A few seconds later, three smaller dragons appeared in Talos and Dolores' sights, and through their appearance, Talos knew that they were not real dragons, but desert wyverns, and like other wurm species such as geosaurs and dinosaurs, they were the product of dragons casually solving their physiological impulses on the main material plane.

Desert Wyverns are descendants of giant dragons and flying lizards, with large, bat-like membranous wings covered in reptilian scales, reaching up to 18 feet in length and a wingspan of up to 30 feet.

In addition to its teeth and claws that can inflict damage on enemies, the Desert Wyvern is a descendant of dragons with the ability to breathe acid, which has been used as evidence to suggest that the ancestors of the Desert Wyvern are also capable of spitting acid.

It was a strong acid, and it had a certain amount of toxin, and the acid of an adult desert dragon was enough to corrode flesh and bones.

And when they advance to the fourth order and evolve into Venom Wyverns, the power of acid breath will be further enhanced, and even the metal armor used by warriors to protect themselves can be dissolved.

Living in Sand Mountains, the Desert Naga have a tradition of entering the lair of the Desert Wyvern to find newly hatched cubs and domesticate them as the best mounts and war flying units.

At this time, it was three domesticated desert wyverns flying towards Talos and Dolores, and a female four-armed naga sat on top of a tawny desert wyvern.

She wore a hazy veil over her face, a jeweled forehead ornament strung with gold chains, and a hot and sexy figure, dressed in a style very similar to that of Persia in Talos's previous life.

Compared to the Tidal Naga, the Deep Sea Naga, or the Snowy Naga, the appearance of the Desert Naga is the most distinctive of the four.

The scales on their tails don't look like snake scales at all, but rather like a combination of pangolin and crocodile scales, thick and thick, mostly brown and yellow, and easily blend in with the desert.

"It looks like the people of Sand Mountain have come to greet us. Dolores lowered the magic carpet beside Talos, "If you read it right, this is supposed to be Mular, the eldest daughter of Saphiros, the chief of the Naga clan of the desert, and may inherit the chieftain in the future, and rule the Sand Mountains together with her sister Fahada, who inherited the title of Lord of the Desert." ”

The Desert Naga did not adopt the method of integrating the Naga dumplings in the snowy region, and the power was in the hands of the patriarch of the Desert Naga clan, that is, the chieftain, whose status was equivalent to that of the king of a kingdom;

The divine power is in the hands of the Grand Elder of the Desert Druid Order, the Desert Lord, who presides over the festival and upholds the belief in the Earth Dragon.

The chief of this generation, Sephiroth, and the desert lord Imoryel are both fifth-order powerhouses, the former is an epic knight who is proficient in six-knife combat, and the latter is a desert druid who can transform into a legendary creature Rattletail, a special transformation object that can only be mastered by desert druids who worship the dragon of the earth, and their strength is not weaker than that of any fifth-order ancient dragon.

"And, congratulations, Tar, for learning a very useful combat feat. ”

Talos smiled weakly at Dolores, seven days of penance in the desert and the tempering brought by the challenge of life and death in the gladiatorial arena some time ago had finally allowed him to master his fifth combat specialty, Iron Will.

As a bloodliner, Talos's achievements on the path of bloodline knight may not be as good as that of his cousin Maximilian, after all, the other party is now a four-armed Naga, even if he mastered as many as nine combat specialties in the second order, the gap will be even greater after being promoted to the third order to develop bloodline expertise.

However, compared to other people of his age, Talos is quite good - Jacob, a descendant of Urban I of the ancient Sasardine dynasty on the island of Black Dragon, has only mastered two combat specialties - not to mention that it has only been five months since he became a bloodline knight, and this kind of progress may not find a second suitable word except for leaps and bounds.

However, Talos knew that this was not enough, and given the existence of the soul fire and the faith needed to strip away the seven primordial desires, it was very likely that he would be on the opposite side of the Church of the Gods in the future.

The re-emergence of the Spider Cult and the Illuminati on the main physical plane made Talos feel a sense of foreboding with peace and chaos to come.

Before Talos sorted out Mai, who had become a little ragged from seven days of asceticism, three desert dragons had already arrived in front of him, obediently folded their wings and landed in the desert at the request of their master.

"Welcome to the Sand Mountains, my friends from the Temple of the Snowy Mountains and the Black Sea, Dolores Talos, I am Mural, and I have come to greet you on behalf of all the desert Naga and Mother of the Sand Mountains. ”

Mural dismounted from the desert wyvern, removed his veil, and nodded slightly to Talos and Dolores.

She was slightly stunned when her eyes fell on Talos, and then looked at him with an approving and admiring gaze, ascetic, not everyone can persevere.

There are also ascetic desert druids in the sand mountains, who will go to the depths of the desert alone to practice, some of them will return successfully, and some will be buried in the sand dunes forever.

Had it not been for the images provided by Sephiroth about the guest before he set out, Mural would never have been able to match the young Naga in front of him, who was in ragged clothes, emaciated, with chapped lips and shocking sunburns and frostbite, with the rumored son of the Lord of the Black Sea.

After greeting each other, Dolores murmured two prayers and performed a healing spell for Talos.

Talos was bathed in aqua blue divine light, and the wounds on his body born of asceticism gradually healed under the influence of divine magic, scabbed, and fell off, revealing his smooth and intact skin again.

"I'm afraid I'll need to find a place to wash before I meet the chief, or I'll be rude. Talos said apologetically to Mular.

For seven days, Talos didn't know how much sweat he had left, but he hadn't taken a shower, and his untidy sackcloth looked like a bum, except for his self-proclaimed handsome appearance, and it was really difficult for Mural to recognize him at a glance.

"Rest assured, although we live in Sand Mountain, there is no shortage of water. ”

With Mular's help, Talos successfully climbed one of the desert dragons, sat on the back of this third-order demonic beast, and began to set off towards Sand Mountain, the true territory of the desert Naga clan.

Half an hour later, a group of Desert Naga Knights riding on petrified lizards appeared in the desert ahead—the equivalent of the Black Sea Knights of the Black Sea, each of whom possessed second-order strength—and they let out a loud and unanimous cheer into the sky to welcome the arrival of Talos and Dolores.

After nearly half an hour of flight, an oasis appeared before Talos's eyes.

Sand Mountain, arrived.