648 Chapter 427: The Divine Artifact's Whereabouts
The power that had been dormant for a long time awakened deep within this bloodline.
The infinite power of sand surged around Richard.
That spread to a thousand meters away with him at the center.
The endless sand seemed to have lost its gravity and began to float.
The grains revolved around him.
The desert cheered for its lord!
The god's ancient tree, Emily, Sel… All the champions looked at the center of attention, and their eyes burned.
They could feel a terrifying aura brewed in Richard's body.
It was like a young dragon was about to break out of its shell.
Five minutes, ten minutes, one hour, two hours…
Time quickly passed.
The sand floated in the air and spread to ten kilometers away.
Grains of sand shrouded the entire sky. The floating yellow sand seemed to form an ocean.
Everyone had become a life form living in the ocean of yellow sand.
Extremely visual impact.
The vast body of the god's ancient tree held its roots not far away. It looked around like a tiger that eyed its prey. The lord protected it with the fiercest posture.
Thousands of dark treants formed a forbidden forest and surrounded Richard.
In the sky, the stone statues of the dead, the skeleton blood dragon, and venomous wasps formed an airtight defensive formation.
They would have to face the sharp edge of these troops first if the enemy launched a surprise attack.
Twilight City.
In the dark dungeon.
The lord of the dunes had aged an aura. It leaned against the cold wall of the dungeon. Suddenly, it seemed to have sensed something and turned its head to look toward a direction.
The power of yellow sand…
Its gaze became utterly complicated.
The desert cheered.
The human overlord received the blessing of the desert once again.
The Dune Lord sighed after a long time.
It dragged its weak body to the front of the cell door and faced the guards through the steel cage as thick as its wrist.
"Sir…"
It sounded as if it had not eaten for ten days.
There was an indescribable weakness.
The soldiers at the door immediately walked over.
They stared at the other party.
"What's the matter?"
"Please, help me tell your lord I know where the other Twilight force is."
The soldier said calmly without any change in expression.
"Anything else?"
The Dune Lord raised its eyelids and its voice.
"He can come to me if he finds a crystal coffin in my city!"
"Write it down. Is there anything else?"
"For now, that's all. I'll have to trouble you..."
The Dune Lord felt inexplicably embarrassed after it said that.
It was once the ruler of the desert of death!
It had to lower its voice to the prison guard.
It let out a long sigh as it watched the guard leave.
Intense unwillingness engulfed its eyes.
It did not want to die like a coward. It had just escaped from the seal and still wanted to rule the desert of death!
The Dune Lord wanted to live, to live very, very well…
Death, this was a word it had despised before.
The disdain it had for death in the heart was ruthlessly shattered when it could descend. There was no room for survival.
The Dune Lord realized that in this world, to live was everything when the soldiers locked it up in the narrow and dark dungeon.
The lord of the dunes would have nothing if it died.
It could not have mingled with the kobold god if it were a person who breaks.
The Dune Lord felt that time froze after the guard left.
Every second felt like torture.
One hour, two hours…
Suddenly, a terrifying aura surged in from outside.
'Whoosh!'. The endless sound of the sandstorm resounded through the world. One could hear it even underground.
The Dune Lord raised its head, and the emotions in its eyes became increasingly complicated.
The second stage of the power of yellow sand!
A grace mainland overlord possessed extraordinary or even legendary powers…
The other party's future was simply limitless.
Moreover... It still had the Crimson Moon.
The lord of the dunes thought of the Crimson Moon that emitted an aura and trembled its soul and the extracted soul of the kobold. The Dune Lord's eyes darkened.
Who would have thought that the grace mainland overlord could achieve the final victory after a transcendent and a god joined hands?
After an unknown period.
The aura that swept across the world like a sandstorm finally dissipated.
The Dune Lord's heart tightened.
It was like a sinner that waited for the judge's final verdict. It feared what the guardian had to say. That the master was not interested in seeing him? Or... Drag it out and slay it?
Great terror lies between life and death.
The feeling one could take one's life at any moment was soul-tormenting.
At this moment, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap…
Everyone could hear the sound of leather boots that stepped on the stone slabs from afar. The Dune Lord turned its head abruptly and used all its strength to sit straight up. It looked at the source of the sound.
The source slowly approached.
The first thing that caught its eye was a pair of high-riding boots made of unique material. There was a faint trace of blood on them. That made people feel a little cold and fierce.
The Dune Lord looked up. Its gaze followed the snow-white robe engraved with dark patterns on his head.
He was a handsome and extraordinary face. The figure lingered in the thoughts coupled with his unique temperament.
The starry sky's deep pair of eyes was like a black hole that attracted all attention.
"I heard that you wanted to see me?"
The indifferent voice was like the judge when it heard the final sentence. The lord of the dunes instantly quivered and returned to its senses.
It glanced at the stalwart figure who had stepped on it with a complicated gaze.
It eventually lowered its head and humbly spoke like the surprised figure outside the cage.
"Respected Lord Richard, I apologize for my recklessness…"
Richard looked at the Dune Lord. It lowered its head. Richard's eyes narrowed.
He rushed over as soon as he woke up.
He couldn't just ignore the sleeping being in the crystal coffin.
However, at this moment, confusion filled his heart.
Why has the other party's attitude changed so drastically?
Richard did sense unusual fluctuation in the other party's aura. There was no trace of hatred on his face. The situation stirred Richard's emotions.
A once high and mighty transcendent now lowered its head before him.
It begged mercy from the victor.
Once upon a time, people regarded even the level 15 desert dragon in Twilight City as an invincible top-tier boss.
Now, a transcendent who could destroy an entire city humbly knelt. Even though he was sitting, It knelt, even though it sat.
The lord of the dune's actions allowed Richard to experience the growth of Twilight City and his power.
That feeling fascinated him.
He took a few deep breaths to suppress the subtle emotions in his heart.
He said slowly, "Dune Lord, I don't know your name."
The Dune Lord heaved a sigh of relief when Richard softened its tone.
It responded in a deep voice.
"Lord Richard, Maddie, I offer you my most noble greetings."
Richard narrowed his eyes.
"Maddie, I need to know why you changed your attitude."
The Dune Lord raised its head and looked at the figure outside the cage.
The other party seemed lofty when fate was no longer under its control.
"Lord Richard, I… Fear death."
The Dune Lord said these words frankly without reservation.
Richard looked into its eyes and nodded slowly.
"I acknowledge your thoughts.
"I can spare your life. But you have to acknowledge the losses you've caused Twilight City… So, what do you plan to use in exchange for your life?
"At the same time, what should we use to resolve our previous hatred?"
Richard looked at the figure that aged with interest afterward.
The Dune Lord took a deep breath.
"I know where the other portion of the power of yellow sand is."
Richard shook his head.
"Not enough."
Dune Lord continued.
"I can tell you the origin of the mysterious existence where one has extracted its energy if you find that crystal coffin in the treasure vault. At the same time, I can tell you the method to extract its energy back."
Richard narrowed his eyes.
"Not enough."
The Dune Lord let out a long breath.
"I know the secret of the kobold god becoming a god."
Richard said lightly.
"Not enough."
The Dune Lord gritted its teeth and said stiffly.
"I once hid several treasures in an ancient ruin to prevent accidents. I would give all the treasures I've stored to you..."
The lord of the dunes added.
"Not only do I have tens of millions of rare resources in my treasury, but I also have hundreds of radiant moon-level lairs. And… And a divine artifact."
Richard's face finally changed.
He stared straight at him.
"A divine artifact?"
The Dune Lord finally heaved a sigh of relief when Richard's expression softened.
Its plan had finally moved the lord who controlled its fate.
"That's right, a divine artifact!"
Richard narrowed his eyes.
"Then why didn't you bring it with you instead of sealing it in the treasury?"
The Dune Lord said bitterly.
"I accidentally obtained it from the battlefield ruins of the battle of gods hundreds of thousands of years ago."
"A restriction has locked that divine artifact down. One hasn't opened it yet, although its master has fallen…"
The outsiders could not use it.
"An accident happened before I could find a way to break the restriction."
Richard said slowly, "Which god did that divine artifact belong to?"
"I don't know. When I first discovered it, I only found it on a god's arm. Too many gods have fallen in the war between gods. So it's hard to determine."
Richard heard this, and his expression softened. He looked at the Dune Lord.
"Your bargaining chip has moved me."
"I need to know where that ancient ruin is."
The Dune Lord raised its spirits and hurriedly said, "I hid the treasury in the crystal coffin!"
