Chapter 611: Desert Emperor

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This five-year global youth conference on powers, like the Olympics in reality, has a decisive position in the minds of all organizations and powers.
Every player who can represent the motherland is a leader among the abilities, and it is the image of the motherland and their organization.
Similarly, it is also a deterrent to other countries.
Players who can stand out among the world's top powerhouses, and even win the competition ranks, are destined to become idols and heroes in the eyes of abilities.
In the auditorium, as many as tens of thousands of spectators from all over the world have been waiting for a long time, their eyes are all looking at the entrance of the players.
I only heard the sound of "learning about it".
A golden sand wave, like a flowing river, spread from the entrance of the player channel to the center of the venue.
The crowd was amazed.
Why is there so much sand in the venue? Could it be that the grown-up of the Super League had a whimsy and replaced the red carpet with sand?
People have speculated that the host Sean is also quite curious.
He remembered that the admission information of the conference did not mention that there was such a thing?
Driven by curiosity, he stepped on the flying skateboard, came to the entrance of the tunnel, narrowed his eyes, and aimed into the player's tunnel.
The entrance channel was empty and there was nothing.
Suddenly, the invisible air inside the channel created a twist.
Before he could react, an overbearing coercion, like a strong wind, greeted him head-on.
Sean's heart tightened suddenly, almost under the instinct, he hurried back a dozen meters.
"Good domineering momentum!"
Although he has only C-level strength, as a famous social worker, he has encountered countless top world abilities, but this time, the other party ’s coercion seems to be innate and full of irrefutable deterrence .
At such a short distance, he felt as if he was standing in front of the mighty tsunami, and the cold hairs instinctively stood up.
"This player has never seen it, but it is so strong!"
He looked up again, and a strange change happened.
I saw the sand on my left and right sides, like the beans in the wok, and all the grains jumped up.
Suddenly, "Wow" sounded.
Among the yellow sand beating on both sides, two rows suddenly jumped out, and their height was half that of ordinary people, and their armor guarded with dark skin like obsidian.
These dark skinned and energetic guards look very old.
They have an upper body and clear muscles, as strong as rocks. Waist wears a metal skirt that is now invisible at all, wears wrists and ankles, and metal bracers with hieroglyphic patterns.
In their right hands, they held a handle that was as tall as a man, shaped like a fan-shaped battle axe intertwined with two snakes, and a Khpasher curved sword hanging from the waist on the left.
However, the most terrifying thing about Sean is that these black sand guards all had a jackal head!
The protruding teeth exude a chilly light, a pair of grisly and deep beast pupils, as if to put the cold chill directly into the heart of the person.
Sean was just surrounded in the middle, so scared that his legs softened and he almost fell off the flying skateboard to the ground.
Almost immediately, he instinctively thought of a name, the of death in the desert, Arubis!
In ancient Egyptian mythology, Arubis was not only the of death, but also the patron saint of the mausoleum, the of judgment, and the guardian of the pharaoh kingship.
However, if you look closely, the black sand guards in front of you, although realistic, are only similar in appearance.
He let out a long sigh of relief.
However, waiting for his other reaction, these vivid sand elephants suddenly moved.
The black sand guards, who were vigorously ventilated, made a coherent step with a "coax", and then lowered the grim wolf head, one-handed chest support, kneeling on one knee.
That pious look is like the emperors who greeted them in ancient times.
Sean quickly turned his gaze away from the black sand guard to the entrance of the tunnel.
I saw that under the arches guarded by two rows of black sand guards, another sand wave poured out of the passage.
At the top of this sand wave, a man with a golden mask on his face, like a god, was standing upright.
Not only did Sean sigh, "How could there be such a magnificent man?"
The person stepping on the sand waves has a tall and tall figure, clear and beautiful lines, and wheat-colored skin, which makes his body full of beauty of strength.
He was wearing a traditional Egyptian white yarn blouse, a golden skirt with many hieroglyphs embossed on his waist, and a white cape with various emblems and amulets embroidered on the left and right shoulders. Swing with the wind.
In his right hand, he also held a yellow gleaming pear-shaped scepter symbolizing the power of the pharaoh. The golden mask on his face obscured his expression, but added a silent dignity to him.
The golden sunlight set off a radiance around him. He seemed like the king of the empire that had passed through thousands of years. He stood upright, and no one could control it.
Unconsciously, Sean's eyes widened.
He was completely embarrassed, looked at the information on the left-hand watch, and he dared not read it for a while.
He never thought of a young player who could have such a strong momentum.
This shape, this way of playing, if it is really placed in ancient times, it is estimated that it will be really worshipped by the uncivilized laboring people.
As the emperor-like player appeared, a fierce coercion rolled up the airflow and blew the audience.
The entire venue seemed to become his own royal palace in an instant.
Supported by the high waves of sand, he moved forward slowly, and the entire Egyptian phalanx swelled in an instant.
"Emperor! Emperor!"
A cry, pulled Sean back from the shock.
His excellent professional qualities helped him quickly recover his clarity. After taking a deep breath, he pointed his fingers to the players and introduced with a thrilling tone: "The players who entered the venue below are members from the African Ancient Witch Union and the Egyptian branch Desert King, Ganesh! "
"Wow!" The audience at the scene burst into an unprecedented warm cry.
Especially in the auditorium of the entire African Ancient Witch Alliance, all the audience stood up from the seats.
"Garnethus! Ganethus!"
They shouted shouting, waving flags, waving flags.
Ganethus, who has only joined the Ancient Witch Alliance in recent years, has made the abilities of these ancient witch alliances feel the pride they have never had in decades, and even let them have a kind of impending rise. The pride of being a big country.
"Now the newcomers are really uncomfortable, so they can't play quietly, and quietly compare games?"
On the rostrum, Emmon's sweat was awful.
He originally planned to use the Youth Conference to organize signboards for the Star Academy and the Super League.
However, the hard work of my own has not yet produced actual results. Those global bigwigs have to share a piece of the soup. Now even the contestants have to insert a foot. Do you want to live as an old man?
"Oh, is it a half-step S-class? It's interesting." On the rostrum, Prince Rose supported the chin with one hand, and the other hand shook the wine glass, watching the changes with interest.
"Hiss, ma'am, aren't you kidding?" Wang Yan, who was standing behind her, heard her chin almost falling. "It's a bit funny? Is this a big boss?"
The black sand guards summoned by Garnesses off the court, two meters apart, have been lined up from the player channel to the meeting point of the players in the center of the venue. Roughly count, there are at least 500!
Every yellow sand guard has all D-level strength!
How much energy reserve and spiritual power does this have? And he seemed to have room for it, and he didn't show his strength at all.
Looking at his whole body, the faint sense of power exuded was not weaker than the previously encountered female superhero and blood wolf Walton.
It is estimated that they really have a tough encounter with the Women's Super League and Walton, and may not fall.
The most important thing is that Wang Yan sees that Ganesh's control of the sand is not like some powers, forcibly gathered together with power, but a completely arbitrary domination.
It's as if these sands can be driven at will by the other party's will.
"Huh, his control of the sand is simply plug-in!" Wang Yan shook his head and commented that this session of the youth conference, the Tibetan dragon and the tiger, will inevitably have a lot of fierce battles.
"Oh, Egypt is really a great newcomer, but they can still hide until now. It seems that this conference is more interesting than the previous ones." The of light, Daier, looked under the veil slightly. Move and look down on the field.
Then she smiled slightly, withdrew her attention, and looked at Wang Yan, "Xiao Yan, in fact, you haven't realized that your control of the flame is also this kind of pre-natural affinity, even beyond this affinity. How about going back and playing a good fight with him to inspire and stimulate your potential, the teacher and the mother are optimistic about you. "
With that in mind, Daier patted Wang Yan on the shoulder, and whispered, "Do you want to arrange something for you?"
"That's ... not good? The contest has the rules of the contest. I can't destroy the splendid image of the teacher and mother because of my own personal interests." Wang Yan said that his face didn't change color, but he started to vomit intensely.
I thought you were a joke, Daier, who is such a powerful opponent, who would like to solo one-on-one with him? Really when I am a holy knight who is not afraid of life and death?
"Ha ha ha." Wang Yan's big head made the two teachers and sisters smile.
Wang Yan smiled helplessly, who made these two teachers and sisters too high-level, too strong, they are not the same, it is better to prepare more.
He took out his phone and wanted to ask Peach for some player information.
But at this moment, there was a loud noise suddenly.
Just like a meteorite falling to the ground, the ground beneath the smashed feet followed the buzzing vibration.
"What's the matter?" Wang Yan raised his brow, didn't he think? How dare the blind-eyed find fault at this time?
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