Tonyson Deer Helmet is a druid who serves nature. This profession does not account for much of the Somut professions in Mitsukizumi.

But this faction always has a place to speak in the elders' meeting, and among the twenty-one elders who are now in office, the high-level druid master of the Wrath of the Sand, Messis Deer Helmet is his master.

He was also his only disciple. Originally, Tonyson didn't want to participate. He just wanted to serve nature quietly, but Messis Deer Helmet, who rescued him from the nest of a villain hyena in the desert and raised him like a child since childhood, asked him to participate in this king-selected ceremony that almost all the young talents of the Somutes would attend. Tonyson never refused the request of this old man who was both a father and a teacher, and this time was no exception.

So he came!

However, he is only one of the inconspicuous candidates among the twenty candidates. All his eyes are focused on the two best people of the same age. The eyes that look at Tonison is pitiful, but this is just right for Tom.

Join silently, leave silently, and then silently protect this already collapsed nature.

In his opinion, maintaining the balance of nature is much more important than becoming a so-called king of oasis.

Because he always remembers what Master Sepran, who was devoted to the balance between man and nature throughout his life, always remembers.

"Even in death, every creature is playing their role to maintain a huge balance. But now the imbalance is growing, a force is trying to dominate nature. This is a devastating effect for the mortal race. The actions they take are far away from nature, and because of them, more corruption is coming, and we as druids have the responsibility to guide the masses to protect and eliminate the destruction of the balance."

Now the Tuding Desert has collapsed in an inch, and the order between man and nature has collapsed. Nothing is more important than saving nature. Otherwise, those ruined cities in the desert are the lessons of Miyuequan now.

Fortunately, with the efforts of Mason’s apprentice over the past few years, Mitsukizuki has long promulgated the natural code to legislate specifically for vegetation in nearby territories. Without the permission of the royal family, every green vegetation and creatures living on it are not allowed to be cut down or killed without authorization.

And every day, the water raised from Mitsuki Spring will never hesitate to irrigate the vegetation in these territories.

Everything is moving in a good direction and full of vitality.

This has led to the reduction of the territory of Mitsuki Spring today due to the arrival of the Shadow of Sand Soul, the green coverage rate has increased a lot. If Mitsuki Spring could only be called an oasis jungle, then its current scale could be called a forest.

The outer barriers formed by tall white fir and red poplar trees almost resist all wind and sand from all directions.

If people who have never left Mitsuki Spring, they would probably not feel that there is no green desert outside without their father's explanation.

Almost every household has plants and flowers that they carefully care for. If the Somutes are ignored, the white robes and white hats that are used to shielding the wind and sand at any time and anywhere, and the architectural style inside will make newcomers feel like they have come to the legendary elf kingdom.

When Tonyson walked out of Miyue Spring and came to the depths of the desert, and walked to the nightmare in the hearts of the Somutes and roared in the sand dunes, listening to the roaring wind in his ears and witnessing the vast desert, he understood why his master, Messi Deer Helmet, wanted to make him the heir and participate in the king's election ceremony.

The throne is second only, but what is deeper is to let him experience the dead atmosphere in the desert in a more intuitive way and listen to the elegy after the natural withering.

For a moment, sadness, pain, and various complex emotions filled the young druid walking on the dunes of the moon desert. After a while of silence, Tonyson Deer Helmet, who looked up again, looked up at this yellow world with no life and only the shadow of the sand soul. The pain in his eyes had disappeared, and was replaced by a certain enlightened look.

Tok Deer Helmet squatted down, then inserted his hands deeply into the sand under his feet, and then held it up. The fine sand kept falling from the edges of his palms and fingers.

At this moment, he was trance-integrated with the figure of the druid master Messis Deer Helmet, who taught him druid knowledge since childhood.

He raised his hands and raised the fine sand in his hands high, as if he was holding up the sun.

His lips opened slightly, and he chanted as he had already recited it countless times, but he was not as solemn and natural prayer as he was at this moment.

"The master of nature and the wilderness, every wisp of wind and every grain of soil carries your will, here, ah! The servant of nature, Tonyson Deer Helmet, here swears to you, as a balancing person of nature and a loyal guardian of ecology, I will spend my whole life listening to the light dance of the wind, the whispers of life, the blooming of plants, and the excitement of animals, and use this as a belief to make any land traumatized by civilization or others return to its former appearance again, the desert turns into new mud of green soil, the towering barren mountains are once again covered with cedars, the howling canyon of whistling the stream representing life, and the jingling hymns of life..."

The long prayer was extremely fluent and rapid in Tonyson Deer Helmet's mouth. When the sand in his hand returned to this desolate land with the wind, the whole dune was silent, and the echo of the lingering echo seemed to be natural response to his call. Tonyson Deer Helmet also finished the last sentence and ended with it.

"Natural joy is my joy, and natural anger is my anger. It will reward you to protect your life and punish destroyers who destroy balance. This is like this every night, every day! Praise the Father God!"

After Tonyson Deer Helmet said that the wind in the desert stopped.

To be honest, the long prayer made him dry mouth and even dizzy.

If it weren't for the cooler night now, he might have been dying under the scorching sun, and forced to ignore the prayer place to communicate naturally, but for him, he was still a little reluctant. He is now physically and mentally exhausted.

But with the injected warm current, he realized that this was not useless.

Sure enough, his heartfelt oath just now allowed him to break through the shackles and successfully advance to the fourth-level druid, he could release fourth-level spells, and he was even qualified to go back to prepare for the druid profession related to his great druid master Messis Deer Helmet.

"Praise nature!"

After feeling the reward from nature, Tonyson Deer Helmet felt from the bottom of his heart and couldn't help but whisper. At the same time, as his strength increased, he found that his former dream had been completed and he subdued a powerful animal companion.

After the druid reaches the fourth level, he can have a completely different animal partner than when he is at the lower level.

Instead of being limited to small animals such as ordinary bats, owls, cats, etc., you can choose large creatures.

Such as wolves, bears, lions, giant pythons.

Tonyson Luxiu had long been envious of the mutated sand tiger sitting down by his master Messis Luxiu.

The sand tiger was discovered and tamed by his master when he was young. Now, he has learned various specialties and has already possessed the same strength as the fifth level of human beings. If he cooperates with the spell assistance of his master druid, his lethality is far exceeding the fifth level, which may cause some trouble for the seventh level. After all, its master is a eighth-level druid who is only one step away from reaching the legend.

With the example of his master, Tonyson Deer Helmet naturally doesn't like ordinary beasts.

Compared to the smaller ones, he prefers the larger ones.

So much so that his animal companions would sometimes rather be empty than contract.

It is to wait for today's day to break through the shackles, and no longer have to wait for the two natural days after the undoing of partners.

Now, he finally didn't have to look at the master riding the sand tiger anymore.

He can also find an animal he likes and become a partner.

"Nature! If you hear my heart, then send the largest trace of creatures in this desert to me!"

Thinking of the excitement, Tonyson Deer Helmet couldn't help but press his face to the sand and murmurned the above words.

However, when he broke the link between his face and the ground, reason returned to his brain, Tonyson Deer Helmet immediately felt that his wish was a bit stupid, not greed or funny, but stupid.

This is a roaring sand dunes. Apart from these desert shadows that devour life and destroy nature, no life is willing to stay here for a long time. The birds passing by in the sky are bypassed from afar. They also have no hope of giving nature a large animal to it and sending it to themselves. It is simply fantastic.

"Ho ho~"

Tonyson Deer Helmet sneered, mocking his ignorance, as if he was always paying attention to his master and friends on the other side, saying that he already knew his stupidity and would change it.

But suddenly he staggered, his center of gravity was unbalanced, and the sarcastic expression on his face had not yet dissipated, and he was frozen with the sudden trembling of the ground under his feet.

"What's it!"

Fear from the unknown was accompanied by the continuous leaping upwards of the gravel at his feet, baptizing Tonison Deer Helmet's mind.

He subconsciously took a few steps back, but found that retreating could only allow him to enter the center of the storm.

The sand trembled even harder...

“What is it…”

Before Tonison Deer Helmet could ask his question, a huge creature broke through the sand and instantly covered the weak and thin druid's body, which was as thin as the sky.

......

At the same time, one of Mitsuki Izumi's twenty large screens was also blackened, and immediately there was a big commotion among the audience, causing an uproar.

The victims of the first king selection ceremony appeared? So quickly?

Many other screen viewers who heard the news also turned their sympathetic eyes to the few Somuts who looked nervous, all of them, friends, teachers and supporters of Tonyson Deer Helmet, their faces were pale and their horror had not moved half an inch from their expressions.

The older audience could only sigh and no longer pay attention, so as not to stimulate the group of people who were in despair.

After all, sacrifice in the King’s Choice ceremony is an eternal theme. This situation is normal, but the screen was black without suffocating the first day, which is too careless!

Of course that's the case, but in fact.

In the history of the Somut people, there has never been any incident where twenty people come in and twenty people come out.

Although there is no need to fight with the same tribe in every king's election ceremony, this dead desert will not pity any creature that dares to offend it. As long as it is a little careless, it will pour its anger on the unlucky one. Few people can survive the anger of the desert, even if he is a druid.

Simply put, that is.

Although a black screen does not mean death, death means a black screen.

Because the magical magical objects carried with you will be discontinued as the owner's life is weak and extinguished, and then interrupted, leaving only one coordinate in the end for the later generations to store the corpse. Of course, most of the endings are based on the customs of the Somut people, and a tiny bit of soil nearby representing him returns to Mitsuki Spring, and rarely bring back the corpse.

But just as everyone was desperate and no longer watching, the black screen suddenly burst into pieces. With the sound of sand and gravel, the black gradually became thinner. The change immediately made the people present feel excited.

Is there still a turning point?

Tonison Deer Helmet isn't dead yet?

But just as everyone was waiting for the following text, a black circle that was inversely proportional to the black fading screen occupied the huge screen without even being able to react, leaving only a light blue star curtain that appeared in the gap.

This is......

Everyone couldn't help but hold their breath, and the black faded away.

A dark golden vertical pupil with majesty and sacredness, accompanied by fine sandy yellow scales near the eyelids, instantly occupied the entire screen.

hiss!

The huge square suddenly became quiet, and even Tassim, the former king of Miyuequan, who was sitting on the moon tower, was silent.

The supreme sage, Yuhara, was on the top, roaring the dunes, when did a giant dragon settle in?

Also, hasn’t the giant dragon already followed the Dragon God to leave this world?

Why still survive!

And, is it good or evil?

Will it bring new changes to the situation in Mitsuizumi?

Although half of their body was buried in the yellow sand, they could see from the exposed surface that its muscles were raised, its scales were shining, and they could not see any looseness or dimness.

Only with full of vitality, no one would doubt whether its minions were sharp.

Although I don’t know the species, this is indeed a giant dragon that is growing up in young people. A giant dragon of this age will inevitably have an impact on the surroundings. It would be fine if it is a kind and orderly dragon.

But if it is evil...

All those who understand the habits of dragons dare not continue to think about it, and can only pray in their hearts to the gods who have long lost contact.

Yuhara, who didn't know where to go, really had the heart to let His people get rid of the torture of the regular shadow of the sand soul, and also have to endure the exploitation and exploitation of foreign evil dragons?

The camera swayed again, and this time, from the eyeball to the front, you can see the full view of the dragon's front, but from the perspective of the victim, you can only see the large scales on the dragon's chest that look like golden gravel.

And the druid, who had just been pulled out of the sand, had the slow sound of the dragon coming from the dragon's ears.

"Mr. Druid, what are you doing sneakily in my territory? Do you want to steal the wealth in my nest?"

"Did you turn your back on the way of nature and want to be an abominable thief?"

"Answer me!"

Before Tonison Deer Helmet could react, the dragon's roar was like rolling thunder, mixed with endless majesty washing his eardrums and rumbled.
Chapter completed!