"It's soon! It's soon! It's coming..."

In the sandstorm, a group of merchants were walking forward in the rolling sandstorm. The leading merchant standing in front shouted at the people behind, and beside him was a white camel.

The white camel exuded a faint glow, and all the sand and dust approaching became much slower. It moved straight forward without fearing the influence of the sandstorm. The camels in the caravan behind also defeated their nature under the guidance of the white camel and walked forward.

I don’t know how long I walked, but the sandstorm in front of the caravan gradually disappeared. They looked at the oasis in front of them in surprise.

A faint light curtain creates the boundary between the world and heaven. Inside the light curtain is a dense shrub, with many tall plants, full of vitality, reflected on a rippling green lake.

There are many caravans around the lake that come here to avoid sandstorms, but they all sit opposite each other on the lake, because they can't see clearly what they are doing because they are too far away.

"Is this the Emerald Oasis of the Holy Land of God of Games?"

A businessman walked forward carefully. Before he could touch the light curtain, he saw an illusory figure appearing in front of him, blocking his way.

"Is this?" the businessman was a little curious.

At this time, the leading businessman with the white camel came forward, took out a stone card and handed it to the illusory figure. At the same time, he turned to the people around and said, "This is the holy land of the God of Games. If you want to enter it, in addition to donating a sum of gold normally, you can also obtain the qualification to enter through game duels."

"Is it the game card you usually play?" a businessman said curiously.

"That's right! But I didn't play well and never passed the test. I was able to get this stone card because I brought a genius recognized by the God of Games to come here."

When the leading businessman explained, the illusory figure had already verified the authenticity of the stone tablet, opened the light curtain, and handed the stone tablet back.

The leading merchant took the stone card and before entering the oasis, he explained to the merchants who were traveling with him: "You can first pay a sum of gold, and then play a game duel in the oasis. According to the degree of your pleasing to the God of Games, you can get a certain proportion of gold refunds when you leave, and even get the monster card created by the God of Games."

After saying that, the leading businessman stepped into it first, and the merchant behind him also followed him after delivering a sum of gold. They looked at the merchants who were fighting around him, and couldn't help but get interested and study hard.

Yuan Qingwei, who was sitting in the central temple of the Holy Land, felt the continuous gathering of wishes around him. He nodded in satisfaction, and turned to look at the periphery of the sandstorm, and a faint cold light flowed in his eyes.

A day later, the sandstorm still did not subside, and people in the oasis also noticed something was wrong.

Just as they were talking, another group of people arrived.

They wore clothes made of exquisite fabrics and gold jewelry similar to baboon patterns. The one who led them even held a short golden stick.

"This is the high priest of Knight, the God of Intelligence. How could they appear here?"

A well-informed businessman recognized the other person's origin from his clothes and said in surprise.

The merchants next to him began to talk a lot when they heard this, but these priests ignored the merchants and walked straight into the temple after delivering a sum of gold.

When the priests saw Yuan Qingwei kneeling on the ground, only the priest holding a short staff bowed to Yuan Qingwei and said, "The great god of duel game, the owner of the emerald oasis, the blessing of merchants in the sandstorm, I am the disseminator of words, the guardian of knowledge, and the high priest of Knight, the god of intelligence, bringing the goodwill of the great Knight."

Yuan Qingwei leaned on the throne of the gods, held his chin with one hand, looked down and said, "The kindness of the intelligent God is to set off a sandstorm and prevent the caravan from leaving? If so, will His kindness be unacceptable?"

Looking at the high priest with a stiff face, Yuan Qing sneered: "We know what Knight means. We want me to surrender to Him too much. This is OK, but we have to follow my rules."

"Please tell me what the rules are for you?"

"I am the God of Games and created the duel game. The rules are naturally this thing. As long as you can defeat me in the duel game, I am willing to become the God of Intelligence."

"Then please ask the great God of Games to start the game!" The high priest's eyes lit up when he heard this.

Yuan Qingwei did not answer this, and a girl standing under the throne stood up and said coldly: "What is your identity? How dare you declare war on my lord directly?"

After saying that, a huge battle barrier appeared under the girl's feet, and then nearly four hundred stone cards appeared in the air. The girl chose forty stone cards and then stared at Knight's high priest on the opposite side.

The priest looked at the barrier under his feet and showed a hint of surprise. As a high-level priest serving the righteous god, he actually despised a demigod like Yuan Qingwei. But now, he felt the power not inferior to his own god in the barrier under his feet. He couldn't help but put aside his contempt and turned to look at a priest at his feet.

This priest was a few people who specialized in duel games of the Intelligence God. After he walked out, he also selected forty cards from above.

"Prince of Knight! Before the duel begins, I must tell you that what you are doing now is equivalent to the trial of God. For Knight, if you withdraw now, I can still forgive you. You still choose to fight. Then once you fail, your soul will be sealed by me. Do you still have to fight with my priest?"

The priest Knight opposite was stunned when he heard Yuan Qingwei's words, but he even made him feel that he had no way out, so he nodded and said. After hearing this, Yuan Qingwei stopped saying anything and said, "Then, as the god of game, I announce that the duel... begins!"

With Yuan Qing's command, a huge gold coin carving the sun and the moon was suspended in the air.

As the girl of Yuanqing's micro-priest, she looked at her opponent and waved her hand to let the other party choose first. Knight's priest heard this and said, "I'll choose the sun!"

The gold coins landed and the sun was on it. Knight's priest said, "My turn, summon the desert elves. Then arrange two ritual cards to end this turn."

"My turn, draw cards!" The girl drew a card, and then summoned a level one monster, and threw out a card and said: "I activate the ritual card - the blessing of the God of Games, and cooperate with the magical feathers to expel all ritual cards on the field."
Chapter completed!