Chapter 421: Quicksand in the Air
The team escorting the orcs was shocked several times by two adventurers with superb swordsmanship who suddenly appeared. Every time, he killed the wolf cavalry who escorted him, and immediately left the orcs behind.
The orcs knew that ominous doom awaited them ahead, and they were terrified, and the green-skinned orcs looked at them with cruel and hideous eyes.
Suddenly regained his disbelief, Zì Yóu immediately scattered in ecstasy, far away from here.
The orc sacrifices prepared by the orcs were not sufficient several times, and this time the orc slaves were mobilized from elsewhere, and the Dark Hand Order had to personally participate in the escort.
Because of the lack of sacrifices in the past few days, the progress has been seriously delayed, and this time the orcs are black and crush hundreds of people.
Erin and Agassi watched them from a distance, hiding in seclusion.
"The Hand of Darkness and three teams of wolf cavalry, as well as those in ambush await us. ”
Erin lowered her eyebrows and covered her lowered gaze with her hood.
Agassi acted as a guard Jǐng ring, cautiously looking around, and no disturbance could hide from the five-crowned gladiator.
"Three days have passed, and Al doesn't know how the preparations are going. ”
Erin didn't answer Agassi, but looked at the long, wide path in front of the ruins cave.
The barbarian spoke suddenly.
"Erin, I have a question for you. ”
"You say. ”
"You saved these orcs, but why didn't you let them know that it was the moon god and your righteous deeds, and let them sing the praises of the moon god's greatness. ”
Erin replied without hesitation.
"I only come to answer their calls and requests, and I don't need them to reciprocate. ”
"Faith is two-sided, equal, and should not be held hostage by life and death. ”
"They should understand that it was our Lord who saved them. Give back to our Lord with the most sincere faith and worship. ”
The barbarian who was in the Jǐng ring was silent for a long time, lowering his eyes to hide the emotion in his heart.
Barbarians also have their own beliefs, the same spirits of the ancestors.
The founding emperor of the Eagle Empire is said to have the blood of a barbarian. This is also why the rude barbarians in the Eagle Empire have been preserved for thousands of years.
Agassi believed in the spirits of his ancestors.
But he didn't understand why he worshipped his ancestors, and he didn't have any disrespect, just because the spirits of the ancestors could not fill his empty heart.
Especially after being caught in the gladiatorial arena, the killing, violence, blood, and darkness of the whole rì made him not know where the future path was.
The stronger he is, the more confused he becomes.
When he became the strongest champion gladiator in Winterfell, he had no idea what his future would hold.
Therefore, with nowhere else to go, he escaped from the gladiatorial arena.
Erin suddenly exclaimed in a low voice.
"How is that possible!"
The three dark hands in the lead, the mounts under them suddenly went limp, and their strong limbs sank into the ground.
All three of them immediately stepped on their horses at the same time, rolled over and jumped.
However, as soon as they landed, the ground beneath their feet was soft and deep, and their feet were suddenly entangled in the sand gushing out.
Large expanses of golden sand tumbled out of the earth, rolling down the turf that had covered it.
The Dark Hand sank his legs into the sand, as if he had fallen into a vacuum, but a superb martial artist had nowhere to draw on his strength.
The more I thought about it, the faster the sand devoured it, and my hands tried to support my body, but even my hands were sucked by the sand.
The sand seemed to have a strange suction that tried to drag them deep underground.
"Don't move! It's quicksand!"
A dark hand roared, and the three of them immediately did not dare to move, and the quicksand stopped devouring.
And the three unintelligent mounts in front of them, screaming and howling, struggled desperately, but sank deeper and deeper, as if dragged into the abyss by the devil, until they were completely submerged in the sand.
There was a terrifying silence.
"How can there be quicksand in this!
The three dark hands roared in disbelief.
The other three Dark Hands stared indifferently at the strange land, and Jǐng looked around before throwing a roll of rope onto a half-orc.
"Go! Pull them out!"
The orcs retreated in terror, saying that they did not dare to step into this devil's sand.
"Humph!"
A dark hand snorted, and the screaming orc exploded into a mass of flesh with a thud, splashing all around.
"Go and pull them out!
A few orcs who were watching picked up the rope with fear and trembling, and walked forward on the ground little by little, for fear that the next step would be to step into the quicksand of the endless abyss.
Suddenly, the boundary between the grass and the quicksand collapsed, and a huge amount of sand tumbled out of the ground and attacked everyone like a monster.
The orcs screamed and turned to run, and the Dark Hand, the wolf cavalry, and all the orc slaves immediately ran back desperately.
It was only after driving them far away that the quicksand stopped devouring them.
The Dark Hand looked back in horror and opened its mouth wide.
From their feet to the entrance of the Fengshen Ruins, hundreds of meters away, the waves of quicksand were everywhere and everything was swallowed.
A desert appeared alive in front of them, in the prairie, in a basin.
With such a powerful force creating a desert, why just drive them away?
Catalogue of Fantasy Spells of the Super Dragon, Air Quicksand.
Assimilates large swaths of sand and injects a large amount of air into the bottom of the sand to form quicksand.
The sand cannot produce friction, and there is nowhere to use its strength, like the deep sea, the deeper it struggles, the deeper it sinks, and finally it is buried alive.
It's not a spell effect, it's a piece of sand that Al has crushed with magic and can't be lifted by spells.
Even if this is over, this narrow and terrifying little desert will always be here.
The quicksand blocked the orcs from being escorted in, and immediately reflexively formed a sand wave cháo, rolling towards the entrance of the ruins.
The guards at the gate did not dare to enter the ruins, and were dragged into the ground by the sand alive and drowned alive.
Even so, it didn't stop, and the sand poured into the entrance of the ruins with stones, and it had to be blocked.
A powerful magical barrier at the entrance blocked the sand from entering, and in the blink of an eye, the entrance was filled with rubble at odd angles.
This is calculated by the mechanical intelligence jīng, and once the obstruction inside is gone, the rubble will pour into it like a torrent, drowning the place alive.
At this point, a sea of sand and a pile of rocks blocked the orcs from them.
Agassi, who was watching in a daze, swept reflexively with a sword of the Jǐng ring.
The incarnation of the sand that had just appeared immediately disintegrated, and in the blink of an eye, it retreated and recondensed, showing Al weak.
Agassi immediately withdrew his weapon, but kept his distance and did not get any closer, causing Al's hostility.
"Al, you're hurt?"
Al shook his head tiredly.
"jīng's divine power is exhausted, and the magic power is exhausted. ”
Erin kept looking back at the desert and then at Al.
"Are you really a fifth-level mage, how did you do such a big sea of sand!"
Al leaned against the stone and gasped without answering her, throwing the silver box that Erin had given him earlier.
"I've run out of magic gems, and I've posted my own collection, so you'll have to reimburse me for everything. (To be continued)