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Chapter 790

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Clang!

It sounded like the sound of metal clashing against metal.

In the sandstorm that covered the sky, Lin could only hear the howling of the wind, the crackling of sand hitting the statue, and the sound of something... being hit.

Clang! The strong sound was even louder than the sound of the sandstorm. It sounded like a statue being sent flying.

This was also the reason why the creator was so anxious. It did not hide below like before, but flew in the air against the sandstorm. It knew the danger below.

The sandstorm was not very strong. If it was too big, it would definitely be more dangerous than being on the ground.

However, Lin found that it seemed to have a way to filter the sand, if it was flying with a jet.

Clang! That sound rang out again, and this time, Lin could accurately feel that something had been knocked away …

Even the lightest white dragon statue was more than three meters tall and weighed several tons. To be able to send something like this flying, it must be a creature of considerable size and strength.

The creator anxiously flew around in the sky, but it did not dare to go down, did not dare to get close to the creature.

Lin felt that the creator was very useless. It seemed to have no other purpose other than to give some orders. It did not know how to fight by itself, nor did it know how to use anything powerful to fight...

Lin felt that perhaps she should not stick to it anymore...

With that thought, several fluffy hairs detached from the creator's head. The moment they detached, the fluffy hairs immediately flew out with the sandstorm. After a moment of dizziness, Lin felt the fluffy hairs being blown to the ground by the wind.

It was not easy for a few fluffy hairs to walk in the desert in a sandstorm, but now the sand here was wet. It was covered in blood and internal organs.

The fluffy hairs stuck to the sand. They quickly absorbed the nutrients on the ground. At the same time, they burrowed deeper into the sand.

Lin wanted to let these fluffy hairs grow into a new ball of fur. However, there were still many fluffy hairs on the creator's head, so she could continue to observe what was happening here.

Clang! The sound was still echoing in the sandstorm.

"Do not be afraid! Residents of the clouds! "This time, the general's voice was also heard.

"We have suppressed the enemy here. They are no longer a threat to us. They are already..."

Clang! After a loud sound. The general's voice suddenly disappeared.

It seemed that the general was also...

"Gah! I am the creator's warrior! It's almost impossible for there to be anything that can contend against me! " The general's voice suddenly rang out again. At the same time, the sound of intense collisions could be heard in the dust.

It seemed that the general was fighting with something, and the creator also flew closer to the location of the fight.

As it approached, the scene below became visible. Amidst the sandstorm, the general seemed to be riding on something, hacking away with the axe in his hand.

The creator slowly approached the golden-armored general. It seemed to want to see what it was.

'Bang!' Suddenly. The golden-armored general seemed to have been hit by something and was sent flying, crashing into the creator in the sky.

The moment the golden-armored warrior was sent flying. Lin saw the creature below, but it looked strange. It looked like a pile of large rocks.

The creator was directly hit by the golden-armored general. It spun several times in the sky before falling to the sand. If it was in its normal state, it would have dodged, but now its flight was severely affected by the wind and sand.

The golden-armored general also landed next to the creator. It seemed to have been hit with a malfunction. Its limbs kept shaking, but it couldn't stand up.

The golden-armored warrior struggled for a while before it stopped moving. It lay on the ground and said to the creator beside it, "I … have failed the creator … I want … gah … I hope, you will … place my … head on the top of the sea of clouds … I will … return to the creator …"

It seemed to be saying these words to the skeleton dragon, but there was no skeleton dragon here, and the creator completely ignored it. Instead, it tried to fly from the ground...

Although the creator was hit, it didn't seem to have suffered much damage. It wobbled and flew in the not-so-big sandstorm...

'Clang!' The sound of metal hitting metal still echoed in the desert, but now, no one had the ability to stop it.

This sound accompanied the sandstorm for thousands of seconds before it slowly dissipated. During this time, Lin didn't see the creator trying to command the troops here. It just stayed in the air, waiting.

It wasn't until the sandstorm slowly subsided and the surrounding scenery became clear that Lin and the creator saw a special scene.

On the sand, there were scattered broken limbs and parts everywhere. These things originally belonged to the golden statue, but now they joined the ranks of the corpses of the dust demons on the ground.

Whether it was the giant scorpion or the beetle, they all seemed to have been dismembered. Their limbs were scattered everywhere, and even their sturdy shells had many cracks.

Could this have been done by the creature that looked like a pile of rocks just now? What kind of creature was that?

Although she wanted to take a look, Lin only had a few hairs with her. There were no troops with strong tracking abilities.

But now, the hairs in the pile of corpses were rapidly growing. It wouldn't take long for them to grow into something useful, or even grow into an army. Because there were too many corpses here, although there were only about a thousand dust demons in the beginning, they had a considerable number of reinforcements during the battle...

And the creator's army had disappeared.

The creator flew around in the sky, its anxious mood persisting. It seemed to be looking for something.

Suddenly, it saw a statue of a White Skeleton Dragon and immediately flew down.

This statue didn't seem to have been dismembered, but half of its body was buried in the sand, and it seemed to be struggling to climb out.

The creator flew down and bumped the white dragon statue with its head.

"Ga!" The moment it bumped into the statue, it jumped out of the sand and cried out.

Could it be that the creator's touch could strengthen the power of these statues? It seemed to be struggling very hard before, so why did it pop out now?

Lin felt that there was a need to investigate this, because these statues were all made of alloy. It shouldn't be possible for them to be strengthened like this...

As the statue cried out, the surrounding sand scattered, and one by one, huge statues drilled out of the sand...

It seemed that there were still many statues' alive '. They seemed to have escaped the attack by hiding in the sand, but their numbers were much fewer than before...

At first, there were hundreds of statues, but some were lost in the battle with the dust demons. After that, they were attacked by the strange stone creature. Now, there were only a dozen left, and there seemed to be only one of the brand new white dragon statue left.

Perhaps the creator would create a new army? Lin was also curious to see how these things were made...

Looking at these statues, the creator's anxiety seemed to ease a little. Perhaps this was more than it expected?

'Boom...'

A sound suddenly rang out from under the sand. It was different from the sound when the statues drilled out. It was something bigger...

The creator's mood instantly became tense again. The assembled statues immediately scattered, and the creator quickly flew back into the sky.

'Boom!'

With another loud sound, a part of the sand suddenly burst open, and a huge creature appeared in the desert.

This creature... was the stone from before!

It looked like a large number of rocks stuck together, and each rock was at least a meter in diameter. The shape of this creature looked like a... worm, and there was a row of 'limbs' made of rocks on both sides of its body. The rocks at the end of the limbs had a structure of barbs.

Part of its body was still underground, but it was now more than six meters tall. Lin was curious as to how this stone-like thing could move. Based on its appearance alone, it looked very much like the 'Sand Monster' on the moon, but this one should be called a 'Rock Monster' …

Although the rock monster did not have eyes, it was looking around at the statues around it.

"Caw!" The white dragon statue suddenly cried out, and the statues around it immediately rushed up!

'Bang!' In an instant, the scorpion statue at the front was knocked away and fell heavily on the sand.

The rock monster twisted its body and rushed toward the statue that had been knocked away. It used the 'limbs' on the side of its body to grab the statue, and seemed to be pulling it hard.

'Crack!' The statue made a cracking sound under the strong pull. The scorpion statue's limbs were broken by the rock monster. It then threw the statue aside and continued to rush toward the other statues.

'Bang!' Another statue was knocked away, and the other statues also tried to surround and attack it.

But no matter how the statues attacked, they could not seem to hurt the rock monster. Lin and the creator watched as the statues were knocked away one after another, or torn apart, and the remaining statues were slowly destroyed one by one...

But Lin had some doubts. The sound she heard in the sandstorm sounded like metal clashing, but this rock monster could not make that kind of sound. Could it be... that there was another creature involved in the attack during the sandstorm?

Now, almost all the statues were destroyed, including the last white dragon statue.

The creator seemed to be watching from the sky. He did not do anything, but every time a statue was destroyed, his mood would worsen.

After all the statues were destroyed, the Rock Monster once again burrowed into the sand, and the creator fell into a state of near despair … It was as if he had lost all hope.

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