My destiny is to go to work in a world that is collapsing

There are two main places where taboo knowledge spreads in Xumi, one is the special area under Xumi City, and the other is inside the desert.

Before the grass dragon arrived, Hua Yi was preparing to activate the supreme power that the Red King had painstakingly preserved, to wipe out all the taboo knowledge in the desert, completely eradicate the seeds of disaster, and then leave a stronger Taixu sword energy in the mausoleum of this god who loves the world.

It is not that the Taixu sword energy that the Red King was willing to sacrifice his life to preserve has lost its power over time, but that Hua Yi is now much stronger than when he first came to the Teyvat continent and swung the Taixu Sword God.

For him now, the full power of the time is already inferior.

Originally, Hua Yi was considering whether to use the Taixu Sword Qi of the Red King's Mausoleum to open up the future of the desert and leave a better one, or to protect the efforts of a demon god and keep the original supreme power as it was at the beginning. Since the plan was interrupted by the grass dragon——

The supreme existence that the Red King worshipped stood in front of his mausoleum, looking at the endless wind and sand.

Once, forbidden knowledge polluted the ancient desert country, and the glorious civilization collapsed. The noble gods destroyed themselves in the despair of their people. This is a great sorrow.

As the leader of the human beings in the collapsed world, Hua Yi has been standing at the forefront to cut through the thorns and thorns, just to keep the fire of civilization burning. He learned that a brilliant country ended in this way. Today, in the vast desert, the largest town has fallen to Aru Village, a veritable village. How can he not sigh and regret?

I don't need the Taixu Sword God or the Taixu Sword Qi, I will use the power of the Red King to clear the remaining taboo knowledge in the desert and complete the unfinished work of the gods.

Hu——

The wind is blowing.

Even though the Great Red Sand Sea is covered by wind and sand all year round, Apepu, the Water and Fire Yaksha Fanan and Yingda, as well as Ying and Youlan Daier, who are suppressed in the space cage, all have the same idea.

The power of the Red King that Hua Yi had analyzed long ago was seized and driven by him, and the ownerless power that was free from the mausoleum of the gods was reborn. The yellow sand has spirits, not rising with the wind, but the wind is born because of their circulation.

They are the manifestation of power and the miracles that walk on the earth.

The Great Red Sand Sea is roaring, and for the sake of the prosperous civilization that once took root on it, it is taking revenge on the forbidden dark power that took away everything.

Yes, the Red King cannot properly handle the taboo (afbg) knowledge, but this does not mean that the power of the Red King is destined to be restrained by taboo knowledge.

Is there an indestructible spear or an indestructible shield in the world?

After exhausting the truth of the world, humans found that many truths are only effective under certain conditions.

And the truth that Huayi is about to reveal to the desert's former doomsday is that the reason why taboos are taboos is because they have not encountered something that can destroy them.

To this day, the desert people have forgotten the real history, but have never forgotten the name of the Red King.

The strong cities that lined the Great Red Sand Sea have all collapsed, and many people have left their homes and gone to the rainforest to make a living.

However, there are always some people who are willing to stay in their hometowns and notYearning for the prosperity outside.

Gods have their own passions, and people have their own persistence. Hua Yi wants to gather all the traces engraved on the desert, the love and hatred, despair and ideals scattered between heaven and earth, into the power of the Red King, and vent them towards the ulcer deep in the sand sea.

"Yellow sand of this world, run!!"

Let the painful groans of the patients with magic scales turn into roars, and condense the blood and tears of those who witnessed the end of civilization into long spears.

The yellow sand filled the sky and the red sea was turbulent, but it did not damage the Red King's Mausoleum in the slightest, nor did it affect Ying, Falushan and others.

Even the solitary king of the high tower of Mond, the so-called tyrant Decarapian, never intended to harm his subjects and land.

The strong wind once blew the people in the high tower unable to get up, but if the demon god did not control the power, how could the small and weak mortals save their lives under the authority of God.

The Red King is not a tyrant.

Under Hua Yi's control, the power of the sea of ​​sand exploded with unprecedented might, the golden divine light shone in all directions, the great wishes of the ancient creatures resonated with the great love of the gods, and played the song of civilization.

How sad it was in the past, how generous it is now. (To read the violent novel, go to Fulu Novel Network!)

The grass dragon and the yaksha stared blankly, watching the yellow sand sweeping across the sky and the earth, evolving into tens of millions of soldiers and horses.

The soldiers condensed by the sand wore the armor of the ancient country, held the weapons of the ancient country, and lined up between heaven and earth.

They are not real lives, but sand soldiers condensed by Hua Yi using the power of the Red King and the traces left by the ancestors of the desert.

If the sand soldiers had spirits, they should kneel down and worship the emperor who awakened the sea of ​​sand. However, at this moment, the warriors made of yellow sand have only one mission: to eliminate taboos and kill ominous things for the land that was once polluted by taboo knowledge, for the once glorious civilization, and for the compatriots who once shed blood and tears.

The army charged forward, passing through the sand dunes but not destroying them, and passing through the oasis but not trampling them.

Only the dead zone hidden in the yellow sand was crushed by swords and spears, and the disaster power flowing in the earth veins was flattened by axes and hooks.

Under the Red King's Mausoleum is the largest taboo siltation in the desert.

The deceased monarch of the desert enshrined the supreme power in the mausoleum and suppressed the remaining disasters.

Darkness rose, and taboos that could not be preserved were revealed. However, before anything could be ground into colorless dust and create the final scenery, it was already buried by the yellow sand.

Taboo knowledge is not an indestructible shield. Hua Yi took out an indestructible spear.

Using the power of the Red King as the blade and the wishes of the ancient ancestors as the bones, he completed the unfinished work of desert civilization.

Boom boom boom...

The depths of the desert were uninhabited. Except for the people present, no desert people had the honor to hear the roar of the divine power over the taboos. The dust raised by the sandstorms that never dissipated all year round covered thousands of sand soldiers, and these countless powerful creations, after completing their mission, also disintegrated like a dream bubble, turning into an ordinary grain in the sea of ​​sand.

Only the cheering and galloping yellow sands surrounding Hua Yi could hear the roar of the divine power over the taboos., desperately squeezed away the other elemental forces in the space, and never allowed ministers other than himself to get close to the monarch.

Apep didn't know what the other elemental forces were like, but he could clearly feel that the grass elemental force was about to go berserk, and fought with Huangsha for the position of a close minister beside Huayi.

The power of the Red King was so easily mobilized by people other than the Red King, and it burst out with overwhelming power. Huangsha and various elemental forces seemed to be competing for favor, almost evolving into mysteries and competing for magic.

Everything was beyond the cognition of the ancient dragon.

It was terrified, and tremblingly adjusted its crawling posture in the space cage, like a prisoner sitting upright when he was about to be judged. .