King Ember's Journey to Tevat

Chapter 668 Rumors in the Desert
"What? Say it again?" Yan Yan pretended to pick his ears. Did he hear something extraordinary just now?
Rahman looked at Yu Yan’s confused look, cleared his throat and said loudly:

"I said, I need these mad scholars to resurrect Lord Red King!"

His voice was so loud that even his spit hit Ember's face. After wiping the spittle on his faceplate, Yi Yan looked at Rahman with the same look as he looked at the sleeping madman in the Vitality House.

"What's that look in your face?" Rahman frowned in response to the gaze. Why did he feel that the guy in front of him had some pity and relief in his gaze?
"It's nothing, I think you may need to see a doctor." Yi Jin held Rahman's hand and began to treat him enthusiastically.

After watching for a while, Ember found that Rahman's skin was dark but firm, his eyes were suspicious but bright, and his hair was messy but thick.

"It doesn't look like you have a brain problem? Why do you think a madman can resurrect the Red King?"

"I remember, hasn't this guy been dead for thousands of years?"

Ember put down Rahman's hand, and he looked at Rahman puzzled. What experience made him believe that the mad scholar could resurrect the Red King?

It is very difficult to resurrect a person, let alone a demon god who has been dead for thousands of years.

"I knew you would say this. You are not a subject of the Red King, so you cannot understand my longing for this glimmer of hope."

Seeing the suspicious look on Ember's face, Rahman just shook his head.

"Let me correct you, there is no hope at all. Not to mention mad scholars, it is impossible for you to kidnap all the scholars in Xumi."

Ember very decisively extinguished Rahman's thoughts. You can't watch this guy driving wildly on the wrong road, right?
"Haha! That's right, Rahman, only devout believers like you and that group of radicals would believe in sacrificing a madman to resurrect the Red King."

Sameer on the side laughed after hearing what Ember said. News that the Red King was about to be resurrected had been sweeping the desert for some time, but Sameer turned a deaf ear to it as soon as he heard it.

Years of exploring the ruins of the Red King's civilization had already told him that the Red King was too dead to die anymore, and it was simply impossible to resurrect this ancient demon.

"Then as one of Thutmose's twin swords, why did you come here? I remember that your pursuit of the Golden Dream is no worse than my pursuit of Lord Red King, right?"

Rahman glanced at Sameer and sneered a few times. If Sameer really didn't care about this rumor as much as he said, he wouldn't have followed him secretly.

Sure enough, after hearing Rahman's words, Sameer's expression... well, his whole face was covered with a linen scarf, and Yi Yan couldn't tell whether his expression had changed or not.

But just based on the emotion he showed, it was obvious that Sameer had been hit by Rahman.

"He is indeed a man who can lead a gilded brigade to grow. He really should not be underestimated at all."

His eyes seemed to penetrate through the red silk scarf covering his face and fell on Rahman.

"Thank you." Rahman just nodded slightly.

"The Golden Dream is too far away and too real. I have found records of it in the inscriptions left by every ancient ruins, but I have not found any trace of it in the desert."

"Will a mad scholar resurrect Lord Red King? I don't believe it, but since there are such rumors, maybe these madmen really have some strange abilities."

"Split it among me. If we really find a chance, we desert people can go to the world promised by Lord Red King without having to endure the ridicule and humiliation of the rain forest!"

Sameer raised his hands. He seemed to have seen the wonderful scene after finding the golden dream.

Then he found that his arms were being pressed down, and not only that, his neck was also covered by steel arms.

"You two seem to have automatically ignored me." Pulling Rahman and Sameer over, Yu Ember shook his head from side to side and said to them.

"Uh……"

"This one……"

"Don't worry about these things. You are not good at all! Get out of here!" He touched the heads of Rahman and Samer forcefully, and Ember kicked them out one by one.

"Swish!"

The sound of drawing a knife sounded, and the atmosphere became tense again because of Yu Yan's feet.

"What? Are you going to fight?" He pulled out Sameer's double scimitar and slashed it with a knife, and Yu Yan teased the mercenaries around him.

"Clap!"

The encirclement around Ember suddenly expanded a bit, and the mercenaries took a few steps back in fear.

The hand that Yan Yan showed before is still echoing in their hearts from time to time. Fighting with such a mysterious guy, the mercenaries don't want to receive their pension so early. In the distance, Rahman stood up from the ground and ordered to the mercenaries around him:

"Everyone put down their weapons!"

"Perhaps we can talk about what your purpose is?"

Rahman asked the embers.

"Come here, I'll show you."

Ember put away the scimitar, and then waved to Rahman and Sameer.

……

"Hey! Don't squeeze me!"

"Who's going to squeeze you!"

"Is it so strange here? Why is there such a place in the desert?"

The underground corridor of Vitality House is already crowded with people. The crowds of people directly dissipated a lot of the weird atmosphere in the basement.

Now the mercenaries only think that this place is very cool, and the decoration is very awkward, without the weirdness and coldness they felt when Ember came.

Any weird place ceases to be weird once there are more people.

"Keep your voice down, don't you see anyone sleeping?" Yi Yan turned around and shouted to the noisy mercenaries, and the basement instantly became quiet.

"Here..." Rahman stood at the edge of the corridor. He raised his head and touched the broken steel bar in front of him. The fracture seemed to have been torn off by force.

Looking up again, the mad scholar lying on the bed was smiling stupidly at him.

"It used to be an iron cage, but I demolished it all because it was an eyesore." Yi Yan responded calmly.

He watched the front gradually open up and said to everyone: "Here we are, if you have heart disease, remember to close your eyes in advance."

Rahman and Sameer didn't react at all. In the desert, killings were rare and common. For them, there was nothing that could scare them.

"Lord Red King! What is this?!"

"I lost it, there is a ghost!"

"What, let me see!"

……

The quiet crowd became noisy again, and the reason was that there were several people lying on the ground.

Several people were wearing scholar's robes, with veins popping out from their foreheads to their necks. Dark red blood stains dried along their seven orifices. This appearance was enough to earn them the title of "evil ghost" in any legend.

"What's going on with these people?" Sameer squatted on the ground and looked at the group of people. He sniffed and found that he was still alive. He opened his eyelids, but only saw a scarlet patch.

He stood up from the ground in horror, his eyes wandering. What kind of torture could cause such a result?
"A few days ago, a large number of people here were like this." Yi Jin lowered his head to look at the miserable condition of several people, and spoke calmly.

"Then the people here..." Rahman looked at the embers with doubtful eyes. As the person who cared most about the mad scholar, he had just paid special attention to the mad scholar's condition.

These people are in good condition, but have some dementia and no other injuries.

"You have been cured by me, otherwise how could I have the confidence to shake hands with you?" Yu Yan kicked the scholar lying next to him. A large part of the tranquility in the Vigor House was thanks to them.

"Then what's going on with these people? Also, I remember that madmen are just crazy, right? Is this strange state a new disease?"

Rahman saw the miserable condition of the people on the ground and couldn't help but asked worriedly.

"You have to ask these people about this."

Ember turned around and pulled out the scholars hiding behind the crowd.

(End of this chapter)