Versatile Mage: Get the Desert Emperor clone at the start

Chapter 18: Sand Swamp Forest, New Demon Tribe

A moment later, the huge body of the werewolf troll trembled slightly and stood up from the ground.

Its wounds were still bleeding, but its scarlet eyes quickly turned into a grayish-white light similar to that of the Winged Wolf - obviously, its body was also controlled by the sandworm.

At this time, the werewolf trolls and the winged wolves stood side by side. Without hesitation, they pounced directly towards the remaining group of demons.

When a commander-level demon faces a low-level one-eyed demon wolf, it is like a wolf entering a flock of sheep. It is a completely one-sided massacre.

The Winged Wolf spread its wings, stirring up gusts of wind and sand, and each attack could tear several one-eyed demon wolves into pieces. The werewolf trolls, on the other hand, swung their massive claws, sweeping away the surrounding little wolves, leaving blood and body parts splattered everywhere.

Large numbers of demons fell, and it turned into a Shura field.

The fallen demon corpses became food for parasitic sandworms, which usually strengthened themselves by devouring the demon's internal organs.
Countless low-level sandworms emerged, their movements swift and greedy, rushing towards the corpses of the one-eyed demon wolves, frantically devouring their internal organs and flesh.

As the swallowing continued, the bodies of these sandworms gradually became fuller, the yellow sand on their bodies became more and more lustrous, and their aura slowly increased.

People stared at the horrifying scene in front of them in amazement, feeling shocked and terrified.

No one expected that the situation on the battlefield would turn into a fight between demons. It was like a fight between two different demon tribes, and humans became bystanders.

These newly emerged sandworm monsters slaughtered the wolves with almost cruel efficiency, as if they regarded these wolf beasts as pure nourishment.

Zhan Kong stood on a high place, his brows furrowed, and he watched all this with a serious gaze.

His heart was in extreme contradiction and struggle.

The sandworms before him had clearly not yet attacked humans, but once they had their fill, would they turn and attack the barrier? How would he resist these ferocious demons then?

A thought quickly flashed through his mind: Should he launch an attack now and eliminate some of the sandworms?
He noticed that these sandworms were parasitic demons, their powerful combat power dependent on their host. Once separated from their host, the sandworms themselves became extremely vulnerable. He saw some anxious sandworms prematurely emerge from the demon wolf's corpse, attempting to find a new host, only to be killed by a single claw from the one-eyed demon wolf.

If we organize the mages to launch an attack now, we may be able to eliminate some of the sandworms and weaken their power.

But if we really do this, will it anger these sandworms and cause them to immediately turn around and attack the barrier?
In fact, the most important thing is the Winged Cang Wolf and the Werewolf Troll. He doesn't know how to deal with these two commander-level monsters. Just now, the Winged Cang Wolf was under the control of the sandworm, and its desperate fighting style was obviously more difficult to deal with than the living Winged Cang Wolf before.

Just as he was hesitating, the situation on the battlefield changed dramatically again.

In the area where the demons were fighting fiercely, the ground suddenly shook violently, and countless cracks spread like spider webs.

The ground collapsed with a roar, and the piles of demon corpses fell downwards. And the small sandworms, which had already had their fill, seemed to have received some kind of call and quickly burrowed into the ground, disappearing without a trace.

At this time, the monarch-level sandworm was lurking deep underground in this area.

As the mother of the sandworm swarm, it slowly opened its huge mouth, ready to recall the scattered small sandworms, devour them, and transform them into its own power.

As the monarch-class sandworms devoured, the ground began to change.

The once hard soil gradually softened, with sand seeping out of the cracks, as if the earth was being eroded by some force. Gradually, the entire area became completely desertified, forming a vast sand swamp.

While the Monarch-class sandworms were powerful, turning soil into sand still required a tremendous amount of energy. This time, they took the opportunity to devour the wolf demons to build a territory for themselves. As sandworms, they were naturally adapted to the desert environment, and the sand marsh would not only provide them with shelter but also further enhance their combat effectiveness.

At this time, the wolves were almost wiped out.

Only the Winged Gray Wolf and less than a hundred other wolf beasts and demons were left on the sand. Their eyes were all grayish-white, and it was obvious that they had been controlled by the sandworms and turned into puppets.

The commander-class sandworm that devoured the werewolf troll was also sacrificed at the call of the monarch-class sandworm and turned into part of the mother power.

"What is that underground? What's going on with these bugs?" a wizard asked in a trembling voice.

"What should we do?" Another mage said palely.

"Commander Zhan Kong, should we do something? We can't just sit there and wait for death!" Someone looked at Zhan Kong anxiously, hoping to get an answer from him.

However, Zhankong remained silent.

His eyes were fixed on the swamp, and his heart was filled with unprecedented pressure and confusion.

Everything that happened before his eyes was completely beyond his expectations. He had originally thought that the wolves were the biggest threat, but he had not expected that the appearance of these sandworms would completely change the situation.

The strange abilities of the sandworms and the ever-expanding swamp left him helpless.

Fortunately, the sandworms seemed uninterested in the human barrier and did not attack, instead turning their attention elsewhere. The remaining wolf beasts, led by the Winged Wolf, slowly moved in another direction.

At the same time, the edge of the swamp suddenly collapsed, forming a huge deep pit.

The monster beneath the ground—the Monarch-class sandworm—also moved and left, taking the assimilated sand with it. Sand poured into the deep pit like water, as if the earth were being torn apart by an invisible hand, revealing a bottomless darkness.

A few minutes later, a deafening roar was heard in the distance, and the entire ground shook.

Zhankong quickly displayed his Wings of Wind, soared into the air, and looked in the direction of the sound.

Looking down from the sky, Zhan Kong saw a shocking scene: the lush forest in the distance had completely collapsed, replaced by a vast expanse of sand.

The sand marsh, like a greedy maw, devoured the entire forest. In the center of the sand, a small vortex formed, through which sand particles slowly flowed, as if an invisible giant hand was stirring this land of death.

And those wolf beasts and demons controlled by the sandworms were mechanically moving towards the newly formed sand.

This piece of sand has undoubtedly become the new territory of sandworms.

Zhan Kong breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this scene. At least, the immediate crisis was temporarily resolved. The sandworms did not attack the human barrier, but instead turned their attention elsewhere.

This is undoubtedly a chance for Bo City to catch its breath.

(End of this chapter)