The sorcerer's departure was just an insignificant interlude for the people here.
At the same time, the weather also became strange.
According to Sandstorm World's previous records, the rainy season usually lasted from seven days to half a month, but this time, the rainy season had reached an astonishing twenty-three days, even causing a major city to flood. This was truly an unprecedented mockery!
The number of sandworms in the desert had also decreased sharply because of this.
"Grimm, what do you think the sorcerer meant by the Spring Ancestor's World? Is the Spring Ancestor's World really planning to intervene here and start a war with the sorcerers?"
Millie guessed, then shook her head and said, "With the Spring Ancestor's World's state of disunity, competing with the sorcerers now is tantamount to seeking death."
Grimm thought for a while and said, "Maybe, this world was originally under the rule of the Spring Ancestor's World?"
"How is that possible? If that's the case, with the special way the Spring Ancestor's World exists, it will definitely form a huge amount of water element in this world, and it will not be in such a dry state. "
Millie first rejected it instinctively, then from the perspective of a sorcerer, she denied herself, "Could it be the Spring Ancestor with special abilities? For example, the Spring Ancestor that absorbs the water element? "
Grimm did not say anything, as if he was also making a bold assumption about this.
In the distance, a few dark-skinned miners walked over, their faces brimming with enthusiasm. This year's exceptionally long rainy season was a loss to the palace nobles who were in the city due to the waterlogging, but it did not affect the scattered poor people who lived outside the city. Not only did they fill all the water containers, but they also learned from Grimm and Millie, and planted a large area of seabuckthorn saplings.
Other than the nobles who had their palaces and factories submerged, the worst off were the merchants who supplied water in the city. It was almost foreseeable that all the merchants who supplied water would suffer for a year, especially those who had stored a large amount of pure water.
"Grimm, we have almost mined out this poor mine. This rainy season is so long, I think we can try to go deeper into the desert, and find a richer crystal mine to dig, what do you think?"
This old miner was in his forties, which was considered old for the poor people in this world who were in their fifties. But for the poor people in this world, they lived and worked, and when they could no longer work, it meant that they had to die.
Grimm looked at the desert in the distance as he picked the fruits after the rain. He said slowly, "It's reasonable to say that this place isn't safe during the dry season. It's all because of the roots of the Buckthorn Trees that it's safe to mine ores here. For the time being, there haven't been any sandworm attacks. But if we leave this saline-alkali land and go to the desert, the water under the sand dunes will evaporate in half a month at most. Even if there are rich ores, we won't be alive to mine them. "
Grimm also understood the difficulties of these mining farmers. He frowned and said, "I think that sorcerer from before must have some background. Hang in there for a while, maybe things will turn for the better in a few years."
…
Time flew, and another three years passed.
For three consecutive years, the rainy season became longer and longer, and this time, it actually reached thirty days, which made the people in the city suffer. The nobles scrambled to move their factories and properties out of the city. The original city wall had now become a waterproof lake, and the oasis had expanded several times because of this. All the water merchants had gone bankrupt and had to change their jobs.
In contrast, the value of the seabuckthorn forest in Grimm's territory had increased by many times. The number of families nearby had increased to more than thirty, and with the abundant water supply of the oasis, a large piece of fertile land had been developed. The former miners had now become farmers, and Grimm and Millie's reputation had also become more and more famous.
It was the annual rainy season again, and people were guessing how long this year's rainy season would last.
"Something is wrong."
In the night sky, the astrologer who was in charge of observing the sky said, "There has never been a record of this strange star in history. It appeared in the southeast for no reason a few months ago. According to the caravans, there is a blood moon in the southeast, and we can't see the whole picture because we are too far away from here."
In fact, there was no need for an astrologer. People could tell with their naked eyes that there was an extra star in the distant sky, but no one cared.
Except for … Grimm and Millie!
"After the Reconnaissance Sorcerer's Demon-Hunting Expedition exterminated the Sandworms of this world, with the advanced level of the Sorcerers' civilization, conquering the indigenous Abyssals of this world would be a piece of cake. We were lucky to be able to participate in this Demon-Hunting Expedition."
Even a stargazer couldn't understand what the blood-colored moon represented, but as a creature of the Sandstorm World, they could faintly feel the instinctive trembling of their bodies, as well as a sudden surge of fear and foreboding.
After several years of long rainy seasons, coupled with the spread of an unknown parasite, the number of sandworms continued to decrease, especially the young sandworms. Although they were not extinct, they had greatly facilitated the travel of the desert caravans and greatly enhanced the communication between the various forest oasis kingdoms.
…
Unknown desert, deep underground.
"Exterminate them!? That's easy for you to say, but do you know who they are? They are wizards! Wizards who have destroyed countless worlds, wiped out countless creatures, and brought endless fear to the world! "
The small mountain of crystal ores was melting at a speed visible to the naked eye, and with the roar of the phantom, the speed of the crystal ores melting even faster.
At the bottom of the crystal ores was a hundred-meter-tall sandworm, sincerely saying, "Great Yu Hanquan, the previous king has never reduced his offerings to you, and the Sandstorm World is also your private territory. The sandworms have protected this world for you for tens of thousands of years, and we are loyal and responsible. You can't abandon us!"
At the end of the sentence, the giant sandworm actually sounded a little sad.
"Hmph …"
The phantom of the Spring Ancestor on top of the crystal ores said slowly, "According to my agreement with the wizards, the Sandstorm World and a few other branch worlds have been sold to the wizards, and we are gradually extracting the source of the drought spring from this branch world. This can't be helped, you have no idea how crazy and terrifying those wizards are. Now, your only way out is to quickly gather the elites and direct descendants of the first ancestor of the sandworms. I will open a portal as soon as possible and find a new world for you to guard. "
As it turned out, this Spring Ancestor had secretly sold the Sandstorm World and a few other worlds around it to the wizards!
No one knew what price the wizards had paid.
"No, the previous king has not been found yet. He has only left temporarily, but we cannot leave. Without the previous king's orders, the sandworms will never leave the Sandstorm World. This is our home!"
The sandworm roared, as if it would rather die than submit.
"You have no right to speak to me like that!"
The projection on the other side was also enraged. It was only because the Sandworm Race had done their utmost to protect the Sandstorm Realm for so many years that it had decided to be merciful. He had not expected that the Sandworm Race would not appreciate his kindness at all.
"If you don't leave, then go and experience the horror of the wizards and wait for your extinction. No one can stop them. Those who are lucky will become their slaves, their claws, and cannon fodder when they attack the next world. "
Crack, boom!
The crystal ores collapsed, leaving the giant insectoid standing alone. It was afraid of the wizards that the Spring Ancestor had created, but it could not retreat.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
