The desert is windy and sand, and camel bells are jingling.

The vast desert, the dead sea of ​​sand, it is majestic and quiet, and always has a stern face. The world composed of yellow sand always gives you a monotonous color, yellow, yellow, and always scorching yellow. It seems that nature has frozen the surging waves and the empty waves here in an instant, leaving it still forever. The undulating sand dunes are frozen in every place in the desert. Whenever the strong wind in the desert rolls, this desolate world will fly sand and the sky is dark.

This is the world of sand, there is no place for you to stand. This is the world of yellow sand, the ocean of yellow sand, and the endless yellow sand is connected to the sky. I can’t imagine where the end of sand is.

On a small dune in this boundless sea of ​​sand, a slightly thin figure was staggeringly climbing the towering dunes.

This is a boy wearing a thin and gorgeous robe. Although the boy was covered in dust and looked dirty, his face still looked quite handsome. His short black hair danced in the wind. Although his tough figure looked thin, his calm back still showed his perseverance as if he could carry a mountain.

This is the sea of ​​turbulent sand located in the south of the Hoss Mountains. As a huge desert, this yellow sand world is always rarely visited. At this time, there is no doubt that there is only one person who will come here alone without any supplies, or a dragon - Owakine.

That's right, this young man with short black hair is Owakine's sour throat who finally escaped. Now this human form is the effect of an "advanced transformation" on the Owakine's necklace. This magical item originally designed to facilitate Owakine's control of precision alchemy instruments has become a talisman for the dragon to save its life.

Although this human appearance made Ovak, who is a giant dragon, very uncomfortable. The human body is much weaker than the dragon. He cannot fly without wings. He cannot release breaths with a completely different throat structure. His recovery ability has almost decreased by more than ten times. The loss of the protection of the solid dragon scales makes Ovak feel as uncomfortable as if he has been stripped naked.

But now Owak has to do so.

The injuries he suffered were too serious. The eruption of the "Sleeping Dragon Volcano" left Owakine's soul almost on the verge of collapse. Even though he survived under the protection of the automatic activation of the legendary equipment, Owakine has been staying in a dying stage. The extremely unstable soul makes the Black Dragon, as a level 19 spellcaster, unable to complete the construction of a simplest spell model. At this time, the dragon's body was strolling around and was looking for death.

After all, although this vast desert looks deserted, the strong people living here are not vegetarians. Owakine is sure that as long as it dares to release a little bit of the dragon power that can be seen here, a large group of master-level strong men will immediately rush over to "eliminate the evil dragon"!

not to mention…………

Through the soul mark he released on his punk, Owak couldn't help but smile bitterly with hatred.

Just as he can feel the approximate position of punk through the "soul mark" released by punk, punk can also sense his position by the "soul mark" released by him. The specific positioning may be very vague, but the perception of the general direction will not go wrong. Now, Owakine can be sure that punk is chasing him as fast as possible.

"This is really over. Although I expected the seriousness of the injury, I didn't expect it to be so serious. I suffered even greater damage before the injury he suffered for the first time. When I was dying, I overdraw my soul and fled quickly... Now, I, Ovak, cannot even release an apprentice-level spell... and the most untolerable thing, such a thing will last at least one or two months..."

After licking his dry lips and shook his head helplessly, Owakine felt a heart-wrenching pain deep in his soul. This was the heart-wrenching soul reminding him - Owakine, you have been wandering on the edge of life and death!

The Black Dragon now has no clear destination, and he is not familiar with the desert behind the Hoth Mountains at all. The Black Dragon insisted on moving forward simply to escape in the opposite direction of punk. Even though he had reached the end of his life, Owakine could not accept his death at the hands of punk. When he thought of the crazy mage with a cold eyes, Owakine could feel a kind of anger that gave him motivation again.

But... Anger cannot replace resources. Even a master-level strong man needs to eat and drink water at least once a month before reaching the legend. A giant magical creature like the dragon must have a large amount of drinking water every day.

But at this time, Owak looked around and saw that only the air in the boundless desert emitted a slow wave of heat under the scorching sunlight. In the dry air, a large number of soil element particles almost completely squeezed over the position of the water element. Even with the dragon's strong sense of smell, it was impossible to find any trace of the water source.

This is almost unbearable for Owakine. For food, relying on the black dragon to dissolve all stomach acid can swallow yellow sand to satisfy her hunger, but there is no water source... This is unbearable for anyone, especially Owakine cannot use prophetic spells to find oasis or towns, and this embarrassing situation makes the black dragon despair even more.

The escape has been underway, and Owakine has no strength anymore. Even a dragon that has reached the master level cannot last for a week without water. However, Owakine has not obtained any moisture for five days.

Although the legendary equipment is still working overtime to repair his soul, it will take at least several years to complete the repair even with the help of the legendary equipment. Owak is the best prediction for his own spell casting ability in one or two months.

But...How could the spells one or two months later save the current Owakin?

At this moment, the dragon, who has never regarded himself as a wise mage, regretted for the first time that it did not specifically create a storage ring filled with ordinary drinking water and prophecy spells. Even if there is an apprentice prophecy spell to use, Ovakine would not be as desperate as it is now.

"No water, no water at all. My dignified master of the Hoss Mountains, Ovakine, the sore throat. The final outcome was to die of thirst in the desert. A giant dragon that was about to enter the legend fell to this end... I'm afraid that the mother of the five-colored dragon, Tiamat, wouldn't help laughing."

While muttering to himself, Owakine tried to lift his heavy legs. Even if it might not be meaningless to continue walking, the firm Black Dragon was still unwilling to give up.

As noon slowly arrived, the desert sunshine, which had just entered the tender season, showed its scorching heat. Under the injection of high-temperature fire elements, even the last trace of water element in the air completely disappeared and transformed. Looking at the desert that still cannot see the end, feeling the severe pain in the soul that seemed to be stuffed into a soldering iron, Owakine's vision slowly blurred.

Finally, I don’t know where I got there, and the Black Dragon’s consciousness completely fell into darkness...

However, not long after the powerful Owak closed his eyes and fell into a coma, after a piece of sand and dust passed away with the wind, a caravan riding camels appeared on the distant horizon.
Chapter completed!