Versatile Mage: Get the Desert Emperor clone at the start

Chapter 78: The Swallowed Nile River, the Battle of Two Crocodiles
The Sandstorm Emperor resolutely chose to pursue the Snake Scorpion Ancestor. If it were in the past, it would not easily leave the desert area.

Because once it leaves the range of the sand sea, its strength will gradually weaken with each grain of sand that moves away from its body.

But at this moment, it raised its head and stared directly at the sun disk in the sky that never sets.

A golden halo poured down like flowing water, coating every grain of sand on its surface with a brilliant film of light. This was a blessing bestowed upon it by Azir, an extension of the supreme power of the sun disc.

Its light penetrates the clouds, casting brilliant spots of light on the yellow sand-covered earth. Every grain of sand shimmers in this sacred illumination.

For the people of Shurima, this halo is not only a source of strength, but also a spiritual totem deep in their bones - whenever they look up, an unshakable belief surges in their hearts: wherever the light of the sun disk shines, they are invincible.

However, when the same light fell on other countries, it turned into invisible shackles.

Whether it was other demon empires or human countries, they all felt a force suppressing them, but they had no choice but to endure it silently.
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At the same time, the rivers in the desert area are being swallowed up by the yellow sand step by step.

Golden sand silently slides into the turbid water of the Nile River, like countless greedy little mouths, bit by bit devouring the source of life of the African continent.

The once broad river has now shrunk into a thin stream, and the cracked silt on the exposed riverbed records the decline of this ancient river.

"Retreat again." A huge Nile crocodile slowly climbed onto the shore. The black stripes on its back rose and fell with its breathing, and its dark yellow belly was covered with dried mud.

His cloudy eyes reflected the advancing sand dunes on the opposite bank—those golden grains of sand were devouring the river bank at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The powerful Nile crocodiles that lived in the Nile River began migrating south very early due to the threat of the Shurima Empire.

“That’s too much!”

The leading Nile crocodile suddenly let out an earth-shaking roar, and its thick tail slammed the water surface heavily, stirring up turbid water splashes all over the sky.

All the scales on its back stood up, revealing the bright red leather underneath - this is a sign of the Nile crocodile's extreme anger.

As the most powerful being in the tribe, it had witnessed the rise and fall of the Nile River for three thousand years, but had never seen such unscrupulous erosion.

Even the former lord of the Sahara never had any influence on the Nile River.

"That guy in the desert is really too much." It glared at the sun disk in the sky.

The crocodiles on the river bank made a low resonant sound, and hundreds of their thick tails slapped the water at the same time, forming a dull thunder.

However, at this moment, a crocodile appeared in the sand waves in the distance. It was slightly smaller than the Nile crocodile leader, with sand flying all over the sky behind it. Then it decisively attacked the group of Nile crocodiles in front.

Seeing this, the Nile crocodile king Gusnev roared, and then his huge body suddenly leaped out of the water, causing splashes of water all over the sky, and the water droplets reflected colorful light in the sunlight.

The dark green scales stretched out completely as it took off into the air, revealing the dark yellow hard leather armor on its abdomen. The black markings now squirmed like a living thing, revealing its raging rage.

"Desert crawler! You dare to challenge me?"

As soon as it finished speaking, the desert crocodile that attacked from the sand waves on the opposite side pounced in front of it.

This golden crocodile, though smaller in size, was incredibly fast. Its body was covered in fine sand crystal scales, and its stubby limbs carved deep grooves in the sand, like a chariot charging at full speed.

The two behemoths collided in mid-air with a resounding, tooth-grinding thud. Gusnev's maw opened to its limit, his white fangs biting fiercely into his opponent's neck.

However, the desert crocodile nimbly twisted its body, allowing the blow to only tear off a piece of scale armor on its shoulder. Golden blood spurted out, but before it hit the ground, it turned into fine sand and dissipated in the wind.

“Pathetic river creature,” the Desert Crocodile said in a voice as hoarse as sandpaper. “In the lands of Shurima, the Nile will be history!”

Its thick tail suddenly swept across, and a sharp sand cone condensed at the tip of the tail, piercing Gusnev's abdomen.

The Nile Crocodile King rolled over to avoid the blow, but was still cut open. Dark red blood dripped onto the dry riverbed and was immediately absorbed by the thirsty sand.

Gusnev's vertical pupils shrank into a thin line, and he suddenly opened his huge mouth, and a faint blue light shone deep in his throat.

The next moment, a high-pressure jet of water shot out like a cannonball, accurately hitting the desert crocodile's left eye. The concentrated water arrow exploded upon contact, blasting half of the opponent's face into a bloody mess.

"Roar--!"

The desert crocodile roared in pain, staggered back a few steps, and golden blood flowed out of its broken eye sockets.

But it quickly stabilized its body, and the injured part began to sand and reorganize at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye it was back to normal.

"It's useless, old man." It grinned, and a fine sandstorm began to surround its body.

Gusnev didn't reply. Its sturdy limbs dug deep into the riverbed mud, and the scales on its back stood erect. The black markings suddenly glowed with a faint blue light, forming a complex water-based magic pattern on its surface. The remaining Nile water began to boil, transforming into countless water arrows that hovered around it.

The two epic beasts charged at the same time, and the sandstorm surrounding the desert crocodile instantly expanded tenfold, covering an area of ​​a thousand miles in flying sand and rocks.

Every grain of sand was like a sharp blade, scraping against Gusnev's hard scales with a harsh sound and leaving countless fine scratches.

The moment the two giant beasts collided, a visible shock wave was generated, which shattered the rocks on the shore into pieces.

Gusnev seized the opportunity and bit his opponent's forelimb, his sharp fangs sinking deeply into the sand crystal scales. His powerful jaw muscles contracted, making a horrifying sound of bone breaking.

The desert crocodile twisted its body in pain, and suddenly kicked the Nile crocodile's soft belly with its hind claws, leaving three wounds deep enough to see the bone.

The two giant beasts fought and bit each other like ancient demons, and each attack caused a small earthquake.

At the same time, the water magic of the Nile crocodile and the sandstorm power of the desert crocodile continued to collide, forming small elemental storms on the battlefield.

Sometimes the waves swallow up the sandstorms, and sometimes the yellow sand evaporates the water. The two opposing forces grow and decline, making it difficult to tell which is stronger.

"Give up!" The desert crocodile suddenly rolled to break free, its broken scales rapidly reorganizing into sand. "As long as the sun disk doesn't set, my power won't run out!"

As if to confirm its words, the sun disk hanging high in the sky suddenly shot down a golden light, shining on the desert crocodile.

Its originally somewhat weakened aura instantly returned to its peak, and the wounds on its body healed at an astonishing speed.

(End of this chapter)