Versatile Mage: Get the Desert Emperor clone at the start

Chapter 84: The Serpent Ancestor Seeks Help, the Voice of the East African Rift Valley
The Snake and Scorpion Ancestor looked towards the Great Rift Valley of East Africa with his dark green vertical pupils, and had other plans in mind.

"Hey hey hey"

A sinister laugh emanated from its hideous mouthparts.

The land of Central Africa is far more complicated than it appears - to the west lies the lush Congo Basin, where ancient forest dryads live; to the east stands the perpetually snow-capped Mount Kilimanjaro, where lava trolls make their nests in the crater; and there is the vast turquoise Lake Victoria, the source of the Nile River, where the demon tribes are also very difficult to deal with; and most dangerous of all is the Great Rift Valley of East Africa, which runs for thousands of miles, and the demon overlords within it are unfathomable in strength.

The serpent ancestor's tail slapped the water anxiously. Suddenly, a brilliant idea struck him: wasn't the sun disk hanging high above the Sahara, the golden artifact symbolizing the Shurima Empire's supreme authority, constantly humiliating these demon lords?
There was a mad glint in its eyes.

Since the Sandstorm Emperor wants to kill them all, don't blame him for muddying the waters of Central Africa. If these demon lords can unite to fight against Shurima, maybe
The snake-scorpion ancestor twisted its body and slowly swam into the dense forest on the edge of the Congo Basin.

It deliberately restrained the poisonous mist around it, even the rustling of its scales becoming quieter. This lush rainforest seemed peaceful, but in reality, every leaf could be a pair of surveillance eyes.

"hiss"

As it entered the rainforest, a curtain of emerald green light suddenly rose before it. Countless vines sprouted wildly from the ground, instantly weaving into a wall of thorns. The air was filled with the fresh scent of vegetation, yet the scales of the Serpent Scorpion Ancestor involuntarily tensed—an instinctive repulsion of the life force against the poison.

“You’ve crossed the line.”

From the depths of the rainforest, a deep, deep rustling sound echoed, like the simultaneous rustling of millions of leaves. The ancient trees of the entire Congo Basin trembled slightly, and the morning dew flowing through the treetops suddenly hung suspended in mid-air, reflecting a dazzling green light.

The Serpent Scorpion Ancestor immediately took several steps back, coiling his tail into a defensive posture.

It raised its ferocious head, a flattering smile seeping out from between its fangs: "Dear Lord of the Rainforest, please forgive my intrusion. I will just stand here and speak."

Seeing that the green light had no intention of further attacking, it continued: "As you can see, I was driven here by the Shurima Empire in the Sahara Desert. But their ambitions go far beyond this -"

"You should remember what happened to the Red Sea, right?"

The rainforest suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

The old serpent ancestor knew that he had hit the nail on the head - the scene of Tsar Azir filling the Red Sea with yellow sand is still a nightmare for many African demon lords.

The crisp sound of branches snapping echoed from behind the vine wall. A blurry face formed by countless fireflies emerged from the green light. "You poisonous insect, are you worthy enough to sow discord?"

"Of course I'm not worthy." The old snake-scorpion ancestor suddenly lowered his voice, "But what do you think, after Shurima has dealt with me, who will be next? Will it be the lava trolls guarding Mount Kilimanjaro? Or Lake Victoria? Or" it paused deliberately, "this rainforest that blocks the expansion of the desert?"

As it spoke, it pointed its tail at the dazzling sun in the sky. "That thing is hanging over our heads. Don't you feel uncomfortable? It illuminates the entire continent. Its purpose is self-evident. You should make plans early..."

Having said this, he left.
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Then the Snake and Scorpion Ancestor crossed the barren Gobi Desert and finally stopped at the edge of the Great Rift Valley of East Africa.

Before it lay a bottomless darkness, as if the earth had been split open by a divine axe. The rock walls on either side of the rift were sheer, as sharp as a knife, and a strange dark red, as if stained with blood and then dried by the wind for tens of millions of years.

"hiss"

It cautiously stopped ten feet away from the cliff, and even the movement of spitting out its tongue was extremely gentle.

This was the most terrifying forbidden land in the entire African continent, aside from the Sahara Desert. Even a demon like it dared not set foot there. From time to time, the sound of falling rocks echoed through the rift valley, reverberating through the abyss until it transformed into an eerie, whimpering sound.

"Respected Lord"

The scorpion ancestor lowered his head, his voice no longer as flattering as it had been in the Congo rainforest, but filled with awe from the soul: "The Shurima army from the Sahara Desert is heading south, and their ambitions are clear."

A biting, cold wind suddenly surged from the depths of the chasm, carrying with it the smell of decay. The snake-scorpion ancestor's scales were instantly covered in a layer of white frost, but he resisted the urge to retreat.

"That arrogant empire not only wants to kill me," it continued, its voice trembling slightly with the cold, "but also wants to completely control the lifeline of the entire African continent. The Red Sea has become a desert, the Congo rainforest is in danger, and you here..."

"boom--!"

Suddenly, a deafening roar came from the depths of the rift valley, and the whole earth began to tremble.

The rubble from the rock wall rustled down, stirring up a continuous echo in the abyss. The Serpent Ancestor saw that the falling rocks strangely levitated as they fell, then turned to dust.

"Shurima."

The hoarse voice came from the deepest part of the rift, like the groaning of huge rocks that had not moved for millions of years rubbing against each other, stirring up echoes in the abyss.

All the scales of the snake and scorpion ancestor stood up, and dark green venom dripped uncontrollably from between its fangs.

The venom fell on the ground, corroding the hard rock into holes that emitted blue smoke - this was the fear boiling in its blood.

The pressure emanating from the abyss made this old monster of the sub-emperor level tremble in his soul.

The Snake Ancestor resisted the urge to flee. "That damned sun disk has been hanging above our heads. It's a protest to the entire African continent! It also shows that it doesn't take you seriously..."

Then, the rock walls on both sides of the rift suddenly began to ooze out dark red liquid, like the saliva of a sleeping giant beast that was awakened.

The liquids gathered into strange runes on the cliff wall, emitting a disgusting bloody smell.

The Serpent Ancestor continued, "The Congo rainforest and Lake Victoria will soon go the way of the Red Sea. And you here—" it deliberately dragged out its tone, "will be the last."

"Boom!" An invisible shock wave erupted from the abyss.

"Sandstorm Emperor is now approaching south with it. If you need allies..."

"roll"

This word contained such terrible magical power that spider-web-like cracks appeared on the rock surface within a radius of several miles.

The old snake and scorpion ancestor did not dare to complain at all. He lowered his head and slowly retreated, but his sinister vertical pupils were dancing with excitement.

(End of this chapter)