Jerimanca Desert, Shasar Ruins, 2:45 a.m.

It was obviously the darkest time of the day, but the ruins of Shasar at this time seemed to be noon, dozens of thick pillars of light stood up to the sky, and the inverted magic barrier reflected colorful magical light under the rendering of these pillars of light, like the shadowless lamp of the hospital, illuminating the entire ruin. Illuminated by these lights, the entire Shasar ruins look like a carnival playground, full of brilliant colors.

It's a pity that the "tourists" inside don't feel pleasant at all. Under the illumination of these rays, the Yellow Sand Slaves, who were already ready to move, became more and more violent, and fierce battles could be seen in almost every corner of the ruins. One by one, players struggle to survive surrounded by yellow sand slaves, without exception, become corpses at the feet of these monsters, and then resurrect in a daze without knowing where to go, and continue to repeat the same experience for more than two hours.

There have been many people who have completely collapsed, and even because of too many deaths, the upper limit of soul energy has dropped significantly, and when they cross a certain limit, they completely disappear from this world.

Whether it is famous or unknown, powerful or weak, noble or lowly, there is no difference here. As everyone's soul energy continues to decrease, the ugliness of human nature is also fermenting, and things similar to what Avelina experienced can be seen almost everywhere, and the trust and affection between people are worthless at this moment. In order to survive themselves, they abandoned their usual disguises and revealed their true faces behind the masks.

That ugly, mean, shameless, filthy face!

At this moment, this ruin is hell, and no one can deceive themselves here, because only despair awaits them!

And in such a hell, even the slightest thing can make those really good people stand out and bloom in the most beautiful colors.

Pastor Sorian, the 37-year-old priestess, will not give up on helping those in need, no matter what desperate situation she is, even if they are once her enemies!

Camila, the knight, her elite horse had already died in a desperate charge, but as a knight, she still did not give up, even if she was no longer equipped with any equipment, this female knight dared to raise her fist and roar at those ugly yellow sand slaves.

Demon Masorio, in order to keep a fifteen-year-old player alive, this middle-aged man resolutely gave away the magic gems he had worked so hard to obtain, but he himself slept in this ruin.

There are also the Knights of the Round Table led by Brad, and the dwarven iron sledgehammer, as well as elves, lizardmen, undead, and so on. In the face of death, race and faith are no longer important, and the only thing that can be distinguished is only human nature.

In the midst of deep despair, the flame of hope is so faint, but very tenaciously burning.

"Fifteen minutes left, Lord Purple, it looks like that guy has escaped!" Yakumo Lan stood aside respectfully, reminding Yakumo Murasaki, who was humming a little song.

After drinking the last bit of wine in the cup in one gulp, Yakumo Zi glanced at the entire Shasar ruins: "Forty-six pillars of light, sure enough, someone intercepted the magic gem!" Hum! It's a pity that they don't know that destroying the entire second layer of the seal requires destroying all the magic nodes, but awakening the consciousness of the Lord of the Yellow Sand only needs to destroy thirty-six nodes! ”

"So, do you need me to prepare for the next step, Lady Purple?"

"It's good! It seems that Jean coward still doesn't dare to gamble with his own life! I thought he was going to stand in front of me like a man! What a pity! Yakumo stood up and patted the dust off her body, "How many statues have you found now?" ”

"According to the documents found from the elves, there should be twelve statues in total, and now we have a total of eleven of them, and we still have not found one foot."

In the final moments of the war between the Shahra Empire and the elves, the elves who surrounded the royal city were forced to pay a large number of casualties to attack the city due to the strong defenses built by the Shahra Empire. The Elven King Gwen Rodman gathered more than 3,000 powerful elven mages to sink the entire royal city into the ground, and built three powerful magic circles on the ground to seal the city and the Shahras hiding in the city.

Although Emperor Shatar sensed the elves' intentions, he could not stop them, and at this time, the Shahra Empire had reached its most critical moment, and almost all the surviving imperial subjects poured into the royal city to seek refuge, but the freedmen and nobles who were the main force of the imperial army were almost lost. As a last resort, Shatar dragged his badly wounded body to resist, but was eventually defeated by Gwen Rodman.

Shatar used a secret method to separate his soul from his body and fled back to the royal city. In order to prevent the emperor from returning to his body, Gwen Rodman divided Shatar's body and sealed it in twelve statues, which were buried at key points in the final seal, which were used as traps to lure Shatar's soul into the magic circle.

Unfortunately, the separated Shatar fell into a deep sleep after returning to the royal city, and during this period, the collapse of the Elven Empire led to the loss of many ancient texts, and the disintegrated Elves simply did not have enough manpower to maintain this huge seal in the depths of the Jerimanca Desert, so these statues slowly lost their usefulness over time and scattered to all corners of the Shasar Ruins.

"It's okay, it's a lot more than I expected! I thought I would only be able to collect half of it at most! ”

"There are twelve executors and sixteen executor candidates dispatched, and if they can only collect half of them, I'm afraid they will all feel embarrassed."

"Are you boasting about yourself?" Since the cards in his hand are very good, Yakumo Purple also joked with Yakumo Blue.

"This is also your credit, Lord Zi, you are the host of this tea party!"

Yakumo Purple obviously enjoyed such compliments: "That's right! If it weren't for the professor's behind-the-scenes, this tea party could have been more perfect! Alright, Blue, go get ready! I hope the Death Knight guy told me the prayer really works, I've been singing here for almost an hour! ”

Soon, Yakumo Murasaki, who had received the Yakumo Blue message, jumped off the dome of the temple and walked along the front path into the hall of the temple.

In the center of the hall was a huge brazier, which was filled with mountains of magical gems, and the rich magic power turned into a solid body, dancing in the brazier like a flame. These magic gems are all magic nodes from the third layer of seals, I have to say that the elves of the ancient era are wealthy, even after tens of thousands of years, these magic gems have not lost their effect, and they only need to be re-injected with enough magic power to restore to their original appearance again.

Around the brazier, hundreds of players were tied up on the ground, unlucky people who didn't make it to the ruins of Shasar in time, but they didn't want to leave, and the magician Doles and his men grabbed them and sent them here. Dozens of players from the Outer Hunter Regiment were tasked with keeping an eye on the prisoners, checking their ropes from time to time to see if they were in good condition.

Dressed in fancy clothes, Yakumo Murasaki walked into the hall and immediately attracted the attention of the players, who were unlucky enough to beg and threaten, curse, or insult, until the hunters had taught them a hard lesson with their weapons, and the hall was quiet again.

Yakumo Zi didn't look at these losers, walked straight to the brazier, raised his hands high, and sang the song engraved on the jade coffin again.

The crisp and long song echoed through the hall, and the magical flames in the brazier exploded as the song continued to sing, and by the end of the song, the magical flames from the magic gems had almost reached the ceiling.

Under Yakumo's gaze, the constantly writhing magic flame rapidly transformed and reorganized, and finally condensed into a huge half-body human form, which was the figure that had devoured Malik before, the Shatar phantom composed of the magic flame.

"Humble fellow! How did you know this song? Shatar's phantom asked in an unkind tone.

"The Great Lord of the Yellow Sands, the Emperor of the Shahra Empire, the King of Gold, Shatar, I am Yakumo Purple from the Demon Clan, and I have discovered the secrets of you and your empire by looking through the ancient books of the elves! I have destroyed the first seal, and the second seal is about to be broken, and soon I will be able to awaken you from your slumber. Yakumo Zi said unhurriedly, "I also found the prop that sealed your body, ah, great emperor, you are about to return to this world!" ”

The phantom did not show any excitement or pleasure, but looked at Yakumo Purple with an unkind face: "Humble existence, say what you ask!" I don't believe you'd do these things for free! ”

Yakumo pursed his lips imperceptibly, and said with a smile: "Great Golden King, I only have one small request, as long as the last layer of seals disappears completely, you can get a new life." I guess you don't mind using some unused gadgets as a reward for my help to you! ”

Shatar saw greed in Yakumo's eyes, a look he had been familiar with tens of thousands of years ago, just like the nobles who had followed him to build the empire!

Of course, he could not agree to Yakumo's request, with the magic nodes of the second layer of the seal being destroyed in large quantities, Shatar's soul could already gain a certain amount of freedom, even if no one helped him destroy the third layer of seals, he could also wear away the last layer of shackles that bound him in a hundred years.

But after sleeping for tens of thousands of years, Shatar, who has long been impatient, is willing to waste another hundred years of time doing such a monotonous and boring thing, not to mention, who knows what will happen after a hundred years.

"Excellent! You can choose any precious collection of the Shahra Empire from my palace as your reward, and I can promise you that you will receive my kindness! "Of course, a humble existence of the second order will not be taken seriously by the powerful Shatar, as a remnant of the Kingdom of Lothric and the emperor of the Shahra Empire, Shatar once had the opportunity to become a god when the empire was at its strongest, if it weren't for staying on the continent to accompany his beloved, this powerful gold lord would have ignited a divine fire a long time ago.

The pride of the strong makes Shatar unwilling to waste time on such a trivial matter, even if he opens his stomach to the little one in front of him, how many treasures can he take away! The Shahra Empire was a powerful empire that once ruled over a large area, and the treasures in the royal castle were enough to meet any of Yakumo's requirements.

After receiving Shatar's promise, Yakumo nodded with satisfaction, and Yakumo Blue on the side gestured, and several hunters standing next to the brazier threw the statue in their hand into the brazier.

The rolling magic flame instantly engulfed these statues, and the seal placed on the statues by Gwen Rodman had already been fragile after tens of thousands of years of continuous consumption, and after being swallowed by the ferocious magic flame, the blue-gray material on the surface of the statues quickly faded, revealing the jade that was as bright red as flesh and blood inside.

Eleven pieces of jade were carved into different shapes, representing different parts of the body, and under the control of Shatar's phantom, the jade quickly fused into a human form the size of an arm, and even the missing paws were reshaped by the magic flames.

A terrible will descended on this hall, and Shatar's soul left the underground royal city and came here, and the originally slightly sluggish phantom immediately became vivid.

"I can feel that the last seal is already fragile, and you are doing well, little one! Now, I need you to provide enough sacrifices to break through this last seal that binds me! ”

"Of course, I'm more than happy to!" Yakumo said, then gestured to Yakumo Blue and the hunters.

The sword light immediately lit up in the temple hall, and the players who were caught here had their throats slitted by the hunters without resistance.

But these players did not die immediately, they could clearly see that their bodies were connected to the jade body in the center of the brazier through an illusory silk thread, and they could clearly feel that the soul energy in their bodies was pouring out like a reservoir that had opened the floodgates.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes, a full five minutes, more than half of the players have fallen into a deep coma due to the large loss of the upper limit of soul energy, and even if they can escape the end of death, these players can only be in a vegetative state from now on, lying in a hospital bed for the rest of their lives, unaware and waiting for the end of their fate.

Finally, the jade body, which had gained enough soul power, grew in size little by little, and finally turned into a male body that was nearly three meters tall, with a strong body and an almost perfect body.

The Shatar phantom suspended in the air laughed wildly and pounced, merging into this body like a hundred rivers entering the sea, Yakumo Zi could even clearly perceive that as Shatar's soul continued to merge with his body, the entire hall was filled with a strong breath of life, and the sound of a strong and powerful heartbeat echoed in his ears.

In the next moment, the blood-red jade body grew little by little under the calcination of the magic flame, and the gold-like magic lines meandered across the body, finally converging on the third eye at the center of the eyebrows.

When the last trace of magical flame was absorbed by Shatar, the third eye peculiar to the Lothric people opened suddenly, and the terrifying aura that almost made Yakumo almost unable to kneel filled the entire hall, and spread unscrupulously towards the entire Shasar ruins.

Shatar, who had regained his body, couldn't help but let out a long roar, and without looking at the hunters kneeling down in the hall, the whole person slammed upwards into the sky, breaking through the dome of the temple and rushing into the sky.

A low, threatening voice resounded throughout the ruins.

"Sahera! Your Emperor is back!! ”