About the story of a brave man being a potato for a thousand years and then the world was destroyed

If this tree is the eighth king knight swallowed by the desert, it is no wonder that the tyrant had been here for so long.

The three things here are his three capable men.

He vaguely remembered that Turin seemed to have mentioned that he was the last king knight, which means that there seemed to be only twelve king knights.

Counting Turin, the traitor, doesn't it mean that he has one-third of the other party's capable men in his house?

Hmm...

The mood is quite complicated.

It feels that it is not impossible for the other party to suddenly come and turn against him one day.

"But he didn't come today..." "Miss" touched his chin and looked at the desert, "Is he too lazy to come? Not really... Is he stuck by something?"

Hmm...

I don't know.

It doesn't matter, anyway, even if he comes, he won't get any answers.

Compared to this, he is more concerned about another thing now.

"It seems that several guests are in trouble..." "Missa" tapped the handle of the chair with his index finger, "Well, in that case, I'll help a little."

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Deep underground.

Yain was still controlling the underground hole to rush forward.

With the joint efforts of the Yuankui brothers and Mo Wente, they successfully rushed through the entire swamp area.

Although the whole process was not thrilling, it did make Mo Wente very tired.

Just like Snow said, those monsters were starving.

Without the source of energy, they were like monsters with teleportation arrays buried in their stomachs. They were so hungry that their eyes turned red, and they couldn't eat enough. They were madly attacking the holes of Yain and others.

Unfortunately, these things were obviously different from the one that Yain and Liu Ji encountered on the ground. The individual combat power seemed very weak.

It made sense when you think about it. After all, they didn't even dare to show up to attack passers-by on weekdays, and they only dared to shrink in the swamp and wait for the rabbit.

The result was that although there were many of them, none of them could survive a round under the hands of the three men. Even the other potatoes who had not yet taken human form could easily kill some of the stray hairs by waving their weapons.

Kalidora was standing in the center of the hole ready to support at any time, but she stood there blankly and did not find any opportunity for her to take action.

But what everyone did not expect was that the swamp underground, which was thought to be troublesome, seemed extremely easy compared to the road afterwards.

After leaving the swamp, they entered the tyrant's territory.

The tyrant's territory is not only full of soldiers and towers above, but also has a complex network underground.

It can even be said that the underground area is their real territory. After all, all soldiers actually stay underground as long as they do not have construction tasks.

Naturally, they also have a defense network with a wide coverage underground.

Of course, after all, it is underground, so this kind of defense does not rely on soldiers, but pure magic.

The most suitable magic for use underground is earth magic.

Hard soil spikes pierced into the hole from all directions from time to time, countless soil puppets rushed into the hole from all directions, and hard rock barriers appeared in front of everyone one after another, hindering Yain's speed of advancement.

Since rushing into the tyrant's territory, the whole land seemed to have become their enemy, trying their best to stop them from moving forward.

Before, Yain still had the energy to say a few words. Since entering the tyrant's territory, she has maintained a high-speed chant throughout the whole process, and she didn't even have time to distract herself and look at the surroundings.

Fortunately, Kui and Yuan almost always stayed by her side, always able to instantly chop it into pieces as soon as the attack and threat appeared, and kept protecting her tightly.

The other potatoes hugged together, at least to keep themselves safe.

Mo Wente protected Kalidora, and the two cooperated with each other and managed to deal with it.

However, as they went deeper into the tyrant's territory, the opponent's attack density and obstruction intensity continued to increase. Gradually, Mo Wente began to feel a little overwhelmed, and sometimes even had to spare some effort to help him.

But this was not the worst.

The biggest problem was that Yain's speed began to slow down.

The opponent's barrier rock wall became harder and thicker, and it took more time and magic to break it. Yain was alone, and the pressure continued to accumulate. Not to mention the increasing consumption, it was inevitable that the speed would slow down.

But the problem was that once the speed slowed down, the opponent's attack and harassment density would increase further, and the time to build obstacles would become more abundant, which would further increase their burden.

If this vicious cycle was left unchecked, it would not take long for them to become unable to move, and eventually be trapped here.

Therefore, Yain did not dare to let their speed slow down, and tried her best to maintain the speed, but the result was that she added more pressure to herself, which was another vicious cycle.

In fact, in the final analysis, there is no vicious cycle at all. The reason is that the opponent's underground defense pressure has exceeded their tolerance.

"If it doesn't work, use the phase storm," Mo Wente cut off several stone puppets with a knife and shouted loudly, "If this goes on, I'm afraid I can't hold on."

However, Ya Yin did not answer him.

To be precise, she didn't have time to answer him.

Mowente didn't know why Yain still insisted on not using the phase storm, but since Yain didn't make a decision, he had no choice but to continue to hold on.

However, as Yain's pressure continued to increase, the empty space began to be compressed. They, together with Potato, totaled ten people, and the space was narrow, and he gradually couldn't move.

All the situations seemed to be developing towards a worse situation.

In fact, Mowente was anxious, and how could Yain not be anxious.

She had actually started to consider the issue of using the phase storm not long after rushing out of the swamp.

She prepared a magic crystal with a phase storm in advance, and if she wanted to use it, she should be able to use it at any time.

But the problem was that she found that the phase flow here was as chaotic as a ball of yarn, and the phase storm could not be used at all when she entered this area.

It was obvious that something was disturbing the phase flow of the entire area, and it was most likely the tyrant's arrangement.

However, the tyrant's territory in the past clearly did not have such an arrangement, which could only mean one thing-the tyrant's arrangement had evolved again.

This is not surprising, after all, his troops have been constantly evolving, but the bad thing is that you can't predict when and what kind of evolution their troops will undergo.

These guys often change in an instant, and almost instantly change the entire army, so that their enemies often have to deal with their changes without any preparation.

And this time, Yain and others obviously ran into this situation.

"If it doesn't work, why don't we go on the ground," Kalidora suddenly said, "If we go on the ground, at least we can break through with all our strength..."

"But we may also encounter deadly tough guys," Mowent continued.

After all, this is the enemy's territory.

If we go on the ground, it will be troublesome enough to run into one or two vanguards, and there is even the risk of running into the king.

However, just when everyone was at a loss, suddenly, Yain felt that the pressure in front of him was reduced in an instant, and the rustling sound of quicksand rubbing came to everyone's ears for a while.

"Are we rushing into the desert?" Yain's heart moved.

But the position is wrong?

In her judgment, they still need a long way to go...

Huh?

Yain felt a trance in front of her eyes, and when she came back to her senses, the rock wall in front of her had disappeared, replaced by the vast desert and the vast sky.

Did they really rush out of the tyrant's territory and rush out from the cliff?

But... she clearly felt that there should be a long distance, right?

And just when Yain was stunned, suddenly, he felt someone holding up his armpits.

"Don't be stunned! They are chasing us!" Kalidora's voice sounded in his ears.

Yain came back to her senses, turned her head, and saw countless pterosaur cavalry swooping down.

However, now, this is not worth their distress.

She gently chanted the spell, and the gray crystal in her arms shone brightly. In an instant, their figures gathered together, and then disappeared directly on the spot.

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At the same time, the ancient city of the desert.

"Miss" opened his eyes with a smile on his face.

"I have to say, the ability you got is really useful," Mass said to Xiaohao Liu Ji on the table next to him.

"Huh? I got it?" Xiaohao Liu Ji asked in confusion, "What do you mean?"

"Delay time, distort space, deduce the future..." Mass looked at Xiaohao Liu Ji, "Haven't you used these abilities yourself?"

"Ah, this is useful, right?" Xiaohao Liu Ji scratched his head, "Wait? Deducing the future?"

"Yeah, isn't it the ability you just got? Although the strength is a little weak, the time it can be deduced is a little short," Mass said.

"Uh, let me think..." Xiaohao Liu Ji carefully felt his ability.

He has so many abilities in his body that distinguishing each feeling has become a bit troublesome.

After a while, he found the ability that "Massa" said.

That is also a special ability that can be used without changing form.

These three abilities all come from Wangqi without exception, and are bound to the Avatar of Sand. However, he is more used to using the ability of transformation on weekdays, and the application of these abilities is indeed a little insufficient. I feel that I can use them more in the future...

Hmm...

No, it seems that I have overlooked something...

"Wait," the small Liu Ji asked in surprise, "What did you say? You can also use these abilities?"

"Yes," "Missa" nodded, "I feel that they are integrated into this entire desert. At least here, I can use them to my heart's content, control the space of this desert, change the flow of time here, and even meet the future here, plus I can control this desert itself... Well, how should I say, a little bit, a feeling of God?"

"The feeling of God..." The small Liu Ji touched his chin, as if thinking about something.

"Oh, by the way, do you want me to help you pick up your companions?" "Missa" asked.

"Well, then I'll trouble you," Liu Ji nodded, "It's just right, I'm almost done here..."

After saying this, Liu Ji's main body opened his eyes and looked in front of him.

The towers that stretched for thousands of meters had now turned into ruins covered with green grass. Countless dragon riders were circling in the air, but they could not find the target they were looking for.

Liu Ji looked at them, sneered, and then turned into a gust of dust, dissipating between heaven and earth.

210. Two-in-one Who lives like a dog, who loses time

In the evening, in an unknown mountain village.

The golden flames shot up into the sky, turning the entire area into charcoal.

The residents screamed and fled, but the flames that devoured everything would not leave them even a trace of mercy. No matter how fast they ran, they would eventually be caught up by the golden red flames and burned into dust, leaving not even an inch of intact bone.

The tyrant stepped on the prairie fire, his eyes slowly swept around, and then suddenly rushed in one direction, slashing forward with a red flame.

With one sword, a huge gap hundreds of meters wide was cut out in the forest of thousands of meters, and the golden red flames burned everything in the gap to ashes.

The tyrant closed his eyes slightly, as if sensing something, and turned his head gently while walking forward step by step along the gully.

Rustle...

Rustle...

Beside the gully, an inconspicuous grass stood in the messy and dense vegetation. Every time the tyrant took a step, it would tremble slightly.

Step by step, the tyrant was getting closer and closer to it, and finally stopped beside it.

The breeze blew across the wilderness, and the rustling of the woods mixed with the crackling of the burning flames became the only sound under the moonlight.

As for the screams and cries of the villagers, they had long since turned into silence with the end of their lives.

The tyrant stopped where he was, sniffed the air gently, and then walked step by step towards the direction of the grass.

But just when his foot was about to step on the grass, he suddenly turned his head and looked in another direction.

Then, he kicked the ground without hesitation and instantly flew into the air in that direction. His figure disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

A few seconds later, the grass suddenly expanded and turned into a human figure.