Chapter Eighty-Four: The Haughty Azima
The breeze blew, rolling up puffs of sand and dust through the Sahara Desert, passing by human figures.
They were dressed in pale yellow armor, holding spears and pointing straight to the sky, their legs had been buried to half of their knees by the wind and sand, and they did not react at all.
In a moment, a pair of fanatical eyes slowly opened, the thick and powerful left hand grasped the spear, the right knee was slowly bent and half-knelt in the desert, lowered the proud leakage, put the right hand across the chest, and shouted in a neat and orderly manner: "The military soul is immortal, I am the spirit of gold." ”
"Shurima, your emperor has returned." A thunderclap sounded in the sky, and the yellow sand danced wildly, condensing in the sky above the army, and a lifelike body walked out of the wild sand.
He was armed with a golden spear with a shining blue crystal stone set in the hilt of his head, and he was clad in gold-colored armor, his sharp fingers hanging by his side, and his lilac robe fluttering in the wind.
"The spirit of gold never goes out." Tsar Azima gently raised his palm, and a pale red ball appeared above it, slowly flying into the sky, instantly shining brightly.
In the blink of an eye, dust flew, and in the vast desert, a huge sand city rose in an instant, a tower made of sand, on the top of which there was a dark red crystal ball, looking from afar like an eyeball, insight into all directions.
"I really didn't expect that there is such a powerful god hidden on the earth." Standing in outer space, the flaming sword held high slowly fell, and said:
Shivani stood on the dragon's head and whispered, "I don't know how many secrets are still hidden on this earth. ”
"Let's go back, the appearance of such a powerful god may be a good thing for the earth." The scorching wings folded and slowly landed behind Shivani, and the dragon left.
On the edge of the Sahara Desert, the ghost is hidden, holding a witch wand and slowly walking forward, ready to cross the desert. The scorching sun made his already withered arms even more dry, and he looked like a walking corpse from a distance.
"You are saying that there is a god in the Sahara Desert." Inside the base, everyone surrounded Burning Heart and Shivani, all with shocked expressions.
Burning Heart nodded and said, "The Heavenly Blade Judgment accidentally injured there and destroyed the seal. ”
"In my memory, the earth itself has not given birth to gods, and who is the god who is sealed in the great desert?" Silent and thoughtless, he muttered:
Rose wondered, "Could it be like Shivani, not the god of the earth?" ”
"It's possible." Shivani nodded and said:
At this time, the crocodile god Suodun, who was playing with the tablet outside the base, suddenly looked up at the sky, gently put down the things in his hand, stood up and looked into the distance blankly, and muttered: "Azima is resurrected." ”
"Another god, what the hell is hidden on Earth, what the hell is that old bastard Kieran found here, what Carl is looking for here." Morgana stood in front of the window, glass of red wine in her hand, her eyes staring into the distance.
Three days later, the ghost witch had arrived in the center of the Sahara, where the majestic sand city was located, and nearly a hundred soldiers with solemn expressions stood on the city walls, their eyes burning with strong fighting intent.
Sou!
A streamer of light flashed, and the warrior pointed his spear at Yin and asked, "Who are you?" ”
"Ghost Witch Yin, come and visit the master of this city." Yin put his hand in front of him, looking polite, but his flesh and blood had long since dried up, leaving only a terrifying appearance.
The warrior pointed his spear at the sky and said, "My emperor has ordered that the Golden City will not accept the living. “
Suddenly, a wisp of light sand condensed beside the warrior, and Tsar Azima appeared beside him, frowning and looking at Yin, and said in surprise: "You are the tomb guard.."
"Tomb guards? No, I'm not. Yin shook his head, a large amount of energy was infused into his body functions, and his originally dry body became full, and his withered yellow face gradually became ruddy.
"I didn't expect that only 10,000 years have passed, and the old people have gone more than that." Azima held her head high and sighed:
"Why did you come to my Golden City?"
After learning that Yin was not a tomb guard, Azima's voice was also a little unfamiliar, and he was no longer as cordial as he had just been, raising his head high, and he didn't want to look at Yin in front of him at all.
"Make a deal." With a faint sigh, it seems that this god who has just escaped from trouble is not so easy to speak.
Azima squinted his eyes, looked down at Yin with his height of nearly two meters, and said coldly, "Oh, what do you have to trade." ”
"Strength, the power to break through the shackles." Yin's voice was full of temptation, and the warrior next to the leader was a little unstable.
Azima was immediately annoyed, and his hand grabbed forward, piercing Yin's body. "Hmph, kill you, the thing is still mine."
"Failed?" Yin watched his body being pierced, shook his head slightly, and then retreated.
Azima held the spear in his hand, pointed directly at Yin, and said, "Take him down for me." “
"Kill!" The warrior immediately rushed out, spear in his hand stabbing at Yin.
"The emperor who thinks he is in control of everything will sooner or later be lost in the void because of your stupidity." In the hidden eye, a line was formed, and a palm swing instantly beat the rushing warriors into their original shapes and turned into a piece of yellow sand.
"I am immortal, and those who do not obey will be killed." With a wave of his hand, Azima's warriors who had turned into yellow sand rose from the sand again, along with hundreds of warriors from the tower.
Yin was surprised, looked at the warriors around him curiously, and used the wizard's eye to perceive the super data in his body, and found that it was just a mess of garbled, disorganized like a pile of useless data.
"Can't be analyzed, strange genetic data."
"Kill!"
Many warriors quickly stabbed at Yin with their spears.
The Hidden General leaped into the sky and flew into the sky.
"Hmph, if you want to go, come down for me." Azima pressed his hands together, and the wall of yellow sand suddenly appeared on top of Yin, covering it on the ground at once.
Burst!
Yin had to turn on the Void ability, passed through the city walls, and sprinkled a drop of water on the ground as he left, and all the soldiers who were stuck to it let out a miserable cry and fell to the ground wailing.
"Wait to be devoured, foolish god."
"Hmph, I'll wait." With a wave of Azima's hand, everyone turned into wind and sand and disappeared, and the warriors guarded the tower, and everything was so calm, as if nothing had happened just now.
At the base, Mo Wuxin, Rena, and Sun Wukong surrounded the crocodile god Suodun, and asked with a smile: "Does Suodun know that there is a god sealed there in the Sahara Desert." ”
Thorton's eyes rolled wildly, and he shouted at the top of his voice, "I don't know Thorton, I don't know anyone." ”
"How did you hear that the god is called Azima."
"Did I say it, she must have heard it wrong, she heard it wrong."
Mo Wuxin smiled sinisterly and said in a low voice: "You really don't know? ”
"I don't know!"
"Rena, hold it down for me, Brother Monkey looks at you." Mo Wuxin and Rena held Thorton left and right, so that it could not move.
Sun Wukong pressed the tickling tool and kept scratching at Thorton.
"Hah.... Hah...."
"Huh... Ha... I... Say..."
“... Say...