Original God: I am in Sumeru, and I become the God of Grass at the beginning

Luo Mu of the Royal Road Sand Corridor

originally thought that it would take a lot of time to find it, but he didn't expect that after stepping here, there seemed to be a force guiding him ahead.

After a while, a familiar light curtain came into view.

Still the same as last time, after reaching out to dissolve the light curtain, Luo Mu walked in.

At this time, the city of Mohenjo Daro was still very desolate, and there was no life as far as the eye could see.

After a few circles around the city, a familiar figure soon appeared not far away:

the human form of the grass ancestor sandworm Varshak, the young Shak.

"Shaq, are you still playing in the sand, do you know what has become of the outside?" Luo Mu squatted over and asked.

Shaq didn't stop his movements, still shoveling the sand with his small hands.

"I know that there seems to be a sandstorm outside, but it's not my fault, I've been guarding here, and the forbidden source of sand and dust hasn't spread in the slightest. "

Where did the sandstorm in Sumeru City come from

?" "I don't know, it's too strange......

" "There is still such a thing?"

Luo Mu pondered for a moment and proposed: "Let's leave here first, you accompany me to do a big deal, and by the way, go to find out the source of the sandstorm."

"I don't want to go.

Shaq shook his head, "I just need to protect this place, I just need to fulfill the promise, I don't care about anything else."

"Now that the wild sand is drifting towards the oasis, the land you once guarded is now becoming more and more desolate, is it when there is no rainforest in Sumeru, will you wake up from that dream?"

Luo Mu grabbed Shaq's hand, and his speech couldn't help but speed up a little:

"Isn't Solas the spokesperson of the grass and trees? His duty is to protect this land, and now his power is inherited by me, we should fight side by side again, just like five hundred years ago."

Hearing this, Shaq suddenly became extremely excited.

He shook off Luo Mu's hand, and the sand he was still holding in his palm was also sprinkled on the latter's body.

"You don't know anything, how dare you say that you inherit his power......? deceived everyone, for the sake of the so-called truth, he was even willing to give up his life

!" "Then aren't you curious about what the truth is he pursuing?"

Luo Mu slowly took out a flag-shaped substance from his chest, "How can a person like him die so easily? See for yourself what this is!"

"This ...... This is, the Grass God's Divine Heart, how can it be on you, but you are not him at all......"

Shaq froze in place, his face puzzled.

"It's not clear, just like you and my life, no one can say clearly.

Luo Mu lowered his voice and said, "You have completed your duties, you have done a good job, but now it's time to get out of here, let's go together to help the little auspicious grass king restore power, okay?"

Shaq sat on the ground, as if he hadn't recovered from the shock.

After a long time, he nodded lightly: "Sister Xiao Jixiang is very good to me, if it is to help her, I am willing to go with you...... But, if I leave, what will happen to

the sand here?" "What about the sand here......" Luo Mu smiled slightly, and wind elemental particles flashed in his palm.

A moment later, a tornado blew away all the sand in front of it.

was also blown away, as well as the obsession in Shaq's heart.

He was a little overwhelmed, not knowing whether to be angry or rejoicing.

For the past 500 years, he has tirelessly shoveled the sand with his hands in order to prevent the sand at the top of the pile from covering the nearby flowers and plants.

Back and forth, there is no point and no result.

Shaq slowly closed his eyes, and the figure of Solas quickly appeared in front of him.

When he was a little sandworm, the man was always with him, teaching him the knowledge of plants and trees, the principles of life, and the integration of rock and grass elements.

Together, they went through the Daedric War and spent the bloodiest years.

In the end, one became the grass ancestor sandworm, and the other became the respected grass ruler.

Although the ending is not satisfactory, the regrets of the past have been worn out too much by the years.

Shaq choked a little, rubbed his eyes slightly, and found that the sandpit in front of him had become a garden.

"When?!"

"Just when you close your eyes."

Luo Mu put his arm around Shaq's shoulder, "There are also flowers and plants under the sandpile, have you forgotten this? When the wind of the Pastoral City blows here, the worn veins of the wilderness will also be moistened." "

Well, would you like to go with me now?"

"Well, I'll go with you to help little Sister Jixiang!" Shaq took a deep breath, and a grass and yellow light immediately appeared around him.

After a breath, his body quickly grew larger, and various grass and wood cuts and rock bone armor also appeared on his body.

In the end, the whole picture of the grass ancestor sandworm Varshak appeared again, and this ancient city also trembled violently at the same time!

Luo Mu subconsciously swallowed his saliva, because although the grass ancestor sandworm in front of him was a little smaller than Brother Tuozi, he still felt a trace of panic when he looked up from below.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, "Wait, why are you transforming, are you afraid that others won't see it?"

Vashak opened his mouth slightly, quickly turned into a puff of dust, and then attached to Luo Mu's wrist.

"Can you still do this?"

Luo Mu moved his wrist and found that there was an insect-shaped pattern, which was emitting a faint glow outward.

Shaq's voice also came at the same time:

"With my current strength, I can't keep my original form for too long, and when it is most critical, you can call me out at the right time."

"Okay, great.

Mu Luo breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that there was another fierce general beside him.

Without much pause, he immediately got up and left, and hurried towards the base camp of the Gilded Brigade.

......

Next to Xunan Port, Luo Mu, the base camp of the Gilded Brigade

, wore a mask and carried a box, and walked in slowly.

The mercenaries around him glanced at him, but no one seemed interested in him.

After a while, a big man with a round face leaned over.

"Sir, what is the need, the people here are all brave and loyal!"

"Well, call all those who have the Vision into the inner sanctum, and the reward will be enough. Luo Mu said lightly.

"Sir, do you need holy soldiers?" most of them opened their mouths

, you ......" "Don't care so much, you just call!"

Luo Mu bypassed the big man and walked straight to the inner hall.

Some of the surrounding mercenaries immediately got up and quickly followed.

The big man in the inner hall

counted the number of people, and then closed the door tightly.

Luo Mu leaned on the main seat and threw the box he was carrying to the ground.

"These are relics from Liyue, and you who have the Vision should know the importance of these things.

"In the exchange of the Akademiya, any holy relic can be sold for hundreds of thousands of Mora, and now there are hundreds of sets in this box, and everyone who is willing to follow me later can share one set!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar.

What is the holy relic?

It is the ultimate equipment of the Teyvat Continent, and no matter how many people have money, they can't get it, but now a box suddenly appears!

" "Can you let me test one?"

"Yes. Luo Mu nodded and threw an empty cup over.

The man in the audience caught it, and his eyes quickly became hot, "It's true...... A genuine holy relic!I'm willing to do something with you!

" Luo Mu smiled slightly, and then heard another person say: "This condition is indeed tempting, but you haven't told us what to do.

"Yes, I almost forgot to say it. What I want you to do is very simple, tomorrow is not the Flower God Festival, I am going to take the little auspicious grass king away, and when the time comes, you can help me block the Sumeru army. Hearing

this, everyone fell silent for a while.

But soon, one person after another came to the stage.

"Brother, your vote is really big! We have long seen that the Akademiya is unhappy, so we will accompany you to do it when the time comes

!" "Okay, you just need to try your best to resist, you can retreat by yourself in case of danger of life, and I will teach you the skills of using various elements later!"

Luo Mu looked around and found that thirty-seven mercenaries had stepped onto the stage.

Although the number of these thirty-seven is small, each of them has a vision, which is enough to defeat ten of them.

As for the mercenaries who didn't join, they shrugged their shoulders and slowly left through the back door.

For these people, Luo Mu did not keep them, after all, they are essentially collecting money to do things, and there is really no need to take their lives.

In this way, a crazy plan gradually came to mind.

Success or failure, success or not, it all depends on tomorrow's Flower God Festival!