In front of the steam car, in the most central square of the entire city-state, Shabaja stood in the middle of the square with a golden scepter in his hand, even in the face of the sand soldiers surrounding him, he did not flinch at all.

Lucius stared at Shabaja, who was standing in the square, and whispered, "Leave him alone, he should have found a way to subdue the sand soldiers." ”

When everyone heard this, they quickly turned their heads to look, and soon saw that Shabaja, who was standing in the center of the square, suddenly raised the golden scepter in his hand, and in an instant, the golden scepter emitted golden light.

The golden light filled the whole square, and gradually spread to the surroundings, and all the yellow sand turned into gold, and the ground of the yellow sand became paved with gold, and the houses and buildings of the yellow sand also turned into gold.

Looking at the square again, the sand soldiers besieging Sabaja were bathed in golden light one by one, and the sand grains on their bodies gradually faded away, regaining their original flesh and blood.

The sight outside the window shocked everyone in the carriage, even Lecius was shocked.

But seeing that centered on the square where Shabaja was located, the golden light emitted by the golden scepter instantly dispelled the curse of the city-state.

In the blink of an eye, the entire city-state was cast of gold, and the sand soldiers who surrounded the square were also restored to flesh and blood.

All the anger on the faces of the people who had recovered was gone, and they were also conscious in a trance.

They looked at each other, and soon found their former lovers, former family members, and former friends in the crowd.

The whole square was filled with a warm scene, and everyone was full of smiles.

Even Lucius and the others in the carriage were infected by the scene in the square.

Qi Lier couldn't even help but cover her mouth, tears had already burst out of her eyes, soaking her face.

Think about it, this city on the edge of an ancient empire, everyone didn't have time to escape, and it was invaded by a curse overnight. The originally prosperous city-state turned into a terrible sea of sand and dead land in the blink of an eye.

The people of the city-state, they didn't have time to flee, and at the final curse came, they were still praying, praying that someone would come and save them.

However, even the king, whom they worshipped as gods, had already left them and fled, and who could save them?

Eventually, everyone in the city-state. In despair, he turned into a grain of sand, became a part of the sand sea, and became a yellow sand warrior in the sand sea that terrified everyone.

At this moment, their souls were purified, and they finally ushered in salvation after being bound by the curse for an unknown number of years.

After a short period of warmth, all the people gathered in the square looked at the young people in the center of the square.

By this time, those present had already understood. They were able to attain redemption, to say goodbye to their families, lovers, and friends, and that was done by the young man in the center of the square, with the golden scepter in hand.

A middle-aged man walked out. Gazing at Shabaja, he said, "Thank you, great descendant of the King of Hearts, for giving us salvation. From now on, you are our master, and we will always be with you. Become a blade in your hand and kill the enemy for you. ”

As he spoke, the middle-aged man knelt at Sabaja's feet, and then the entire square, regardless of men, women, and children, all knelt down on one knee and swore allegiance to Sabaja.

Seeing the people in the square, Shabaja's tears could not be stopped, but at this moment, the golden scepter in his hand shook, and the spread of the golden light retreated.

Everyone in the carriage was shocked when they saw the scene outside, and Qi Lier couldn't help but ask, "This, what's going on?"

Without waiting for Lucius to respond, he turned into a small sand beast, lying in front of the car window, the sand beast king, staring outside and sighing: "It's the curse of the sand sea, and the curse began to resist, and Shabaja angered the curse, so the curse began to fight back wildly." ”

Modès frowned, and asked with some confusion, "So, what should I do?"

Lucius sighed and said, "There is no way, he must put away those sand soldiers as much as possible, and then put away the golden scepter, otherwise he will be attacked by a curse." ”

Everyone was startled and quickly turned their heads to look outside, but Shabaja still held the scepter alof.

The golden scepter vibrated constantly, and each time it vibrated and spread to the surrounding golden light, it would shrink in a circle.

It is not difficult to see that, as the Sand Beast King said, the Sand Sea Curse has begun to rebel and restore the city-state to its original state, and has begun to warn Shabaja.

At this time, the only thing Shabaja could do was to put away all the sand soldiers at once, and then with the help of the golden scepter, he could rush back to Lucius's steam cart.

At the same time, Lucius must also open the magic pattern on the shell of the steam car and resist the curse with a powerful magic pattern, otherwise the four steam cars that may be connected as one may be attacked by the curse of the sand sea, and in the end, all of them may be swallowed by the curse and reduced to sand grains in the sand sea.

Shabaja has always insisted on not wanting to put the life in front of him into the golden scepter in his hands.

He knew very well that as long as the people of the city-state in front of him were collected, then they would disappear completely, and they would be completely reduced to unconscious sand soldiers.

The warm scene in front of him made it difficult for Sabaja, who had never felt the warmth of his family, to start, and he wanted to keep the warmth for a while longer, even if it was just for a few more moments.

The middle-aged man kneeling at Shabaja's feet seemed to see Sabaja's thoughts, raised his head and urged: "King, please do it, we are already very satisfied that we can say goodbye to our family, we are willing to follow you, we don't want to be dominated by curses anymore." ”

Then the people shouted in unison: "King, please do it." ”

Tears slid down Shabaja's face, and his arm was shaking as he looked at the life in front of him, and it was really difficult to start.

"Bang" The golden scepter shook suddenly, and the place covered by the golden light shrank rapidly, obviously the curse had begun to attack, even if the golden scepter was a treasure, it could not compete with the curse of the gods.

Shabaja still refused to stop, and still forcibly urged the golden scepter, even when he heard that the spirit of the treasure had begun to warn him inside the golden scepter.

Lucius saw that Shabaja was reluctant to stop for a long time, and the curse power around him became stronger and stronger, and he saw that he was about to completely break through the golden light.

Finally, Lucius couldn't bear it anymore, sighed, turned and walked out of the cab, pulled the door and got out of the car.

Walking step by step towards the square, through the crowd to Shabaja, Lucius raised his hand and gave Shabaja a slap.

There was a crisp sound of "pop", which made everyone in the square, Sabaja himself and the people in the carriage, all stunned.

Lucius said in a deep voice: "Can you sober up? Do you really think that you can fight against the curse now? Don't forget that it is the curse of the gods, don't say it is yourself, even if we work together now, it is impossible to defeat the curse." ”

Lucius's scolding made Sabaja suddenly sober up, raised his head to look at Lucius, and forced himself to sob, "But, but I ......"

Before he finished speaking, Shabaja couldn't stop crying, and it could be seen that he really wanted to save the city-state in front of him, and save these people in front of him, so that they could regain their current vitality.

Lucius sighed, patted him on the shoulder and said, "I know, I know you are unwilling, but we have no choice, we can only move on, one day, you will obtain the inheritance of the King of Hearts, completely lift the curse of the gods, and let the empire be revived is the best salvation for them." ”

After listening to Lucius's words, Shabaja roared on his back, and the golden scepter in his hand shone brightly, bringing all the fresh life in those squares into the golden light. (To be continued......)