Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

The gods rarely engage in disputes in the world of reason, and in the realm of God, the gods who bear witness to the divinity dig hollow thoughts into the floating islands, hoping for better resources.

The same is true in the mother world, where the true gods, after their great success, set foot wholeheartedly in the sea of truth, hoping to step quickly on the other shore.

But the mother world is a little different from the divine domain.

The gods of the Divine Domain can only exist outside the City and cannot form a vast scale.

And there are many times more gods in the mother world than there are in the divine domain, and these gods have formed a nation, and there have been fights between nations, struggles, the inheritance of the throne, and so on.

Sand is just one of the countless countries in the vast mother world.

After all, the Gods are not human beings. Even if they do not enter the divine sea, neither strength nor endurance is much weaker than the divine sea.

Half a day of kung fu, the Magic Flute has traveled hundreds of miles with Rosen.

In addition to opening sandstorms with that “sand flute”, the Magic Flute is constantly changing course.

Seeing this move of the Magic Flute, Rosenfeld's face revealed a slight hint of suspicion.

The desert landscape is dull and desolate, surrounded by virtually no iconic scenery, and these dunes change direction as the wind and sand roll down.

She can break space illusions by relying on that flute, but how can she identify the road?

Under the suspicion of Luo Zheng's heart, he has an extra eye.

He quietly spreads his consciousness out and then projects the surrounding sand dunes into his mind to capture his present memory and to be able to clearly capture all the details around him.

After a time passed, Luo Zheng's eyes looked at the sand dune not far away, and his pupils flashed a slight discoloration deep inside.

“Seven dunes, slightly different in position, I should have been here just now!” Rosenminded.

Doubtfully, Rosen remained silent, still wandering around with his followers, whilst quietly measuring the guards behind the flute.

These guards were full of grim colors. The scar face fell behind the end of the team and looked east, seemed to be guarding against something...

Another hour passed, and Rosen saw the seven sand dunes again, but the seven sand dunes moved some distance.

At this time, Rosenberg is sure that the woman named Magic Flute is carrying herself around in circles!

I don't know what she's playing...

Luo Zheng was suspicious and still had no voice.

“Before dark, we should be able to find Sand Country, then we'll have trouble with Lord Luo," the Magic Flute said softly, smiling sweetly at Luo Zheng, revealing a slightly seductive smile in his face under the veil.

Whoever sees this smile will feel heartbeat, and Rosenberg will be no exception.

However, after discovering that Magic Flute was carrying himself around in circles, Luo Zheng's mind was very vigilant, and I'm afraid the words previously spoken by Magic Flute Chuchu were not credible.

Half an hour later, Rosenrozen saw a gray yellow wall in the rolling sand and dust, and a big city really appeared not far ahead!

And the seven dunes stood on the side of the sand.

“The sand country suddenly appeared," Luo Zheng's eyes flashed slightly.

At this time, the Magic Flute smiled shallow at Luo, “Lord Luo, please help me to kill the king by entering the sand country. If the Magic Flute can reappear to the throne, my sand country would like to thank you again. ”

“Okay,” Nodded Rose.

He wanted to see what the Magic Flute was doing.

As the pedestrians slowly walked towards the gates of the city, Luo Xiang walked and asked: “If the king of the sand has taken the throne, why not send someone to guard the city pool? There seems to be no one on my wall? ”

The Magic Flute thought for a moment and frowned slightly under the veil. “My royal family has been slaughtered by the king. I'm sure the king thinks that my little girl can't lift any wind waves. Naturally, there is no need to guard against them. ”

“But I see no other sandmen in this sand country?” Rosen asked again.

“Today the wind and the sand roll, the sandmen should stay at home, and if Prince Luo enters into it, he can naturally see the sandmen," replied the Magic Flute.

In this questioning, the Magic Flute has introduced Loren into the city.

Indeed, as the Magic Flute said, there are occasionally several sandmen crossing out of the vast streets of Sand Country.

But the sandmen walked strangely as if they were dragging their feet around the ground.

Luo Zheng stared at the sandmen and a green glow flashed in his eyes. With the help of his eye-catching eyes, the sandmen had revealed their true appearance. That was certainly a statue of sand piling up!

“Lord Luo, follow me to the palace,” the Magic Flute urged, and the voice became a little rushed.

But Luo Zheng looked unhurried, and asked faintly: "A big sand country, so many sandmen, don't know what to feed? ”

The gods are not martial artists, and if they do not set foot in the divine sea, they cannot find valleys, so the gods of the divine domain need to grow them in order to feed themselves.

It's impossible to feed on sand if you want to live in rolling sand.

“This…”

Many questions were thrown along the way, and the Magic Flute had to dig hollow to answer them.

But the Magic Flute has difficulty giving a reasonable answer to that question.

Luo Zheng smiled softly, “Or is there really no one in this sand country? ”

The Magic Flute and the guards behind her changed their faces, but the Magic Flute answered quietly: "Is Prince Luo joking? How can there be no one in such a big sandcastle? I...”

Luo Zheng snorted, his toes gently stepped on the ground, and a horrible force poured down.

The sand on the ground spreads like ripples under the surge of power...

“Brush…”

The ripples spreading around Luo Zheng formed a landslide into the sea, and that section of sand and dust began to collapse, and the sandmen turned into a pile of yellow sand.

The Magic Flute and the escorts retreated quickly and heard her cry out loud: "Summoner of fog! People have brought you! Quickly, please! ”

“Hoo-hoo...”

At this moment, the seven sand dunes that had stood outside the city appeared to have long legs and feet, rapidly spreading towards Rosen's side.

As those dunes moved, the superficial yellow sand continued to shake, revealing a thick green vine from the dunes, and at the top of the vine, a big mouth with sharp fangs, weird and exaggerated shape.

“Is this a plant… or a fierce beast? ”

Rosen looked at this thing with a little disappointment on his face.

Everything he sees in this desert is fake, but the Magic Flute and her escorts are gods of real value, and these gods tricked themselves here in isolation because of this so-called "Mist Summoner”?