With the blessing of the goddess' tears, Kane's mana seemed to be inexhaustible. This group of robbers became the touchstone for him to test the power of his magic, bombarded by endless elemental magic, and half of them died in a blink of an eye.

Taliyah, who was hiding in the caravan and was fascinated by her mother's tight protection, watched Kane weaves various manic and untamed elements into wonderful patterns and blooms gorgeously under the empty night sky of the desert.

The thought arose in her mind: Can she also use magic to protect her tribe members?

Taliyah did not try casually, and the situation was almost one-sided. She just had to wait for Kane to clean up the remaining bandits.

She took her eyes back from Kane, and saw a shadow wrapped in light armor in her light, rushing towards her father at a terrifying speed.

The robber leader knew very well that the mage could not beat him, and the swordsman was protected by the weaver again. If he did not catch the chief, the battle would end without any suspense.

In order to survive, he could only sacrifice his life!

The robber leader took action with his aggressive steps, his agile pace was comparable to a cheetah, and he rushed across the defense line at high speed. Several weavers guarding the chief were swept by spears that were too fast to see, and knelt on the ground with their blood-sprayed wounds.

There was no barrier between the two, and the robber leader stretched out his palm with sharp protective gear toward the weaver chief. The latter's eyes were still blurred when he entered the sand. It was too late when he found that the robber was approaching.

At this critical moment, the earth trembled violently.

The earth shook, and the whole world was shaking up and down in the two holes dug out by the mask.

The robber leader looked at his outstretched hand and moved closer to the ground.

The earth actually rose!

The earth shook violently, and a rock wall suddenly rose between the robber leader and the weaver chief, then shattered and fell down towards the robber.

Then, the earth boiled!

Boom-

Countless rock walls and curtains rose from the ground, separating the people and forming circles and arches.

However, these rock structures are not stable and collapsed and fell in a blink of an eye during the violent earthquake.

Kane has not yet had the ability to release such a terrifying large-scale magic. He could feel the power of the elements surging in the earth under his feet, all rushing to one place!

It's Taliyah!

The elemental power came without saying anything, like a heavy rain swallowing her. She responded to the call from the earth, and couldn't help but open her arms, facing the magic that was coming without reservation.

The rocks shattered one after another, jumping towards her fingertips, and weaving them into rock walls and stone curtains as she moved.

But this ability is a disaster in her hands. She does not have enough ability to control it. She weaves a masterpiece of protecting her tribe, and in a blink of an eye it collapses and submerges everything.

"Why did Taliyah wake up early?" During the rumbling earthquake, Kane could not even get the artwork out.

He wanted to rush to Taliyah to interrupt her connection with the earth, but he was blocked by layers of walls and curtains.

"Kesha, dangerous! Don't pay attention to me too far!"

Unfortunately, he could only hold Kaisha tightly before the two were separated by the wall curtains, and stretch out a better-than-less air shield to block the surrounding landslides.

There were screams of panic everywhere, and only Babayan, who was sitting in the caravan, was calm and composed.

The old grandmother looked at Taliyah, who was full of wisdom, with her eyes full of power beside her, and kept muttering words like "Mother Weaver Shows the Spirit".

Taliyah finally lost consciousness under the sharpening of the huge rocks and her body fell down softly.

Babayang used the shepherd's stick to catch her, but did not let her fall out of the car.

I don’t know how an old man reacts and strength.

The earthquake finally stopped, Kane dissipated the air shield, and the smoke and dust were isolated from the air shield, and the two of them were still clean.

Kaisha had eyeballs on the corners of her eyes, and the scene she had just experienced reminded her of bad memories.

"It's okay, I can feel the pulse of the Void Stone in my uncle's hand."

She immediately wiped her tears and began to search for Kasardin's figure in the ruins.

The sand thieves ran away and no one caused trouble anymore. The weaver, who survived, also took action and pulled out the tribe members buried by gravel.

They soon found Cassadin, who was hit in the knee by a rolling stone and limped on his way.

"It's fine." Kasardin grinned and welcomed her daughter into her arms.

Kane has no medicine in his hand and will not heal spells.

Although it was just a few scratches, he still felt that he had to take Kasadin to see Babayan, and this grandmother also took care of the work of a local doctor.

In line to the caravan, Kane saw the injured being neatly scribbled on the blanket, but the scars on their bodies were basically lacerations or punctures left in the battle with the robbers.

Except for Taliyah lying beside her, she showed no sign of injury, but her forehead began to burn.

After asking Ran Niang next to him, Kane got the answer: "My mother in the dark blesses the tribe. No one died in the earthquake, and most of them were just scratched."

The mother weaver in her mouth is the patron saint of the faith of the weaver tribe, and this mysterious god is highly respected by the nomadic tribe.

"Strange thing." Kasardin muttered.

The huge wall curtain collapsed beside him, and it was outrageous if no one was smashed to death.

"After all, he is the patron saint." Kane said it was understandable.

However, he didn't think it was a blessing from Mother Weather. He was more inclined to be Taliyah's subconscious efforts to protect the tribe's subconscious, which caused such a result.

She first made a mistake, and then she barely rescued her. At the cost of minor injuries to all the staff, she drove away the vicious sand thieves, although several weavers died under the eyesless swords and guns.

There were many people injured. Cassadin was recycled by Babayan after just getting a plaster. She also had to check the injuries for many people and let Cassadin wipe them off by herself.

Kesha took the initiative to help, and Kasadin rolled up her trouser legs, and then she applied the plaster that smelled green grass on his red and swollen knees.

A sound came from a distance, and Kane saw the chief with a bandage on his head commanding his tribe to camp next to the ruins.

The battle is exhausting, and the injured need to rest and it is impossible to start migrating in the middle of the night.

Although death is sad, the survivors must continue to live.

In the middle of the night, the chief and several weavers dug several tombs in the valley to bury the dead. His wife kindly brought cold-removing blankets to Kane and others, thanking the three for help.

The nights in the desert were very cold, and Kane and Kesha were both wearing only one short coat, so the blankets they sent really worked.

Kasardin uses one alone, while Kane Kesha shares one.

They sat on the rocks and leaned against each other back to back, and were wrapped around a heavy blanket below their necks, which meant that Cassadin could not see what Kane wanted to do inside.

But so many things have happened, Kane has no idea for the time being.
Chapter completed!