The Most Lord

As Azir was thinking about how to save Gaara, his body continued to sink. He didn't know how deep it was, and suddenly he was empty.

Below, it was no longer sand, but an empty space! Unprepared, Azir fell down.

thump!

Azir hugged Gaara and fell heavily to the ground. Fortunately, Azir was strong enough. Although falling from this height was painful, it did not cause substantial damage to him.

Azir stood up, his feet turned out to be a bluestone ground made of huge bluestones. Azir looked up and saw that the sand on his head was blocked by a thin film of mysterious energy and could not fall down.

The surrounding rock walls are also made of boulders, and the boulders are inlaid with crystal stones emitting light golden light, so that the entire space is shrouded in a light golden light, just like a god.

Azir looked around. It was a square passage, more than 30 meters wide and more than 50 meters high. The front was shrouded in golden light, and I didn't know where it would lead.

"Unexpectedly, there is such a place hidden under the desert, Gaara, I hope you are dead enough, let me find something to heal you here. Otherwise, I don't know how to save people."

After speaking, Azir picked Gaara up and walked inward along the tunnel.

While walking on the road, Azir tried to call Alan's cell phone, trying to report the situation to Alan, but he couldn't get through.

After several days of planning, Allen issued a notice to recruit magic technology talents from the entire continent.

For a long time, Huaxialing’s magic technology research has been carried out by two people, Heimerdinger and Huangcao. There are only a few assistants. Allen wants to recruit more people who are proficient in magic technology to help them.

In the future, Allen decided to divide the magic products developed by Territory into two types, high-end products and low-end products. High-end products are sold by Tianmu Pavilion, while low-end products are sold by Huaxia Ling. As a result, Huaxia Ling's strong economic strength also has a reasonable explanation.

Nowadays, mobile phones have been recognized by the kingdom's aristocratic circle. Countless nobles are rushing to buy mobile phones in the Tianmu Pavilion. Even the large cities in the northern part of the kingdom do not have Tianmu Pavilion. The nobles in the city will ask their relatives and friends to buy one at a high price.

Even in several other kingdoms, some people noticed the existence of mobile phones and purchased mobile phones at high prices in the Lieyang Kingdom through various channels.

The hot sales of mobile phones can bring hundreds of thousands of profits to Allen every day! Once the price of mobile phones is cut and opened to civilians, this profit will be further increased. When mobile phones are spread across the entire continent, the income from the energy and magic blocks required to sell mobile phones alone will be an astronomical figure.

Relying on the mobile phone industry, Huaxia Ling will not have to worry about gold coins in the future.

After the announcement of the recruitment of magic technology talents, Allen came to the laboratory of Hemerdinger and Huangcao, and provided them with a new subject, the magic locomotive.

The so-called magic locomotive is based on the earth's motorcycle, but the driving energy is replaced by magic energy. Once the magic locomotive is successfully developed and the appearance is made cooler, it will surely set off a magic locomotive storm in the mainland.

At least it will be loved by young people.

In the desert, underground.

Azir did not know how long he walked, and came to a magnificent hall. Along the way, Azir did not encounter any dangers or organs, as if there were no living things in it.

There was still nothing in the hall, only a golden throne high above. On the throne was a golden yellow crystal. The crystal was diamond-shaped, about the size of a football, emitting a dazzling golden light.

Seeing the golden crystal, a sense of crisis suddenly appeared in Azir's heart. A dead thing would make him feel a sense of crisis, Azir felt very incredible.

"Hehe, how many years have passed, someone finally found this place." A voice floated in the hall.

Azir looked at him carefully, took a close look around the hall, and finally cast his gaze on the golden crystal.

The golden crystal exudes dazzling light, and gradually condenses into a translucent figure composed of golden light.

The figure is a young man with a slender figure and wearing a set of light golden armor. He smiles like a spring breeze.

"Who are you?" Azir stared at the young man and asked, although the other party was just a phantom, it gave him an extremely dangerous feeling!

Qing Young smiled: "I should ask you this sentence, you broke into my palace. It's fine, it doesn't hurt to tell you, my name is Nicholas, I don’t know if anyone in this world remembers my name. ."

Azir shook his head: "I haven't heard of it."

The young man laughed at himself: "Sure enough, after so many years, the world has already forgotten me."

As the young man said, he cast his eyes on Azir: "Although you are weak, I feel a strange energy in you. It seems that your origin is not simple. And it seems that you are not Bana. German people."

"Can you tell me about the outside world? Is the ruler of the continent still Barnard? Did the guy on the west spread his faith to this continent while I was away? No need to ask, he will definitely do that. Wasn’t it just for this purpose that he fought with me endlessly?"

The young man said a bunch of Azir's seemingly understandable things.

Azir shook his head again: "I haven't heard of any Barnard people. The Harilans are now ruling the mainland."

"Haliland..." There was a trace of confusion in the young man's eyes, as if searching for the name in his memory.

"Oh, so many years have passed, it's true that everything has gone wrong."

In the end, the youth gave up the memory and sighed.

"How about let's make a deal?" The young man stared at Azir.

"Tell me?"

"I think the guy in your arms is about to die," the young man pointed to Gaara who was held by Azir, "I can help you save him, as a reward..."

The young man paused when he said that, and his expression was a little excited: "As a reward, you lend me his body for a period of time, I promise, it will be a period of time."

"Lend Gaara's body to you?" Azir frowned, "You mean..."

"I've had enough of the days when a person stays underground and dark, I want to go out and have a look," said the young man, "I checked his body just now. It is very suitable for me to possess. If you agree to take his Loan the body to me. After I borrow it, it will give him a great benefit."

Azir was lost in thought. If it was true as the young man said, he saved Gaara at the cost of borrowing Gaara's body for a period of time. But at first glance, this guy doesn't know how many years old monsters have existed. If he doesn't repay them, then Gaara is no different from death?

"If you hesitate any more, this little guy is going to die." The young man reminded, "I know what you are worrying about, but if I really have evil intentions, I still have to discuss it with you slowly?"

As the young man said, raising his hand gently, Azir felt an invisible force restraining him, slowly raising his body, hanging in the air.

"Although I don't have a physical body anymore, I only have such a godhead, but it's easy to deal with you. If I really have evil intentions towards you, I don't need to deceive you at all, I just do it directly."

After the young man finished speaking, he put Azir on the ground again.

Azir pondered for a moment, and then said: "I can't make a decision for Gaara. You will save him first. If he agrees, he will lend you his body. If he is unwilling..."

"I will lend you my body!"