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"I'm going to die!!" The Traveler King cried as he watched the approaching desert tornado. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"If you yell, I'll throw you down."

The Sand King said, stretching out a palm to fend off the tornado. As soon as it came into contact, the dragon pillar with a diameter of hundreds of meters instantly calmed down and turned into a rain of sand.

The Traveler King's face was full of black lines: "It's yours?" Why are they still attacking? ”

"Of course not mine."

The Traveler King has seen the power of this desert tornado up close, and he will automatically meet it, and once it is involved until death. It's either his or the doppelganger.

"Why did you disappear as soon as you touched it?"

"You can't use sand spells anymore, but you're immune to all sand spells!" At the end, he added, "Maybe it's because of the failure of rebirth." ”

The Sand King didn't understand why, but he was invincible in the face of the attack of the sand spells. Maybe it's because I was reincarnated with some of my original qualities.

"Hey, it's your former servants!" The Traveler's face was full of black lines, and as he dived at high speed, the closer he got to the pyramids, the more enemies he would see, and the Jackal Reaper was the Grim Reaper as far as the eye could see. There is also a huge gravel statue that guards the entrance to the pyramid.

The Sand King lifted the Traveler's collar and threw him down with his slender arm, leaving an echo of Ahh Then the Sand King jumped down.

It was not high from the ground, and the Traveler King landed and rolled over a few times in a row, and was directly caught by the Sand King and galloped out under his armpit.

The Traveler King has a strong sense of immediacy, as if he is often caught under his arm.

The sand king didn't attack, just dodged, and if he couldn't dodge, he directly stretched out his hand and pushed over, and the jackal death in front of him would turn into a puddle of fine yarn in an instant. A manifestation of a rampaging summoning spell that doesn't work.

The Traveler King was dangled and ate a lot of sand in his mouth. He really didn't understand why the Sand King had to pull him along, according to his usual urine nature, even if he saved him from the plane crash, it was the limit, and it was impossible to protect him all the time. But now is not the time to ask questions.

True to what was once his own palace, the Sand King stormed the door of the pyramid.

Take a small jump.

"What is this?" The Traveler King asked puzzled.

The sand king said lightly: "Organ." With that, he walked out of a serpentine route, then walked dozens of meters against the wall of the tomb, and then threw the Traveler King nearly a hundred meters away, turned over and lay on the ceiling, and crawled over like a spider.

"It hurts..."The Traveler King rubbed the top of his head, thinking that he was going to be used as a secret weapon again, "When did you learn to climb the wall?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the sharp-eyed traveler king saw the truth. The Sand King didn't use any skills or spells at all, he just stuck his fingertips into the ceiling with his superior grip. It was made of stone.

...

The Traveler King held his forehead, and he was a fool who once thought that the Sand King might become weak.

As he spoke, he was about to lean his elbow against the protrusion of the wall, but the Sand King grabbed his wrist and pulled him up.

"Looking for death, that's the mechanism."

The corners of the Traveler's mouth twitched, and he simply closed his eyes and bent over, giving up the posture of "come and hold me under the armpit".

"Ruffian..."

The Traveler King looked up, but saw the strange scene of a hundred beautiful smiles, and suddenly his heart skipped a beat. He was picked up by the Sand King and swayed around at high speed, like a broken candle. It's not just his neck, it's his mind—with it or not! The Evil Mad God has this angelic appearance, and there is no hope for this universe.

When the Traveler King was still sighing, he was unconsciously taken to a dead end in the pyramid by the Sand King.

Can you get lost in your own home?

No...

The Sand King pushed back a corner of the dusty wall, revealing a stone brick carved with an intricately patterned pattern.

Pressed, there was a rumbling vibration from within the wall.

Let go.

The Traveler King knelt on the ground with a grunt. Rubbing his aching knees, he couldn't help complaining: "Your doorbell is covered with such a thick layer of dust, can't you go home often?" ”

"Since my failed reincarnation, I have reached level 1 and have lost all my skills, and of course, the ownership of these summons is no longer mine. Strictly speaking, this is not my home. ”

The Traveler King blinked. It's okay, say so many words? Is there going to be a red rain tomorrow?

"And..."The Sand King frowned slightly, "In the past, it was good to only teleport, and there was no need to walk through the door. ”

A smile and a smile are deadly charms...

Syllable!

The Traveler King slapped himself in the face.

The Sand King cast a strange look, and seeing that he didn't seem to get any explanation, he pushed open the huge stone door.

The sand and dust sprinkled all over the Traveler's cloak, but like pinballs, one by one, they bounced off the Sand King's body.

Rubbing his eyes, the Traveler King saw a huge burial chamber. Countless torches, like day. There are several huge statues of gods on both sides, and in front of it is a magnificent statue, which looks... You can't be wrong, it's the Sand King himself. own statues.

Directly in front of it was a stone throne, piled on top of a gem. Gems, all gems, no gold coins and crafts, no crowns or scepters, just gems.

The Traveler King thought for a moment that he would be blinded by the colorful light.

The Sand King took a few steps forward and shouted, "My doppelganger, I'm here to confirm your condition." ”

Well?

The Traveler King then discovered that in the brilliance of the jewel there was a faint man sitting on the throne. A blood-red cape, pitch-black bandage and leather armor.

There was no response for a long time.

The Sand King approached step by step. The Traveler King didn't dare to move, his pores were now erect, and he was ready to use his skills to teleport and escape at any time.

Walking under the throne, in the shadow of the torches, three women slowly walked out.

They were carrying machetes...

The Sand King looked at them, and they looked at the Sand King in silence. Of course, the Traveler King didn't know that a few sandmen died ten years ago, and the rest half followed the main body and half followed the clone. Now, these sandmen have completely belonged to the sand king clone. But despite this, it was too disrespectful to draw a knife in front of the original owner.

The Sand King didn't say anything, just continued to shout to the doppelganger on the throne.

After a long time, the doppelganger slowly stood up from the throne, walked down the pile of gems, and came to the front of the Sand King. Only then did the light of the torch shine on his face.

Emaciated and emaciated.

The doppelganger said, "I... Are you and the invaders who came to take my life? Has my mission been accomplished? ”

"Maybe."

"That's nice... This is full of vitality for the body. The clone trembled slightly and said, "That's good..."

The Sand King couldn't help but look away. After a few moments, he bowed deeply to the clone.

The doppelganger let out a long sigh, took two steps back, and slumped down on the pile of gems. "Forget it... Indeed, I hated you. ”

The Sand King was speechless.

"So," the clone smiled wryly, "what are you going to do now?" ”

"I..."

"Wait, someone's coming." The doppelganger straightened his back, "It's fast, one person." ”

The Sand King lowered his head and did not continue to answer the question just now, but picked up the Traveler King and dragged him behind the pillar, turned on the optical stealth component, and became invisible with him.

"What? That's your doppelganger... Don't help? ”

"Shh The Sand King gestured his index finger to his mouth.

Boom!

The gate was shattered, and countless pieces of rubble rained down on the Sand King's clone and the Sandmen like cannonballs.

Blocked one after another.

The person who came was the Ten Precepts. He smashed the stone door weighing several tons with his palms, his eyes glowing blood-red, and his mouth gasped.

Murderous intent overflows.