Amidst the swirling yellow sand, Bai Xi walked silently through the desert. Serving the world's consciousness always left her feeling reluctant, but the thought of returning to the future made her sigh and pull herself together.
According to the world consciousness theory, desert spirits are life forms that originate from the desert. The only difference between them and elemental spirits is that they are considered a type of life.
The last time I came to the desert was to see the earth god Arunta.
El dislikes sand and raises a protective shield to envelop himself, but even so he still finds it repulsive. He only endures the sand's baptism because he has to stay by Baixi's side.
Logically speaking, there should be no living beings in the desert nowadays. It is barren and lacks resources, dating back to a period even earlier than the primitive era. Even out of the instinct for survival, creatures would not come here to live.
But Bai Xi wants to find a desert spirit here.
Aimless searching is not a solution. Bai Xi flew back into the sky, stroked his chin, and recalled the area where he first met Arunta. If he had to say, Arunta should also be considered a kind of desert spirit, except that he was influenced by humans when he was born and was very powerful, initially at the level of a pseudo-god.
However, since Arunta could be born in that place, there should also be a chance that other desert spirits could be born there.
Bai Xi has a slightly bad sense of direction, but looking down from the sky makes this much easier. Bai Xi refers to the map in her mind and begins to search for the area where she first met Arunta. It should be an isolated area, separated from the outside world, otherwise Arunta wouldn't have only encountered one human in so many years.
She was flying in the sky when suddenly she seemed to catch sight of a valley.
The valley submerged in yellow sand looked desolate and terrifying. Under normal circumstances, or when he lacked strength, Bai Xi would never approach such a place. However, there was a high probability that desert spirits would be born in that narrow valley.
After a moment's thought, Bai Xi flew toward the valley.
As they ventured deeper into the canyon, the yellow sand continued to churn in the sky. However, Bai Xi keenly sensed an object that resembled a life form, yet it was able to conceal itself, indicating that the life form inside was conscious and perhaps even intelligent.
This was the first living creature Bai Xi encountered since stepping into the desert. Without hesitation, she went straight forward and pulled the creature out of the sand.
Then... she spotted a human-shaped figure.
"Feel sorry."
Bai Xi knew her behavior was very impolite. Just as she was about to apologize and explain, the sand on the man's body was slowly blown away by the wind, revealing his appearance.
She stared blankly at the person in front of her, not realizing she was speaking halfway through her sentence, only knowing that her brain had shut down.
Its eyes, with their heterochromatic gold and silver hues, seem to hold the sun and the moon within them. And its androgynous features, while not exactly identical to Arunta's, are at least ninety percent similar.
Bai Xi fell silent, but the voice of the world consciousness appeared in her mind.
'We've successfully found a craftsman. Next, we'll head to the Elven realm; the Elves are skilled at crafting exquisite carvings.'
She ignored the world consciousness and only felt that the world had gone mad.
"Are you a savior god?"
The 'desert monster' that Bai Xi had dragged out saw that Bai Xi remained silent for a long time and seemed to have no intention of killing him. After a while, it cautiously asked.
Although Bai Xi's reputation as the savior is widespread, as an individual, Bai Xi is a powerful and ominous being, and it is understandable that the 'desert spirit' would be afraid of her.
"Your name".
After a long pause, Bai Xi took a deep breath and asked.
"Arunta".
"The desert sprite" answered cautiously again.
Upon hearing this name, Bai Xi's vision went black. She really wanted to pull out the world's consciousness and ask it what was going on!
Unfortunately, the world's consciousness wouldn't answer her questions. In fact, she was going to take away this 'desert sprite' who looked almost exactly like Arunta and even had the same name to build the Temple of Angels. But clearly, in the future, they would be the ones to destroy the temple themselves.
Looking at the person in front of her, Bai Xi couldn't help but identify with Arunta, and in the end, she could only helplessly cover her face and give it a half-dead, weak command.
"I won't hurt you. I need you to help me build a temple, and I will reward you afterwards."
She felt a deep sense of powerlessness. From meeting the primordial demon who looked so much like Safa, to Arunta, she absolutely refused to believe it was all a coincidence.
But thinking about these things now is useless; we can only follow the commands of the world's consciousness.
Perhaps because Bai Xi's reaction was a bit strange, 'Arunta' hesitated for a moment before nodding in agreement.
"Of course, no problem, Savior."
He probably knew that he was no match for the savior who could fight Tartarus, and even if he was unwilling, he had no chance to refuse.
As he watched this scene, El fell into thought once again.
Bai Xi's attitude towards this 'desert spirit' was quite strange this time; it was a mixture of nostalgia and shock, as if she were facing a friend she had known for a long time...
Another mystery.
When facing Bai Xi, it was as if he were looking through a thin layer of fog, unable to see clearly no matter what.
Bai Xi had no idea what El was thinking. All she knew was that when she returned with 'Arunta', she had a very complicated feeling. She kept staring at 'Arunta' the whole time, thinking about countless possibilities, but in the end, she felt that none of them were very reliable.
As for 'Arunta', Bai Xi felt a chill run down her spine just looking at him.
He was just an ordinary desert spirit, who might indeed have some special abilities, such as using magic to build magnificent palaces, but compared to the Savior, it was utterly insignificant.
He had no idea why the savior was paying so much attention to him.
Even if we need him to do something, there's no need to keep an eye on him all the time, right?
Arunta looked at Baixi with unease, only to meet Baixi's subtle gaze and face. Her heart skipped a beat. The situation had been quite urgent just now, and she thought she was in danger, so she hadn't paid close attention.
Looking at it now...
The Savior is truly a charismatic deity, possessing an indescribable allure that makes one's entire being captivated with just a glance.
The thought startled Arunta, who immediately looked away and silently cursed herself for her sins.
How could he have such fantasies about a holy savior? What difference is there between that and blasphemy?
If others found out, he would be condemned to death, but more likely he would be burned at the stake.
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