A Sorcerer’s Journey

Locust World.

The evolution of life is so magical that in the world of locusts, where the powerful wizard world has not yet been explored, there is a biological community called locusts, and they rule the years of this rich world, which is no longer countable.

In the distant years, the ancient locust world is no longer traceable.

There is no doubt, however, that some monuments contain references to the information of the god of the spider mother and the god of the brilliant roaches, who ruled the world of locusts in ancient times, not locusts.

Until one day…

The evolution of life in this world was changed by the birth of the locust fire god, who communicated with the unknown life of the exotic world and was able to open the doors of the world's tunnels, control the power of flames and souls, and transform the fear of enemies into his own.

The Locust Clan is a milestone in the evolution of life in this world.

The ancient era of alien gods ruling the world was completely overthrown by the great clan of locusts.

This biological community of edible plants, flame worshippers, glorifies the beauty of life and death, and, with its own powerful flaming soul power and near desperate numbers, enjoys the fear of its enemies, has completely become the master of the world.

And in the years to come.

The locust world went through several exotic world expedition battles, none of which ended in a great victory, and with the nourishment of the fresh souls of the exotic world, the locust world began locust flame God, and then seven flame gods were born.

Of the seven flaming gods.

During the Expedition of the Exotic World of the Locust World, three people fell and the remaining four flaming gods established powerful empires on the continent comparable to the Original Locust Fire God.

The five great empires of the locust world are the Original Locust Empire, the Dark Born Empire, the Dark Empire, the Dark Empire, and the Phantom Empire.

In addition to the five great empires occupying the richest and most vast areas of the continent, there are thousands of locust saints, large and small, with the potential to become a new generation of flaming gods, creating numerous dependent nations of varying sizes.

Extremely bitter places outside the rich continent live some ancient and extinct heterogeneous communities and become adventure parks for locust warriors.

There are, of course, the most mysterious locust guardians of the locust world, who travel through any corner of the world and follow over and over again anything that could pose a threat to the locust world.

Santa Nation.

Santa Saint has been alive for more than 3700 years.

3700 years is nothing compared to the Almost Immortal Great Flaming God, but compared to the brief life course of the Locust Clan, it is one of the only legendary ranks after the Great Flaming God.

Sword blade swimming, a ray of flaming soul power wandering, this sword essence and accumulative surge control has reached the peak of the common sword path of the Locust clan.

“Santa saints deserve to be the strongest saints of the Dark Empire, and I'm afraid there are few more worthy saints in the whole locust world, except those great and supreme gods of flames. ”

The talking female locust, about 1 m 7 tall, belonged to an extremely high figure in the locust clan.

Beautiful clothes made of unknown flame feathers filled with the fragrance of life, this female locust-like mouth praises the majestic male locust in front of her.

A common feature of every locust is a black flame burning over its head.

The sword blade is sheathed.

A metal armor, this male locust named Santa shook his head: “Lil, don't compliment me, it will make me proud and forget the humility of the blade of the blade of flaming soul. ”

Privately, Santa calls Lille the most glamorous beauty, a secret rumor rarely known to the Santa Nation.

looking up.

Santa's gaze passed through hundreds of layers of fire and looked up to the sun, which emitted endless flames of heat into the sky, whispering: “Without becoming the great god of flames, we are nothing but plain locusts in the sky sun. ”

Lille took a gentle step and walked to Santa, bringing a breathtaking fragrance of life and snuggling in Santa's arms.

“I believe you. ”

Only Santa alone can hear the voice, as if it were a murmur in his ear.

Holding the beauty gently, Santa still looks up to the sun in the sky and faintly says: “I have traveled through the whole locust world, but it is true, as you said, that while there are some hidden mighty saints in the world that deserve my respect, they can no longer bring me a stronger chance. ”

Lil snuggled in Santa's arms.

Although she was actually taller than Santa, she was shorter in the snuggle, so she looked up and asked: “I hear it's outside the Far North Ice Plains...”

“You mean the Ancient Fae? ”

Santa scoffed disdainfully: "It would be a shame if those ancient heathens, the younger generations of the future, let their ancestors bear witness to the glory of the great clan of locusts and perish like this. ”

More and more, Lil felt the strength of the Santa she relied on, but only sighed.

After all, I am only a regular locust, and in recent years I have felt less and less able to spend time with Santa.

With a strong attachment in her eyes, Lil enjoys Santa's final warmth.

“Lil. ”

Santa embraced the beautiful woman in her arms and said softly.

“Hmm?”

Lille closed her eyes and the voice almost came from deep down her throat, she just wanted to enjoy the tranquility.

“In a year's time, it will be our dark empire's turn to open the gates of the other world, this time with the intention of opening the gates of the world of the lair. I intend to venture into this world of slavery and absorb some new strange souls while using the inferior primitive creatures there to exercise my fiery soul fighting will. ”

Lil opened her eyes and looked at Santa.

“The slave world that once crashed into the god of mercy? ”

Santa nodded: "Exactly, the world of the lair is one of the most resistant in the exotic process of our great world of flaming souls. A powerful and brutal god of the exotic world killed the great god of mercy of the flaming soul, causing it to crash. ”

paused.

“Today, however, the nesting world is one of the six most enslaved worlds in the world of flaming souls, the richest of which are countless fresh and strange exotic souls," Santa sank. The extreme cold of the nesting world is a great place to quench the power of the flaming soul, plus those weird inferior primitive creatures, some of which lack the power of saints, can make me better sharpen the will to fight, more than a hundred times more effective than the ancient Fae. ”

At the end of the day, Santa's eyes filled with aspirations.

1500 years ago, it was that hive world soul harvest that he succeeded in breaking through to the locust saints and establishing his own kingdom in the midst of an unimaginable crisis in the locust world.

Lille barely revealed a smile, with a thick eye, and said softly: "You are the master of the kingdom of Santa, you are one of the most likely locust saints in the world of locusts to become a new generation of flaming gods. Your will will will will make those inferior exotic creatures tremble, crawl beneath your feet, accept your will sign and give their souls. ”

Santa smiled and hugged the beautiful woman in her arms.

Six months later.

Santa leads tens of thousands of locust warriors of the Santa Nation who are willing to go to the nest world to be polished and fly towards the Dark Emperor.

Six months later.

The Dark Emperor was born in the sky, and hundreds of millions of locusts boiled as a black flame over a hundred meters high appeared.

Shouting, shouting, deafening.

With the divine power of the supreme great Dark Fire God, the Dark Emperor is above the heads of millions of Locust Warriors in the sky, and the space gradually begins to distort, it seems to be about to open the door of the world that connects the world of Locusts to the world of the Hive.

This is an exciting moment, but an unforgettable moment for all locusts.

All the locust warriors who tried to break through themselves paid a high price before being given this opportunity to go to the slave world to collect fresh souls and exercise their will to fight.

They glorify the Dark Flame God and look forward to it.

However, some changes appear to have taken place, and the doors of the world have not been opened as expected, which has stunned the excited locust warriors.

Soon after, a second black flame of more than 100 meters in the sky appeared!

“Shadowborn, what happened to summoning me to come? ”

The second black flame communicated with the sound of the soul and seemed very unpleasant.

“Dignity, what seems to have happened on the side of the nest world, where my soul slaves have suddenly fallen by half, can no longer support the opening of the world's gates. ”

“What!”

When the sound of the soul of the Dark God of Inflammation changed, he panicked: “I will also try, if not already, to invite the starting locust to open the door of the world in reverse from the world of locusts, taking advantage of the superior power of the soul of the world in his many nests. ”

After a moment of sighing in relief, the fire extinguished.

Its soul slaves in the nest world are also dead, but with the help of the Dark Flame God, it can barely open the door to the world.

Looks like something really happened over there in the nest world.

So thinking, after a glance at each other, the two flaming gods hesitated to come to this slave world and explore it themselves?

Obviously, what is inevitably going on in this nesting world has led to how many batches of reductions in the soul slaves controlled by the two Flaming gods.

And as a slave world that sweeps and collects souls every 500 years, the original world of this lair is unlikely to be born by the Lord of a new world.

However, let's decide on the ceremony first.

Just moments before the two locust world great fire gods announced the official start of this exotic soul harvest, the door of the world suddenly fluctuated and a giant crab clamp stretched out.

Back of the giant crab, on the back of the brown red hair, slowly, a blurry yellow sand clump with a small figure accompanied by the giant crab, squeezed out the door of the world together.

“Is this the world of flaming souls? ”

Under the gray and white mask, the tiny body mumbled in shadow, the black flame of the two eyelids of the Horn Skull magic wand, the bear burning.