Versatile Mage: Get the Desert Emperor clone at the start

Chapter 359 The Desert Emperor - Azir's Arrival

The Bermuda Triangle's profound will, which had been focused solely on the Silverwing Ant Queen, suddenly shifted.

Deep within the vortex, it seemed as if a pair of invisible eyes suddenly opened, locking onto the golden figure that had suddenly appeared on the blazing sun disc.

Azir, bathed in divine light, stood at the center of the disc. His voice, calm yet penetrating the roar of energy, resounded clearly throughout the heavens and earth:

"Get out of the way. Otherwise, we'll wipe out the Bermuda Triangle."

silence.

It wasn't that there was silence, but rather that all the surging tides of energy seemed to freeze at this moment, just to digest this extremely arrogant statement.

The Bermuda Triangle existed for so long that it caused continental plates to drift. It listened to the whispers of the deep sea, witnessed the rise and fall of civilizations, and even buried countless arrogant self-proclaimed gods.

It also remembered that many years ago, a so-called "Lord of the Sahara" with similar scorching power had fought against him and been defeated.

At this moment, although Azir was high above the sun disk, and the pressure he exuded caused the space to distort slightly, the Bermuda Emperor's will did not show the slightest fear. Instead, it surged with a sense of absurdity and rage as if he had been provoked.

"What a boastful tone!"

Its response was not through sound, but through vibrations that spread across the entire sea.

Each word is like billions of ocean waves roaring, or like the rumble of countless spaces collapsing and squeezing, heavily impacting reality.

Azir said no more.

Strong people never need repeated warnings.

He slowly raised one hand, and the space in front of him was instantly filled with countless dazzling golden sand grains.

These grains of sand were not inanimate objects; each one contained the ultimate essence of solar fire and an immortal will. They frantically converged and shaped themselves, forming a dragon's head, body, claws, and scales—in an instant, they transformed into two enormous golden dragons, entirely composed of flowing yellow sand and blazing divine light!

The moment the dragon took shape, it let out a roar, and then, carrying a terrifying power that could scorch the heavens and boil the seas, it charged towards the huge ocean whirlpool below from the left and right!

Although the fog has lifted in the Bermuda Triangle region, its eerie nature as a natural forbidden zone has not disappeared.

The space in front of the dragon seemed to come alive, generating an invisible, viscous, and distorting force that frantically squeezed and twisted the dragon's body, attempting to tear apart and digest this violent energy into nothingness.

However, the golden dragon was a manifestation of the Tsar's divine power and was completely unafraid of such distortion.

The dragon's body flashed with light, and countless grains of sand burst into flames like miniature suns, burning through the spatial blockage with incredible speed. The dragon's eyes were locked on the core of the vortex!

The Bermuda Triangle, deep within the vortex, seemed to be genuinely enraged.

The two deep vortexes suddenly accelerated their rotation, and a vast expanse of azure energy burst forth. It was not simply water element, but a power that combined the laws of chaos and fragments of space.

This force also rapidly condensed in the air, eventually transforming into two deep-sea dragons, their bodies a deep blue and their size no less than that of the Golden Sands Dragon!
The blue dragon's body seemed to be formed from the most turbulent ocean and the coldest dark currents; wherever it passed, even light was drawn into its dark cavity.

The next second, the pure, yang power of the desert godhood clashed with the deep, yin power of the ocean chaos!

The golden sand dragon and the deep sea dragon collided with a deafening roar, without any fancy moves!

Rumble——! ! !
The terrifying shockwave, beyond description, spread out suddenly like a ring of destruction!
The sea surface below was instantly pressed into a huge depression with a diameter of over hundreds of kilometers, which then stirred up towering waves thousands of meters high!

The turbulent energy tore at the sky and the sea, unleashing bursts of chaotic torrents. Such aftershocks would surely injure or even kill anyone who did not reach the Emperor level. However, surprisingly, when the shockwaves swept towards the floating Bermuda Islands, they seemed to collide with a distorted space.

On the surface of each island, ancient runes, each unique and incredibly complex, appeared—sometimes as gentle curtains of water, sometimes as distorted spatial barriers, sometimes as eerie force fields that absorbed energy… They flickered slightly, subtly dissolving and dispersing the devastating impact.

These islands indeed possess a formidable hidden power!
Azir's gaze flickered slightly for the first time, as if he had developed a hint of interest in the islands.

But his attacks did not stop.

Just as the two dragons were still tearing at each other and their energy was constantly being annihilated, the Tsar made his move again.

He didn't change his posture, but simply pressed down lightly.

In an instant, the sky darkened.

A giant hand appeared out of thin air—composed of an endless sea of ​​sand and boiling solar fire, its palm lines resembling mountain ranges and ravines, with lightning crackling around its fingertips.

Its size seemed to be able to cover several islands below with one hand, carrying an absolute power like the collapse of the sky, and it pressed down mercilessly!

The target is those two vortexes!
This time, the Bermuda Tribe did not directly draw upon its power from the vortex to withstand the attack.

Suddenly, several floating islands below roared!

An island trembled violently, and huge cracks appeared on the ground. A torrent of deathly gray energy surged out. It was a bone-corroding resentment force formed by countless dead souls and ancient grudges, roaring as it rushed towards the sky.

The adjacent island radiated a holy light, with a pure white pillar of light shooting into the sky.

Further away, the space surrounding the third island began to twist and fold irregularly, spreading out a grayish-purple, extremely unstable chaotic energy.

……

Several streams of violent energy with diametrically opposed properties, which should have repelled each other, were "fused" in the air under the forceful control of the Bermuda Emperor's will.

Intertwined together, they formed a colorful and dazzling composite barrier.

boom--! ! !
The giant hand clashed violently with the barrier!
Above the barrier, light flashed wildly as countless energies desperately resisted the pure, overwhelming power of the sun god.

With a cracking sound, the seemingly magical composite barrier could not withstand the Tsar's attack and exploded into countless energy specks scattered across the sky!

However, the opponent's strategy was not entirely defensive.

The core of the first vortex, which had been slowly rotating, suddenly lit up.

A "vast ocean breath," as deep as a ten-thousand-meter abyss, condensed and pressed straight down on Azir, who was perched high atop the sun disk!
However, Azir's golden eyes remained calm and unmoved in the face of this terrifying counterattack.

He didn't even move an inch. The huge sun disk behind him trembled slightly, and then shot out three extremely golden beams of light, which accurately met the breath of the vast sea.

laugh--!
The intense sunlight of the sun and the intense yin breath of the ocean clashed fiercely. The azure energy torrent rapidly evaporated and dissipated under the continuous scorching of the golden light, eventually returning to nothingness together.

At the same moment that he neutralized the opponent's counterattack, Azir's giant hand, which had been slightly halted by the barrier, slammed down again with an even more ferocious force!
This time, nothing can stop us!

(End of this chapter)