Unless you're actually in the middle of a black sandstorm, few people can understand why it's so deep black. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Magellan sat on a camel, wielding his sword casually, and with the low roar of the sea monster in the tide, countless black monsters returned to the dust, but at the same time countless monsters were pouring out of the dust.

This scene has been going on for ten days and ten nights.

It was the countess's magic that helped him transcend the limits of humanity, but Magellan himself was surprised as to why he had not been bored doing something over and over again for so long.

It wasn't that the monster that rushed up if he missed it would tear the two to shreds, although Magellan was well aware of the fact that was true.

The sandstorm suddenly fell silent.

The ceiling revealed a small blue sky, and the high walls of the sky quietly retreated into the distance.

Magellan pulled down his scarf, took out the kettle and poured it hard.

A tall monster stepped out from behind the wall.

Its breath was like a raging wind, and every step made a great earthquake tremble, and the bloody mouth of its hideous head could swallow ten camels.

Magellan carefully put away the kettle, pulled up his scarf, patted the camel's neck, and let the frightened camel move on.

The beast dissipated in the winds of the returning sandstorm, and Magellan continued to walk through the black sand.

He liked it because it was the end of the world.

Magellan knew it was a delusion, but he still couldn't stop himself from indulging in that unwarranted pride.

......

A month later.

Magellan's sleepy eyes were hazy, and he saw a faint hint of the sky in a daze.

He woke up.

The black sandstorm is finally coming to an end.

Stepping out of the black world full of monsters, Magellan stopped his camel for the first time and turned to look up.

The black sand and dust rose from the ground, reaching into the blue sky, unattainable, until it reached the zenith, met with the black clouds, and took half of the world.

Then the camel ran forward impatiently, it could already smell the moisture.

Magellan smiled on the back of a bumpy camel and took out the water bag and carefully drank the last drop.

The camel controlled its physical strength on its own, and Magellan closed his eyes in a daze.

Moist air rushed to the face, followed by the smell of blood.

Magellan opened his eyes.

"Meow ......"

The kitten rushed out of the flying boat.

The camel let out a low wail, and then crashed to the ground.

Magellan rolled over the dunes in embarrassment, covered in dust, and when he stood up and turned back, he saw the head of an ugly monster retracted into the ground.

Then the blood spilled away at an alarming rate, and at the same time, a finger of green grass rushed out of every piece of blood-stained ground.

In an instant, the yellow sand receded, and the grass was green around Magellan.

The kitten rushed to Magellan's shoulder, barking menacingly at all around.

Magellan reached out and touched the kitten's head, and walked towards the place where the camel disappeared with a long sword.

When his feet landed on the grass, the blades of green grass rubbed against the legs of his trousers and made strange noises, but the monster did not reappear.

Then the sandstorm reappeared.

It was a high wall on the horizon, and the sand and dust rolled in the dim yellow of another world.

Then blood splattered from the sand.

The smoke and dust gradually calmed down, and eventually, Magellan saw what was coming at him.

It was a cavalryman on a black camel, covered in black carapace, with the head of a beast, and charging at Magellan with a spear held alof.

He was close to succeeding, if not for a giant beast that suddenly burst out of the sand and swallowed him along with the camel.

Now, the green grass under Magellan's feet has stretched to the horizon, the source of the sudden sandstorm.

Then he saw the beasts that were coming towards him.

It was a group of monsters with black carapaces, behemoths huddled with each other and roaring, and there was not even a predatory instinct in the blood-red eyes, only a crazy desire to attack.

"They're crazy......"

Magellan lay his sword horizontally and listened to the sound of the tide.

He carefully lowered the kitten off his shoulders and walked towards the Kuroshio.

The low roar of the sea monster echoed across the dunes.

Magellan swung his sword horizontally, and the waterline cut through countless beasts, and the blood was like a tide, dyeing the black beast tide crimson.

The beasts did not stand still, the blood made them even more excited, and on the ground, the green grass blossomed into flowers.

A black leopard jumped onto the monster's back, leaping at an exaggerated distance, skimming through the air, and in the next moment, its claws were about to touch Magellan's heart.

Then the leopard was split into two pieces.

This is just the beginning.

The predators finally arrived at a position where they could start culling, and they looked at Magellan, who was standing still, and launched the final blow.

It's hard to say what a human would think when he saw the countless beasts of prey that jumped up obscured the sun.

Magellan felt that he would never know, because at this moment he was at peace in his heart.

The blade formed by the sea has no weight, and the strength of bravery is fixed in it, and in order to achieve the inherent attribute of "you can definitely defeat the sea monster", it is stretched into a terrifying weapon that is beyond common sense.

The blood was like a torrential rain, sprinkled on Magellan's body and fell to the ground, making the green grass bloom with colorful flowers.

Reluctantly, he lifted his leg and kicked aside the beast corpse that was about to fall on him, so as not to be crushed underneath.

At that moment, a jet-black viper shot out and went straight to Magellan's throat.

It's not the only beast on the verge of success.

The terrifying beast is coming, and the insidious poisonous insects are falling from the sky, and there is no way to enter the heavens and no doors.

Magellan watched his end, indifferent.

Then the poisonous insect turned into a mess of rotten meat.

The countess's magic weapon killed all the creatures around Magellan in an instant, but the beast was indifferent.

It was a hippopotamus, a terrifying monster that had been magnified three times.

Ignoring the countess's attack, it rushed straight towards Magellan.

Then the beast fell to its knees.

It struggled in agony, but could not get its heavy body, accustomed to life in the water, to its feet.

Magellan wiped the foul-smelling bodily fluids from his face with his free left hand, and then swung his sword to cut the monster in half.

The tremor of the earth had not stopped, and Magellan let out a long breath and rushed out.

It was as if a god wielded an invisible blade across the earth, leaving a blood-stained avenue, the corpse of the beast visibly shrunk to the naked eye, and the flowers on the sand became more delicate.

Magellan stood on the ridge of the dunes and took a deep breath.

In front of him was a whole new world, surrounded by sand dunes and a large blue lake, surrounded by trees and green grass, full of strange animals that had never been seen before, disappeared before Magellan could see it, or died in the mouths of predators.