Global Lord: Start As A Desert Lord

"Entering the Temple City is extremely dangerous, your army can't follow us so ostentatiously."

Ferguson's words interrupted Richard's thoughts, he turned off the attribute panels of the two skills, and looked directly at each other.

"Your Excellency, you should know the importance of these troops to me... I don't have the background of the Scarlet Council, and it is impossible to abandon these troops."

"No, I'm not asking you to abandon the army, you can take the army away, but in a different way..."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and waved, a black wooden sign the size of a third of a palm appeared out of nowhere, with countless inscriptions engraved on it, emitting faint special energy fluctuations.

"This is the Advanced Tibetan Army card, which can accommodate a large army..."

Richard's eyes lit up immediately.

There is such a good thing? ! !

"However, this is also limited. It can only accommodate undead, machinery, and these arms that don't need to breathe..."

He stretched out his hand to take it and was very happy. Isn't this the treasure tailor-made for Twilight City?

Looking at Richard's hot eyes, Ferguson said heartbroken.

"I got this treasure from the ancient ruins, and there is only the last one left..."

"After binding, other people can no longer use it. You should put away the army first."

Tibetan soldiers

Rating: 3 stars

Features: Can hold 1000 arms

Restrictions: Life that needs to breathe cannot be accommodated, and the body size cannot exceed 5 meters. If it exceeds 5 meters, each additional meter will occupy 10 more places.

Introduction: A rare treasure made with ancient magic, very Precious.

good baby!

If the Tibetan soldier card is used well, it is simply a magic weapon.

Richard's eyes were bright.

According to what Ferguson said, he first bound it with mental power and imprinted his mark on it.

Even if it is destroyed in the future, others will not be able to use it.

Then, I thought about it.

The space in front of him suddenly became unreal, forming an opaque arch 10 meters high and 8 meters wide.

The light became a little distorted at this moment.

Entering through the arch is the space inside the Tibetan soldier tablet.

Richard didn't hesitate, and with a wave of his hand, all the troops entered.

As the army passed through the illusory arch, he could feel that the special space area of ​​the hidden soldier card in his hand was getting smaller.

As for the 5-meter-high heavy knife Warrior, each of them took up 10 places, and the most exaggerated one was the Skeleton Blood Dragon, which took up a full 50 places.

After the army gathered, he only left two squads of dark gargoyles as mounts, and there were not many 1,000 places left.

In the end, with the mentality of trying, he also placed the corpses of five great demons inside.

I didn't expect it to be possible.

This relieved Richard that he didn't have to keep dragging the corpses around.

Gunter is still staying in that lake. Even if he is greedy for the troops recruited from the corpse of the great demon, he can only wait for the other party to come back.

It seems that there should be a few more people who can recruit the skills of mummies, otherwise it would be too inconvenient.

Richard looked at the team with a sudden decrease in number, and immediately felt a lot more relaxed.

Although Twilight City's army is not weak, it is not enough to face powerful enemies such as angels and demons.

"Your Excellency Ferguson, should we set off for the Holy City now or wait for your injury to recover..."

Ferguson shook his head.

"I just used the blood pressure of the Holy Dragon to suppress the injury, and I need to return to the Scarlet Council to fully recover."

"Go back to the Holy Temple City first, there can be no further delay."

As he spoke, his tone became serious.

"You must be careful in your next actions. If the gargoyles of these two teams are in an emergency, you must be willing to sacrifice."

Richard nodded solemnly.

"Your Excellency, please don't question my determination. Since I have promised to escort you back, I will do whatever it takes."

"Even if you sacrifice all the troops in your hands!"

I didn't even blush when I said this scene.

Everyone carried the sedan chair, and this level 19 hero was so generous, he didn't mind continuing to draw the relationship closer.

Ferguson smiled with satisfaction.

Although he also saw Richard's thoughts, he didn't care.

The two didn't have any friendship before, so if they want to ask others to help, it's impossible to just rely on a few empty words.

The real motivation must be a substantial reward.

"Set off!"

The voice fell, and Ferguson sat on a dark gargoyle.

Richard and Gray followed closely behind, heading for the center of the battlefield - the Holy City.

This city is the key to the copy.

All the battles and missions in the dungeon revolve around it.

Taking this step, he will directly collide with millions of players.

Richard couldn't help feeling a little overwhelmed.

He's been waiting for this for a long time.

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Ferguson led the team to fly very carefully, and the speed was not fast, because he had to avoid the enemies who might be chasing him at any time.

Richard found time on the way to open the leaderboard and look at it.

I don't know how other players have developed in the dungeon these two days.

From the point of view, he has no points recorded in the account for a whole day, but he still tops the list with 130,000 points, leading the second place by a full 80,000 points.

After more than a day of hard work, the second place finally reached the milestone of 50,000 points.

It only takes a few more days of hard work to catch up with him...

Richard can only say that it is not that I am too strong, but that the enemy is too fierce.

Who knew that such a scene would happen as soon as it came up.

Being the first is also a special experience.

The third to tenth places are all around 40,000, and the bite is very tight.

The rest of the players are not idle, and the speed of gaining points is not necessarily slow.

It just looks pitiful compared to him.

I opened the chat channel and took a look, and there were four panels displayed on it.

Full copy channel.

Evil Covenant Channel.

Bright Oath Channel.

Plus a posting channel.

He didn't join the camp, so he could only enter all the channels and posting channels.

I opened the posting channel and took a look, and the players' discussions on the ranking list seemed to have never stopped.

And there are countless posts about him.

"Fuck, Qingqiu is a pervert! The points haven't moved for a day and he's still ahead of the second place by 80,000!!"

"I thought that guy was just lucky, he could earn 130,000 points in just over an hour, and the others were not bad, but after a day, Qingqiu was still on top of the 1 million top lord... How scary is this guy??"

"Thinking about how fucking angry, I killed 100 Rare units, and only got 3000 points... Didn't this pervert Qingqiu kill more than 4000 Rare units? Or more than 20,000 elite units? Fuck, even if There are tens of thousands of pigs, and it is impossible to be cleaned up in a few hours..." "Xiong Qi, brothers, there are 999999 of us, we cannot be stepped on by one person!"

"Speaking lightly, let's not talk about anything else, why don't you kill 1,000 Rare units and try to climb to 30,000 points?"

"..."

For a whole day, Qingqiu's points did not increase.

Most players are very excited, thinking that the opportunity to catch up has come.

But after working hard for a whole day, looking at the still huge gap in points on the leaderboard, he suddenly felt powerless.

What kind of pervert is this to score points that they can't match in the first hour or two?

Now they can only pray and hope that the bastard Qingqiu has been eliminated, or the army is wiped out.

Especially the top ten players on the leaderboard are holding back their energy.

There is a tendency to swear to kill Qingqiu under the horse...

Richard glanced a little amused.

For these guys to be besieged by the demon army, there are only a handful of them who can survive ten minutes.

Ignoring these sand sculptures, he focused on other aspects, especially the content of the player's exchange dungeon, which caught his attention.

After browsing for a while, I got a lot of information from it.

The evil covenant is currently gathered in a city 500 kilometers away from the Templar Empire.

The four evil camps have sent a large number of spies to harass and investigate the news of the Temple City.

The Oath of Light centered on the Templar City, gathered an extremely terrifying army, and also released a large number of missions to fight against the evil covenant.

The struggle between the two sides was fierce outside.

Many players have received the mission, and some chicken thieves are discussing fornication with the other camp, how to spy on each other, and let the other party complete the mission.

He did not take the war between the two sides into account at all.

Some took the initiative to seduce the noble young women on their side to be captured by the other party, and some offered high rewards to help bring back a few elves...

And some of the ideas are so big and the routines are so exciting that the corners of Richard's mouth twitched.

These sand sculptures are inseparable from their nature at any time.

There is no death threat in the dungeon, and it is even more self-released.

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In the middle of the night, the moon hidden in the clouds exudes a faint light, hazy and unreal.

The land was silent, not even the sound of insects in the grass.

This uneasy atmosphere may be the true portrayal of before the war.

It was probably because Ferguson's hidden power was extremely secretive, or because the devil had attracted the attention of the templar dragoons.

Richard, who had been on the road without stopping since dusk, was most worried that the situation did not appear—the two-winged angel did not bring the templar dragoons after him.

And when he was about to open the system map to see how far away he was.

Ferguson slammed the gargoyle to a stop.

Looking into the distance in the dark night.

The voice carries several different emotions.

"Temple City...has arrived."

Richard's spirits lifted.

Raising his head suddenly, his gaze pierced the night, and a scene that surprised him appeared at the end of his vision.

A majestic city towers above the earth, like a prostrate sky-swallowing behemoth.

The towering city walls are lit with torches and magic lamps, illuminating the surroundings brightly.

All kinds of exaggerated arrow towers and siege crossbows look particularly hideous under the light.

What is even more eye-catching is that above this majestic city, there is a phantom of an angel exuding holy light, holding the sword of holy light in both hands and standing upright on his chest, with twelve wings on his back, which makes people feel solemn.

The phantom height of this twelve-winged angel is probably more than three hundred meters high.

Even across such a long distance, it gives people a strong psychological and visual impact.

"what is that?"

Richard couldn't help asking.

There was a bit of a sneer in Ferguson's eyes.

"That is the phantom transformed by the ultimate unit building of the Templar Empire - Cloud City, which can recruit the ultimate unit - Angel."

"And the Dragon Lair where Templar Dragoons can be recruited in the south, and they are respected as the two pillars of the Templar Empire."

"It is also the peak combat power in this city."

Richard looked at the shocking phantom with scorching eyes.

Cloud City, Angel, Dragon Nest, Templar Dragoons?

These forces are probably the top arms of "Glory Age".

Slowly clenched five fingers.

Sooner or later, he will let Twilight City have the same or even more powerful units.

At this moment, the light in his eyes was extremely hot.