Sand Mage of the Burnt Desert - Chapter 208
Sand Mage Of The Burnt Desert Chapter 208
Episode 208:
The desert elf’s house is made of sand.
It was made by clumping sand together and hardening it with magic to make it look like a brick. The bricks made in that way were stacked to create a house.
Of course, since it was made of sand, there was no chance of it burning.
Houses made of sand have long been a strong enclosure for the desert elves. But at this moment, the house made of sand was on fire.
It was not a normal fire, but a fire created by magic.
The ultra-high heat of the flames was not enough to melt the sand; it was burning it.
It was a skill called ‘Breath of Death’ performed by an Orc priest.
The flame created by the breath of death never goes out until it burns all of its targets.
Even if it is sand.
“Ahh!”
“help me!”
The desperate screams of the desert elves echoed through the burning sand houses.
Orcs were slaughtering elves.
The elves were also resisting in their own way, but the number of orcs was so large that they were helplessly pushed back.
As three orcs attacked one elf, they were unable to properly resist.
In the end, like ants being swept away by a tidal wave, the elves were also swept away by the strong waves of the Okra.
The screams and cries of elves echoed everywhere.
The elves were dying along with the foundation they had painstakingly built for over a hundred years.
“Unbelievable!”
Tabaro, the chieftain of the desert elves, opened his eyes with difficulty and looked around.
All I could see was death.
Everything he had led and built was crashing and burning.
His blood relatives and the clan that followed him were all dying.
Okra was the price for failing to stop the tsunami of death.
Tabaro was paying the price too.
There was a huge spear stuck in his abdomen.
The owner of the huge spear that seemed difficult for even strong Orcs to lift was none other than the Orc warlord Orca.
Orca lifted the spear that pierced Tabaro’s abdomen. At the same time, Tabaro also rose into the air.
“Ugh! To orcs…”
“That’s why you die and why your race falls. Elf!”
Orca laughed at the dying Tabaro.
The elves were as unchanged as the orcs.
A crude house made of sand, clothes made of monster leather, and skin scorched by the hot sun.
They say they have adapted to life on Earth, but they are literally just surviving and there has been no development at all.
On that topic, the elves always ignore and despise the orcs.
They consider themselves a noble race, but they have not developed any further than that.
If they were elves, they would have prepared for the orc attack, but they were not prepared at all.
That was the reason why the desert elf village was annihilated today.
Orca said, looking into Tabaro’s pierced eyes.
“From today, the elves will fall and the orcs will rise.”
“Insignificant… insignificant orcs…”
“Watch in hell how far the orcs you despise and ignore will go.”
Fuhuahahaha!
At that moment, Tabaro, pierced by the spear, exploded.
Orca focused his energy on the spear and exploded Tabaro’s body.
Flesh and blood splattering everywhere.
The elves still alive screamed.
“Tavaro!”
“no!”
Bloody tears flowed from their eyes.
The orcs even brutally killed them.
Just like that, a desert elf village disappeared from the world.
Orca sat on the wreckage and looked at the burning desert elf village.
Flames filled the air, turning the gray sky red.
Orca thought the sight was quite spectacular.
‘Human cities will also be burned like this.’
An intense hostility toward humans and elves was ingrained in the orcs’ genes.
I didn’t know why I had such hostility, and I wasn’t curious either.
Orcs were not a race that worried, but a race that acted based on instinct.
There was only one person in the entire orc race who was worried.
“pontiff!”
It was the old orc priest.
The expression of the priest, who could be said to be Orca’s right hand and head, was not very bright.
He approached Orca with a gloomy expression.
“Orca-sama!”
“What’s going on? “We eliminated the village of desert elves, but why isn’t their expression bright?”
“The Red Hammer shaman is dead.”
“A shaman?”
Orca frowned.
Orc priests share the soul with shamans.
Although we cannot know each other’s thoughts, we can guess each other’s fate by sharing emotions to some extent.
“If it is the Red Hammer tribe….”
“They are the ones sent by Ashanka.”
“He’s in trouble.”
Shamans do not directly participate in battles like priests, but provide support from the rear.
If such a shaman were killed, it meant that the Orcs guarding the vanguard were in trouble.
Ashankar was not stupid or irresponsible enough to let the shaman under his command die.
It was clear that a situation had arisen in which the shaman could not be protected.
“What should I do? Orca-sama!”
“Send the riders. “We wait here until the riders return.”
“I will do so.”
The priest answered politely.
Blood wolves used by horsemen have excellent sense of smell and mobility.
They will find out what happened to Ashankar before the day is out.
“Stupid Ashanka. “I can’t believe I lost a shaman to a mere human.”
Shamans were very valuable beings.
It takes a very long time to raise a proper shaman.
“If you are dead, I will take revenge on you. If you are not dead, I will rip out your head.”
Either way, Ashanka was dead.
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Zeon sat down and looked inside the steel fortress.
The survivors were busy moving around.
Many people were killed or injured in the orc attack. But those who survived were not given time to commemorate the dead.
I didn’t know when the orcs would attack again.
Before that, we had to be fully prepared to respond.
First, the bodies of the dead people had to be removed.
The bodies were gathered in one place and burned.
She wore makeup.
If the body was left unattended or buried, the smell could cause demonic beasts to flock to it, so they had no choice but to burn it.
Next was the orc corpse.
There were over a thousand invading orcs.
Burning this many corpses was difficult even for an awakened person who wielded flame-type magic. So the choice was to push them into the cave where the four-eyed bats live.
“Young car! Zero car!”
“Use a little more strength.”
The men dragged the heavy orc body and threw it into a vertical cave.
Patter!
The sound of four-eyed bats flapping their wings could be heard from inside the cave.
The four-eyed bats were enjoying an untimely feast on the orc corpses.
Fortunately, Deborah had tamed the queen, so the four-eyed bats did not enter through the vertical cave.
Deborah, who was nearby, said.
“If we continue to feed them corpses like this, the four-eyed bats will get used to the taste of orc meat.”
“The four-eyed bats that have learned the taste of oak will be a strong support group.”
“This is called a phone call.”
“Yes.”
Zeon nodded.
It was Deborah’s idea to feed the orc’s body to the four-eyed bats.
The steel fortress would have a strong guardian spirit called a four-eyed bat, and the four-eyed bats could enjoy a delicacy called orc, so it was a win-win for both sides.
Urtian and the Awakened had been working on strengthening the fortress’s defenses for a while.
The slope below the fortress was cut further to make it difficult for the Orcs to climb, and stones cut from the slope were piled up at the entrance so they could be thrown.
Besides that, we prepared many other things.
Now there are no distinctions between people.
As we all worked together to fight the orcs, we developed a sense of camaraderie and kinship.
The awakened prepare for battle and the ordinary people move so that they can fight in optimal conditions.
Deborah looked at the people with faint eyes.
“Now we have finally become one. “We will fight and risk everything to protect this place.”
“Good for you.”
Deborah felt something strange in Zeon’s tone.
“Are you going to leave?”
“yes!”
“It would be too shameless to ask you to stay a little longer.”
“There is one thing I realized while wandering in the desert for a long time.”
“What is that?”
“It is better not to intervene too much in the lives of indigenous people.”
At the time, Zeon was a wanderer.
I wandered around the world wherever my feet took me.
I had no intention of settling down in one place.
If he helps too much and people rely on him, the problem becomes serious.
In the desert, Zeon’s abilities were no different from fraud.
As you get used to his protection, the self-reliance of your colony or village will decrease.
In fact, there were several villages that relied heavily on Zeon but were wiped out after he left.
Zeon found out about it too late and blamed himself greatly.
Although it was not Zeon’s fault that the village was wiped out, it was clear that it contributed to their loss of self-reliance.
After that, Zeon made it a rule to minimize intervention wherever he went.
Deborah, like a wise woman, quickly understood what Zeon meant.
“I guess so. “I have received so much help so far that I forgot the obvious for a moment.”
“Deborah will be able to govern this place wisely.”
“That’s also a story about surviving. “We will definitely survive.”
“yes!”
“Whenever it prospers enough to trade with Neo Seoul, I’ll come visit you then.”
“I’m waiting with joy.”
“Are you going right away?”
“The sooner you break up, the less regret you have.”
Zeon stood up, patting his butt.
Deborah also got up and walked with Zeon.
Brielle Levin Elroy, who saw Zeon heading toward the entrance, approached.
Brielle asked.
“Are you leaving now?”
“huh!”
“Then let’s go.”
“Are you ready?”
“It’s already been done.”
Brielle patted the subspace backpack that Levin was carrying.
Levin said with a chuckle.
“I packed enough water and food. “It won’t be a problem for a while.”
The space was filled with food and drinking water.
At this rate, it will be enough to last until we reach Neo Seoul. They came down from the iron fortress in baskets.
When I got downstairs, I saw Urtian waiting.
“Are you going to leave?”
“yes!”
“Then get on these guys and go.”
What Urtian held out was the reins of a Bactrian camel.
There were as many as two of them.
“If our circumstances were good, we would have given one animal to each person, but I’m sorry.”
“no.”
Zeon shook his head.
Zeon knew very well how valuable the Bactrian camel was to the scavengers in the desert.
It was not simply a means of transportation, but a friend and companion.
It was not easy to breed and the number was not sufficient.
Giving two such Bactrian camels was the greatest favor Urtian could do.
“But if you take turns riding, you will be much less tired.”
“I’ll have a good ride.”
“If you ever arrive at Neo Seoul, release them. “Then it will come here on its own.”
“I will.”
Zeon accepted Urtian’s favor.
“Then goodbye. “I hope you return to Neo Seoul safely.”
“I hope that we can safely prevent the invasion of the Orcs here as well.”
“We will definitely survive. And we will make this place prosperous. “I guarantee that when you come back later, it will be as wonderful a place as Neo Seoul.”
“Of course it will.”
“And this…”
“What is it?”
Zeon looked at the black jewel in Urtian’s hand.
“It is a means of communicating with the scavengers within Neo Seoul. “Through this guy we contacted them.”
“It’s some kind of communication method. But why this?”
“It’s something we don’t need because we’ve settled down. “If you ever need a scavenger, use it as it will come in handy.”
“thank you.”
Zeon received a black gem.
Zeon looked at the faces of Urtian and Deborah for a moment and then said goodbye.
“Then let’s go.”
“okay!”
Zeon and his party bowed slightly to Urtian and Deborah and then left the steel fortress.
Deborah muttered as she looked at Zeon’s back as he walked away.
“There will be another storm in the desert. A huge sand storm…”
It was a sand storm named Zeon.