The death of a myth that existed and came from one of the four major human overlord forces not only made people sigh with regret, but also shocked countless forces.

But the impact of the disaster is not just a mythical tragedy.

Xingluowan is crying, Damailuan City is bleeding, Ancient Linbao is half destroyed, and red lotuses are floating on the gray ocean current.

This catastrophe was the worst in three thousand years.

Under the leadership of several myths from the Red Lotus Empire, a meeting covering the four human overlords slowly began.

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The two major disasters overlapped and the Broken Sea was severely affected, but it was not only the Broken Sea that was severely affected.

The small oases disappeared in a moment under the surging gray waves, like candles flickering in the wind. The big oases were not easy either. They had a larger population and had to face more ferocious waves.

Blackstone Alliance.

As a great oasis force that was founded only more than 60 years ago, the Blackstone Alliance has a strong development momentum, which is very eye-catching. However, it is undeniable that the Blackstone Alliance is too young among the great oasis powers.

Being young means weak strength and poor foundation.

A strong person once predicted that if the Blackstone Alliance's first tower master expires, the entire alliance may go downhill. What is unexpected is that when the Blackstone Alliance is swaying in the wind, the first tower master actually continues to serve.

End your life span and live out the second life.

Those with vision have predicted that the Blackstone Alliance will truly rise.

However, at this time, the disaster came. As soon as it appeared, it swept across the entire region and became stronger and stronger. Small oases were destroyed in the wave, and the Blackstone Alliance lost the opportunity to develop.

Nowadays, there are not many forces left paying attention to the Blackstone Alliance, and everyone has too much time to take care of themselves.

Blackstone Alliance especially.

This large oasis is about level 4 or more and less than level 5, and the area bathed in sunlight is only more than half that of the Spark Oasis. This oasis once had a population of hundreds of thousands, and the buildings stood in black.

A simple but sturdy building.

However, at this moment, like buildings with upright black stone pillars, each one was cut off, collapsed, or cracked with countless cracks. The entire west side of the oasis was filled with smoke and clouds, and occasionally low, feeble wails could be heard.

There are warriors in black robes walking among the ruins, rescuing the injured and killing the remaining wandering evil spirits.

Even so, the entire oasis is still filled with sadness and despair.

In the tallest tower located in the center of the city, the seven tower owners simply took their seats.

Some of them were wrapped in gauze, and some looked pale. The first tower master sitting in the main seat showed a lot of health and vitality under his old face a few months ago, but at this time, this old woman looked as if she had not eaten.

She was as old as before the longevity fruit, and her skin, which was as dry as tree bark, was cracked in many places, with some scarlet and wriggling granules showing through it.

The aquiline-nosed tower master sitting in second place also had two scars on his face. His brown hair that should have been neatly combed appeared messy, and there were streaks of eye-catching gray.

Yih Luxi is sitting at the fifth seat.

She was originally the seventh tower master, ranking at the bottom. However, since resisting the disaster during this period, two tower masters have died. Someone else has taken the position of tower master, and she has been promoted to the fifth seat.

However, the girl's originally delicate and flawless face now looked a little gray, and her falling silver hair also looked dry.

Her left arm was tied with bandages one after another. Under the bandages were strange protrusions that were struggling and squirming like living creatures.

"The City of Falling Stars rejected our request for help...ahem."

A hoarse voice came from the mouth of the old woman sitting in the main seat. The few tower masters who originally had some hope suddenly dimmed the light in their eyes.

The second tower owner Bernigan spoke, "How about paying more?"

The old woman still shook her head.

"The reply given by Falling Star City is that their power is limited and they cannot take care of too much."

"What about the Ranhuo Chamber of Commerce? The Ranhuo Chamber of Commerce is also a super power with two mythical figures. We might as well ask for help from the Ranhuo Chamber of Commerce!"

Another tower owner spoke.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he was rejected by another person.

"The disaster faced by the Burning Chamber of Commerce is more serious than that of the City of Falling Stars. Moreover, they have too few elites, and it is impossible for all of them to come to support us, no matter what the price we pay."

"Wait a minute, what about Blue Star? If we can invite the strong men of Blue Star to take action."

"This is also impossible. Although Blue Star is not within the scope of the disaster, the situation they face is not necessarily better than us. Moreover, the entire Blue Star world is blocked, and they have no way to step into the mysterious world. Otherwise, with Blue Star

It’s long past time for the power of the stars to develop an oasis in the Catacombs of Fallen Stars.”

The dark tower fell into silence again, and a faint despair spread, just like the ruins outside the tower where the sun could not shine.

The old woman broke the silence.

"We can only rely on ourselves."

Yi Luxi looked out the window.

Drifting clouds blocked the sun, and smoke clouds lingered in her field of vision. She clenched her hands tightly, maybe she had to try to break through the sixth sleep.

Otherwise, given the current situation of the oasis...

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"The situation in our oasis is very bad."

"The pressure comes not only from evil disasters, but also from...that force."

In the Ranhuo Mall, a venue rented for the Chamber of Commerce, Princess Yunji of the Courtyard of Silent Night frowned as she read the artifact letter. She picked up and put down the sword on the table, staring at it with her eyes.

The sharp sword blade remained silent for a long time.

The Court of Quiet Night is far from restored to its former glory, and there are only a few powerful people in the Six Awakenings in the entire oasis.

However, with nearly half of her strength trapped in the Fire Oasis, how could she not worry about her hometown? She also tried to travel through the land of interdimensionality, but no matter how she tried, she failed and was forced to return before she could go far. She saw

Not a shred of hope.

"They all blame me. If I hadn't failed to break through...if I had known earlier, I should have given you the chance."

A middle-aged man with a resolute face, full of self-blame.

He is Yunji's third uncle, and he is also the mythical seed cultivated by the Court of Quiet Nights, the veteran Liujue. Compared with young people like Yunji, who only accumulated a few years of experience during the Liujue period, the third uncle has more hope.

Break the situation.

After failing to transport the treasure back to his hometown, Yunji no longer left the Burning Fire Oasis, but asked his third uncle to come.

She was betting on the reputation of Ranhuo Chamber of Commerce and the safety of the mall.

Her bet succeeded, but also failed.

The pure divine radiance is indeed miraculous. The third uncle's failure to break through did not leave any sequelae, but failure is failure. What is even more worrying is that the three myths are trapped here, and they can only watch the oasis being invaded by the evil wave and worry.

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Today, the situation in the Court of Silent Night is even more critical.

"I asked the Burning Chamber of Commerce for help. Since they can rescue those victims, maybe they can also..."

"It's impossible. The risk of crossing the land between regions is far greater than that within the larger region."

"The hope may be slim, but if you don't give it a try, how will you know if it works? No matter what the price is, as long as it can help my hometown tide over the difficulties, it will be worth it!"

Looking at Yun Ji who opened the door and walked away quickly, the third uncle opened his mouth and finally let out a self-blaming and dejected sigh.

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Yun Ji felt that he was very lucky, and he saw the myth of the Burning Chamber of Commerce without much setbacks.

But, huh?

Isn't she the mythical empress? Why is she a blonde...blonde empress?

She was surprised, stunned, and stunned. Many thoughts flashed through her mind. It took a few seconds to recover. She forced herself not to think wildly, and then stated her request.

"...Our Court of Silent Night can pay for a variety of treasures, as long as you can escort us back to the Dusky Ruins."

Xitina was also surprised by the high amount of chips Yun Ji gave.

She was once the heir to the Island of the North Wind, but the price offered by Yunji, the "Little Court of the Quiet Night", was something that even the Island of the North Wind could not afford.

No wonder I spent a lot of money to capture the grand finale.

There must be big secrets in this oasis of the Garden of Quiet Nights. However, Hitina had no desire to discover these secrets at all. She just thought about this request or transaction as a guard.

Then he shook his head.

"At this time, no one knows what will happen when we travel across the land. The risks are too high and I cannot agree to it."

Yun Ji's face turned pale.

Although this result was expected, she still felt like she had lost her soul, losing her last glimmer of hope.

She walked unsteadily towards the door, and the door swayed in her eyes.

Bang--
To be continued...