Sand Mage of the Burnt Desert - Chapter 400



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Episode 400

Xiaolun was sitting at a huge table eating.

A huge table that seemed large enough to fit several adults lying down was filled with a lot of food.

These were foods so precious that not only the slums but even people who lived a little in Neo-Seoul could not even dare to dream of having them.

However, there were only four people sitting at the table eating, including Xiaolun.

Tanlong, Chuwei, and Qingming were all leaders of the Southern District.

The men, Xiaolun, Tanlong, and Chuwei, ate the food greedily.

They tore the meat in front of them with their bare hands and put it in their mouths. Their hands and mouths were covered in grease, but they didn’t care.

Only Qingming, a woman, was able to eat food little by little using chopsticks.

Food that seemed like it would be enough to feed ten people was quickly eaten up, and the table was littered with bones from the leftover meat.

“Good!”

Xiaolun finished her meal with a satisfied smile. Then, as if they had been waiting, Chu Wei, Tan Long, and Qingming also took their hands off the table.

It was their rule that when the oldest one finished eating, they too would finish eating.

Chui Wei said.

“The food tastes better.”

“I changed the chef. Do you like it?”

“Yes! You’re much better than the one before.”

“I think so too.”

Xiaolun considered the meals among the leaders to be very important.

This is because you can build a bond by eating together like this and handle important matters while talking.

“My family hasn’t seen each other much lately, has it? So I decided to have a meal together for the first time in a while. I’m glad you liked the food.”

“It was a satisfying meal after a long time.”

“I ate well.”

The word that Xiao Lun always emphasized was family.

His motto was that families with the same blood should stick together.

Xiaolun asked as if a thought had suddenly occurred to him.

“How is Woohang doing?”

“I’m running around busily in the southern area.”

“Really?”

“When you come from the countryside to the city, everything seems new. They say they bother people by asking questions about even the smallest things. And I met Zeon a while ago.”

Xiaolun looked interested in Chu Wei’s report.

“So?”

“They say they failed to include him.”

“Of course. If he was that soft, we would have already recruited him.”

“The only good thing is that he only lives in the slums and has no desire for vested interests in Neo Seoul.”

“If that were the case, the wind of blood would have blown long ago.”

Zeon rarely came to Neo Seoul unless something special happened.

Even if you enter Neo Seoul, you only stay for a short while and then leave.

If he had special communication with other areas, Xiao Lun would not have stayed still either.

Zeon was a strategic weapon that could upset the balance of Neo Seoul.

His ability to manipulate sand was so deceptive that if he were to attach himself to one area, the rest of the forces would surely be consumed.

Because of that, each district was keeping a close eye on Zeon’s movements.

Fortunately, Zeon didn’t have any big ambitions and just lived in the slums.

Tanlong asked cautiously.

“Are you going to leave Jang Woo-hang like that forever?”

“Why? Do you feel a sense of crisis?”

“No. Why me?”

“The Wuhang are like our blood relatives. If we do not take care of those who come from our hometown, who will follow us?”

“That’s right.”

“I know what you are worried about. But you don’t have to worry too much. Woohang is just a fellow countryman, but you guys are my real family who have been with me since I was a lump of blood. Woohang will never be given more importance than you.”

Smiles appeared on the three people’s faces at Xiaolun’s declaration.

I don’t know the truth, but Jang Woo-hang said that there are ten thousand awakened beings in the Underworld. If we can communicate with the Underworld, it can be said that ten thousand more powers will be generated.

Because of that, the leaders of the southern district were feeling a sense of crisis, knowingly or unknowingly.

Xiaolun said, reassuring them.

“Now everyone go out and do your own work.”

“Yes!”

“Then see you next time.”

“Thank you for the delicious meal.”

The three of them thanked Xiaolun and went out.

Left alone, Xiaolun approached the window.

He had a full view of the southern district. But what he saw was the city hall towering over the southern district.

Even though we mobilized all the manpower in the southern district, we were unable to build a building taller than the city hall.

It was only a few floors apart, but to Xiao Lun, it felt like an insurmountable wall.

Like this, there was an unbridgeable gap between the city hall and the southern districts.

Technical prowess, magical engineering, awakener level, and system were all far superior to the viewer.

Because of that, Xiao Lun always felt inferior to Jin Jin Hao.

No matter how hard Xiaolun and the Nan District tried, they could not help but feel frustrated when faced with a huge wall that they could not overcome.

But for the first time, there is a possibility of bridging the power gap in one breath.

“If there really are more than ten thousand Awakened beings in the Underworld, they will be able to overcome the lack of power in one breath. If they really are.”

The question was whether, as Jang Woo-hang said, there really were ten thousand awakened beings in the Underworld.

In fact, Xiaolun did not completely believe Zhang Wuhang’s words.

There are three hundred thousand inhabitants of the Earth, and they say there are ten thousand awakened ones.

It doesn’t make sense that one in thirty people awakened.

Even in Neo Seoul, which has a population of 20 million, the number of awakened people does not exceed 100,000. Only one out of 200 people will awaken.

That’s why the percentage of awakened people in Jijeoseong is seven times higher than that of Neo Seoul? I had to assume that it was a hundred percent exaggeration.

“I think it’s at least ten times exaggerated. It’s fortunate if there are even a thousand Awakened. However, if even a thousand join, the power will increase significantly.”

If you add the various materials of the underground world and the population of 300,000 people, the destructive power of the southern region increases unspeakably.

The problem was to establish a safe trade route between Neo Seoul and the southern districts.

“It might be possible if Zeon helps, but that’s unlikely.”

Currently, Zeon was the only Awakened who could roam the desert like his own home.

Even professional navigators had to risk their lives traveling across the desert. The risk increases exponentially the farther away you go from Neo Seoul.

Therefore, there was no reason to force myself to interact with the Earth before everything was perfectly prepared.

There was no reason or ability to forcefully transfer Neo Seoul’s magic engineering technology. Everything was controlled by Jin Geum-ho.

A smile appeared on Xiaolun’s lips.

“If the guys you came with are of the same level as you, you’ll be a useful tool.”

Xiaolun’s plan was to extract and eat them as long as they were useful.

That was then.

Knock knock!

“Can I come in?”

There was a knock, followed by someone’s voice.

In an instant, the smile disappeared from Xiaolun’s lips.

Because the owner of the voice was Jang Woo-hang.

He spoke, controlling his expression so as not to reveal his true feelings.

“Come in.”

“Thank you.”

The door opened and Jang Woo-hang came in.

“Did you rest well?”

“Thanks to your consideration, I was able to spend a comfortable time and enjoy the sights.”

“Yeah, is there anything to see?”

“It was really amazing. It felt like I was looking at our old city. How did you come up with that idea?”

“I never forgot my blood, my identity.”

“You are amazing. You are truly a great warrior.”

“Oh my… … .”

Xiaolun’s face cracked slightly at Zhang Wuhang’s excessive praise.

I feel good when I hear words that support me.

He said, trying to control his expression.

“But why did you come to me?”

“While looking around the southern area, I came to find you because I thought you were the real owner of this item.”

Jang Woo-hang suddenly took off the sword he was wearing on his waist.

Xiaolun looked at the sword he held out with a puzzled expression.

“Isn’t this your weapon? Put it away. I’m not poor enough to accept someone else’s sword.”

“This is a gift from the Lord.”

“A gift?”

“The Lord of the Castle gave me this sword and told me to find someone who can help the Earth and give him this sword.”

“What?”

“This sword… … .”

Suddenly, Jang Woo-hang’s voice became lower.

Xiaolun’s eyes sharpened as he sensed the ominous atmosphere.

“This is the Yue King’s Sword.”

“Mon… … King?”

“Yes! It is the sword used by Goujian, the ancient monarch of the Moon Kingdom. The Lord of the Castle has sealed it, so it looks like an ordinary sword, but if you inject it with mana, it will reveal its original form. Try it.”

“Is this really the Sword of the Nine Heavens?”

Xiaolun’s voice trembled on its own.

I couldn’t not know.

When the ancient continent was divided into numerous countries, the Nine Heavens ruled over one country.

After losing the war, Goocheon suffered humiliation and joined the enemy’s command.

He licked the gallbladder and consulted with God, and was eventually able to get his revenge.

The sword that Goocheon used is the Goocheon Sword.

However, the sword currently in Xiao Lun’s hand was different in shape from the Nine Heaven Sword he had seen in the data before.

Xiaolun infused mana into the sword as Zhang Wuhang had said.

Wow!

As the seal on the sword infused with mana was released, cracks appeared on its surface and light flashed.

After a moment, the dazzling light disappeared and in Xiao Lun’s hand was a sword of an entirely new form.

Jang Woo-hang said.

“I don’t know why, but when the world was destroyed, the Nine Heavenly Sword in the museum was imbued with mysterious power. It may have been the wish of the King of Yue to become the ruler of the continent.”

“Ruler?”

“Yes! There is a legend that the owner of this sword will become the ruler of the era.”

Xiaolun’s eyes, holding the Nine Heaven Sword, turned red. However, Xiaolun was so absorbed in the Nine Heaven Sword that he didn’t notice it.

Because I was distracted by the sound of the Nine Heavenly Sword coming from my hand.

“The ruler of the era.”

The sound was so strong that Xiao Lun couldn’t take his eyes off the Nine Heaven Sword.

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Zeon was walking along a particularly damp street.

Even in broad daylight with the sun shining brightly, the streets are damp and dark like night.

This was Guro’s black market, protected by a strong barrier like a goblin market.

Although it cannot be compared to the Goblin Market, it is still not small in size, so many people visit it.

This place was especially used by criminals and scavengers.

Because anyone could use it, unlike the Goblin Market, there was no need for separate identification.

The quality of the goods was not as good as that of the Goblin Market, but even that was disappointing to many people who visited this place.

The reason Jeon, who usually used the goblin market, came here was simple.

It was to find the Jeonrangdae.

It was a failed attempt to sell ghost beetle shells at the goblin market.

The Goblin Market conducted a thorough investigation into why people without any identification were able to enter.

As a result, it was revealed that someone had exploited a loophole in the barrier and manipulated the information.

It was like hacking an old computer.

Because of this, the goblin market was put on emergency alert, and security was strengthened several times over.

The scribes were mobilized to fix the weak points and strengthen them.

This completely blocked any chance of infiltration by the Panzers.

The only place Jeonrangdae could use after being unable to use the Goblin Market was another black market. That’s why Jeon came here to check out the atmosphere.

I wonder if we can find any clues.

Zeon pulled his robe’s hat down low, covering his face.

Thanks to that, no one knew his true identity.

“Hey, bro, come here.”

“Do you need a sword?”

“How about this? It’s a knife I bought a while ago… … .”

The black market merchants called for Zeon.

Zeon glanced at them and then passed by.

Because it was obvious at first glance that they were playing around with crude stuff.

The place where you can open your eyes and cut off your nose is the black market.

The reason why rich people prefer the Dokkaebi Market is because there is trust, but there is no such thing here.

The black market is where the victim is treated like an idiot.

If you look even a little bit sloppy, the merchants will swarm you like piranhas and bite you.

At that moment, Zeon’s eyes caught sight of a strange object on the shelf.

A wad of yellow paper with strange red letters written in what seemed to be blood.

Not only was the writing strange, but the ominous energy flowing out of the wad of paper caught Jeon’s attention.

Zeon approached the owner of the display case.

“What is this?”

“I bought it from some country bumpkins. They say it’s a good luck charm back home. Are you interested?”

The master’s eyes, looking at Zeon, sparkled with greed.

It was a look in his eyes that told him he had caught a fool.

Zeon said with a smile.

“That’s interesting. A good luck charm.”