alien army

Chapter 466 Opening the Altar

"Go, Patriarch!"

Seeing that Isana and Rosan had reached a tacit understanding, Delo couldn't help urging anxiously.The unification of black sand and white sand brought great joy to everyone, so that everyone forgot the strange cavalry that suddenly appeared in the Holy Land.But Delo kept an eye on them.From the moment he discovered these knights, he was in a state of extreme excitement.At this time, he was eager to know why they appeared here, what happened in the Holy Land, and what impact it would have on the Sand Clan.

Isana turned to look at Naya, who gave her an encouraging smile.

Although Naya didn't know why those knights appeared here, Elder Delo's performance made her vaguely guess that this team of knights must have some kind of mysterious connection with the Sand people, and they would never harm the Sand people in front of the Holy Land.What's more, although those knights looked murderous, they had no real murderous intent, otherwise they wouldn't have rescued Luosang and Delo as soon as they showed up.

Isana seemed to have made up her mind, and turned around to look at Luosang with a half-smile.

"Let's go." Luo Sang smiled wryly, took the reins from a soldier, got on the horse, and got out more and more.

The two rushed towards the entrance of the holy land, and Isana held the scepter symbolizing the supreme power of the Sand Clan high in her hand.

"Rosan, do you believe Elder Deluo's words?" Isana raised the scepter in her hand, "Those fire-breathing guys will really obey it?"

"Elder Deluo devoted most of his life to studying the history of his tribe. He often said that the Sha tribe is a great nation. Even though it is like the setting sun in the west today, when it is in full swing, it must be shining. Everyone." Luo Sang replied softly.

He still vaguely remembers how sore he felt whenever he saw Elder Deluo hunched over and buried in a pile of tattered ancient books, trying his best to find any records about the great achievements of the ancestors of the Sha tribe , How I long for myself to accomplish something great and fulfill the old man's dream.He knew that in the face of a divided nation and the serious internal friction caused by endless wars, Elder Delo was not only looking for a piece of lost history, he also wanted to find a way in the footsteps of his ancestors that could revive The road of the Sand Clan.

"I am also aware of this point. When it comes to the history of the Sha Clan, Elder Deluo has the most say." Isana nodded, "When other elders improve their abilities and rob power, only he has been He is quietly thinking about the past, present and future of the Sand Clan. It is a pity that he has forgotten that the glorious past only belongs to history. Even if he can uncover the dusty history, it will not help us today. The future of the Sand Clan, After all, it is in the hands of today's Sandman."

"You know Elder De Luo so well?" Luo Sang asked in surprise.Since the split of the Sand Clan, Baisha and Heisha have not had much contact except for war.Isana's understanding of Elder Delo was far beyond his expectations.

"Of course. If you don't know your enemy, how can you defeat him? I know you and every elder of the Heisha clan well. For example, you never eat for more than 5 minutes, and you never go to bed Brush your teeth, you like to be topless when you enter the tent..." Isana laughed like a flower.

"My God, what else do you know?" Luo Sang moaned with a headache.He suddenly felt that he was not wronged at all.

"You haven't told me, is Elder Delo's words credible?" Isana asked.

"When I was ten years old, he told me to bury myself in the yellow sand when the sun was high, and I could absorb the energy of the sun and grow myself quickly. I did as he said, and when my father found me in the evening, I was roasted His skin was scorched, his flesh was rotten, and he was dying. When I was 12 years old, he said that there is a mysterious and dangerous place called the Valley of Flames deep in the desert. Every hero of the Sand Clan must go there for trials. I followed him. As a result, I was almost dehydrated and fell asleep in Isana's arms. So, since I was 12 years old, I never believed his words." Luo Sang sighed.Thinking of those past events, he couldn't help feeling a little nervous.He even felt that it was a miracle that he survived.

"It seems that the new head of the Sand tribe and her army commander will become two pieces of barbecue in a few minutes." Isana said bitterly.

"If that's the case, I must be the one to be roasted first." Luosang urged the horse vigorously, and left first.

In fact, Elder Delo mentioned the Flame Knight to him long ago, and put forward an inference that fascinated him: the army composed of the Flame Knight may be the most powerful army in the Standing Continent in a certain period .The place where this army is trained is the Valley of Flames.As a young man, he was excited by this inference, so he followed Elder Delo on the journey to find the Valley of Flames.Although the result was miserable, this incident left a deep impression on him.

Today, when he saw the legendary flame knight with his own eyes, his heart was extremely shocked.Perhaps, what Elder De Luo found from those ancient books is really the history that has long been forgotten by the Sand Clan.However, he didn't have time to talk to Isana in detail now, because they were getting closer and closer to those knights.

Luo Sang and Isana stopped only 20 meters away from the flame knight.

After the knights left the Holy Land, they lined up in a neat square, blocking the way of the two of them.The flames are still burning, forming a sea of ​​flames, and the blue flames seem to contain the power to burn everything.

In front of the formation, a knight stood alone, with his long sword pointing obliquely at the sky, an aura of one man guarding the gate and ten thousand men not being able to open it emerged spontaneously.

"It's so cold!" Isana and Luosang shuddered at the same time, their eyes full of confusion.

Ahead was a devouring flame, but the two standing in front of the formation didn't feel the slightest feeling of being scorched by the flame.On the contrary, a chilly aura came quietly towards the two of them, making them feel strongly unsuitable, followed by a deep fear.

Isana lowered her head slowly.She only stared at the cavalry phalanx, and felt that her soul was about to be stripped from her body.

"Isana!" Luosang Hengjian stood in front of her and called her softly at the same time.

Isana raised her head and raised the scepter in her hand high.

At the same time as she raised her scepter, the knight in front of the formation swung his long sword at her.On the sword, a red light suddenly appeared, and then shot towards the scepter.

The red light accurately hit the red gem on the top of the scepter.

It's getting dark.

In the dim light of the evening, a blood-colored ray of light tens of meters high suddenly burst out from the Isana Desert, like a sharp giant sword, piercing straight towards the endless night sky.

Isana's smile seemed to respond to the call of the red light, and a brilliant light quietly bloomed in the hands of the new head of the Sand Clan, illuminating the sky above the holy land.

"Miracle, miracle!" Delo looked at the sky, so excited that he burst into tears.This old man obsessed with history has always believed that the Sand Clan once had a glorious history.And what happened today, like a gust of wind, will not only lift the dusty veil of history, but also turn a new page in the history of the Sand Clan.

The radiance of Isana's smile became more and more intense, and the beam of light in the sky became brighter and brighter, and the surroundings of the Holy Land were shrouded in blood.

Naya stared at the knight shrouded in red light, and suddenly felt a sense of sadness in her heart.A sea of ​​blood suddenly appeared in front of her eyes. She seemed to be in an ancient battlefield. In front of her eyes, countless soldiers struggled and fought in the sea of ​​blood, and finally fell down unwillingly.The blood gurgling from their bodies quickly melted into the blood.

"They are all dead!" Long Ling'er's words echoed in her ears again.

"What kind of war is it that makes these dead soldiers have to go to the battlefield again?" When a man chooses to dedicate his youth and blood to his country and nation, and bears the heavy shackles of war, he dies. For him, it is not only the final destination, but also an eternal relief.But these people in front of them not only gave their lives, but also their souls.After their lives disappeared, they continued to fulfill their mission in a dark way, and continued to write the loyalty and pride of soldiers until their bodies and souls finally turned into nothingness.What kind of strength, or what kind of predicament, required them to make such a sacrifice?

"What are they here for today? The unification of the Sand Clan may not be the beginning of peace and tranquility for the Sand Clan. A new storm may be coming to the vast Isana Desert!" Naya I feel that the sudden appearance of these knights, who are called the guardians of the sand tribe in the mouth of Elder De Luo, may be inextricably linked to the current situation in the desert and the entire continent.

When Naya frowned and thought, the red light from the sky drew a beautiful arc in the air and fell towards the center of the Holy Land.

There was a loud "bang", and everyone felt that the ground was shaking for a while, and they almost couldn't stand firmly.Many war horses were suddenly stimulated, neighing and jumping around, and the cavalry of the Sand tribe had to yell at them to force them to be quiet.The atmosphere in the field suddenly became dignified because of this sudden change.

Something is bound to happen!All eyes were nervously looking at the holy land of the Sand Clan in the distance.

The clothes on Isana's body were soaked in cold sweat, and the hand holding the scepter was trembling due to excessive tension.Ever since the scepter was hit by the red sword issued by the knight leader, she was in a state of high tension. When the scepter mutated, her consciousness gradually became blurred.

It wasn't until there was a loud noise in the Holy Land and she felt the coolness from the battle armor that she gradually woke up and looked towards the knight leader in front of her.

The knight leader had already retreated to the side at this time, and the cavalry behind him also retreated to both sides of the entrance to the Holy Land.

The entrance to the Holy Land appeared in front of Isana and Luosang.As far as the eye could see, there was a dazzling light dancing in the center of the Holy Land.

"Priest Masha, you are right, he finally woke up! Fighting is the unavoidable fate of the Sha people until peace truly comes!" An old voice suddenly came from the Holy Land, clearly into everyone's ears.It seems to be talking to himself, and it seems to be telling everyone.

If Liu Yun was here at this time, he would definitely be able to hear the danger from the few words he muttered.

But these sand people standing in front of the holy place were excited by these few words.Priest Masha is the pride of all the Sand people, and has a god-like status in the hearts of the Sand people. Even a three-year-old child has heard many stories about him leading the Sand people to fight against evil forces.The history of the Sha tribe is intermittent because of the nomadic life, but the legend about him has been passed down from generation to generation and spread to every corner of the mainland.In those stories that have been constantly mythical, Priest Masha not only possesses powerful mana that can compete with the gods, but also has the magical ability to predict the future.

"Great Priest Masha, please guide your people!" Delo fell to the ground, praying devoutly on the ground.

Behind him, the sand people knelt together.

"Sister Naya, a large magic circle has been activated in the Holy Land!" Long Ling'er came to Naya's side and said in a low voice.

"Oh?"

"This is a very ancient magic circle, and it cannot be completed without the cooperation of several holy magisters." Long Ling'er continued.

"You mean, how many holy magisters might there be in the Holy Land?" Naya was a little surprised, because she had never heard that there were holy magisters in the Sand Clan.

"No, no, no." Long Ling'er kept shaking her head, "I guess, the old guys who built the magic circle may have died long ago! The voice we hear now is preserved in the magic circle , it came out after the magic circle was activated!"

"Do you know what kind of magic circle it is?"

"This is very troublesome to explain. This magic circle..."

Long Ling'er's words were quickly interrupted by that old voice in the Holy Land.

"Come in, my people! The altar is about to open, and a new reincarnation is coming!"

After Isana and Luosang exchanged eyes in the air for a while, Isana rode her horse and walked towards the Holy Land.Luo Sang turned his head, gestured to Elder De Luo behind him, and then followed closely behind.

"Everyone come with me!" Elder Deluo got on his horse.Under his leadership, the crowd galloped towards the Holy Land.

The altar is located next to a clear spring.In the center of the seven huge stone pillars engraved with flame patterns is a stone disc with a diameter of about three meters.There are many complicated patterns engraved on the disc.The disc and the surrounding stone pillars are connected into a whole by pieces of bluestone, forming the most sacred forbidden area of ​​the Sand Clan - the altar.

As soon as Elder De Luo arrived here, he was shocked by the strange sight of the altar.The Sand Clan has been divided for hundreds of years. As an elder, he has not been here for a long time.In my memory, the altar was covered by dust all the year round, and descendants never touched it out of respect for their ancestors.But now, there are countless flashing patterns of red light appearing on the stone pillars and discs. Even the bluestones connecting the stone pillars and discs can faintly see red light flowing.The patterns engraved on the disc in the center of the altar seemed to be rotating according to certain rules, sending strands of energy to the surrounding giant stone pillars, and the flame patterns on the stone pillars gradually lit up with the injection of energy.

When all seven stone pillars were lit up, the disc in the center made a crisp sound of "click, click, click".The disc rises from the center and is divided into seven stepped layers.On the platform in the middle, a small groove appeared, and the shape of the groove looked somewhat similar to the power in Isana's hands.

"In Isana's smile, the Flame Knights will be reborn! Sons and daughters of the Sand Clan, follow the footsteps of your ancestors to fight bravely! The Sunset Mountains cannot stop the invasion of darkness, but the new king will lead you to the light !"

The old voice sounded again, and it sounded extremely passionate.

"Patriarch, put the scepter on it, that's the key to open the altar!" Delo walked to Isana's side and said in a deep voice.

"Elder, do you really want to do this?" Isana turned her head and looked at him with a hesitant expression and worries in her eyes.

"Fate is unavoidable. What should come will come!" Delo sighed.The altar at this moment is like a mysterious box, whether it contains hope or disaster, no one can guess.But since the great Masha priest had already prophesied, the ancestors of the Laisha tribe had already made arrangements.

"Okay." Isana gritted her teeth and nodded.

"Give me the scepter." Luo Sang said to her, his eyes were calm and firm.

"Be careful." Isana didn't say much, she just warned softly, and obediently handed the scepter into Luosang's hand.

Under the anxious eyes of everyone, Luosang walked towards the altar and stepped on the big disc in the center.

The holy land was extremely quiet, and even the berserk Isana Desert became surprisingly quiet.

Luo Sang reached the highest point, bent down, and held "Isana's Smile" in both hands and embedded it in the groove.

There was a soft "click", which sounded particularly harsh in the oppressive silence.

As soon as Luo Sang stood up, the disc divided into seven layers started to rotate slowly.

"Rosan, come down!" Isana shouted anxiously at him.

However, it was too late!
(End of this chapter)