Even if the dance powder comes into effect, it takes a long time to absorb enough water vapor to condense rain clouds to achieve artificial rainfall.

So Nami couldn't wave her hand and called the wind and rain, so she could only calculate the approximate rainfall time for Garen.

Before this rainfall time, Galen must pull Clockdal out, otherwise Clockdal would be scared by the dense rain clouds in the sky and dare not show up.

Fortunately, Galen successfully tricked Clockdal into front of him before the dark clouds condensed and formed.

Unfortunately, people have come, but the rain has not come yet.

Galen was a little depressed, but he could only bite his teeth and raise his sword to face the furious Clockdal in the whistling sandstorm.

Angry flame burst out in Clockdal's eyes, and the huge sandstorm condensed and formed circling around him as he wished.

The yellow sand rubbed against the air during the high-speed rotation, and the increasingly solidified and deadly sandstorm tornado finally fully released its terrifying power in Clockdal's anger:

"Giant Sha Lan!"

As Clockdal waved his hand, the storm with a radius of nearly ten meters swept across the yellow sand towards Galen.

The ancient building that Wang Ling, which has been standing for thousands of years, is as fragile as a building block in this sandstorm. The tall beams and pillars quickly burst into pieces in the storm, and the solid stone is also weathered into pieces at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When the sandstorm swept past, the originally magnificent palace was left with only a pile of ruins, and even a complete piece of stone could not be found.

The palm trees standing on both sides of the road just touched the edge of the storm and instantly absorbed all the moisture and withered into pieces of rotten wood, and were eventually stormed into wood chips flying all over the sky by the storm.

In the face of this kind of natural disaster, Galen's human body seemed very small.

It was like crushing an ant, and the sandstorm easily swallowed Garen's figure completely, and even flooded the entire royal tomb courtyard with yellow sand.

After the storm stopped, Garen's figure was gone at all, leaving only a mess of ruins of the royal tomb and thick yellow sand covering the entire ground.

"Diet?"

Looking at the ground where there was no movement, Clockdal's anger not only did not dissipate, but instead felt a little more of a sense of shame that he had nowhere to vent:

He was actually deceived by this weak chicken who was defeated with just one blow for so long!

Thinking of his previous caution and caution, and thinking of his plan to steal the country by Garen, Clockdal's scar face turned into a pig's waist.

"Okay"

Clockdal fell from mid-air with a gloomy expression, staring at the ground covered with yellow sand under his feet, and couldn't help but murmur:

"At least the historical text is still here."

He listened to the conversation between Garen and Robin through the phone bug, and naturally knew that the historical text was hidden behind the secret passage under the ground.

Clockdal stared at the yellow sand on the ground, probably from the memory of coming here from the beginning, restored the location of the underground secret passage entrance, and waved to it.

The quiet Huangsha suddenly surged flexibly, and then flew into the air under the control of Clockdal, revealing the buried secret passage entrance.

But as soon as Clockdal stepped forward inward, his face suddenly froze again:

"Are you still alive?!"

Galen stood intact on the steps of the underground secret passage, holding a fire-burning sword in his hand.

"No wonder."

Galen said as if nothing had happened:

"It was quite windy just now, so I jumped into the ground and hid."

The ultimate move that I put in for so long was easily avoided by someone relying on positioning and terrain. This is definitely not a good experience.

"hateful!"

Clockdal cursed angrily with gritted teeth, and the only reason left in his mind was also stimulated by Garen's face that deserved to be beaten away.

His legs suddenly exerted force, and his tall body rushed out like an arrow:

“Arc moon-shaped dunes!”

With the potential energy of the body's sprint, Clockdal's right hand expanded and deformed in an instant, transforming into a huge arc-shaped sand knife.

This sharp yellow sand blade cut through the air like a phantom, bringing up the afterimage, rolling up the airflow, and slashing out a bone-broken chill.

The high-speed friction of sand made the sand knife have a terrifying cutting ability, and Garen's body was cut in half as soon as it was touched.

However, before Clockdal could enjoy the pleasure of the blade passing through the flesh and blood, his extremely surprised first appeared on his face:

Galen, who was cut in half, not only did not exhale blood, but instead exploded into a white smoke in the fatal damage.

"A fatal blow!"

A big sword with golden light suddenly condensed from the void, and when Clokdal couldn't react, he suddenly hit his body that was maintaining its physical shape.

Clockdal did not know how to be domineering, and in amazement, he could not notice Garen's invisible body.

The blade of the great sword left a wide wound on Clockdal's shoulder, and the dripping blood soon dripped down his shoulders, and an unprecedented look of panic suddenly appeared on Clockdal's face.

Clockdal was not panicking for the wounds cut by this sword. This level of wound could not affect his combat effectiveness.

What really scared Clockdal was that the moment the sword touched his body, his ability to shark fruit completely failed.

Not only does it feel the failure internally, this failure is also intuitively displayed on Clockdal's body:

The yellow sand blade turned into his right arm lost control in an instant and collapsed into a scattered sand, and then fell to the ground weakly.

His right hand is gone.

Clockdal suddenly became a severely disabled person with a golden hook on his left hand and an empty right arm.

"How is that possible?"

Clockdal was still immersed in inexplicable horror, but Garen grabbed the two seconds of silence and slashed the great sword on Clockdal's head again:

"Demacia is just!"

A dazzling lightsaber fell from the dome, and the scorching light of justice enveloped Clockdal's entire body.

Clockdal was a notorious pirate, and he was the thief who created the drought tragedy of the entire country. Large oasis was desertified and withered because of him, and countless families were displaced because of him.

Clockdal, who almost wrote the word "bad guy" on his face, made the lightsaber extremely heavy.

The damage increase is as high as 150%, and the damage of a full 2.5 times falls on Clockdal without reservation.

His body was burned to the point of skin and flesh, and blood overflowed from the cracked wounds, and soon it quickly scabbed due to the scorching of the hot light.

With one sword, Clockdal's clothes were intact, but his body was covered with hideous and terrifying red and black wounds from beginning to end.

In this extreme pain, Clockdal's expression couldn't help but distort and a creeping roar could not be suppressed from his throat.

But Clockdal's strength was beyond Garen's imagination. Even such shocking injuries did not make him lose his ability to fight. Instead, it caused the sand crocodile to burst out with terrifying power.

After the two-second duration of silence ended, Clockdal immediately turned into an inaccessible yellow sand, and then retreated for more than ten meters in a row before he could barely stabilize his body.

The arms that had just collapsed into yellow sand grew back, but Clockdal, who was seriously injured by the Justice Lightsaber, had a little more solemnity in his eyes.

A violent burning pain came from every inch of his skin on his body. In this pain, the anger in his heart was suppressed, and clear thinking reappeared in his mind:

"This guy can seal my fruit ability!"

In an instant, Clockdal came up with a solution based on his own experience:

"There must not be exposed in front of him!"

Thinking of this, Clockdal's body completely turned into a ball of restless yellow sand, making Garen unable to see his human form again.

Without human form, Clockdal can still launch a fatal attack:

"Desert Sword!"

A wave of sand cut the solid ground in half like a long sword, and stabbed Garen straight.

Garen's legs suddenly exerted force, and in an instant, he tapped the ground dozens of times, and his whole body moved to the side like a phantom.

With a torn air whistling, Galen avoided Clockdal's desert sword that could easily cut the ground, and rushed to the sandstorm that Clockdal turned into.

"The Wrath of Justice!"

A golden and red holy flame condensed from Garen's great sword, and then slashed at Clockdal with an indomitable aura.

Garen's data-based body will not be able to enhance the power of slashing by practicing swordsmanship, but the swordsmanship learned by Garen can make his slashing faster, sharply and sharply.

The sword fell like a hawk's attack. The white rainbow penetrated the sun, and the fire and sword light merged into one, with extraordinary momentum.

The yellow sand turned into Clockdal and the great sword came into contact with it, and he couldn't help but become restless because of the pain.

Although Garen's blade cannot cut through the elementalized body, the holy flame attached to "Wrath of Justice" can hurt the yellow sand turned into by Clockdal.

The surging yellow sand and the burning holy flames collided in the air, and the burning red sand kept splashing around, as if a dazzling firework was being set off.

There is no more fancy techniques, just a big sword knight fighting the desert storm.

One person waved the sword and flames, and the other drove the strong wind and yellow sand. Both sides fought in a group without any concession.

After a long battle between the two sides, Clockdal became more and more frightened:

His yellow sand body had been cut through the wounds that were injured by the opponent's fire sword several times, and Galen, who was repeatedly pierced by his yellow sand blade, looked safe and sound.

Seal ability, clones are invisible, not dead or injured, and flames that can hurt his elemental body

Garen showed many and strange "fruit abilities", which made Clockdal's mood heavier, and he couldn't help but think:
To be continued...