Accompanied by a rustling sound, the thick sand formed waterfalls that piled into dunes on the ground.
"Give us your harvest, and we'll spare your lives!" said the closest Hundred Wither without emotion.
"How... troublesome." Gao Peng frowned. He had killed off the little monsters, but here came the big ones. This was the Hundred Withers' den, so he couldn't stay for long.
Twenty Hundred Withers surrounded them from all sides. It seemed like they wouldn't enter the red desert because of some taboo.
"It's right in my hand. If you want it, get your a** over here!!!" Goldie said pompously as it slammed its giant axe into the sand and took a step forward.
Although Goldie had an imposing appearance, these Hundred Withers weren't scared off.
Instead, seven Hundred Withers stepped forward.
Without any delay, Goldie yelled and swung the divine axe in its hand.