike, the Centipede Emperor of the Deep Sea was severely injured. The formation trapped the Eight-Armed Sea Demon Emperor. Then, the power of the divine generals was divided, with three dealing with the Sea Demon Emperor and two dealing with the Scaled Horned Belly-Footed Sea Monster Emperor.

Azir handled the situation with great ease, which was precisely his goal: to divide the enemy's forces.

After you've used these abilities, how much strength do you have left to deal with me?

However, Azir, standing atop the sun disk, showed no signs of weakness. He immediately turned his attention to the siren ruler of the Indian Ocean and launched an attack.

He raised his right arm, and on the same spot on his wrist guard, the sun emblem shone with dazzling golden light.

His right hand clenched into a fist in the void, and in an instant, all the light in the world dimmed—as if all the light was absorbed into that fist.

"boom--"

As the fist opened, a gigantic golden hand, capable of blotting out the sky, once again coalesced above the clouds.

This hand possessed the same power as when it previously suppressed the centipede emperor of the deep sea. The corona pattern on the palm had solidified, with incandescent plasma flames dancing around its edges.

The power of the Indian Ocean siren was naturally far beyond that of the deep-sea centipede emperor; it pounded the surface of the sea, stirring up towering waves.

Instead of dispersing, the seawater condensed under the control of some ancient secret technique, forming a giant, azure fist the size of a golden hand.

Countless blue lights floated within the fist.

"Bang--!!!"

The golden giant hand and the azure fist collided in mid-air, tearing open a hole a thousand miles in diameter in the clouds above, and causing the sea below to cave in, revealing a trench that had never seen the sun before.
The tsunamis that surged from both sides rushed directly into the stratosphere, turning into torrential rain.

Two world-destroying forces clashed in mid-air for several breaths, with dazzling sparks of energy erupting at the point where the golden giant palm and the azure heavy fist met.

In the end, Azir's golden giant hand prevailed, its corona pattern bursting with brilliant light, suppressing the opponent's deep-sea power.

One by one, the blue glow on the surface of the heavy fist extinguished, and large swaths of seawater gradually vaporized under the extreme heat.

"boom--"

With a deafening explosion, the golden giant hand crushed the obstacles with overwhelming force, pierced through the giant fist, and pushed back the blue waves that dominated the Indian Ocean thousands of nautical miles.

The Indian Ocean Sovereign's eyes gleamed with disbelief. He couldn't believe that despite having exhausted so much of his opponent's divine power, he was still at a disadvantage. "Azir!"

The voice of the ruler of the Indian Ocean exploded like a thousand deep-sea whirlpools, the entire ocean boiling and churning in the sound waves. He stared at the figure on the golden throne: "I underestimated you. You certainly have the right to be arrogant."

"Oh? You've decided to admit defeat?"

"Hahaha—" the Siren Overlord suddenly let out a deafening laugh, "You are indeed powerful, but you are far too arrogant!"

"Conquering four major tribes in South Africa at the same time left his own territory weak."

The ruler of the Indian Ocean suddenly whispered ominously, "Now that you are here, the Lord of the Sahara Desert has already pursued you down into the Rift Abyss. If more come, how will your Shurima Empire cope?"

Azir retorted sharply, "How I deal with it is my business. You just need to understand that you are destined to be the first to suffer today!"

After saying that, he immediately struck again and engaged in a fierce battle with him.
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Just as the desert emperor Azir was fighting alone against four emperors of the Indian Ocean.

On the west coast of the African continent, surging waves rose from the Atlantic Ocean, surging towards the golden coastline of the Shurima Empire in North Africa.

The Siren Empire of the Atlantic, a deep-sea force that has never directly clashed with Shurima, has chosen this moment to launch its attack.

The siren ruler of the Atlantic Ocean, also a sea monster, decided to heed the advice of the Indian Ocean siren:
"The ocean will not allow an imperial power as powerful as Shurima to emerge on land!"

Although the sea monsters also fight each other constantly, they can still temporarily form alliances when facing land monsters.

The reason this usually cautious ruler of the deep sea acted out of character was because he saw a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity:

Firstly, Azir's Shurima Empire has expanded too rapidly. If he were to easily suppress the four major tribes of South Africa, given the methods of this desert emperor, the Mediterranean Sea might very well follow in the footsteps of the Red Sea—which is within the sphere of influence of their Atlantic Siren Empire.

Therefore, he decided to strike ahead of time and take this opportunity to severely damage the Shurima Empire, leaving it without the resources to do so in the short term.

Secondly, at this moment, the four great emperors of the Indian Ocean are restraining Azir himself, and the Lord of the Sahara is deeply mired in the rift valley abyss.

There are almost no powerful figures in the Shurima Empire who can rival him, so why not take advantage of his vulnerability?

The roar of the two oceans converged over the North African continent, creating a terrifying, resonant vibration.

At this moment, the entire Shurima Empire was truly in danger—it was being attacked from both the east and west by the Siren Overlord.

With Aziz personally guarding one side of the Indian Ocean, who will stop them on the other side?

The Silverwing Ant Queen, seeing the towering waves of the Atlantic Ocean on the other side, now possessed the strongest power within the empire. Her crystal wings suddenly trembled.

"Children of the sand, heed my command!"

Her voice instantly spread across thousands of miles of territory through the unique spiritual network of the ant tribe.

In an instant, the sands of western Shurima began to boil, echoing the movements of billions of ants behind them.

At the same time, a sun wheel emblem, originating from the same source as the sun disk, appeared between her brows—this was the authority bestowed upon her by Azir!

"rise!"

With a clear shout, these points of light intertwined in the air, forming a "pseudo-sun barrier" on the coastline that resembled a sun disk.

They then prepared to recall the Arab desert emperor and the sandstorm emperor in the Congo Basin.

(End of this chapter)