Carn and his group were wrapped in thick burqas and rode on both ends of Scarash on the hot desert.

The air was twisted due to the scorching heat, and the scorched lips turned to skin.

Taliyah couldn't stand the scorching sun, so she had to hide in the cabin hanging beside Scarash.

These two Scarashes were wanted by Nathus and a nomadic tribe. When he showed his identity as a god, the herdsmen respectfully knelt before him and offered a living totem.

Kahn and his men benefited from it. If no one would sell Scarash at all, only Nathers' prestige is worthy of their friendship.

Scarash's back was at least five meters high, and only such a tall load beast could carry Nathers' majestic body.

He sat in a flattened area behind Scarash's neck, while Shiville lay on his towering spine.

On the other side of Scarash, Kasardin sat behind her neck to pull the reins, while Kahn stood at the highest point of his spine and looked into the distance.

"I saw Amakra, just five kilometers away."

He slid along Scarash's spine all the way to his neck, and said to Nathus on the other side: "Your Excellency, the Prophet can tear open the bedrock of the earth and create cracks that will make it unwise for us to fight head-on with such enemies. Then you can attract his attention and we will creep into the crowd to try assassination."

Nathers nodded: "I will attack you as soon as I meet, and you will take advantage of the chaos."

After listening with his head raised, Shiville put his head down and rested on his arm, bathing in the sunshine, wondering what he was thinking.

And Kasardin touched his wrist guard, and was silent as always

Kahn was heard and then said, "Everyone is vigilant. The prophet has the ability to predict, and maybe he already knows that we are coming to him."

When entering Amakra, you just need to find someone to find out where the prophet is. The group got down to Scarash in the town, and then went straight to the location of the temple on the edge of the town.

Even though he was wrapped in a robe, Nathers's body was still conspicuous and he gathered a lot of eyes along the way. But he didn't need to hide this time, and he would take action the moment he saw the prophet.

He smelled the stench of the air that belonged to the void, and they floated out of the temple with a strong corrosive smell.

"We have remained unchanged forever, we demand sacrifice!"

A group of cultists gathered in front of the temple, singing in uneasy prayers, with high and exciting tone like a degenerate opening remark.

The sound waves reached Nethers' ears, and the priest who was standing in front of the temple to receive worship attracted his attention. His eyes emitted a vicious purple light under the glorious sun, and his feet were suspended in the air.

It is obvious that this man is a prophet, and he seems to have fallen deeper than anyone else.

This is a completely different feeling from the void on Kahn and the other two. The prophet's body and mind have all embraced the void.

Although he has a human appearance, his essence is purer than any void creature he has seen before.

Nathus's murderous intent soared, like a sand waterfall against the current.

Similarly, the other party discovered him.

Nathers knew that the time for him to do it was coming, and he removed his robe and exposed his towering body, and pulled off the strip of cloth wrapped in the battle axe.

The blade of the axe shone with excitement, and the sea-blue gems inlaid in the center drank the sun.

He walked towards the prophet, and the handle of the axe rushed to the ground with his pace, stirring up waves of choking smoke and dust.

"The God of Shurima...the God of Heaven!"

"It's the Desert God! Nei-Se..."

The crowd in front of him was unable to speak his name completely because of fear. They all retreated and a team of warriors came to intercept him under the order of the prophet and pointed their weapons at him.

"Go aside." Nathers warned.

He didn't want to kill these people, after all, they were all descendants of Shurima. They just happened to block his way.

But if they can't see clearly that they should be on the side, then he won't be polite.

Although they were afraid, the warriors kept their commands and did not move their feet.

Nathers saw from these people a fanaticism beyond fear, and they were no longer afraid of death.

"Okay, I will fulfill you."

Nathers let out a loud wolf howl, and the earth sprayed out gravel and sand. The wind in the desert felt his anger and came to him with sand and dust.

The obsidian body was filled with the anger of the sea of ​​sand, and sand storms surrounded him, and the howling gravel was enough to strangle people into skeletons.

His body quickly grew bigger and his body was terrifyingly tall, just like the legendary first-generation ascenator.

The believers were forced back by sandstorms, but the warriors kept their bodies tightly in their armor, trying to resist the wrath of the gods.

When everyone's eyes were gathered on the god with the jackal head, the prophet stood in the temple and looked calmly watching all this, but in fact he began to cast spells in secret.

Undercurrents surging under the earth, feeling the trembling deep in the rock formations, Taliyah's brows were entangled.

The unknown crawled in it in a terrifying way, and the rocks dissolved wherever they reached, and the holes underground suddenly expanded.

Nathers took action without warning, and the sapphire inlaid on the bronze battle axe glowed, and he swung his axe and smashed it hard towards the ground.

The earth was smashed into cracks under this blow, and the warriors were shaken into the air by the impact of the heavy blow. After falling heavily, they fell to the ground. The temple in front was shaken and the dust was shaken.

"Protect the Prophet."

The believers were in chaos, and more warriors rushed towards him, trying to stop him.

They rushed towards him with swords and spears.

Nathers shook his face and swept the axe in his hand, cutting three of them in half. He punched the chest hard, but smashed the man into pieces.

The warrior approached from the flanks in a sandstorm, and his spear broke on his steel-like skin, and no one could penetrate the armor of the god warrior.

Nathers raised his legs and trampled one of them to death, and then opened his mouth and bit the last person's head.

As soon as the teeth were closed, the warrior's head broke open.

When Kahn saw the Three Yuan Temple, he felt a strong hunger rushing into his mind, causing him to almost fall down by stepping on the air.

"What's wrong with you?" Kasha supported him in time.

"The earth under my feet is empty, and there are void creatures hidden in the temple. I feel that my hunger is clearly spreading into my mind."

Kahn used his left eye to observe the temple. He could feel some abnormal movement coming from it. This was the reason why the prophet did not escape in the face of Nathers and his reliance.

"We went around the side, and there was something weird inside."
Chapter completed!