“The sky burst, and the king of indigo spits out the fire and comes from the sandstorm;

"The Savior behind the curtain murmured: 'I bring endless clear springs to heaven and earth.'

"I kissed his shadow, sipped his blood, and tasted the honey in the gravel;"

"The fetus of the doomsday will eventually be strangled by the umbilical cord of tomorrow."

——"Rest", Chapter 1 "Prophecy of the Holy Spring", the first couplet.

This book, which almost all the restless people have read, is the basis for the construction of the Holy Spring City.

At the beginning of the founding of the ancient kingdom of Rest in the past, a winged prophet wrote thirteen chapters of the prophecy "Rest", which describes the thirteen prophecies that will eventually be fulfilled. Therefore, the first king of Rest cut the territory of Rest into thirteen provinces and named each chapter of the prophecy.

In the long time, twelve of the prophecies have been realized. Coincidentally, these twelve provinces have ceased to exist now, turned into ruins, and were swallowed by the desert. Only the "Prophecy of the Holy Spring" has not yet been realized... Perhaps because of this, only the Holy Spring City still exists.

This is why, the name of the Good Lord in Holy Spring City is different from the format of the Good Lord in other oasis city-

The name of the good Lord of Holy Spring City, "Aymal Nour", is literally translated into Avalonian, which means "the spring of light" and can also be translated as "the spring of holy spring".

This does not mean that the original good Lord lived to this day...but that every generation of good Lords in the Holy Spring City needs to abandon their original name and change it to "Aimal Nour" to inherit the name of the Holy Spring.

And now-

“Good Lord…”

A black-robed priest wearing a crow mask and holding a long staff whispered in a low voice and looked into the distance in astonishment.

I saw a ferocious, fierce but majestic indigo dragon beast flying in the sky in the distance.

Behind its wings was a blue, thin bunch of fire, and behind it was a brilliant and luxurious carriage.

Like a meteorite as deep as the sea, falling from the sky.

——This scene was also witnessed by other black-robed priests.

They raised their heads in shock and pointed and looked over there. Some people knelt on the ground on the spot, while others hurried back to the city.

At this time, the slaves who were dragged behind them and were about to be buried in the quicksand were as blessed as their hearts, making a shaking cry of the sky at the same time.

The crying sounds overlapped at the same time, and in an instant they were like thunder that shook the sky.

Time seems to stop passing at this moment.

Although the priests who were tall and above were all wearing masks and couldn't see their faces clearly, they seemed to be able to clearly feel them. When the crying sounds shocked the world, their naked eyes became panicked, their bodies were stiff and their limbs trembled.

As expected.

The ferocious and slender dragon beast heard the cry of the damn slaves and turned its scarlet gaze!

The priest in the head was at a loss and trembled all over.

"--roar!!"

The sound of breaking through the air was accompanied by an angry roar, and the suspected "King of Indigo" that was prophetized came.

I don’t know which priest started, but someone knelt down tremblingly. As long as there was the first one to kneel down, the others could not hide and could only kneel down with them.

"What's going on?"

In the carriage, a majestic and gorgeous voice came from afar: "Why do you want to kill these slaves?"

Just listening to the sound, they felt their scalp numb.

They are all "turbid ritual masters" who often come into contact with sacrifices, and they communicate very closely with dream creatures. They can almost easily detect the sacred nature of the master behind it from that sound - just like their own good master, they have transcended the mundane world and become the demigod on earth.

"This is……"

The black-robed priests looked at the leader in panic, and the expression under the priest's mask turned pale.

When he started thinking about it and wanted to make up a reasonable explanation.

But another old voice came from the carriage: "They are creating thirst stones, sir.

"This is the forbidden spell passed down by the good Lords - after collecting the dust-white salt crystals in the walls of the house after burning camels, applying them to the skin of the living sacrifices, and then burying them into the quicksand. While taking away the moisture from their bodies with the cursed quicksand, they were used to continue their poor lives with rituals...

"Then the poor people who are completely dehydrated but still have life are mixed with the sin thorns into black iron, and they can create thirst stones...the kind of material you have seen before."

The thirst stone bells used by the people of the city, and the thirst stone bells used by the priests of Adil—they are things created with this cruel taboo spell.

The black robe priests wearing bird-faced masks looked into the carriage in horror, wishing to block the damn old man's mouth.

But he not only did not stop, but continued to say: "In addition to making people extremely thirsty, the thirst stone can also become an energy storage stone that carries the power of the caster. The staff, magic tools, and amulets in the hands of the priests of the priests are all made of thirst stones. This is also the most important extraordinary export product of the priests, and it is also a specialty of the Holy Spring City, and it is a secret controlled by the good Lord of the Holy Spring City. Only those priests who serve Aimal Nuer will know this ceremony.

"The goblins can offer a big price to buy a thirsty stone, but they don't know at all... the cost of a thirsty stone is just a life."

The old man said sarcastically: "Torturing a slave can get the gold price hundreds of times it costs - triple profit is enough to make the merchant take risks, what about the profit of three hundred times?"

The priests were covered in cold weather.

——Who is he? How come he even knows such a secret?

"That's how it is."

The elegant and mysterious voice was a little disgusted: "Then stop, don't be a thirsty stone in the future."

"But, but... sir..."

The priest, who was headed, prostrated and kneeled on the ground, stammeringly said: "This is... the command of the 'forgivator'..."

——"Forgiver", that is, the title of Aimal Nuer, the good Lord of Qingquan City.

"Don't listen to him. I will bring you a new order."

The voice in the carriage said without hesitation: "He will give you clear springs, and I will bring you endless clear springs--"

Hearing this, the priests' hearts were about to jump out.

Isn’t this just in line with the words in the Prophecy?

They didn't dare to say anything more, they just knelt on the ground and crawled deeply.

The dark blue unknown dragon beast glanced at them and let out a roar like a lion.

The next moment, the dragon beast jumped high again and jumped from their heads into the city-state.
Chapter completed!