It is said that the religious confrontation between the Blighters and the Cenarion Circle is quite fierce now, and both sides are trying their best to gather believers. If the Blighters are trying to transform the desert, then the Cenarion Druids will naturally not lag behind.

Of course, the dispute between the druids has nothing to do with Muradin, at least it doesn't matter now. He stood on this moving sand dune, looking left and right, listening to the mysterious call in his heart, which was on this piece of land.

Down, right under the rolling quicksand.

Muradin took off the scepter of creation from his back and held the sacred object of the original ancestor in his hand. The surge of Titan power made him more closely connected to the earth under his feet. He held the scepter and walked on the sand dunes.

Walk around like an explorer holding treasure hunting equipment.

"Yeah, Brian deserves to do this."

Muradin made a small rant. Indeed, Brian Bronzebeard must be better at finding something in the desert than him, but his restless brother is said to have gone far away during this period.

In the world of Xonos, he took the best archaeologists under his command to explore the origin of the civilization of the Dread Lords. It is said that they have discovered several temples from ancient times.

Moreover, information on the Nasrezim demons' observation of the origin of the stars was also found, which is very meaningful information for Azeroth.

Muradin was thinking about these things in his mind. He took a step forward, and the next moment, the seemingly normal sand dune suddenly opened a hole leading to the ground. It happened so suddenly that warriors like Muradin were stunned.

Unable to react, the dwarf let out an exclamation and fell into the desert. In the hot wind, the cracks in the quicksand were covered up without a trace in the next moment.

Muradin...
Chapter completed!