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Around the tent, shield guards quietly stood guard.
Among them, Purple Vortex with the highest intelligence quietly wrapped the tent with its Dark Purple Force Field as a protective barrier.
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The blood moon hung high.
On this sandy ground, wind moved the sand, making gentle rustling sounds. Everything was so peaceful...
Occasionally when monsters appeared, before they could make a sound, several sword flashes would immediately pass by, instantly reducing them to scattered chunks...
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Scorching sunlight blazed down on the desert.
On the sandy ground, waves of heat gradually rose, incredibly hot.
In a shaded area of a sand valley, several tall figures held giant umbrellas, respectfully shading a man from the sun.
On a reclining chair, Carlos squinted, enjoying his after-meal rest.
"The Sun Emperor's Sword is currently lost in the deep Spirit Realm."
Nobody knew why the Sun Emperor's Sword was in the deep Spirit Realm.
