When Chen Zhi turned his head, he found that everyone had disappeared, he was the only one left in the entire desert, the fire in the desert was still burning, but no one shouted and ran anymore, the corpses emitting green smoke were lined up in the desert, and everything in the world was quiet.

"Look what you've done......",

An immature voice sounded behind Chen Zhi......

Chen Zhimeng turned his head, only to see that behind him was an endless stretch of yellow sand, the scorching sun hung in the air, the sand on the ground was emitting white smoke that had been burned dry, and there was a hot yellow sand hell everywhere.

On the yellow sand, a man in a tattered black robe was slowly walking in the direction of the sunset......

It was a man about three meters tall, shirtless, with a tattered black robe covering his body and head, a pair of bare feet blurred by the scorching sand, and a pair of huge shackles tied to his ankles, making every step he took very difficult.

But this man still kept walking, he kept walking, he kept walking, but he still stayed in that position, and he could never get out of this desert.

Chen Zhi couldn't see his face, but he could clearly see that on the crook of his right arm, there was a red gold arm guard, on which a huge scorpion was carved very clearly.

"Desert God~~~~~, Desert God~~~~~ tell me, what can my son's eyes be exchanged for............

A strange song suddenly sounded on this desert, and Chen Zhi felt that the desert in front of him was actually an image, and what he saw in front of him was like a picture scroll that had been stagnant for thousands of years, and he was just watching here, and the desert that was close at hand would never be out of reach.

But the strange sound of the ballad kept burrowing into his ears like a ghost.

"O god of the desert! O god of the desert!

Can I trade my wife's life for victory?

Take it~~~, take it~~~, I will never regret it!

O god of the desert! O god of the desert!

Can my mother's heart be exchanged for victory?

Take it~~~, take it~~~, I will never regret it!

O god of the desert! O god of the desert!

Can the eyes of my firstborn be exchanged for victory?

Take it, take it, I will never regret it.

O god of the desert! What can be exchanged for eternal life? With my filthy soul? Why don't you answer ......"

This ballad is completely in ancient Egyptian, the beat is very strange, and it is the chaotic tone of prehistoric civilization, but I don't know why Chen Zhi can fully understand it, and he is terrified to listen to it. It was as if I was listening to the crying of countless unjust souls.

"I didn't take his soul ......",

The immature voice just now suddenly sounded behind Chen Zhi.

Chen Zhi turned around violently, and standing in front of them was the girl who had appeared in his dream, the girl was still the same as in the dream, with messy brown hair, tattered robes covered with coagulated blood, no eyeballs~~~, she was suspended in the air, looking down at Chen Zhi with empty eye holes.

"I didn't take the Scorpion King's soul, because he is no longer human, and his soul is worthless!

And you? Alien gods, you ignored my advice and finally unleashed the demon......"

"The Scorpion King is a demon you created! It was you who gave him eternal life, and it was not a sin I committed! ”，

Chen Zhi replied, he found that his body was stiff and could not move, but his lips could still speak, it seemed that the desert god did not deprive him of the opportunity to argue, and then he heard the girl continue,

"The gods will keep their promises! Even if the promise is a sinful ......",

When the girl spoke, her lips looked at Chen Zhi motionlessly,

"The demon of 10,000 years ago has been taken by me into the deepest part of the desert, he will wander there forever, lost forever, he is not the demon I am talking about......"

"Then what kind of demon are you talking about......", when Chen Zhi just said this, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and a creepy thought came out of his mind, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the desert behind him.

I saw that in the whole desert, the fire was blazing, and the scorched corpses could not be seen at a glance, and they were displayed in the desert like a sea of corpses, and the number was thousands and countless people, showing his crimes nakedly.

"Do you need to argue?" ，

The girl behind her asked in a childish voice,

"There are no lives in vain before the scales of judgment, but in whose hands did those innocent lives die?"

"You mean to say ......",

Chen Zhi looked at the charred corpses all over the ground in front of him, and looked at the painful and distorted faces in front of him, "You mean to say that I am the ......."

"Yes!" ，

The girl's voice suddenly became heavy and cold,

"Descendants of the East, do you finally understand? You're the devil of this desert......"

After the girl finished speaking, she suddenly opened her mouth wide, and the terrifying big claws extended out of her mouth, grabbing Chen Zhi's neck.

The power of the claws was extremely huge, and Chen Zhi was grabbed high, and the girl flew into the air quickly like an eagle, and the cold and heavy voice resounded throughout the desert,

"Divine descendants of the East, look at what you have done with your powerful abilities? Slaughter! ”

The girl quickly took Chen Zhi around in the air, and then fell into the middle of a pile of corpses, in which was a six or seven-year-old little disciple, whose lower body was completely scorched, his throat had been burned and ruptured, and he was stretching his neck for a long time, and his eyes were full of pain and despair.

Beside him, a black-robed goddess was holding him, the woman's back had been completely burned, but she was holding her child in her hands.

"Look at them ......",

The voice of the god of the desert poured into Chen Zhi's ears, and the voice was very hoarse, as hot as this scorching desert.

"Aren't they children? Aren't they mothers? Aren't they life? Is life meaningful only for the people you care about? You killed them ......",

"I can't be blamed for this......",

I don't know why, Chen Zhi's soul trembled, he didn't dare to look directly at everything in front of him, let alone look directly at the girl's face, as if he was facing the final judgment,

"There is a reason for my actions, they attacked me first, and I cannot be blamed entirely for their deaths......."

"There is a reason for any killing, but in front of the scale of judgment, there is no life in vain!" , The god of the desert suddenly grabbed Chen Zhi's head and pasted it to his terrifying face,

"Now, Divine Descendants of the East, what do you use to repay these vain lives............