At this time, the holy city is lit up with lights, and every corner is filled with a pleasant atmosphere.

Because, the day of the Holy Sacrifice is coming, when the sacred tree will shed the light of blessings, and everyone who bathes it will receive great benefits.

Maybe it's to prolong life, maybe the stubborn disease that has been entangled in you for a long time will be cured and disappear.

There are so many stories about its magical powers, which are circulated throughout this desert.

Every holy sacrifice is a carnival of the entire desert, which will attract an unknown number of people to come here, just to be able to bathe in the holy light of the sacred tree at that time.

The vast desert, which is usually silent, has been broken by countless pilgrims, and the sand dunes are filled with the footprints of pedestrians.

The city lord of Huangdu City led a large group of men and horses to rush in the direction where the holy city was located.

Due to the fact that many children were captured by the Black Wind and Sand Bandits, he had to find another way to gather enough people.

The whole team walked very slowly, not in a hurry at all.

Riding on horseback, looking at the vast desert ahead, the yellow sand in the sky, and the falcon soaring high in the sky, looking down on the small and fragile creatures on the earth, ready to end their lives with its sharp claws.

He ordered everyone to rest in place and not to continue on their way.

Time is of the essence to him.

He didn't want to rush to the Holy City too early, he didn't want to choose any side.

When it was all over, he could reap the benefits of the fisherman, and then he would come back against him, and it would be no good for either side.

And he, without taking risks, may even have unexpected gains.

That's the choice he made.

He knew that there must be many city lords in other cities in the desert who would make the same choice as him.

Only the most stupid people would be persuaded by the Black Wind Sand Thieves to take that risk, which has no chance of winning or benefiting.

Don't they know that on the Holy Mountain, the Divine Wing Clan is powerful and terrifying?

But even so, for the sake of stability, he finally decided to stay out of the matter completely.

When the time comes, he only needs to say that he was attacked by the Black Wind and Sand Thieves and missed the hour.

Even if the messenger on the holy mountain was not satisfied and knew his plan, they would not be furious about it when the boat was ready.

Therefore, at this time, under the leadership of the city lord of Huangdu City, they stopped and stopped, and they were still far away from the Holy City, so they were not in a hurry at all.

On top of the holy mountain, a huge castle made of white jade stone looks down on the holy city below the mountain.

The white jade castle is built on the mountain, and it is neatly embedded in the mountain.

In the place where it connects with the mountain, there is a towering giant tree, much higher than the castle, the whole body is verdant, exudes a faint white fluorescence, mysterious and holy, not like a mortal thing, it is a sacred tree full of magical legends.

At this time, under the sacred tree, there sat a strange creature with blood-red wings and a pair of antlers on its head, and the branches of the sacred tree hung down on the wings behind his back, sending him a steady stream of mysterious power.

Around the sacred tree, there are two rows of warriors with silver armor and white wings, guarding this place.

They are the Divine Wings who rule this desert, and each individual is incomparably stronger than the weak Terrans.

A white-robed and white-winged Divine Wing Clan elder approached the Divine Tree from a distance, knelt down on one knee in front of it and saluted, and said, "My king, the nourishment needed by the Divine Tree is not enough, and the tributes from those cities have come a lot later than usual this year. ”

The red-winged creature under the sacred tree opened his strange eyes, shot out a fine light, and roared angrily: "This group of despicable and filthy human races is really unreliable at all, hurry up and go to the holy city below for me to find!" ”

The elder of the Divine Wing Clan, shocked by their king's anger, carefully reminded: "Just look for it in the Holy City, if they find out, there will be many people, and it will be difficult to do!" ”

The red-winged creature suppressed its out-of-control emotions just now, and said in a calm and calm tone: "I have reached the most critical time at this time, and I can't delay for a moment, as long as it's done, why hide it anymore." ”

"You can do it with peace of mind."

The Divine Wing Clan elder nodded yes, but still didn't leave.

The red-winged creature continued to ask, "Is there anything else?" ”

The elder hesitated, but finally spoke, and said, "The Black Wind Sand Thieves have united with many other sand thieves, and I heard that there are several city lords who are ready to disadvantage us, and they are already approaching the Holy City. ”

The red-winged creatures seemed to be very disdainful of them, and mocked: "A group of rogues who have shrunk their heads and hide their tails, and a few traitors with wolf ambitions, can't make any climate, you just look at it." ”

"Just take advantage of this opportunity to catch them all, so that they don't always jump out and annoy people!"

Finally, he warned: "Remember, don't let anyone near here until I'm done, because our revenge plan for returning to our homeland depends on it." Hear no! ”

The white-robed Divine Wing Clan elder was so frightened by the terrifying eyes of this red-winged creature that he broke out in a cold sweat, and swore a promise: "My king can rest assured, no living life will be able to approach here. Trust our mighty warriors! ”

"Stand down."

"Don't bother me again!"

The Divine Wing Clan Elder was relieved, breathed a sigh of relief, and left here.

Under the sacred tree, the red-winged creature closed its eyes again and pondered, returning to the ethereal transformation of the ancient well without waves just now.

The silent starry sky, shrouded in the boundless desert, hangs on the heads of all living beings, looking down on the ups and downs of the world.

No matter how turbulent the dark tide is on this earth, or how fierce it is, it is so immutable, exuding its own mysterious starlight.

Stupid creatures who have to run for their own survival and can't rest.

Shrouded in fog, unable to find his own direction.

The hardships and struggles of these creatures are just a joke in the eyes of the starry sky looking down on them, but a short game.