"Kill!"

A 10-meter-tall centaur with a god of war and five squadrons of giant axes charged above the vast yellow sand.

Their enemy is a field stronghold of thousands of rare class troops, the Desert Poachers.

Under the domineering charge, the stronghold in front seemed to be bulldozed.

The stunted buildings were smashed down, and the desert poachers who dared to stop them were smashed like glass.

Bloody.

Boss characteristics: Can transform into a 10-meter-sized heavy warrior, all attributes are increased by 100%, lasts for 6 hours, and can be used once a day.

Armed with a giant battle axe about the size of her size, Emilyada slaughtered the desert poachers who stood in her way as she charged.

Level 9, a rare 3-star level field class is slaughtered like a chicken.

The F-level field hero led by the other party was even stoned to death by Emilyda with an axe, and his body was directly crushed into meat sauce.

With Emilyada as the vanguard, the Giant Axe Death Rider in the rear passed through like a storm, leveling this field stronghold in an instant.

After the battle, Emilyada raised her tomahawk and shouted.

"For the City of Dusk!"

Behind him, hundreds of giant axes and dead riders roared in unison.

"For the City of Dusk!"

The voice fell, and the momentum on the exaggerated centaur suddenly skyrocketed.

The sense of oppression rises again.

"Ding~ You commanded the army to wipe out a medium-sized field stronghold, achieved a perfect victory, and gained 10,000 experience points."

"Ding~ Main Battle Hero - Emilyida After a lot of battles, the level has been raised to level 13."

In the sky, a smile appeared in Richard's eyes, which were surrounded by yellow sand.

The City of Twilight has as many as three bosses - the ancient tree of slumber and transformation, the unrivaled Dark Valkyrie, and the centaur below, who was once a demigod.

The first two are the ceiling of the combat power of the city of dusk, but this little guy who has been selling cuteness by his side has not shown his edge.

There are many reasons for this, but the main one is that he is not at ease.

But now it's different, after getting along for so long, this boss, who has lost his memory and all his power, has completely returned to his heart.

So it's time to release this boss with explosive combat power out of the cage.

After Sheena and the Dark Valkyrie left, he began to have Emilyda lead an army to clear the field strongholds.

For more than a month, the centaur has hardly returned to the City of Dusk.

has been working day and night with high-intensity brushing, and her level has also increased from level 9 to level 13 now.

The combat effectiveness is even more visible to the naked eye.

Once he uses a 10-meter-tall combat form, even he has to be careful in combat.

After venting her excitement, Emilyada seemed to sense something, and turned her head sharply to look at the sky.

Looking at the familiar figure, his face was full of surprise and excitement.

"Father~"

The immature and somewhat delicate voice forms a huge contrast with the body shape like the god of war.

Every time Richard heard this title, he had an inexplicable feeling.

It seems that he really raised a daughter...... Landing and descending.

Suspended in mid-air, looking at the enlarged face in front of him, which was still delicate and lovely, his eyes softened.

"Tired or not? Do you want to go back and rest for a while? ”

Emilyada felt Richard's concern, and her eyes curved into crescents.

"Don't be tired, father, I'm going to be very strong, very strong."

"Sister Sheena, they're all gone, and I can't be left behind by them......"

He tilted his head as he spoke.

"When I become stronger, I will be able to protect the City of Dusk and protect my father~"

The tone is naïve, with heartfelt sincerity, without the slightest hint of falsehood.

Looking at that clear gaze, Richard's heart warmed.

It is these sincere emotions that make him feel that his efforts have not been in vain.

But in the next second, Emilyida's movements made his warmth disappear without a trace.

The little guy subconsciously wanted to pounce and rub his head against Richard.

Looking at the exaggerated size, Richard avoided it with a black line.

If you are rubbed, it is not less serious than being hit by a boulder.

Seeing Richard's movements, Emilyada also reacted, and was immediately a little embarrassed.

"Father~ After I get bigger, I can't get smaller...... Otherwise, I won't be able to get bigger today."

After speaking, he hurriedly added.

"But I'll try my best to control this power, and I'm sure I'll be able to change freely in the future......"

Richard couldn't help but laugh, and you tried to control that power, just to rub a few times in my arms, right?

After comforting the little guy who was only five or six years old for a while, Richard asked her to continue scanning the picture and did not follow.

Among the giant axe death riders, there is also a D-rank knight hero in the team, this is a hero who was recruited with corpses at the gate of the ruins of the Nine Bronze Gates a long time ago.

Although the combat power is not strong, it is enough to take care of some Emilyda.

In addition, there is also a squadron of stone statues of the dead in the sky.

I'm not afraid of any danger.

With him, some of the experience Emilyada has gained will be split and delayed in leveling up.

As the supreme master, even if he doesn't do it, he can gain some experience by coming here.

This is the prerogative of the lord.

Only when the two sides are at least 10 kilometers apart, or if they no longer make contact, will the hero who leads the army have exclusive experience.

If you use the communication artifact to command from a distance all the time, the lord will also gain some experience, but this experience will decrease as the distance increases.

There is a well-established experience acquisition mechanism, and it is difficult to exploit loopholes.

After the reluctant Emilyada disappeared from sight, Richard waved his hand and flew in another direction with the skeleton blood dragon statues of the five squads behind him.

Emilyada was scanning the picture, and he was doing the same.

His level card has been at level 14 for a long time, and at level 15, there will be a qualitative change.

Whether it's a hero or a class, level 15 is a threshold, and after you cross it, you will get an all-round improvement.

It's already the end of November, and we're getting closer to the end of December's new expansion, Crimson Moon.

He also has to complete the S-class task entrusted by the old man in the Red Dragon Grocery Store within a month to retrieve the heart of the gods.

Whether it's the Crimson Moon or the S-Class mission, it requires a lot of strength...... Now, his strength is not enough, far from enough.

The skeletal blood dragons of the five squads, divided into five ways, fan-shaped sweeps.

Small field strongholds can't stop them, and Richard will be notified immediately when they encounter a large class stronghold.

He has the talent to manipulate the yellow sand, and in the desert, he is the well-deserved master.

Although the barren Death Desert has a pitiful number of ore vein refreshes, there is still no shortage of field troops.

The most important thing is that no one is fighting with him.

Although the experience gained from hunting normal field classes at level 14 will be greatly reduced, it will not be able to support many field class strongholds.

If you don't have a single stronghold, you can make it up in quantity.

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While Richard was busy scanning the map and leveling up, in the depths of the Death Desert, on a huge sand dune hundreds of meters high, the two players were excited at the moment.

They've finally arrived!!

This giant sand dune is distinct from the surrounding sand dunes, where the yellow sand turns inky black.

It has an eerie feel.

Standing on it, even if the desert is hot, it will make people feel a chill.

It's like standing on a mass grave.

But this is not a problem at all for two players who are looking around with a map.

The small, thin, pockmarked player shouted.

"The black dunes hide the ancient secrets of the Desert of Death...... Pheasant, that NPC didn't lie to us, we really found it!! The sandals are rotten every day, and this road is too fucking difficult!! ”

The chubby black player next to him was also excited.

"Haonan, this wave, it's finally our turn to get rich!!"

"As long as we can get the treasure inside, we will grow Hongxing sooner or later!"

The player nodded repeatedly, and in excitement raised the map in his hand, indicating the text on it.

"Take out that relic thing...... It says that after finding the black dunes, bury the ruins in the black sand and watered them with blood. ”

"The relics lead to the treasures deep in the dunes."

"That ancient secret."

The black fat player quickly took out a ...... from the system space Black human skull.

The evil aura emanating from it made it look indescribably weird.

The black fat player didn't know how many times he had played it, but he didn't react to it, and directly buried the black skull under the black gravel.

Then the blood that had been prepared long ago was removed.

Just as he was about to water, the excited hemp player suddenly restrained his smile.

I felt a little bad premonition in my heart, and my heart was beating hard.

After a moment's hesitation, he reached out to stop his companion.

"Pheasant, I suddenly feel that something is wrong, you can slow down first......"

The black fat player frowned.

"Haonan, you're not going to fucking be cowardly, are you?"

As he spoke, he was about to pour the blood in the barrel down, and when he saw this scene, the hemp player became more and more uneasy.

It seems that if you fall, there will be great calamity.

He stepped forward quickly, holding the barrel with one hand, and said loudly.

"Don't worry!!"

Seeing the other party's appearance, the black and fat player was immediately annoyed.

"Our territory was broken by a sneak attack by those bitches, and now in order to find this treasure, we have put all the remaining troops in......"

The more he talked, the more angry he became, and finally he roared violently.

"We have no way out, you know?!"

"! We didn't even have enough water to go back and it was the only option!! ”

The player shook his head while holding on to the barrel.

"No, I didn't say I wouldn't do it...... It's just that I feel a little risky to drench it so directly, you should calm down first, it's better to ...... What are you doing? ”

Before he finished speaking, the black fat player in front of him had already forcibly dumped the wooden barrel full of blood in his hand.

The blood instantly fell on the sand, causing a small crater to appear in the sand, faintly revealing the black skull underneath.

Coo~

Blood bubbles bubbled out, and the dry black veil instantly engulfed the blood, forming dry and hard blood clots around it.

The strange aura emanating from the earth became more and more vicious at this moment.

The black fat player shook the barrel vigorously, and after shaking off the last few drops of blood, he snapped and threw the barrel aside.

looked at the hemp player with an indifferent face.

"It's all come to this point, what are you talking about?"

The hemp player stared at the black sand dunes and the black skull that exposed the Heavenly Spirit Cover.

At this moment, my heart was inexplicably flustered, and I even felt suppressed in my breathing, and the sweat droplets the size of beans fell down wildly on my forehead......

"It's like we're in trouble."

The black fat player raised his eyebrows and sneered.

", isn't that how to open this treasure? With such a big desert, what kind of trouble can you cause? I can't even see a ghost shadow around, and even if I poke a hole in the world, it won't affect ......"

The voice has not yet fallen.

Thundered~

Suddenly, I felt the ground roll under my feet.

The sand shook wildly.

The black fat player panicked.

", what's going on??"

The hemp player felt that the danger almost devoured his soul at this moment, and his body trembled, and he violently pulled up the black fat player next to him and ran.

"Let's go, Malegobi, that shit-day NPC pits us, this is a fart treasure, this is a trap!!"

Boom~

At the top of the giant hill, the black sand began to sink wildly.

At the same time, a terrifying coercion collapsed like a mountain of ten thousand feet high, and the whole world became dark.

It's like a demon god with an abyss.

The two of them ran out with their lives, feeling the coercion from behind, and subconsciously turned back.

The pupils reflected a picture that made their hearts and minds burst.

I saw that on top of the towering black sand dunes, a black skull with a diameter of 100 meters was revealed from above.

To their horror even more, the black skull shook its head, like a human dozing off and waking itself.

This scene made both of them feel dead.

Subconsciously opened the properties panel, but it was full of question marks, and they were not even qualified to know the name.

"What the fuck is this??!"

The black fat player was so frightened that his legs trembled, and if it weren't for the hemp player pulling, he was afraid that he would have collapsed to the ground.

Thankfully, the huge black skull had just woken up and seemed to have little interest in them, giving them plenty of time to escape.

After running wildly at an unprecedented speed for more than ten minutes, the two breathed a sigh of relief.

I was just about to stop to catch my breath, when suddenly, the yellow sand on the earth surged.

Then they feel that the scenery around them is receding.

Turning their heads, they found that the yellow sand under their feet had flown up for some time, and they quickly flew towards the terrifying black skull......

The two players glanced at each other, and the rejoicing that they had just escaped death fell directly into the abyss at this moment, and bursts of despair surged in.

Your mother, you have run so far, and you can still be caught?!

In a few breaths, the regressing scene suddenly stopped.

Both of their hearts were beating out of their throats at the moment.

With a numb and stiff body, he slowly turned around.

Then, they saw images that they will never forget.

A huge black skeleton covered the sky, as tall as a mountain, and they looked like ants standing beneath a giant elephant.

What made them even more shocking was that after the skeleton stood up, a glorious city appeared below it.

Towering rock walls, sturdy turrets, wide streets...... Not even smaller than Solan City.

But the only discord is that the city is dead silent, not half inhabited.

The two of them glanced at each other for a moment, and when they suddenly became uncertain, they suddenly stiffened.

I saw that in the most central square of the city, a figure surrounded by a sandstorm, with a jackal head, sitting on the throne of yellow sand, holding a black scepter, looked at them indifferently.

And the living?

The two of them felt that their souls were frozen at this moment, and the other party did not show half of their breath, but they stood in front of the dragon like rats.

Humble and small.

In the dead silence, an indifferent voice resounded through the heavens and the earth.

"I am the Lord of the Dunes, the former master of the Desert of Death...... Humans, where did you come from? Now, who is the master of the desert? ”

The voice is a little hoarse, not a lingua franca, but a higher language with a strange tone.

The two of them only felt that their hearts were being grasped by a big hand, and they couldn't even breathe.

The premonition came true, and the players were about to cry at the moment.

Sure enough, his instincts were correct...... Fuck, it's all blamed on the pheasant, your mother, what kind of blood is there to pour if you have nothing to do......

resisted the urge to beat the companion around him fatly, and said tremblingly.

"Great Lord, we have come from Solan City, and now, the Desert of Death has no master......"

There was another long silence, and I don't know how long it was, when their hearts were about to burst, before the mysterious Lord of the Dunes spoke again.

"I, I've been asleep for so long? The Desert of Death has no ruler. ”

The special tone carries the antiquity and vicissitudes of life.

As the words fell, the Lord of the Dunes on the Yellow Sand Throne slowly stood up.

This time, his tone was incomparably domineering.

"I have returned, and the desert will once again be ruled by me......"

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