This is a vast desert, with the baked and hot yellow sand swirling and flying in the strong wind.
The whining wind howled with a rough desolation. The sand beneath his feet was crushed, but he could still faintly feel some differences. Compared with the natural landscape, changes caused in a short period of time cannot make it fully adapt.
This was not originally a desert.
At a sudden glance, it is true that the surroundings are desolate, but if you look closely at the desolation, there is wealth hidden.
Just look a little more carefully and it's not difficult to find that there are golden metal particles hidden under some sand dunes. Even in a world where extraordinary beings prevail, this metal still symbolizes the words "precious" and "valuable".
The strong wind swept across and pushed away a sand dune, revealing a small bush of withered yellow that was buried under the yellow sand last night. Although it looked dry, it still exuded the breath of life resolutely. This is an indispensable plant in the desert, and also In the desert, there are a few plants that are not poisonous.
With the invasion of the dragon clan, and the transformation of the occupied area by the dragon clan.
It brings about more than just a little change.
The true story is often found in the subtleties.
Walking on this vast desert, in a convoy, the bright armor of the dragon warriors shone brightly.
The low-level dragon beasts pulling the cart screamed excitedly. They seemed to like the dryness and heat here.
Lao Bai held a lavender jade shell in his hand and tapped the shell gently. A transparent light and shadow rushed out from the gap in the shell, immediately forming a three-dimensional picture in front of him.
Lao Bai seemed to be studying something, sometimes showing a thoughtful expression.
Official Hu was still by his side, holding a strange machine box in his hand with a dragon shape carved on it.
It's just that the dragon's form is closer to the appearance of the divine dragon in the immortal civilization, and is very different from the mainstream demon dragon form in Orgris at the moment.
The two of them, at some unknown time, actually came to the Western World, and were traveling through the area occupied by the Dragon Clan. They were so upright and open, and it didn't look like they were sneaking in secretly.
In the swaying dragon beast car, the two of them did not have any dialogue, but the atmosphere did not seem stiff or boring.
For the two people who are already very familiar with each other, no matter how lonely the air is, they will not feel uneasy or uncomfortable.
Lao Bai changed his posture and continued reading the picture scroll in his hand.
Official Hu poured him a glass of wine.
Both of them were busy with their own affairs.
The night gradually became dark.
Sparse starlight fell from high in the sky, illuminating the empty wilderness.
The scorching heat of the day began to dissipate, the air began to become cold, and under the double cover of night and night wind, there was deathly silence all around.
The burning bonfire does not seem to bring much warmth, but in this dark and silent environment, many things are quietly changing.
For example, a small piece of oasis disappears, or a small piece of green emerges from the yellow sand again.
When the night is completely covered, the remaining warmth of the sun has dissipated the last gentleness, and the whole world is getting colder, and this coldness pierces the soul.
The silent desert seems to be meditating, reflecting on the noise and heat of the day.
This is a different side again.
In such a night, anyone's thoughts and feelings will unconsciously extend outward.
A huge dark tornado roared, rolling up the sand and soil high, and then throwing it down heavily. This is the roar of the wind.
Looking at the huge tornadoes lined up in the distance, the faces of the white-armored dragons who had been sullen all the way showed relaxed expressions.
"It seems we have arrived!" Hu Daguanren said.
"Wind Demon Dragon City!" Lao Bai affirmed.
It was unimaginable that there would be a majestic and shocking city on top of dozens of huge tornadoes arranged together.
In the night, it looks like a beast dormant in the sky, ready to open its mouth and devour the world at any time.
After extinguishing the bonfire, everyone did not move. Instead, they waited for the rows of hurricanes to approach.
It turns out that driven by those hurricanes, the entire Wind Demon Dragon City suspended in the sky is constantly moving. It is a city that drifts with the hurricanes.
A miracle that can only exist in the supernatural world.
Only the Dragon Clan can achieve greatness.
Even so... Wind Demon Dragon City, among the many dragon cities, is really not top-notch or unique.
The swirling wind was getting closer and closer, and everyone gathered tightly together.
"Hold on to the shaft!" An older dragon man shouted loudly in the convoy.
All experienced people don't actually need to say hello. They have already found a good position and fixed their bodies.
Hold the shaft of the car tightly. The majestic dragon beasts let out long panicked cries one after another, and then pressed their bodies firmly to the ground.
Suddenly the whole world was spinning. Both Lao Bai and Hu Daguan felt that there were countless forces tearing at his body, trying to pull him in different directions. If it hadn't been for the fact that his cultivation had made great progress in the past three hundred years, and even his physical body had been polished to a very strong level, he would have been torn apart by this terrifying hurricane.
This is obviously the first threshold into the city.
If he didn't have dragon blood and his body was naturally strong, he would probably not be able to hold on when being torn in such a wind.
As he got deeper and deeper into the center of the hurricane, Lao Bai noticed that he was constantly rising.
When it reached a peak and all the chaotic pulling forces were cleared, Lao Bai found that the dragon beast car he was riding on had appeared on a huge platform.
Looking up into the distance...a huge and terrifying dragon was crouching on the top of the fiery red city. His eyes seemed to be looking at the entire city at all times. It seemed like nothing could escape his eyes.
This looks like... a very hard-working dragon. Ordinary dragon city governors would not be so diligent.
The entire majestic city is basically decorated in dark blue and earthy yellow, and huge dragon statues are carved on the high places of many buildings.
They look like they're alive.
In fact, they are not all fake.
Some are real dragons, or dragon beasts close to dragon form, which have been casted with specific magic and solidified in the city.
Only when called upon can one come alive.
These dragons often make big mistakes and are punished here.
"Wind Demon Dragon City mainly produces gold and storm crystals, because when the city was built, the demon dragons buried a vein deep in the desert. Many of the specialties produced now are derived from that vein. Minerals, the core veins, are mined in limited quantities every year." Next to Lao Bai and Hu Daguan, there was a dragon man. This dragon man seemed to be a local and was introducing his hometown.
The dragon invasion has been going on for decades.
A few decades...enough to live for two generations!
For ordinary people, a long time is enough to forget many things.
My former hometown is already very far away.
Coupled with the issues of publicity and education, it is obvious that the dragon people in the dragon-occupied areas will not really live in dire straits as reported outside.
They still love their current life, and there shouldn't be anything wrong with this... It just seems a bit cruel to those ancestors who sacrificed their lives for territory, freedom, and inheritance.
Even so, for most mediocre people, living... is the first priority in life.
Most of them have truly regarded the Dragon City where they currently live as their true hometown.
I no longer have a complete concept of my motherland or homeland.
That's probably... equivalent to another world, another time and space, a scene that only exists in stories.
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