Versatile Mage: Get the Desert Emperor clone at the start

Chapter 342 Forced "Tour" of the Shurima Empire
The people of the Parthenon Temple could see from afar the terrifying explosion in the direction of the Golden Sands, which suddenly lit up, then violently contracted and finally transformed into a destructive energy ring that suddenly spread out. Even from a great distance, they could feel the violent magical impact.

Temple Mother Pamishi's expression hardened, and she immediately said in a deep voice, "It's the people from the Holy City... They've been exposed, they must have been fighting with the demons of the Golden Sand Domain."

One of the Golden Knights said, "If they don't heed our advice, the demons here are not to be trifled with. They are probably doomed."

"The solar disk has been activated! This area will soon be completely covered by a large number of desert monsters. We can't stay any longer, we must leave immediately!"

They had tried to dissuade the Holy City out of a sense of morality, but the city insisted on its own way and chose to take the risk.

At this moment, although they felt a pang of sympathy, they were powerless to change anything, and self-preservation became their top priority.

We must get away from this dangerous place as soon as possible to avoid being affected by the impending, frenzied purge of the Holy City.

Meanwhile, the remnants of the Holy City, who had just escaped death from the Golden Sands Domain, didn't even have time to be immersed in grief over Remiel's heroic sacrifice.

Driven by the instinct for survival, they retreated frantically along the path they had come from, wanting only to get as far away as possible from the deadly desert that had swallowed their companions.

Michael was pale, the luster on his wings had dimmed, and his heart was overwhelmed by endless pain and self-blame.

It was his stubbornness and misjudgment that led him to underestimate the terror of Shurima, which led the team into a desperate situation and ultimately forced Remiel to self-destruct in order to buy them a chance to survive, causing the already severely damaged Holy City to suffer irreparable losses once again.

Having witnessed firsthand the relentless suppression of the Sun Disc and the unfathomable, terrifying power of the Sand Emperor, he finally realized that Parthenon's advice was correct.

Within the Shurima Empire, any act of "military action" that crosses the boundaries is tantamount to suicide.

Just as Michael was consumed by remorse, Raphael bravely stepped forward, suppressing his grief.

He took command and said, "There's no time to wallow in grief! With such a huge commotion, the desert demons' frenzied counterattack could come in an instant!"

"We are too big a target; if we gather together, we will be easily locked on and surrounded!"

"Everyone, listen up: Immediately break into smaller groups of three to four people each, disperse, and retreat southwards! Remember, conceal your movements, survival is paramount! Move out!"

Upon receiving the order, the remaining forces of the Holy City immediately displayed extremely high discipline, quickly and silently dividing into several small teams and dispersing in different directions.

Raphael grabbed the still somewhat distraught Michael and growled, "Michael! Cheer up! Now is not the time for you to give up! Leading everyone to survive and getting them out of this wasteland is the greatest tribute to Remiel's sacrifice! Let's go!"

Meanwhile, at the epicenter of the explosion.

Just as Remiel charged forward resolutely, his internal energy about to explode completely, the experienced Sand Emperor had already become wary.

Instead of brazenly taking the hit, he raised one arm and, with an ancient and mysterious trajectory, rapidly traced an incredibly complex sun rune in the air.

This mark instantly resonated strangely with the sun disk hanging high in the sky!
A radiant beam of sunlight, as solid as a celestial pillar, suddenly descended and merged with the boiling golden sand around him, forming an indestructible, sacred barrier flowing with liquid golden light.

"boom--!!!"

Remiel's self-destruction, fueled by the power of the sun disk, slammed into the sand barrier, unleashing terrifying force.

However, despite the violent tremors and the evaporation of countless golden sands, the barrier remained unbroken.

The figure of the Sand Emperor swayed slightly behind the explosion and was not harmed in any way.

Many demons in the Shurima Empire now skillfully utilize the power of the Sun Disc, their strength enhanced wherever they are exposed to its light. His cold, golden pupils pierced through the gradually calming energy turbulence, gazing upon the Holy City's inhabitants who had fled far away, reduced to scattered black dots.

He did not order the demon army of Jinsha Domain to pursue them.

The Shurima Empire today, under the will of Tsar Azir, is well-ordered, with clearly defined territories, each with its own guardians and management system.

Now that these intruders have escaped his Golden Sand Domain, the guardians of other areas will naturally deal with them.

Moreover, His Majesty's decree was for him to guard this place and defend against threats from the sea, not to leave the defense zone to wipe out a few insignificant "land rats".

No matter where they flee to in Shurima, the local demon army will come to hunt them down.

Subsequently, the figure of the Flowing Sand Emperor gradually disappeared into the Golden Sand Domain.

Meanwhile, Michael, Raphael, Shaka, and several other Saint Shadows formed their own small teams and made a difficult infiltration journey southward.

Along the way, they discovered that the Shurima Empire was not just a desolate expanse of yellow sand as they had imagined.

As they carefully crossed the Red Sea, they came across a vast, vibrant oasis!

Clear water irrigates lush vegetation, and strange desert creatures inhabit this place, creating a stunning, almost miraculous contrast with the endless sea of ​​sand surrounding it—a breathtakingly beautiful sight.

The Red Sea was buried by Tsar Aziz long ago, which opened up the Sahara and Arabian deserts.

This area was then transformed into a desert oasis, and at the heart of the oasis is a "Sun Spring".

After the Nile was buried, the Tsar recreated a river that flowed through the entire Shurima Empire.

The "Sun Spring" in the center of the oasis is the starting point.

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To evade the pursuit and attacks of various demon patrols, they had to crawl into narrow rock crevices, hide under scorching sand dunes, and even take advantage of the brief darkness to travel at full speed. They endured countless hardships, and each of them sustained new wounds.

The hardships along the way finally wore down Michael's former pride and stubbornness.

He became extremely cautious, even somewhat paranoid.

Once he sensed an anomaly in the energy field ahead, or an unnatural regularity in the terrain, he immediately and without hesitation ordered everyone to detour.

If you encounter sandy areas that shimmer with a rich golden light—go around them!

In the distance, you can see what appears to be an ancient fortress built by desert demons—go around it!

This extreme caution forced them to take many detours and "tour" the vast Shurima Empire.

At the same time, they discovered that within this vast empire, demons of different races would fight for territory and resources, but the scale of the conflict was strictly limited to a certain range, at most reaching the level of a minor monarch.

Everything here appears to be in perfect order.

(End of this chapter)