The yellow sand is all over the sky, and the storm is gradually rising.

In the Moka Desert, fierce battles continue.

The number of the Children of the Wind had been reduced to a dozen, and there were huge corpses everywhere, and the yellow sand was soaked in blood, and the desert could no longer be seen in its original color.

The surviving children of the wind were wounded one by one, and they became even more furious, their cloaks and distorted shapes, like evil spirits crawling out of hell.

Tang Tangtang didn't know whether he was alive or dead in the distance, and Yi Zhiyu and Xia Ren also paid a terrible price for it.

Yi Zhiyu was covered in blood, although the individual strength of the Children of the Wind was far inferior to that of the Apostles, but there were many of them, and the combined strength was extremely terrifying, especially since they were able to control the air flow, and the way of attack was difficult to guess.

Most of the blood on his body came from the enemy, but he also suffered extremely serious injuries, and there were terrible wounds all over his body, especially a huge laceration on his chest, a large piece of flesh and blood was missing, and he could directly see the violently beating heart inside!

Despite being mentally prepared from the beginning, the enemy was far stronger than Yi Zhiyu's initial estimate, and even if the Children of the Wind did not summon their "father", it would be difficult for them to survive now.

Xia Ren's situation was slightly better, and he knew that his strength was inferior, so he was cautious in fighting.

With the agility of his tentacles, he dodged most of his attacks, but some of them landed on him.

Relying on the ability of infinite reorganization and the protection of a part of the Xiugoth organization, although Xia Ren did not see any injuries on the surface, his physical strength had actually been exhausted, and the vitality of the rootless water gradually began to be stretched, and his recovery ability was greatly weakened.

When the next fatal wound came, he didn't know if he would be able to hold on.

Fighting so far, the two of them have endured no less than a hundred attacks, and each time the power is enough to scatter a building, and they have surpassed the limit to be able to survive until now!

Xia Ren himself hadn't realized that with the help of the containment object and multiple rounds of enhancement of the system, his current strength was actually close to the level of an S-class investigator of the Foundation!

But it wasn't enough to keep him alive in the desperate situation in front of him.

Not enough!

The tentacles grabbed the corpse on the ground, then retracted, and Natsuhito's figure shifted from the air, narrowly dodging an attack by the Children of the Wind.

He clenched the bloodstained and somewhat slippery crowbar in one hand, and the [Destiny Dice] was tightly held in his mouth, hesitating to use it.

The two of them had their clothes destroyed in the battle a long time ago, and they were now naked, and the backpack full of containment items had been hidden by Natsuhito under a corpse, so that they were spared doom.

"Tiger Roar!"

A sky-shattering howl came from the side, and translucent tigers swooped down from the sky, tearing apart the bodies of the two Sons of the Wind.

Violent air currents erupted, the air trembled violently, the desert seemed to boil, the air pressure changed suddenly, and the surrounding space was distorted.

This is the third time that Yi Zhiyu has used this move in battle, and his power has been greatly weakened, and it can be seen that he is already very reluctant.

Once again, a companion died tragically, and the remaining children of the wind let out a mournful whine.

At last, they began to chant frantically hoarse words, like the ghostly sound from the abyss, setting off a storm.

The wind carried the grains of sand, and the yellow sand covered the entire space.

In the blink of an eye, they were in the middle of a sandstorm.

The temperature plummeted, and a strong panic surged from Xia Ren and Yi Zhiyu's hearts.

They all looked up at the sky.

Something's coming out.

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Higashiura City.

Vending machine Lu Yi walked back and forth in the living room.

Lily has been asleep since she returned from the hive.

Qin Yun sat by the window, looking at the giant tree outside that had covered the entire city, and suddenly felt a sense of unease.

She looked down at Lily in her arms.

I don't know when it started, the little guy was already frowning.

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……

Floating in the sky over the West Continent, in a huge cloud formation.

"Damn it, Itakua!"

A suppressed cry of rage, a terrifying sound wave confined to the temple, causing the entire massive building to tremble.

Zhou Yuan turned around and looked out of the temple.

It was as if his gaze had passed through a distant space and seen the scene clearly.

"What are you worried about?"

Zhou Yuan suddenly asked.

He looked back at the writhing limbs in the shadows.

"He won't die so easily, since he will be targeted by the other party, it means that the day of your union is getting closer and closer."

Hearing this, Khira's mood was visibly calmed.

Let out a groan.

"My good brother......

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……

A terrifying sandstorm rolled up in the desert, and the sky instantly darkened, and the visibility around it was less than three meters.

They are wrapped in the wind, and the rolled up grains of sand are quickly burying their foothold.

Xia Ren and Yi Zhiyu stood together, the huge bodies of the children of the wind hidden in the sandstorm, the strange hoarse voices continued, the maddening chant echoed in their ears, and the temperature was close to freezing.

In the face of such a great change at the level of natural disasters, the two of them were as small as dust, and they could only watch the power of heaven and earth wreak havoc at will.

“I! I! Hastur! Ugh! Ugh! I ’Hastur cf’ ayak ’vulgtmm， vugtlagln

vulgtmm! Ai! Shub-Niggurath!... Hastur—Hastur’ cf’tagn! I! I! Hastur!

...... mglw““““nafh cf““““ayak ““““vulgtmm vugtlag““““n”

In an instant, the children of the wind stopped chanting.

In the midst of the sandstorm, their massive silhouettes exploded, scarlet blood mist rendering the sand grains a cruelly dull color, and the unbearable smell of rancid stench filled the space.

"He's coming."

He has come!

A bone-chilling cold descended on this world, and Xia Ren and Yi Zhiyu felt as if their souls were frozen.

They stiffened their heads, looked upward, and were horrified to see two bright crimson stars appear in the sky......

No!!!

It's not the stars that are bright!

What is the horror of the shadows!!

Indescribable

Far from being a human figure, He is far from any human character!

There is no time and space with no space!

Here He is!

We're going to die!!

The Great White God of Silence, Windranger, Wendigo

The name, which was far from being understood by humans, was squeezed out of the trembling teeth in an extremely strange pronunciation through Xia Ren's throat

- Itakuya!

Itakua !!

Chaos eats away at their minds, and terrible visions keep flashing through their minds,

The weak man who stood still looked up at the sky

Itakua's gaze passed through the layers of space, looking down on the ......