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It was clearly a coffin.

A fine coffin.

Whether it is gold leaf edging or lacquer painting, it looks extremely delicate, and the pattern on the cover plate is a short black whip, which is the war crest of the Iron Whip Clan.

Rubaka Bloodwhip was stunned at first, and then couldn't help but sneer.

"That's it? I thought they were going to put something more to scare me," he shook his head, "the head, the ears, the human skin...... This is what Iron Sand City does. Coffins, the Far South doesn't need such a thing!"

All the dead here are thrown into the desert and then burned to bones in the heat - no matter what their status is, there is no difference after death.

Only the northerners need such a twisted wooden box.

Even if you die, you have to imprison yourself, like an eternal cage.

Osa bitch thought this would scare me? He gasped, having been a slave in Greykeep for too long, and she was afraid she had forgotten the way the Sandfolk threatened.

But the insult still made Rubaka's blood run wild.

"Bring me my axe!" he shouted.

Immediately one of the clansmen resisted a large cast-iron axe, the handle nearly a man high, and the swarthy head of the axe was the size of a head—although he was the patriarch of the Ironwhip clan, his favorite weapon was this heavy battle axe. Whether you're battling a desert beast or slashing off a challenger's head, it's a great wielder.

In the face of absolute power, any blocking and parrying is meaningless, as long as it is slashed, even if it is wearing the armor of the northerners, it will be killed with one blow.

Of course, it had drunk the blood of the Osha clan - women and children, as well as children.

He forgot to tell Drow Silvermoon that the exiles had not reached the Cape of Ever. Because he made a detour in advance to the front of the escort procession, and then chopped them to death one by one in the yellow sand.

It wasn't that he was worried that they would get revenge one day, he just enjoyed the thrill of the killing.

Coffin?

Fuck it.

Rubaka spat and shouted, raising his battle axe with both hands, and swinging it down violently at the cover plate painted with the iron whip war tattoo.

"Click!"

A large number of sparks emerged from the sides of the axe's blade, as if they had struck something of iron.

The coffin didn't split in two as he thought, and the tactile sensation from the grip told him that this beautiful wooden box was not empty - it was full of things!

However, it was too late.

After the sparks burst out, an even more dazzling light burst from the inside of the coffin, and then instantly filled the entire hall, and quickly expanded outward.

But Rubaka didn't see it all.

As the light swept over his body, his eyes and tongue were already crushed and torn apart in the rapidly expanding waves, followed by his skull, limbs, and internal organs......

With an earth-shattering loud bang, all the residents of Iron Sand City saw this incredible scene!

Flames and smoke erupted from the bottom of the Rising Sun Castle like a raging fire, and the walls of the garden were razed to the ground by invisible hands, and the entire castle seemed to tremble upwards before falling apart in the smoke.

First the walls peeled downward, then the columns and roofs, and the falling stones accelerated the eruption of smoke, and finally the collapsed stone fort sent the plumes into the sky and connected with the gray sky.

There seems to be an extra "Tower of Babel" in the iron sand city.

......

Thuram in the Oasis Tavern had seen the scene as well, and it was only at this moment that he understood what the story that Iron Axe had been slowly telling before meant.

The coffin filled with snow powder, the weight cut by the goddess, the flint attached to the cover, and the fire rope connected to the top of the board...... Whether it is the violent destruction of the coffin, or the normal lifting of the lid, it will invite an unparalleled thunderstorm. Even though he didn't quite know what Snow Powder and Flame Rope were, Thunder did.

The muffled sound that could ripple for miles, and the pillars of smoke observed in the bloodstained land, one could imagine how amazing this unwarranted thunder was.

If he hadn't lied to himself, the scene in Iron Sand City was really caused by that coffin, and the Iron Whip Patriarch wouldn't have survived.

It's just that Thuram didn't expect that the other party would really make a move against the fourth-ranked Iron Whip clan before the duel, and retaliate in such a blatant way.

"You ......" he looked at the iron axe with the same expression, and he couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time.

"Rubaka Bloodwhip defiled the Holy Duel and lived up to the expectations of the three gods. For a man who has already lost his qualifications to fight, how can I have a fair fight with him in the Scorching Lands?" Iron Axe said calmly, "Rubaka and his people are nothing more than a bunch of cowards, and I never considered them dueling opponents in the first place. ”

"But...... After all, the Iron Whip is a big clan......"

"Because of this, such an ending is more suitable for them, rather than honorably dying in the ring. Iron Axe shook his head, "Besides, the Osa clan will not violate the rules set by the three gods, and once the opponent surrenders, we will put away our weapons and spare the lives of the duelists." He paused for a moment, "Think about it, what would you do if you were the Iron Whip Patriarch and knew that the Ausha Clan was back?"

Thuram immediately understood what the iron axe meant.

Indeed, breaking the rules once can break the second, and a transgressor who does not follow the rules of the three gods will cause them endless trouble - even if they want to reverse the "defeat" of eight years ago through a holy duel, it is better to invite endless harassment and framing from the other party before and after the duel starts, it is better to crush them completely from the beginning than to be exhausted later.

"But...... If Rubaka hadn't opened the coffin and hadn't destroyed it, wouldn't your plan have worked?" Thuram had only one last question left in his head.

"The Ironwhip Clan is violent by nature, and loves to destroy and kill - guess his actions are not much harder than teasing a monkey. Iron Axe raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "And the snow powder coffin is just an appetizer, even if Rubaka narrowly escapes this level, there are many gifts waiting for him later...... But now it seems that the three gods will not protect the traitors who have turned their backs on them. ”

Hearing this, Thuram couldn't help but shudder.

When he pledged allegiance to Drow Silvermoon and the New Osha clan, he also swore an oath in the name of the three gods.

The last sentence of the iron axe was also a warning to him.

"Now we can get down to business," the half-breed patted him on the shoulder casually, "The other reason I picked you is because you know everything about Iron Sand. Listen to the people in the oasis say that there's nothing in the desert that you don't know. ”

"I've only been here for a long time, and I've heard a lot of stories," Thuram has become much more respectful to Iron Axe, Princess Aussa, and the forces behind the Grey Keep after defeating the Watch Dogs and easily dealing with the Iron Whip Clan overnight, "but if I knew, I would have told them in detail." ”

"Very well, if you want to win the Holy Duel, you have to know the enemy carefully...... Let's start with the warriors and goddesses of the major clans. Iron Axe nodded.