In the yellow sand in the center of the battlefield. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Whew-whew-" Charles West gasped sharply, his sand coat already tattered. On the other hand, Abel Lune on the other side was breathing steadily, not even a drop of sweat.

"Charles, my son, you who also imitate the [Yellow Sand Sage], your realm is inferior to mine, you can't win against me."

"Less, less nonsense." Charles summoned a spear of yellow sand and stabbed Abel swiftly.

Able raised his hand, and the wall of yellow sand rose to block the yellow sand spear.

"Come to me, it doesn't matter if you hate me, you can't look down on the position of Chief Rune, so what about the relics of the [Yellow Sand Sage]? I can't break through to the Wise, but if it were you, I might be able to attain enlightenment. ”

"Come, my son, as long as you come, the power and power are yours." Abel seduced.

For the first time, the charr was shaken, the relic of the [Yellow Sand Sage]?! For him and Abel, who also embarked on this path, it was the best treasure. Maybe, he can really become the new [Yellow Sand Sage]?

"Yes, my son, come here, we're not supposed to fight, are we?" Able smiled as he saw Charles' faltering. His other son died, and this son was the only one who could succeed him, and it was unlikely that he would have given birth to a third son, who was already over a hundred years old. He had worked hard to steal one of the chiefs of the Rune tribe, but he didn't want to die and return to his relatives in the Rune family.

"Ha, hahaha." Charles suddenly burst out laughing, and after Abel's uncertain expression, he turned a cold face: "I don't want it." ”

Charles figured it out, the old man was so urgent, obviously hoping that he could inherit him, but he didn't let the old man get his wish. As for the relics of the [Yellow Sand Sage], it has been circulated in the Luen tribe for 2,000 years, and no one has been able to break through it.

Abel was also angry, this son was too ignorant. It seems that he will be knocked down, brought back to the Rune tribe and locked up for dozens of days, and then see if he is still tough?

Abel's mind changed, and he turned from defense to offense, and the form of the yellow sand that had been wandering around him for defense changed, and he rushed forward towards the charr, and dozens of hard and sharp spears pierced out of the wave-like yellow sand.

Charles crossed his hands to protect his face, and the yellow sand around his body turned into several shields of yellow sand, firmly protecting the heart, joints and other vital parts.

In the next moment, the yellow sand spear gushed out, and it was booming!!

Charles squinted, his thin body staggered in the rain of yellow sand guns, and the yellow sand shield of his body was worn away little by little. If Charles's mental power had the leisure to observe, he would find that after the spears that had been grazed around him did not enter the ground behind him, they would scatter into yellow sand and flow back into the waves of yellow sand, and the yellow sand spears would continue to generate from the waves of yellow sand. The cycle achieved in this way can continue to attack Abel Lune's magic and mental power until he runs out.

Charles didn't make it until Abel's magic ran out, and after carrying the thirty-four waves of spears, his protective yellow sand shield was shattered, and in the thirty-fifth wave, the spears pierced into his abdomen, feet, and left and right shoulder blades, knocking him out and blood spilling out.

Damn, I, is there such a big gap with him?

Charr's magic and mental power were almost exhausted, and his eyes gradually turned black after being injured and losing blood.

Able was about to manipulate the sand to bind the Charr when a tornado/sandstorm by giving up his life broke into the center of the battlefield, the high-speed spinning sand was as sharp as a knife, and the flow of air attracted nearby objects towards the center.

"Sandstorm?!" Able was surprised, but he also had to avoid its edge for a while, and protected it with flowing yellow sand, and a ball of yellow sand carried itself and flew out.

The Charles, on the other hand, had no strength left to defend themselves, and were driven by the air to fly into the air towards the center of the sandstorm.

"Charles!" Able flew halfway out and saw Charles in distress.

Considering the risks and benefits he might face, Able turned around, and all the yellow sand flowed, forming a spherical shell with a diameter of three meters, enveloping Abel Luhn and flying towards the center of the sandstorm. As for the perception of his surroundings, Abel Lune opened his [Spiritual Power Horizon], and the scene with a radius of 15 meters was reduced to a black and white scene outlined in lines.

The dust particles of the yellow sand bombarded the spherical shell of the flowing yellow sand, smashing out small potholes, but they were quickly repaired by the flowing yellow sand, and could not hurt Abel Lune in the slightest. However, in order to search for Charles's location, Able had to control the yellow sand ball to resist the attraction of the sandstorm and move around. Rely on the 15-meter-radius [Spiritual Power Horizon] to search for Charles's figure.

There were also some goblins who were caught in the sandstorm and flashed in the [Spiritual Power Vision], and it was still very difficult for Abel to tell if it was Charr. There were several times when he manipulated the yellow sand spherical shell to stretch out his tentacles to absorb the passing goblins, and after touching them with his hands, they were unknown goblins with blurred flesh and blood, and Abel spit them out of the yellow sand spherical shell.

It was like looking for a needle in a haystack, but it was much easier, and after spitting out the seventeenth unlucky goblin, Able felt the birthmark on the butt of the eighteenth goblin that had been swallowed by the yellow sand sphere. This is the Charles. It's really miserable, my hands are wet and sticky to the touch, and I don't think much about it, but I am blurred by the yellow sand outside, but I still have breathing, it's good that I'm not dead.

Finding Charles, Able no longer resists the attraction of the sandstorm, and allows the spherical shell of the yellow sand to be driven to rotate. Anyway, the yellow sand on the periphery couldn't penetrate the yellow sand spherical shell, and Abel was just distracted to put himself and Charles in a relatively stable position, with less bumps.

The sandstorm raged for more than ten minutes, spreading over a radius of 10 kilometers, and when the sandstorm stopped, Abel was taken to a desert more than 10 kilometers away.

He felt that the force outside the yellow sand spherical shell was greatly weakened, and the yellow sand spherical shell was lifted, and the soft yellow sand bed slowly fell down like a seriously injured and unconscious Charles. Looking around, the green of [Neftis] was the best compass, and Abel took Charles and hurried back to [Neftis].

Outside the city of [Neftis], most of the goblins belonging to [Neftis] withdrew to the windbreak, and the remaining 100 or so goblins who did not obey orders, were entangled by opponents and could not get out, and did not hear the order to retreat remained outside the forest. Vidashire, Aite and other [wise men] cooperated with a large number of [Qingzhuang] [Village Chief] levels, and killed these goblins as easily as slaughtering pigs and sheep.

They looked at the windbreak not far away, and Vidashar personally led the team into the windbreak with 3 [wise men] and dozens of [young and strong] [village chiefs].

"Whoop", "Woo", "Roar" Strange roars emanated from the surrounding trees, and trees five or six meters tall rose one by one, stepping on Vidashire and other invading goblins with their huge bodies.

"It's a tree man!" The air blades unleashed by Vidachar and the other wise men slashed at the Treants, who continued to attack unmoved.

The Wise Rank is okay, and the wall of air emitted is enough to resist the brute force of the Treants for a while, and then take the opportunity to escape. And those [Qingzhuang] [Village Chief] ranks, the attacks they sent out were ineffective, and they were powerless to resist in the face of the attacks of the huge body of the tree people, and soon more than a dozen goblins were trampled to death in the woods.

Vidashire's face was ugly, and he beckoned: "Withdraw, withdraw first." ”

The four [wise men] covered the remaining elves as they fled back from the windbreak in disarray.

A dozen or so treemen chased to the windbreak and stopped, slowly losing their activity, taking root in the ground and turning back into ordinary windbreak trees.

Not long after, Abel rushed back with Charles, and Vidachar informed him of the situation.

Abel deduced: "That should be the power of the [Tree Protector], the relic of the [Tree Protector] disappeared from the [El Tribe] 1,700 years ago, and it originally fell into the hands of the [Brave]. ”

"Is there any way to deal with that?" Vidashire asked.

"That's all for today, and tomorrow I'll see how I use the relics of the [Yellow Sand Sage] against it."

"Oh, then it's up to Chief Abel."