The Yellow Sand soldiers repeatedly formed a group of silent warriors. They were born from magic, shattered after the collision, and then reunited under Azer's spell, and in this way, they "repeatedly" impacted the uniform formation of the Lakhorak warriors, as if the Kharry River was eroding the two sides.

It seems that the Rakhorak warriors have the upper hand, and they can launch a counterattack as long as Azer's mana is exhausted, but in fact, with the increase in casualties of the front-row warriors, the threat of the entire formation itself is also drastically lowering.

If the stalemate continues, I am afraid that the soldiers under Azer who have come to their senses will take action!

No, this cannot be done, and the battle cannot be consumed.

Thinking of this, the Rakhorak warrior who was in charge of commanding the team issued an order. With his shouting, the entire formation began to gradually disperse. Many Rakhorak warriors broke into pieces, still holding shields in one hand and guns in the other, trying to avoid these annoying sand soldiers and head straight for Azer.

However, just as they made some progress and approached Azir a distance, a wall of imperial guards entirely made up of yellow sand soldiers appeared in front of them. This time, all the sand soldiers shaped by Azir's spell were only connected side by side. In addition to still lifting sand spears, there was also an additional yellow sand shield.

Although this sand-made shield did not have much defense in front of the Lakhorak warriors, considering the width and thickness of this imperial wall, they could no longer continue to rush over in the form of stragglers.

"gather!"

Another shout, this time, the Lakhorak warriors formed a more radical formation. They simply changed from cone to arrow, then took steps, and plunged into the pile of sand soldiers without hesitation...

The sand soldiers will indeed be reborn after being broken up, but it will take time - taking advantage of this short interval, the Rakhorak warriors were like a strong wedge and nailed into the range of this imperial wall.

A small number of Lakhorak warriors even directly drilled through this amazing wall of the imperial guards, but at the cost, more Lakhorak warriors rushed out and fell within the scope of the wall of the imperial guards to protect them from coming out and became victims.

The soldiers who successfully cut through the slap will not hesitate even if they have any hesitation because of this sacrifice. In their opinion, dying for the sect is the supreme glory, and the surviving Lahorak warriors will only be more fanatical than before!

These devout believers shouted and rushed towards Azir not far away. After reaching twenty steps, they finally pulled out the spear at their waists and launched the first wave of offensive against Azir.

The dense spear shots looked shocking, and Azer and Mi had the same move as Yasuo's wind barrier - but he had other ways.

Just as the spear was about to fall, a sand soldier quickly formed ten steps beside Azer, and then he raised his spear and stabbed out immediately.

The situation expected by the Rakhorak soldiers did not happen. While the sand soldier raised his gun, Azer's figure seemed to be stabbed, and he rushed towards the position where the sand soldier raised his gun and stabbed him.

Quicksand moves!

The spear landed in the air, and the quicksand moved in shape to avoid this blow. Azil held up his scepter again and summoned many sand soldiers, trying to completely surround these Rakhorak warriors here.

Decapitation?

Sorry, this is giving away a head!

Then, when Azil's scepter fell, a light voice appeared behind Azil without warning.

"Hello, my name is Zoe-will you come and play a game with me?"

"who?!"

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Azir didn't know when there was another person behind him, so he immediately used the scepter in his hand as a spear and stabbed him hard behind him.

But obviously, this moment was completely lost. When Azil turned around quickly, he felt a dark look in front of him.

The next moment, the desert emperor was dragged into a colorful dream.

This is an extremely long dream—or rather, it is a dream without the concept of time and space.

In his dream, Azer completely forgot his identity. He seemed to have returned to his childhood, talking to his shadow while alone, telling the knowledge he learned in the book with the corner, and sharing his experiences and feelings with the beetles.

When he was a child, Azer was a very tempted guy. He was not favored by his father and had only some rude servants around him. He wanted to show his talent, but unfortunately he never had a chance.

And in this colorful dream, little Azir has a partner, who claims to be Zoe and is willing to listen to Azir's stories and tell stories to Azir.

Azir was very obsessed with this little girl because Zoe was willing to listen to all the stories of Azir in every detail, and there were countless stories in his mind that Azir had never heard of before. Even if Azir searched through the big library, he still couldn't find the source.

Although these stories lack logic and weird content, they sound particularly interesting to Azil. On the one hand, he doesn't believe in the story's monster bear with long swords on his back, the giant dragon with a large body but no head, and the scary spirit hiding in the rice fields in the dark. On the other hand, he can't help but fantasize how interesting it would be if these really exist.

"It's more interesting than the boring Ascenators, right?" Azer thought.

Azir in the dream seemed to never grow up, and his annoying brothers and sisters would not continue to annoy him. Azir lived happily in his small palace walls, reading, telling and listening to stories every day.

Later, Zoe was not satisfied with the story and started playing more games with Azir - at first it was just a simple flower rope and jump rope, but later it gradually developed into many magical games.

Cards that can talk, villains who can fight automatically, and many "guns" that look like crossbows but do not have crossbow machines that can fire by just pulling the trigger. Azir has never seen these, but he accidentally got started after playing.

On the contrary, Zoe seems not very good at these things, so he is often angry.

In this happy game, Azel finally grew up slowly - he gradually became tall and upright, and only Zoe was still a little loli who loved to play and make fun of her.

Then, Azel, who didn't know how to remember his identity, suddenly made a bold decision - he chose to propose to Zoe.

Before he could express his love to his "childhood sweetheart", a crisp slap fell on Azir's face. The sudden pain hurt Azir and shattered this long dream. The next moment, Azir opened his eyes and turned around. He saw the little girl behind him who had been with him for a long time in his dream.
Chapter completed!