The Boat of the Desert.
In the flying yellow sand, a group of women in bamboo hats moved forward quickly. These women had tall and graceful figures. Although they were covered with thick clothes, they still could not hide their beauty. This was a group of high-grade oriental dancers. There were many gadgets in their seemingly cumbersome dresses, including poisons, hidden weapons, daggers, casting materials, and so on. There was even a hidden button under the skirt on the back of some oriental dancers. As long as it was gently untied, they could remove the obstacle and sit on a man's lap to enjoy the pleasure of sex without leaving a trace. They were the minions of the Eastern Empress. Although their means were vicious and they controlled many gray areas, they still did some things like adopting orphans and helping the poor.
Everything was relative.
Human beings were a very complicated race. It was difficult to have pure good or evil people. The oriental dancers were between good and evil. They were led by the Empress to fight for women's power.
The desert country was formerly controlled by the Mohammad divine system. Under the influence of this divine system, the status of women inside was extremely low. There was even a matter of cutting off the female Yin Emperor (homonym). Later, this divine system was expelled, and the profession of the oriental dancer was born in the turmoil, and quickly controlled the gray area of the desert country. The Eastern Empress herself was an ambitious figure. She was worshipped by many women, and her origin was unknown. It was said that she was a rebel against the desert divine system.
The most dazzling and eye-catching in the crowd was the Eastern Empress.
However, at the moment, she did not look as graceful and elegant as before. Although she was still beautiful, a trace of fatigue and worry appeared on her face.
In any case, the Eastern Empress was still a mortal.
As a mortal, she had her own limitations. Although she had a large number of assassins and dancers under her command, she could only barely protect herself in the turbulent year of the Holy Sage. Especially after the appearance of creatures such as ancient evil things, ancient mummies, Ferlin magic sunflower, and Luo Sha demon, the sphere of influence of the Eastern Empress gradually shrank. Many secretly controlled towns were forced to give up, and people migrated to the southern area of the Eastern Kingdom.
"Empress!"
The figure of the Fist Master – Di appeared. She returned through the desert like a gust of wind and came to the front of the dance group. "The front has been occupied by the Luo Sha demon monarch."
"They seem to be controlled by an ancient evil creature, and I see a lot of twisted aberrations ahead!"
The Eastern Empress's expression was extremely solemn. She nodded and said to the middle-aged dancer beside her, "Have the other members of the Martial Monk Cult arrived?"
"He's almost here," the middle-aged dancer said. "That legendary existence should be coming as well."
The Eastern Crown Princess's expression relaxed a lot when she heard this. She said slowly, "Is that so?"
"Looks like we have a much higher chance of winning this battle."
Behind the Eastern Empress, there was an army composed of professionals, including the Oriental Dancer, the Assassin, the Ranger, the Puppet Master, the three factions of monks, as well as the White Cloud Sect and the legendary monks who were waiting for their arrival.
Such a powerful lineup was enough to fight against many deities!
However …
Even against such a powerful team, the Eastern Empress didn't have a high chance of winning.
This was because they were facing an ancient evil being.
Furthermore, it was one of the most terrifying Ancient Evils. Its name was Zargon! [Ruler of Hell]
The wind howled.
The thick smell of blood filled the air.
The believers of these Ancient Evils destroyed three cities and captured a large number of mortals for blood sacrifice.
They were worshipping a terrifying horn.
This horn was the main body of the Ancient Evils, or a terrifying existence that had died.
"The terminator of all things, the ancient elemental eye, the god of darkness, the patient, the waiting, the cursed, the father of the Ancient Evils, the source of all evil, the embodiment of the eternal darkness, the devourer of all worlds, the scorner, and the destroyer. … "
A strange chant echoed in the air.
Some kind of evil aura halo shrouded the town filled with blood in front of them.
Even the Eastern Empress was a little shaken for a while. This was the unique ability of the Ancient Evils. Often, the appearance of an Ancient Evils would be accompanied by a vision, and it might even change the climate of the entire world.
"What exactly is Zargon?"
A young-looking ranger asked, "Why haven't I heard a word about it?"
The monk next to him was silent.
After a while, a male monk who looked like a legendary fist master said, "Zargon is one of the oldest Ancient Evils sealed in the Eastern Kingdom!"
"Before Asmodeus, Zargon was the ruler of Hell. He was the leader of the Ancient Bartholomew. When Asmodeus and his companions attacked Hell, Zargon and Asmodeus fought a great battle. Asmodeus tore Zargon's flesh into pieces, but he couldn't destroy Zargon's horn. "
"In the end, he threw Zargon's horn into the deep underground of a world in the Main Material Plane. Around the horn, Zargon's flesh gradually recovered. On the ground above him, a country called Cynidicea gradually flourished. But in the end, this country went into decline. A group of believers who saw Zargon as their true god invaded and finally destroyed this country. "
"When a barbarian named Zankar led his army to attack the capital controlled by the Ancient Evils, he finally found the true face of the god he believed in: a ferocious and violent beast. In order to save his people, the barbarian and Zargon fought fiercely. After seven days and seven nights of fighting, although Zankar was the strongest and fiercest warrior, he still lost in the end. Every time he hurt Zargon a little, Zargon's injury would immediately heal in a moment. Zankar, who had exhausted all his strength, finally fell under the attack of the Ancient Evils. "
"The gods blessed Zankar, hoping that he could defeat the Ancient Evils, but they were disappointed in the end. So the gods decided to do it themselves. With a mocking smile, Zargon killed some of the gods and drove the other gods back to their countries. "
"Maybe the death and defeat of the gods didn't matter to Asmodeus, but he knew that Zargon was a threat to him. So at the last moment of the battle, Asmodeus finally did it himself. "
"Asmodeus finally defeated Zargon again, but he knew that he couldn't kill him. So Asmodeus bound Zargon's horn in a solid boulder and buried it deep in the ground. The area where the horn was buried was the center of the ancient Empire of Imasca."
"Which is where we are now."
The Avatar Crisis had loosened the ancient seal. Not only had the God of Murder, Cyric, escaped, but some terrible Ancient Evils had also escaped from captivity.
Hearing the words of the Master of Fist, many people could not help but swallow. Then someone said, "Since the enemy is so strong! Even the gods can't defeat him! So, is it possible for us to reseal him? "
"Of course," the Master of Fist said firmly. "Zargon is still very weak."
"He has just broken the seal, and he hasn't even been fully resurrected."
"As long as we destroy his believers and the altar of his resurrection, he can be resealed."
"This terrible evil is an enemy we can't escape from. Once he is fully resurrected, the first thing he will do is to destroy and control the material plane, and then turn all living things into evil creatures. Finally, he will challenge Asmodeus of the Baator Inferno again."
Zargon knew that he could not defeat the Lord of Hell, so the first thing he had to do was to build a huge army.
This needed to devour a plane!
People were still immersed in the legends of ancient times. Suddenly, some figures appeared in the distant sky, and then all the monks could not help but bow humbly.
A middle-aged warrior monk of unknown age slowly descended from the clouds.
He stepped in the air, as if there was an invisible substitute, and came to the Oriental Dancer step by step.
"Master!"
In the face of this legendary existence, even the Oriental Empress could not help but bow.
The long life had made the Cloud Monk in front of her forget a lot. He even ignored the peerless beauty of the Oriental Empress. He just looked ahead and frowned. "Is Zargon going to be resurrected?"
"Let's do it."
"You deal with the evil followers outside, and I will go in and deal with Zargon's horn."
"Tell all those who are not legendary not to get close to the altar. The aura of the Ancient Evils can affect people's minds. They just need to deal with the monsters outside."
The Cloud Monk's expression was neither sad nor happy.
In his unknown life, it was not the first time that he fought against the Ancient Evils.
He almost did not touch the ground, and he stepped into the town in front of him. Some Rakshasa Demons and twisted evil creatures found his trace and rushed directly toward him. The Cloud Monk almost did not look at them, and he just hit the air with his palm.
Boom!
Suddenly, the earth shook, and a huge handprint of about ten meters high appeared on the city wall in front of him. As for the Rakshasa Demons who tried to attack the Cloud Monk, they had already become a pool of blurred flesh and blood on the wall.
"Is this the Air Splitting Palm?"
A boxing master was stunned and murmured, "It's so powerful? Grandmaster's aura is so powerful that it's incredible! "
The Cloud Monk went straight to the heart of the evil creatures.
This legendary existence could shake the earth and mountains with just a wave of his hand. His casual attack was no less than the power of a god. Almost no cultist could stop him. To a certain extent, the gods walking in the mortal world were not as powerful as him. At least, they were far inferior when they were in the form of saints. Only when they mobilized their divine power to transform into the form of gods could the gods have the ability to move the earth and shake the mountains like this cloud monk. Even Søren was only an advanced legendary class in his normal state, and the Cloud Monk in front of him was probably infinitely close to or even beyond level 40!
How powerful was a warrior monk who was close to level 40?
In the historical records, only one warrior monk had reached such a height. Under the influence of the Succubus Queen, he finally defeated the Demon Prince, Demogorgon!
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