Versatile Mage: Get the Desert Emperor clone at the start

Chapter 79 The general trend

The Nile crocodile population ruled by Gusnev stretched from Lake Victoria to the Mediterranean coast.

These bronze-scaled behemoths, primarily based in the Nile River, outnumber desert crocodiles ten to one. Their specialized scales, designed to withstand even the most violent sandstorms, allowed Gusnev to maintain a commanding and arrogant demeanor.

The number of desert crocodiles living in the desert is relatively small.

They are both demons in crocodile form, so the two emperors have fought more than once over the years for the title of "Ancestor of Crocodiles", but overall the Nile crocodile Gusnev has the advantage.

When Azir's sun disk shone upon the Sahara, Shaak Ti, well versed in the laws of the desert, immediately surrendered. However, Gusnev ignored Azir, believing that the Nile crocodiles were not pure desert monsters.

Then Azir personally destroyed the Red Sea, connected the Sahara Desert and the Arabian Desert, established the Shurima Empire with the sun disk hanging high in the sky, and when the yellow sand eroded the Nile River, it knew that Azir was going to take action against them.

Judging from Azir's current style of behavior, Gusnev believes that although their living environment is gradually being exploited, as long as their tribe withdraws from their territory, there should not be too much danger for the time being.

However, what he didn't expect was that he would be blocked by his "old rival" Shakti here.

Gusnev stared at the wounds on Shaak Ti's body that were gradually healing, his pupils shrank slightly, and he already understood in his heart - Shaak Ti wanted to borrow the power of the Shurima Empire to severely damage him. After all, he had been suppressing it all these years.

"Shakti!" Gusnev roared, his voice like rolling thunder, shaking the gravel on the riverbank. "Even if you borrow external forces, it won't change your weakness!"

Its body suddenly swelled, and its originally thick bronze scales expanded again. The edges were as sharp as blades, shining coldly in the sunlight.

The thick crocodile tail suddenly swept across, carrying a tremendous force, setting off a violent hurricane, heading straight for Shakti!

However, Shakti just sneered, with a sneer in his eyes.

It didn't dodge or evade, its body radiating a dazzling golden light. The power of the desert surged within it, as if the entire expanse of sand were cheering it on. Its crocodile tail also fiercely attacked, its scales etched with ancient runes as it fiercely collided with Gusnev's attack!
"boom--!!!"

Amidst the deafening explosion, the shock wave swept across all directions, and the stirred sand and dust surged like waves.

However, this time, Shaak Ti had the upper hand! Gusnev was thrown back several feet, plowing a deep ditch under his feet, while Shaak Ti only took a half step back and stood firmly.

Gusnev's muscles tensed beneath his rough scales as he stared in disbelief at his own massive body being knocked back. The sand along the riverbank collapsed under his heavy footsteps, swirling mud and gravel, just like the anger and terror surging within him.

--This is impossible!
In the millennia of struggle, pure power confrontation has always been its domain.

Shaak Ti's advantage lies in his cunning and agility, and he can only contend with it by maneuvering through the desert's quicksands and sandstorms. But this time, the opponent actually overpowered him in a head-on confrontation!

Gusnev slowly raised his head, his fierce gaze passing over Shakti's grinning face and casting towards the sun disk hanging high in the sky.

The dazzling golden wheel was slowly spinning, and the blazing light poured down, covering Shakti's body, as if it was coated with a layer of flowing molten gold.

--I see!
It's not just healing its injuries...it's also infusing it with strength!

"Prepare to die, old man!" Shaak Ti sneered, the light of the sun disc flowing around him like a burning flame. "The power of Shurima is beyond your imagination!"

Every heavy breath Gusnev took was accompanied by blood foam oozing out from between his ferocious teeth.

Its once indestructible bronze armor was now riddled with cracks, and every strike from Shaak Ti left deep scars visible to the bone. Even more terrifying, the golden runes entwined in Shaak Ti's claws were like a cancer, constantly corroding its flesh. "Bang!"

Another heavy tail strike sent Gusnev's massive body slamming into the rocky wall of the riverbank, sending rubble flying. He struggled to get up, but found his hind legs firmly trapped by the flowing gold sand.

"Look back, old man." Shaak Ti looked down at it condescendingly, with cruel pleasure flashing in his golden pupils.

Gusnev turned his head with difficulty and saw that the once surging Nile River was drying up at a speed visible to the naked eye. The riverbed was exposed and the yellow sand was wriggling like a living thing, swallowing up the last of the water.

Dozens of Nile crocodiles that had no time to escape struggled desperately in the sand waves. They let out shrill roars, but could only watch themselves being buried inch by inch by the quicksand.

Gusnev's scarred jaw suddenly glowed with a faint blue light, condensing into a vortex between his sharp teeth.

It suddenly turned its head, and with its imperial wrath, it ejected this energy towards the sand dunes on the right.

"boom--"

The wall of quicksand exploded, and a towering figure slowly stood up in the golden sand.

Fine quicksand flowed and reorganized on his body surface, eventually condensing into a giant body comparable to Gusnev's.

He was another of Azir's emperor-level demons—the Quicksand Lord, who could control fine quicksand. The strange quicksand that swallowed the Nile River was his masterpiece.

He raised his hand to dissolve the opponent's power, and his face, made of sand, showed no emotion. "Emperor of Nero, this is the trend of the times. Your struggle is meaningless. If you leave sooner, you may be able to survive."

At this time, Shakti saw that the other party was fighting with him, but he still had time to attack others.

"court death!"

With a hoarse roar, Shaak Ti's right claw stabbed out at a trajectory exceeding the speed of sound.

The sharp claws wrapped around the spiral sandstorm and accurately found the scales on the side of Gusnev's neck that had been lifted up in the previous battle.

Gusnev's huge body trembled violently. It felt that the five sharp claws not only pierced its flesh and blood, but also spread some kind of burning energy in its body.

Shakti inserted his entire forelimb into the wound, and then golden lines began to spread across Gusnev's body, and the scales carbonized and peeled off wherever they passed.

"His Majesty Azir's will is for the desert to purify everything," Shaak Ti said gravely, "including you, a stubborn old crocodile."

Dazzling golden light gradually erupted from Gusnev's broken body. Shakti pulled back, admiring his enemy's final painful posture.

When the light reached its peak, accompanied by a deafening explosion, the giant crocodile king who ruled the Nile fell into eternal silence.

The battle took place in the Khartoum region near the confluence of the Nile River, on the edge of the Shuriman Empire.

(End of this chapter)