Versatile Mage: Get the Desert Emperor clone at the start

Chapter 86: Shurima Declares War

Deep in the dense rainforest, an old face slowly emerged from the trunk of a giant ancient tree with a diameter of more than 100 meters.

Between the wrinkles of the bark, a pair of emerald eyes were looking through the layers of branches and leaves, watching the battle breaking out outside.

"Sly old jerk."

The deep sound echoed in the rainforest, startling a flock of colorful birds.

As the demon emperor who had ruled the Congo rainforest for thousands of years, the Emerald Tree Lord was well aware of the Serpent Scorpion Ancestor's plans - that sinister guy clearly wanted to bring the war to the rainforest and force him to take action.

"Rustle, rustle"

Countless vines suddenly descended from the treetops, weaving into a massive green throne. The Emerald Tree Lord's true form slowly emerged—a humanoid creature composed of ancient trees and vines, its head ablaze with enchanting man-eating flowers, and its body emanating a rich, intertwined aura of vitality and decay.

The Emerald Tree Lord could clearly feel that the power of the Sandstorm Emperor was indeed suppressed at the edge of the rainforest. The originally violent sand and dust became heavy and sluggish in the humid air.

As for the arrogant Shurima Empire, looking at the sun disk hanging in the sky, he understood that the expansion of the desert would sooner or later affect the Congo rainforest.

Will we have to give way to the other side's desert empire in our entire rain forest at that time?
These demon empires in Central Africa are not desert demons, and they are far away from Azir's Shurima Empire. Naturally, they will not easily surrender to the Shurima Empire.

In the steaming moisture at the edge of the rainforest, although the humid air made the sand and dust surrounding the Sandstorm Emperor shrink a little, the emperor's power did not diminish in the slightest.

Every time he waved his hands, tons of yellow sand turned into sharp spears and shot towards the Snake and Scorpion Ancestor.

“Hiss—!”

The snake and scorpion ancestor let out a painful hiss, and its proud dark purple shell was now covered with cracks.

The most serious wound penetrated the chest and abdomen. Dark green blood continued to seep out, corroding the soil beneath the body into bubbling holes.

It tried to hide underground, but found that the soil at the edge of the rainforest had long been turned into sand by the Sandstorm Emperor's power and became as hard as iron.

"Do you think escaping to the rainforest will be helpful?" Sandstorm Emperor sneered and clasped his hands together suddenly.

"boom!"

Dozens of sand pillars suddenly rose from the ground, wrapping around the Serpent Scorpion Ancestor's limbs like giant pythons. These sand grains were mixed with special magical runes, and every inch they shrank left a charred burn mark on its carapace.

The Snake and Scorpion Ancestor struggled frantically, and the poisonous needles on its tail kept sweeping towards the opponent, but they were all blocked by the rotating sand shield around the Sand Storm Emperor.

Its sinister vertical pupils revealed fear - it was clearly at the edge of the rainforest, and the power of this desert king should have been suppressed, so why was it still so terrifying?
"Confused?" Sandstorm Emperor seemed to see through its thoughts and slowly raised his right hand.

In the sky, a golden ray of light suddenly shot out from the sun disk, penetrating the fog above the rainforest and landing precisely in his palm.

"Under the light of the sun disc, the entire African continent is the domain of the Shurima Empire."

With the infusion of this golden light, the sand and dust around the Sandstorm Emperor suddenly boiled up and condensed into a small sandstorm in the humid air.

In this battle, the Sandstorm Emperor did not shy away from the demons of the Congo rainforest. The desert storm he caused ruthlessly tore apart the rainforest ecology.

Several trees fell one after another, splashing dead branches and leaves all over the sky.

Some poor rainforest elves had no time to escape and were blown by the strong wind carrying sand and gravel. They were instantly turned into dried specimens, and their terrified expressions were still frozen on the tree trunks.

Then the entire rainforest shook violently, and countless cracks appeared on the ground. Thick emerald green vines broke out of the ground like giant pythons, and each one flashed with emerald-like fluorescence.

The surface of these vines is covered with ancient tree patterns, and they exude tremendous life energy as they twist.

"Sandstorm Emperor, you've crossed the line."

The voice of the Emerald Tree Lord rumbled from the depths of the rainforest, carrying with it the heavy pressure of a thousand-year-old tree.

The remains of trees ravaged by the sandstorm suddenly sprang to life. Countless new shoots sprouted from the broken trunks, instantly transforming into emerald green vines hundreds of meters tall. These living plants intertwined to form an emerald barrier, firmly blocking out the raging sandstorm.

The Sandstorm Emperor narrowed his eyes and found that as soon as his sand grains touched the surface of the vines, they were immediately wrapped in some sticky resin and became extremely heavy.

What's even more troublesome is that these vines are expanding outward at a speed visible to the naked eye. Wherever they pass, the desertified land becomes green again - this is clearly eroding his territory in the opposite direction!

"interesting."

The Sandstorm Emperor stomped on the ground suddenly, and the sand within a radius of 100 meters suddenly sank, forming a huge quicksand vortex.

However, the emerald vines were not affected. They secreted a slippery liquid on their surface and were able to move freely on the quicksand.

Deep in the rainforest, the true form of the Emerald Tree Lord appeared.

"This is my kingdom."

Seeing this situation, the huge body of the Emerald Tree Lord was reflected in the golden pupils of the Sand Storm Emperor, but his face was as cold and dead as the desert.

He slowly raised his right arm, spread out his five fingers, and a dazzling golden light burst out from his fingertips, piercing the sky.

"boom--"

The sky was suddenly torn apart, and a sun disk with a diameter of one kilometer broke through the air.

Liquid golden flames swirled across the disc's surface, countless ancient runes floating within the light. The moment it descended, the moisture in vast tracts of rainforest evaporated, and the branches and leaves of towering ancient trees withered and curled at a visible rate.

The vine body of the Emerald Tree Lord suddenly stiffened - it felt the suppression from the source of life.

Those animated plants madly degenerated into ordinary grass and trees in the holy light, and the crown of the carnivorous plant even closed and withered.

"Wherever the sun disc shines, all that is Shurima is its territory."

Azir's voice came from the center of the disc, and every syllable resonated with heaven and earth.

The sound waves, carrying the imperial pressure, swept across the four directions and spread throughout the entire Central African region.

The treetops of the Congo rainforest undulated violently like waves of wheat, the crater of Mount Kilimanjaro spewed out warning columns of smoke, huge waves of a hundred meters were raised on the surface of Lake Victoria, and even the black fog deep in the Great Rift Valley of East Africa was shaken.

Azir is about to declare war on the four demon empires at the same time.

In the blazing light pouring down from the sun disk, Sandstorm Emperor slowly raised his arms.

Countless golden sands rose from the border of desert and rainforest, condensing, compressing, and melting in the air. Each grain of sand carried the sacred power of the sun disk, eventually transforming into a quicksand spear—the spear's body wrapped in liquid solar fire.

Then, under his traction, he flew towards the Snake and Scorpion Ancestor.

The Serpent Scorpion Ancestor's pupils contracted sharply. It tried to flee, but found the surrounding sand had transformed into a vortex of quicksand. It tried to block, but its carapace, previously corroded by the emerald vines, had already shattered. Most terrifying of all, the spear seemed to have locked onto its soul's essence, following it like a shadow no matter how it dodged.

"No Azir! You will be in trouble"

Before he could finish his curse, the golden spear had already pierced his body.

First, there was the hissing sound of its shell vaporizing in the intense heat, followed by the crackling sound of flesh and blood being burned by the sun's true fire. The serpent-scorpion ancestor's massive body was carried hundreds of meters away like a rag doll, ultimately impaled on a thousand-year-old tree at the very edge of the Congo rainforest.

What was strange was that the tree turned into sand the moment it came into contact with the spear, forming a hideous sandstone sculpture.

The remains of the snake-scorpion ancestor hung on the treetop, its dark green blood evaporated before it even dripped, leaving only the charred body whimpering hollowly in the wind.

(End of this chapter)