Seeker of Teyvat

In the small canyon in the desert, the people of the Gilded Brigade watched in shock as the sandstorm dissipated, revealing Wang Daoyi's figure and Xi De, who was bound by golden chains.

"Enemy attack!!!"

The shrill shouts instantly spread throughout the canyon, and members of the Gilded Brigade emerged from the corners of the canyon.

Wang Daoyi just looked down quietly, watching these gold-plated brigades gathering.

Enemies of this level gathered together to deliver food to him.

Of course, Wang Daoyi had no intention of taking away all the stars in one shot.

After all, these are all human hands, all his leeks.

The Gilded Brigade, a loose group of mercenaries from the golden desert. Willing to work for anyone for reward.

The "Gilded Brigade" is the collective name given to them by people other than the Sand People. Among them are mercenary groups such as the "Sons of Farroh" and tribes such as the "Tanit".

As a nation without gods, most members of the "Gilded Brigade" will only use the martial arts of desert survivors for their livelihood and their employers.

Thinking about various information about the Gilded Brigade, Wang Daoyi slowly descended from the air, stood in front of the Gilded Brigade, and looked at a big man in the Gilded Brigade.

"Are you the leader here?" Looking at the desert man holding a long-handled axe, Wang Dao asked directly.

Greta looked at Wang Daoyi who was surrounded by wind and sand with a solemn face, her eyes full of wariness.

As the leader of the plundering group, he has more than a hundred gilded brigades that can fight. Different from the image of a barbarian who easily wields a giant axe, as a gilded brigades and thundering in the day, even though he regards fighting as his Tianshi is a true descendant of the samurai tribe. In fact, he also has a lot of research on the ancient literature and poetry of the abandoned capital in the sand.

Looking at the jackal mask on Wang Daoyi's face and the terrifying ability to control the wind and sand, Greta couldn't help but think about it.

He also recalled the legend in the desert not long ago about the priest who also wore a jackal mask and drove sandstorms to destroy monsters and save the desert tribes.

There was some confusion in Greta's eyes, but under Wang Daoyi's increasingly cold eyes, he finally lowered his head: "Salute to you, your noble lord, I am the leader here, Greta."

Wang Dao nodded and gave the same choice as he did in the Kasak tribe: "Submit, or destroy."

The violent wind and sand began to flow, and the yellow sand was flying all over the sky, as if it would destroy everything here in the next moment.

There was a commotion in the Gilded Brigade, and everyone looked at Greta at the front. The pride of the desert people made them hope that Greta would not agree, but the fear of death in their hearts also hoped that Greta could nod.

Greta was even more confused. He had already recognized the people around Wang Daoyi as the elders of the tribe next to them. He had blackmailed this tribe more than once.

Now this elder appears next to Wang Daoyi, with an excited look on his face. It is obvious that this tribe has surrendered to the person in front of him.

If he chose to surrender at this time, he could not draw a conclusion in his heart whether his own interests could be guaranteed.

On the other side, Wang Dao's eyes became increasingly impatient when he saw that the big man had been silent for a long time.

The yellow sand in the sky seemed to feel the inner displeasure of its owner, flying violently and making a shrill whistle, oppressing and intimidating the gilded brigade in the canyon.

Feeling the gathering sandstorm, the desire for life finally defeated the inner attachment to power and wealth.

Kneel down on one knee and crawl at the feet of Wang Daoyi: "Greta will be your axe, sir."

As Greta prostrated, many of the Gilded Brigades breathed a sigh of relief. Facing the violent yellow sand in the sky, they were also very scared.

He quickly knelt down along with Greta: "I surrender to you, my lord."

A smile appeared on the corner of the mouth under the mask, and Wang Daoyi nodded with satisfaction: "Fengsha will no longer punish you."

The yellow sand in the sky calmed down, and the clear sky appeared in front of everyone again, as quiet as if the violent wind and sand had never appeared before.

"Go and open the mouth of the canyon to accept the Kasak tribe. Also, compile a map of the surrounding forces and give it to me."

After loosening the chains that bound West Germany and throwing West Germany to the ground, Wang Dao stepped into the air and passed by many gilded brigades: "As long as there is one force in this area, it is enough."

There was a hint of ecstasy in Greta's eyes. He finally understood why Sid, the elder of the Kasak tribe, was so happy.

For such an ambitious and powerful man, the sooner you surrender to him, the more benefits you will gain.

As the second surrendered force, as Wang Daoyi continues to conquer other desert forces, he will receive more and more benefits.

Now he is just the leader of a gilded brigade of a hundred people, and maybe he will be the leader of a thousand people in the future.

"Yes, sir, I will prepare the map for you right away." Greta respectfully watched Wang Daoyi walk into the water source deep in the canyon, then turned to look at West Germany, "Elder West Germany, in the future, please give me more Take care of me."

There was indifference in Sid's eyes, but a smile on his face: "No, no, let's do things together in the future, and we need Leader Greta to take more care of us."

The two old foxes both wanted to kill each other, but they held each other's "hand of friendship" with a smile.

They all know in their hearts that the other party will be their biggest 'enemy' from now on.

Soon after Wang Daoyi left, people from the Kasak tribe appeared not far from the entrance of the canyon. They were very cautious and did not approach. Instead, they sent a young man over to take a look and found that West Germany was waiting for them here. They safely drove away the beasts of burden and carried their tribe's last possessions into the canyon.

Some members of the Gilded Brigade were jealous and wanted to snatch it, but they remembered the man in white deep in the canyon and restrained their desires.

Under Wang Daoyi's force, the two different desert forces were forcibly gathered together.

Wang Daoyi is well aware of the discord between the two parties and will not try to make peace. On the contrary, the more discord they have, the happier Wang Daoyi will be.

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One month later

Dachishahai·Holy Epiphany Hall

In the ancient past, this place used to be a fertile oasis, but now it is a ruin covered with yellow sand.

Thousands of gilded brigades occupied this place, and a red sand flag fluttered in the wind. This was the flag Wang Daoyi chose as the symbol of his power.

"Hurry up, hurry up, the Lord is waiting for our news, don't let him down."

Holding a huge long-handled ax, Greta shouted to the gilded brigade under his command.

In the huge area of ​​the Holy Epiphany Hall, there are dozens of teams active.

Driven by dozens of high-level Erling messengers, ordinary Gilded Brigades are conducting reckless excavations here.

A month ago, after gaining the allegiance of the Greta tribe, Wang Daoyi conquered dozens of desert forces. Some chose to surrender after seeing the power of the desert, while others were stubborn and clashed with Wang Daoyi.

All in all, the final result was that Wang Daoyi integrated dozens of forces in this desert area, and then took them to the location of the Holy Epiphany Hall and let them dig.