Versatile Mage: Get the Desert Emperor clone at the start

Chapter 53: The Siren Retreats, the Bab el-Mandeb Strait Becomes the Boundary
The Red Sea is surrounded by two continents and is bordered by vast desert areas on both sides: the Sahara Desert on one side and the Arabian Desert on the other.

Here, the power of this Indian Ocean master is completely restricted.

The golden sand waves slowly advanced, while the deep blue waves retreated step by step, and the surging waves slowly evaporated into mist in the area where they came into contact.

The shadow of the Lord of the Deep Sea fluctuated slightly in the sea water, obviously surprised by this result.

This emerging lord of the desert was much stronger than he had imagined, and in this Red Sea sandwiched between two large deserts, his maritime authority was severely suppressed.

"I underestimated him"

The Lord of the Deep Sea pondered in his heart.

But this is not his home ground after all, and there is no need for him to fight to the death with the other party for a mere Red Sea.

He had two purposes for coming this time: one was to see with his own eyes what this desert emperor who had suddenly appeared was capable of; the other was to respond to the other party's expansion in the Red Sea that had lasted for several months - after all, as the ruler of the Indian Ocean, it would be a loss of dignity if he turned a blind eye to the changes here.

In their world, the law of the jungle is an eternal law.

The Red Sea is nothing more than a tiny puddle compared to the vast Indian Ocean. Since the other party has the power to seize it, he is not the one who will let it go.

“That’s enough.”

The low roar of the sea suddenly resounded through the world, and the originally surging deep blue waves subsided in an instant.

The blurry giant slowly raised its ethereal face, and its voice was filled with unquestionable majesty: "This Red Sea is given to you. From now on, the desert and the ocean will be separated by the strait. How is it?"

Seeing this, Azir lightly pressed his left hand against the two sun runes floating in front of him. The sun disk behind him suddenly stopped rotating, and the golden sand in the sky froze in mid-air, like a golden rainstorm that had been paused.

"deliver?"

The scepter slammed heavily into the air, creating a circle of dazzling golden ripples.

Azir's voice was as cold as ice. "This sea will be swallowed by the golden sands. Why do you need to give it to me?"

"Without my help, can you feel at ease?" The shadow of the Lord of the Deep Sea twisted slightly, and there was a warning in his voice.

"Then let's fight." Azir did not give in, and the shadow of the sun disk shone again.

The conversation between the two powerful men caused a substantial pressure to solidify in the air, and even the ripples on the sea surface stopped.

Silence shrouded the entire Red Sea like a heavy curtain, and only the crackling sound of the burning sun's true fire occasionally broke the dead silence.

The shadow of the Lord of the Deep Sea swayed slightly in the water, and the flowing dark lines showed his inner weighing.

Finally, the shadow that covered the sky and the sun began to slowly recede, like waves at low tide, with the unwillingness but helplessness of having to compromise.

It's not that he is afraid of fighting, but the cost of this game far exceeds the value of the Red Sea itself.

He certainly wouldn't go to war with the Desert Empire just for a small piece of the Red Sea.

First, the opponent is very strong and he is not sure of winning; second, Azir is the strongest king in the desert on the continent, but the ocean is not his only domain.

As ruler of the Indian Ocean, he understood the cruel laws of the ocean better than anyone else—here, injured sharks are cannibalized by their own kind. If he lost too much strength in the battle with Azir, the other ocean masters, eyeing him with eager eyes, would not miss the opportunity to seize his power.

The voice of the ruler of the Indian Ocean faded like a muffled thunder, leaving behind a final warning before fading: "Remember the boundaries drawn today, Lord of the Desert." The voice carried the pressure of the deep ocean ten thousand meters deep. "The Strait of Bab el-Mandeb marks the boundary between sand and sea. This Red Sea is yours, but if your golden sands cross that strait..."

The words were not yet finished, but the threat was clear.

The deep blue energy remaining on the sea surface suddenly condensed into a clear dividing line, completely separating the Red Sea and the Indian Ocean.

Azir watched quietly as the waves gradually receded, a hint of understanding flashing in his golden pupils.

This result was completely within his expectations - in this world where the strong prey on the weak, the truly strong ones know how to weigh the pros and cons.

For him, opening up the Red Sea was to connect the two great deserts of Sahara and Arabia and build a complete desert empire.

But for the ruler of the Indian Ocean, the Red Sea is just a small puddle in the vast territory. It is obviously not a wise move to go to war with a powerful empire for it.

The Red Sea is just a small transaction to buffer the two major forces of the Sahara Desert Empire and the Indian Ocean Siren Empire.

As the other party left, the pressure on the sea surface gradually dissipated and the solidified air began to flow again.

On the sea below, Qingli and the Red Sea Overlord watched all this in shock.

It was not until this moment that they truly realized their own insignificance - it turned out that the power they were proud of was nothing more than a trick in front of such an existence.

The most tragic one is the Red Sea overlord.

It watched helplessly as the master it was loyal to gave up the Red Sea so easily, its scarlet vertical pupils filled with despair and desolation.

The sea tyrant that once dominated the world has now become a discarded pawn in the game between two powerful nations. This gap makes it wish it could die immediately.

Without the obstruction of the deep sea master, the golden sand waves finally had no scruples and quickly spread to the entire Red Sea.

Azir stood high, watching the magnificent spectacle that changed the color of the sky and the earth - the azure sea was undergoing an amazing transformation under his authority.

After the golden sand sank into the sea, it made a "hissing" burning sound.

The sea water is evaporated, the salt is extracted, the surging waves are swallowed by the sand waves, and the blue sea surface fades at a speed visible to the naked eye, replaced by a brilliant golden color.

The coral reefs on the seabed were the first to suffer. Those colorful corals quickly turned gray, cracked, and eventually turned into powder under the erosion of the golden sand.

The fish fled in panic, but could not escape the fate of being desertified - their scales lost their luster the moment they came into contact with the sand waves, their bodies gradually stiffened, and eventually they turned into golden sculptures, maintaining a swimming posture and forever frozen in the sand sea.

The deep water area in the center of the Red Sea, which was originally a trench thousands of meters deep, is now filled with a steady stream of gold sand.

From afar, it looked as if an invisible giant hand was stitching the entire ocean back together bit by bit. Sea levels were dropping at an alarming rate, exposing the seabed to the sun for the first time, revealing shipwrecks and submarine volcanoes that had lain dormant for centuries, only to be buried again by the shifting sands.

When the last drop of sea water evaporated, the entire Red Sea had completely changed its appearance.

Looking around, there are only endless golden sand dunes sparkling brightly in the sun, and occasionally a few protruding coral fossils can be seen, like tombstones of this lost ocean.

(End of this chapter)