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A cold soul storm roared, swirling and bombarding the dust-strewn whirlwind. All of a sudden, a series of loud and dull blasts were heard. For a while, the sand and dust flew all over the sky, entangled with the cold wind and snow whistling by, making everyone feel as if they were in a world of ice and fire. And a moment later, with a loud "boom", the violent air flow broke out instantly, and the flying sand and dust made many people instinctively lower their heads.

But that's just the beginning.

The swirling sand began to congeale in the air, and soon, when they returned to the ground, they had turned into strangely shaped monsters. They have human-like bodies, tall, thin, dark bodies that look like they're made of iron, and the heads of these monsters look more like a hybrid of a hound and a monkey, and while I don't know what they are, it's certain that they're not good.

"That's interesting."

Seeing this scene, Jenn couldn't help but squint his eyes and look at the hundreds of enemies in front of him. Of course, he could see that these monsters were not oracles at all, and in fact, they were just like the undead creatures evoked by Frost Sorrow, and they belonged to "summons" that appeared by something manipulated by something. However, Jenn didn't sense a power similar to Frostmourn in that sand city, which meant ......... There may well be something wrong with the land itself!

Thinking of this, Jenn narrowed his eyes and glanced at the sand dunes in front of him again. It seems that his guess was correct, and there must be some secret hidden under this sand dune.

The wind and sand slowly disappeared. Instead, countless sand monsters appeared in front of everyone. But unlike ordinary monsters, these sand monsters lined up in a phalanx, advancing and retreating in an orderly manner in the direction where Jenn and the others were, the sand monsters in front held their shields high, and the sand monsters in the rear clenched their spears. They cover the entire stretch of sand dunes. Until the end of the horizon.

However, this is not the end.

"Click......... Click......... Click............"

The ice that had covered the dunes began to crumble with a faint sound. And then the next moment, the ice that looked as smooth as a mirror instantly collapsed, and mutilated figures emerged from it, dressed in tattered leather armor and clutching dirty, rusty weapons in their hands. The fragile body was nothing but white bones, and what emanated from the dark eye hole was a blue soul fire! This is the very dead who were swallowed up by this desert. From the birth of this desert to the present, countless beings have longed to cross it and conquer it, but they have all come to the bottom. They fell in the middle of the journey, scorched by the scorching sun, swept away by the wind and sand and died. But now, summoned by Frost Sorrow, they are back on their feet. Gripped their weapons tightly, trying to do what they weren't able to accomplish while alive.

“――――！！！”

See the army of the undead in front of you. The sand monsters let out a furious roar. Frost Sorrow, who heard the roar, gripped the hilt of her sword and raised the sword in her hand. And at this moment, as if some kind of mechanism had been activated, I saw countless blue points of light emerge in the black and oppressive sea of death behind Frost Sorrow. And with that, the angry screams of the undead!

This moment. The desert and the enemies it once devoured and killed are once again resurrected in a new way, continuing the battle and war between them.

The sword forward, the army forward.

The undead raised their weapons and rushed forward in a frenzy. And in front of them, an army of monsters like raging sand. There was not the slightest fear on either side. There is no slightest concession, and there is only one meaning of their existence, that is, to completely level each other and destroy each other. Destroy their bodies, destroy their souls, and let everything they have left completely disappear from this world! This is a war without time, existence or destruction is their only ending!

Under Jenn's gaze, the two armies swept across the dunes like a flood of broken banks, and then crashed into each other. For a moment, the huge impact caused by their impact could even feel the fierce aura of Jenn and the others who were in the rear.

There is no end to the killing on both sides, the undead cannot be killed, and after the sand monsters are killed, they will only turn into a puff of dust and swirl and disappear, and then they will re-condense in other places -- here are sand dunes, this is desert, and the last thing that is lacking here is sand. They may not be able to compete with the Scourge in terms of strength, but in numbers, they also have an advantage in numbers.

"Whoaaa

The storm of souls resurfaced, and with the outbreak of icy cold winds, the attendants who had been found by Jenn also fell to the ground screaming in pain. They struggled to raise their hands, trying to hold on to the last of their life. But the ubiquitous cold winds of death mercilessly extinguished the flame of their lives. I saw the poor creatures screaming and falling to the ground, and the blink of an eye was silent. And the next moment, their bodies began to swell like inflated balloons, and after a while, their shriveled and thin bodies turned into a terrifying giant that was swollen and three or four meters tall. They let out a low, wounded roar of a beast, and under the guidance of the blade of death, they threw their lives into the war without hesitation.

The two sides were at a stalemate for a while, there were a number of sand monsters, and the undead would not be killed. It was a war with almost no ending. It wasn't until Patilina screamed and led the Celestial Legion into battle that everything began to change.

Brilliant cannon fire rained down from the sky, bringing sparks up on the Sand Monster's position. Continuous firelight exploded across the dunes, mercilessly smashing everything in the area. At this time, the sand monsters finally began to retreat, they could no longer resist the powerful attack of the Scourge Legion, and the tornado that was responsible for resisting the Firmament Legion did not appear, and at this moment it was suppressed by the soul storm manipulated by Frost Sorrow, and it couldn't raise its head at all.

"What do you think? Enoia? ”

Jenn didn't join the fight, he just stood there, staring at the sand city in the distance, and then asked. As for the guys who died in his wake and were transformed into the undead, Jenn didn't care—after all, that was the only reason they existed now.

"It's a little unusual."

Hearing Jenn's inquiry, Enoa nodded as well.

"Patilina is hard, but it's not yet time for the little one to do his best......... It's almost time for her to show her your power. ”

As he spoke, Jenn looked at Enoa with a smile and blinked.

"You know what to do, right?"

"Of course, leave it to me, master."

Hearing Jenn's words, Enoa smiled slightly, and then she raised her right hand.

The next moment, a golden tin staff appeared in Enoya's hand.

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, and it must be better! (To be continued.) )