C194 The Cold Winter Froze!

"Is this the scent of death? Could this be the Grim Reaper himself? Are these truly the followers a Demigod should have?"

"Are those Sand Soldiers the work of an Element Envoy?"

"Wait, there seems to be something else moving amidst the sandstorm..."

The audience peered intently.

In the midst of the desert.

Blurry spheres tumbled swiftly through the swirling sands, their forms obscured