Chapter 1314: The Legendary Eternal Oasis, the Red King's Crystal Cup, the Spirit of the Flower
The Palace of Foolishness.
The palace where the king's authority is buried.
In ancient times, the old people of the desert holy city of Gur worshipped the desert god king in these corridors and halls, but forgetfulness made the dignity and nobility lose their meaning.
Jiang Yi walked on the yellow sand, walked on the endless palace under the yellow sand, step by step, and walked up to the spiral mountain that rose like a staircase in front of him.
The shadows gathered under my feet, like the bottomless night sky.
The sky was dark, and a fierce wind blew sand and dust like bullets all the way to the end of the horizon behind.
Before our eyes is a giant sandstorm stretching from the sky to the ground.
The black and gray tornado was more than several thousand miles in diameter, and the gray clouds in the sky turned into a vortex so vast that it seemed like the source of the entire Sumeru sandstorm.
With every step forward, the wind became stronger and faster.
The black shadows of the trees on the hill were rolling up flags of unclear color, and torn fabrics were flying in the strong wind. The roars of monsters could be heard in the distance, and the sound of rustling robes was covered by the overwhelming dust.
The ground is shaking.
That is the disease that the World Tree manifests in the world.
Earthquakes and sandstorms flooded the world.
In the darkness, underground in the desert, in the endless maze and ruins, some of the power belonging to the desert dead zone is moving and converging.
Attracted by the shadow under Jiang Yi's feet that contained everything.
The nameless traveler has not yet reached the center of the mountain. The last human eye of the traveler has shattered into sand, leaving only a vague obsession that continues to drive his body forward.
The mountains are far away, but they are very close to travelers.
However, distance loses its meaning at this moment, because it is the mind, not the distance, that determines whether the traveler can reach the mountain.
This mountain is called "Dama Mountain".
A sacred mountain in the eyes of desert people, the Valley of the Kings in ancient times, the source of all authority.
This source not only describes the power of the desert god and king, but also expresses it as the source of real springs and rivers.
In ancient times, all water used by the mortal kingdom of the desert oasis was drawn from this mountain.
People hollowed out the mountains and built water supply stations that were as magnificent as palaces, allowing clear mountain springs to flow out of the mountains and through an intricate network of pipelines, turning the boundless desert into a lush paradise and a land of life.
At this moment, the water is gone, the paradise no longer exists, only quicksand is flowing in the pipe like water.
"A lackey from the Order of the Holy Orders from the rain forest."
"No need to say it!"
“We’re not leaving here.”
“This is our tribe, our home.”
"You said that some inexplicable disaster was going to happen, and you told us to leave this territory like stray dogs and enter some fertile land or land of hope?"
"Who knows if this is a plot by you rainforest people to trick us out and then set an ambush."
"Just like you don't welcome those northerners, get out of here as soon as possible!"
“Otherwise, we don’t mind giving extra food to the crocodiles that the river keeps.”
The tall desert man holding a sword looked at the blonde girl and the white elf in front of him with cold and sneering eyes.
He has heard a lot of alarmist rumors. Do you think he was brought up by fear?
This is the south of Mount Dama.
The spiral stratigraphic lines formed countless scimitar-like gullies in the sand plains, in which hidden were lost ancient cities and the wandering tribes that lived there.
From Mount Dama from north to south and from east to west, including the surrounding Fool's Palace, the Chirping Sands, and the Iron Dunes, a vast territory is collectively called the "Thousand Valleys Sand Land" in Xumi.
There is the Giant's Canyon in the "Thousand Valleys of Sand", the Corridor of the Dead, the Tanit Campground,
Tanit Campground is a large area where a desert tribe called "Tanit" stays.
It is located in a canyon sheltered from the wind and sand and amidst the ruins of an ancient temple building.
There is a small river at the bottom of the canyon that provides water.
Many tents are located on both sides of the cliff, and a series of trestle bridges made of wooden boards and ropes connect the two ends.
"Really, really, really... I'm so pissed!" Paimeng stamped his feet in anger. "We informed you with good intentions, but you guys just have this attitude. This is..."
"No matter how hard you try, you can't persuade that damn devil!" She had given up the idea of convincing the tribesman to flee.
Ying decided to keep trying.
It's not just because the disaster will come from her friend Jiang Yi, but also because she doesn't want Jiang Yi to have the chance to wake up and find out that she has destroyed many tribes and feel guilty.
The tribe in front of them was actually not on the friendly list given by Rahman of Aru Village.
The desert may seem desolate, but in fact there are many trade routes, and many gilded brigades and tribes are connected. If there is any news, it will spread quickly and widely through the trade routes.
There are large uninhabited areas in the Land of Fertility that are willing to accept these desert tribes, and a few tribes set out early for the Land of Hope.
But many tribes that had committed crimes rejected this tempting gift.
Although they say that they can atone for their sins by building a land of hope, is it important for them, the true desert people, to give up their freedom and gain a wealthy life?
Besides, there are oases in the desert.
"Please inform Madam Babel of your tribe again and tell her that if she doesn't leave now, it will be too late." This is not the first day that Ying has been here. She has come here to persuade many times and has also found out who is the leader of this tribe.
"The mistress has already responded. We will not leave." The desert man crossed his arms, "Please don't talk nonsense. A disaster that could affect the entire desert and no one can escape?"
"We, the desert people living here, don't have any communication with you rainforest people? Ha!"
"Wouldn't this disaster have anything to do with you?"
His casual remark almost exposed Paimon.
Fortunately, I held back.
"I... will come again tomorrow." Ying knew that today's conversation ended here.
She would try to persuade him twice more.
In addition to the Tanit tribe, there is also a secret place in the northeast of Mount Dama.
It is called the "Hall of the Five Oases".
In ancient times, the ancestors of the desert city of Gur built a hermitage there to commemorate the Lord of the Desert.
Today, the hermitage serves as a refuge for countless desert dwellers seeking refuge from the yellow sand.
The people over there felt that the hermitage was safe and also had no intention of leaving.
There are many such tribes.
The Desert Man watched Ying and Paimon leave.
Someone nearby said "Pooh".
"A land of abundance, a land of hope? How can the miracles created by a false human god be compared to the great achievements that the Scarlet King had created!"
"As long as the tribe finds the 'Eternal Oasis', all the people in the desert will return to this authority, and we will be the ones who follow Madam Babel to exercise authority."
Others continued patrolling with swords in hand.
In the legends passed down by word of mouth among the desert people.
The "Eternal Oasis" is hidden in the center of the Dama Mountain sandstorm.
The tribe’s ideal is right here, so why would they leave?
and.
Some traitors appeared in the tribe and colluded with the Snow Country people from the north, revealing the news of the "Eternal Oasis".
Kill!
"Actually, it doesn't matter if we don't persuade them!" Paimon sighed and said to Ying, "It seems that these people are not good people."
"Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. If you send Mongo to save more people, you will also get the Buddha's light that Jiang Yi talked about! Then you can become the real altar purifier as Jiang Yi said." Ying said with a smile to comfort him.
"I, the altar purifier, have never eaten an offering!" Paimon thought of this and became angry again, "Forget it, forget it. I don't want to eat the 'real offerings' that everyone will prepare for that guy in the future."
Thinking of the banquet, her heart softened.
Ying looked up at the dark red clouds covering the desert with dust.
There is a kind of calm before the storm.
What state is Jiang Yi in at this moment? Has he really lost the last bit of his sanity?
"You can always trust Jiang Yi who still likes buns." She suddenly remembered those words and closed her eyes.
I feel a little blocked in my heart.
……
The sandstorm that occupied the space between heaven and earth seemed to last forever.
The divine power of the Red King Akhmar prevented all human beings from coveting the land in the center of Mount Dama.
The sandstorm turned into a powerful and violent black-gray cloud barrier, turning the area where it was located into a restricted area where no living creature could advance.
Whether it is outside the mountain, inside the mountain, or in the tunnels of the earth.
Countless people searched for the "Eternal Oasis" and peeked into the central ruins of Mount Dama, and their bones were buried in the yellow sand.
Among them were many people from the Tanit tribe, the Fatui from afar, and adventurers who came in unexpectedly...
This is a cursed land, a underworld from which there is no return.
The traveler in yellow finally reached the top of the spiral mountain.
The terrifying black dust tornado barrier that contained divine power could not block anything.
Even the endless gale that blew up trees, carriages, and houses and shredded flesh and blood into broken limbs did not move his light body at all.
Steadily, you can walk on the cliffs as if you were walking on flat ground.
Walk up straight at a 90-degree angle.
There is no sunlight in this dark restricted area, but the shadows of travelers are clearly visible under the sky with swirling gray clouds.
This shadow is not formed by sunlight, but is a part of life.
Just like the clothes now, they have become a part of the traveler.
Like flesh and blood to living things, like rock to the planets.
A little bit of azure light began to spread on the traveler's body like a star ring. The star ring was composed of thousands of tiny cubes, and each azure cube was like a cosmic meteorite.
Locked under the yellow clothes, there is an indescribable body as vast as a nebula in the universe.
The divine barrier of the Red King was broken, and the Traveler, the Nameless One, and the One with the Name of All Things stepped into the center of the giant mountain where the sandstorm was swirling.
So, he fell face down, into the endless darkness that was the eye of the sandstorm in the center of the mountain, falling, falling, falling.
The huge shadow it cast blocked out the sun.
Falling straight into the yellow sand.
The primordial baby was born into the heaven and earth.
There were sounds of silence, crying, insect chirping...indescribable sounds.
It is the voice of all things, the voice of the planets, the voice of the universe.
As a symbol of the fetus of all life, the source of all things, "Him" is a combination of yin and yang, with an appearance that is difficult to recognize and describe. The human word "baby" is just the remnant of the last obsession, and it allows all beings to describe "Him" in this way.
“His” “heartbeat”, which is also described in human terms, is the heartbeat of the universe, the heartbeat of Maya.
The newborn "Him" used the endless yellow sand of this place, the divine power of the Red King as his swaddling clothes, and Mount Dama as his cradle, and fell into his first dream.
That was the first dream of the "baby" after it woke up from its endless slumber of chaos and appeared in this world.
This dream is “His” first growth in the world.
This dream will make His consciousness, spirit and body sublime again.
The discordant noise in “Him’s” consciousness, the complete fusion of the faint human thoughts and divinity, and the failure to achieve unity in sleep, are “Him’s” innate defects.
