When the dust rolled up again, Scark lifted his spirits, but the expected arrow didn't fly.

All he saw was a tall figure in the dust that was gradually dispersing.

Scark looked confused, and then what covered his face was admiration and recognition.

"Guts!"

He stared closely at Rezan, who was standing in front of him.

At this moment, Rezan's face was extremely weak and pale, but his expression was extremely resolute, clenching the spear in his hand and staring at Scark deadly.

"Zhuo Fulin's ambition will eventually be shattered under Moranga's iron horse, Scark."

Rezan slowly raised his spear, and his sharp momentum gradually surged.

There was not a trace of fear on his face, and in Rezan's eyes, it was as if there was no death ahead.

Hold on, as long as you can hold on, let Lord Eagle Palace know the situation here, the motherland will be safe and sound!

Rezan's hands covering the barrel of the gun gradually turned white.

"Come on!!"

......

Leah looked at Rezan, who was shrinking, her fists clenched.

But she didn't say anything, she wouldn't do anything stupid, and she would have slandered the warrior's actions.

It's shameful to run away, and it's even more shameful to leave your comrades behind....

But it's no more shameful than wasting the opportunity for your comrades to fight for with their lives!!

Only a victory that lives up to the expectations of comrades-in-arms can wash away this shame!

The other party's reinforcements are already arriving, and Rezan's death seems to be inevitable.

The sound of rowing ~

water flow sounded abruptly.

The next moment, the dazzling golden light bloomed unstoppably in the broken sand balls and in the dim night.

"Xiaotian...?" Liya quickly noticed that the light was coming from Hou Xiaotian's arms.

"We don't have to run, Leah."

Hou Xiaotian threw away the mineral water bottle, stretched out his hand and stroked it slowly on the magic lamp, and said, "After all, it's in my hand, but it's a magic lamp!" As

the words fell, the filter of the magic lamp spat out a peculiar stream of smoke.

Boom Boom ...

The silent sea of sand was suddenly swept by a sudden gust of wind, and a huge sandstorm broke through the sky and set off rolling thunder.

The light overflowed in the sandstorm and caught everyone's attention.

"That's... What the?

Taeyoung looked up, and all he could feel was a desperate force coming from the sandstorm.

Rezan and Scark, who had just fought each other, also stopped moving, and looked at the sky with a shocked face after separation.

"This momentum... Is it the realm of the sun? "

Still..."Lei

Zan turned his gaze in the direction of Hou Xiaotian, the source of all this.

Looking at the magic lamp in his hand, spitting smoke and surging in the sky.

'He can use artifacts?'

At this moment, Rezan's heart suddenly became nervous.

But the next moment, several people were again attracted by the change in the sky.

I saw a tall figure like a giant appear in the sea of sand, and when the smoke and dust cleared, his true face was revealed.

He wore a crown on his head, his face under his long waterfall-like hair was not angry, his upper body was engraved with many strange runes, and a strip of cloth was wrapped around his waist, and under the strip of cloth was billowing smoke.

......

', are you sure this is just a low-level martial plane that is on the 2nd order of sentient beings? Hou Xiaotian glared at the system, and asked in his heart with a look of surprise.

[Yes.] Although the opponent's strength is higher than that of the second order of sentient beings, it is due to many restrictions and cannot exert its strength. Then

this doesn't mean that there are only 2 levels of sentient beings on this plane, how can you judge? [

The method of judgment is the highest level in the plane that can freely exert strength.]

"Tsk." Hou Xiaotian's face was a little ugly, so this means that the strongest in this world is not just the 2nd order of sentient beings, there are stronger existences, but they can't play their strength freely?

That's what it means.

Just when Hou Xiaotian was stunned, the giant's gaze had already fallen on him.

Hou Xiaotian instantly felt his scalp tingle, and he was ready to run away with Liya at any time.

But in the next moment, the giant's figure gradually shrank, becoming a size that was not much different from a normal person.

"Young man, thank you for waking me up from the magic lamp."

The Lamp Elf opened his arms and took a deep breath, a hint of intoxication on his face.

"Ah, this breath of freedom..."

, but soon, the magic lamp elf woke up from his intoxication, and he looked at Hou Xiaotian with a hint of rigor in his eyes.

"Young man, do you know my identity?"

Hou Xiaotian shook his head honestly.

"Then let me introduce myself. My name is, Yaruba. "

Yaruba !!"

Rezan let out a voice in disbelief and said, "The one who cut off a piece of the flesh and blood of the creator god, Yaruba, the god of the underworld!?" Remembering

the lightning strike in his brain, Rezan instantly remembered what Lord Eagle Palace told him when he was in the ruins, there was information about the Ancient Underworld.

Legend has it that after following the god of Hades to cut off a piece of the flesh and blood of the creator god in the sea of stars and create an artifact, the country of Hades inexplicably disappeared into the historical records.

Now it seems that the god of the underworld was sealed in that artifact...

Razan: Wait a minute, my brain suddenly gets a little messy, let me

figure it out... The Underworld created an artifact from a piece of the flesh and blood of the Creation God, and then the Immortal God was sealed in the artifact?

Lezan: I seem to know something terrible.

"Looks like someone already knows who I am." Yaruba folded her hands behind her back, her eyes wandering over the men.

He was silent for a while, and his face remained unchanged and he looked at Hou Xiaotian.

"Boy, this is a contract."

"You have become the owner of the magic lamp, according to the contract. I can use the authority of the god of the underworld and some of the creator gods to grant your wishes.

"But remember, you only have three chances."

"When your wish comes true, you will no longer be the owner of the magic lamp."

Hou Xiaotian's face pale and nodded.

"So, do you want to fulfill your first wish at this moment?"

Yaruba looked at Hou Xiaotian indifferently.

Hou Xiaotian didn't answer, but just put his eyes on the other side, Scark and the others.

Scar Ke broke out in a cold sweat and couldn't help but take a step back.

Rezan was also a little nervous.

Everyone's eyes fell on Hou Xiaotian's body.

Half ringing.

Hou Xiaotian and Liya glanced at each other and nodded.

"My first wish is for all the Assassins present to belong to the realm of Zhuofulin to die."

Scarke's face changed instantly.

"No ——!!"

No, the other party will not have such terrible power!!

A trace of killing intent rose in Scarke's heart, and he raised his short blade and prepared to rush towards Hou Xiaotian and kill him.

Buzz –

but the first moment he had the idea, Yaruba's eyes fell on him in an instant.

Scark's form froze instantly.

The next moment, he fell directly to the ground and completely lost his life.

Including the other remaining Zhuo Fulin assassins, they all died inexplicably one by one.

Rezan's scalp tingled when he saw it.

I can't read it, I can't understand it at all!

It's a desperate existence...

Rezan's heart was slightly relieved, but fortunately, the boy shouldn't have done anything to him.

But he was still nervous and curious, the other party had become the owner of such an artifact, what would be the remaining two wishes?

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