Nightmare Corrosion

Dune-Ivy is an ordinary member of the Sandstorm Clan. It can be seen from his name that his father is from the Sandstorm Clan, and his mother is from a small clan, the Ivy Clan.

According to the customs of the Yellow Sand World, when he reaches adulthood, he will be free to choose to join the Sandstorm Clan or the Ivy Clan. Of course, the result is already clear. Although the Ivy Clan occupies an oasis, he finally chose to join the Sandstorm Clan. Because like other warriors, he admires the legendary warrior, the leader of the Sandstorm Clan, Sandstorm-Nawya.

This is one of the most powerful creatures in the entire world. There are even unbelievable deeds of being able to defeat ten thousand people single-handedly. The legend about this legendary warrior could not be finished for three days and three nights.

Although he didn't have much interaction with this powerful warrior and had only seen him from afar so far, this did not affect his strong admiration for him.

So a few days ago, when Sandstorm-Nou Ya personally recruited soldiers, he joined without hesitation, even though the first battle was under the leadership of a centurion, he sneak attacked and conquered his mother The Ivy Clan where it belongs!

"Walk!"

"Let's go!"

Riding on the back of a black beetle, Sand Dune-Ioto whipped out his whip without hesitation and landed on a group of crooked people next to him, letting out a ferocious roar!

According to Shabao-Nouya's instructions, they looted the entire Ivy Clan and took everyone away to the Shabao Clan's residence. The people he was responsible for guarding were the original ruling class of the Ivy Clan, the so-called superiors.

These people were covered in white linen robes, with some exquisite decorations on their four arms. They had fair skin and well-proportioned figures. They looked like two different species from the skinny and rough-skinned civilians. As soon as the whip fell, Immediately there was a bright blood stain.

"What are you staring at?"

"Would you like to take another look?!"

Snapped!

As expected, Dune Ivy received a lot of hostile looks and curses, but what he received in exchange was a more ferocious whipping and undisguised contempt.

"You unearned rats, dirty and cowardly maggots, can only deceive the weak people, but there is no place for you in the Sandstorm Clan!"

As an outlier among the clans, the Ivy Clan is one of the few clans with a complete priestly class. Of course, they did not receive the support of the gods. Instead, they adopted this method to exploit the people of the clan both spiritually and materially, and completely destroyed the priests. They have completely become a privileged class.

There are many more bad things that can be done in the name of God than in the name of a leader or king.

So Dune Qingteng hated them, especially after his mother starved to death because of her devotion to gods, he no longer believed that gods existed in this world.

Under the old and new grudges, Dune-Ivy's battle was particularly outstanding, which also won him glory and rewards.

"Dune-Ivy!"

Just as he lay back on the beetle's back, enjoying the resentful and cursed gazes again, suddenly a warrior beside him drove the beetle over.

"The centurion is looking for you and tells you to go immediately. I will take over your job!"

"What's up?"

"have no idea!"

"Okay, then I'll go and give these guys a few more whips, you're welcome!"

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After the explanation, with some regret, Dune Qingteng quickly came to the Centurion, only to find that he was not the only one who received the summons, there were several other people, but without exception, they were all involved in this battle. The best.

"You are summoned here. It was the clan leader who issued the summons, asking us to send out the strongest and most capable young men. Do you think you are the ones?"

The centurion was not polite and shouted straight to the point.

"Of course we are!"

Sand Dune-Ivy immediately became excited and shouted together with the other warriors. Then, following the Centurion's footsteps, he controlled the beetle to break away from the team and began to rush towards the Sandstorm Clan.

All the warriors, including the centurion, were filled with excitement and excitement, because it was the legendary warrior, the myth of the Sandstorm Clan, who summoned them, and they also confirmed that something big was about to happen, or was happening.

As one of the most powerful clans, the Sandstorm Clan has always been domineering. However, a few days ago, due to the will of the clan leader, all the warriors of the entire clan embarked on a journey of outward expansion, expelling some scattered small or even medium-sized clans. Conquer them all and expand your territory dozens of times in a short period of time!

Therefore, on the way back to the clan, Dune Qingteng saw countless ant-like flows of people being escorted towards the clan. Tens of thousands of prisoners were the most spectacular scene he had ever seen so far.

Of course, he soon realized that this was just childish, because after crossing the last sand dune outside the clan, he and everyone saw a huge stone gate rising from the ground in the oasis where the clan was located. At least there were Hundreds of meters high, with a green sheen like water waves rippling in the middle!

An unspeakable fear and shock filled their hearts.

"what is that.?"

Everyone was stunned. They had never seen such a spectacular scene. A soldier murmured to himself, and then a hoarse reply came from the side.

"The Dark Portal, that is our hope and the fate you are about to face!"

A tall figure wearing a hooded linen robe, the exposed skin seemed to have been burned by fire, with dense cracks, walked forward, and his voice was like two red-hot irons rubbing against each other:

"Come with me, I'm here to help you."

The hooded man turned around and walked away, gesturing for them to follow, but Dune Ivy noticed something familiar in this voice.

"The voice sounds a bit like Uncle Sharo, but his leg was broken a few years ago. It's impossible!"

Everyone followed this figure and headed towards the Dark Door, passing through the noisy and busy people, and then the fully armed soldiers, and finally came to the Dark Door. From a closer look, the sense of oppression and fear was even more terrifying, as if A mountain peak stood abruptly in the center of the oasis.

Thousands of warriors were led closer by different hooded men. Sand Dune-Ivy glanced at them and saw that these were the elite warriors of the Sandstorm Clan and the essence of the entire clan.

"Warriors!"

At this moment, a deep voice suddenly came from the air, and then the Dark Door fluctuated, and a huge figure appeared in front of everyone.

"I am Sandstorm-Nangya, the leader of the Burning Legion, your clan leader. I stand here to announce good news. The Dark Portal stands in front of you. It leads to another world, a world with a forest. , a new world of rivers, oceans and soil!”

Wow!

The crowd couldn't help but boil, but the next moment, everyone seemed to be strangled by the neck, staring blankly at the behemoth who struggled to squeeze out of the Dark Door.

He has iconic fangs and four strong arms, with blazing flames burning behind him. The huge dragon wings seem to block out the sky and the sun. On top of the thorny muscles, there are black scales that reflect cold light.

"You might want to ask, what would it cost if we wanted to go to that world?"

Sandstorm - The crimson eyes of the fangs swept across. In front of him, these nearly three-meter-tall warriors were as small and fragile as babies. He let out a low roar from his throat: "The price is, everything we have, now And in the future, we and our descendants will embark on a never-ending burning expedition!”

"Warriors, come and face your destiny, the Burning Legion is calling you!"

Bang!

Buckets after buckets of fluorescent blood were brought out, which was the blood extracted from Sandstorm-Nuya. The warrior in front of Dune-Ivy opened his hood, revealing the horns on his head and the scales on his face. He scooped out He took a cup and handed it in front of him.

"Drink, Dune-Ivy, this is our destiny!"