Global Lord: Start As A Desert Lord

Richard didn't know how many players were watching at the moment, and even if he knew, he wouldn't care.

Numerous battles have already tempered his heart to be calm.

After not observing much information in mid-air, it landed on the ground again.

Just when he was about to set up an action, the system prompt suddenly sounded.

"Ding~ The system map has been updated, please check it yourself."

oh?

Hearing the prompt, he immediately became interested, opened the system map, and looked carefully.

His birth point is in the south ↓, and to the north ↑ is the central area.

Thinking of the information given by the system, there is a special boss in the central area,

The present moment does not stop.

Take out the riddle crystal, let Gaunt return, turn off the map, and wave.

"Go north!"

Saying that he stopped flying alone, turned over and sat on Alves' back.

In the live broadcast room, the players saw Alves with a wingspan of 30 meters, his body was burning with blood-red energy, and his wings were broken.

His eyes turned green with envy.

"Isn't this fucking handsome? Fuck, where did this bastard Qingqiu get a mount..."

"Mount? Silly, this damn is a hero!!! Undead dragons are basically units of glory and above, and the size of this dragon is definitely a hero above B-level!"

"Is there any player from the undead camp, who knows how to get the dragon?"

"Want to get the undead dragon? You are also thinking blindly!"

"Just bragging, if it's so difficult, how can Qingqiu have it?"

"Do you know what the conditions for recruiting undead dragons are? Expert-level undead recruiting skills. In addition, there must be a dragon corpse above level 15!"

"The corpse of a dragon above level 15? Could it be that it was obtained from the troop lair?"

"This possibility is not ruled out, but the lowest level of undead dragons is also a unit of the brilliant level. If you want to get a unit lair, you must first capture the dragon nest guarded by several squadrons of brilliant units.

"And in this kind of dragon nest, there must be hero units guarding it... The dragon nest produces only one or two a week. If Qingqiu's 30 are simply recruited, at least one two months.

"In other words, the opponent had the power to capture the lair guarded by brilliant-level troops a month or two ago. Do you think this is possible?"

"..."

The barrage suddenly became noisy.

No matter when the dragon is an advanced unit, most of the players at this stage have never seen a dragon on the main plane.

Now it appears as a large block, which makes it difficult for them to accept.

I really can't figure out how Qingqiu can have so many undead dragons in such a short period of time?

But their doubts are destined not to be answered.

The army scattered ahead to explore the way shuttled through the thick fog, and found no trace of the enemy.

Richard was on high alert.

The fog obscures a lot of information, so be careful.

His goal is clear - the central area.

Compared with other players, he is more interested in the boss that can provide special rewards.

There is a high probability that other players will move closer to the center as he thought.

After the army flew slowly for about ten minutes, Gunter's voice suddenly came from the riddle crystal.

"Master, there is an orc army ahead..."

Richard, who was sitting on Alves' back, cheered up.

"Standby!"

After the voice fell, he immediately led the army to speed up the flight.

After a while, I saw Gunter waiting in front of me.

"Master, we found an army of orcs repairing on the hard ground ahead, and there is no sign of leaving for the time being."

Richard was a little interested.

"how much?"

"The three squadrons are in line with what you said before. There is a high probability that they are lords from the main plane."

"How is the opponent's strength?"

"The wolf cavalry is the main force, and there is no anti-air force."

Richard had an idea in mind.

"The whole army listens to the order and prepares to attack!"

The voice fell, driving Alves to take the lead, followed by 30 bone blood dragons.

135 Axes of the Dead riding dark gargoyles held their battle axes tightly and followed them.

Just walked through the fog.

A wolf howl came from ahead.

The orcs have spotted the army of Twilight...

Richard looked down from a height of 100 meters, in the swamp, on a piece of dry and hard ground wrapped in mud.

Three squadrons of wolf cavalry were looking up at the sky fiercely.

The wolf below opened its fangs, its saliva trickled down, and its throat let out low growls.

The orc cavalry behind him held a crossbow in one hand and a rein in the other, controlling the wolf under him to move left and right.

In the central area, an extremely strong orc player looked at the undead dragon in the sky with a depressed face.

He chose all the cavalry because in frontal battles, the cavalry has an absolute advantage.

Moreover, the army in his hands is first-class and powerful, and he is not afraid to fight any ground army.

But the most frustrating thing happened... he was born in the swamp.

Who the hell is he going to talk to?

He had no choice but to stay on the hard ground where he could charge and wait for other players to come and die.

Unexpectedly, the enemy is coming, but now, it seems that he is the one who sent the death...

At this moment, those undead dragons swooped down.

The orc player's scalp tingled.

Suddenly roared angrily.

"Attack!! Attack!!"

Amidst the hysterical roar, the wolf cavalry slammed the trigger of the crossbow arrows, and the arrows pierced the sky

Shhhhh~

But the crossbow bolt that could pierce Warrior's armor encountered the most direct defeat at this moment.

Ding Ling Dang Clang~

The bone blood dragon rushed straight down, and the arrows hit the body, making the sound of metal clanging.

Only tiny marks were left on the bloody bones.

Not to mention killing them, they couldn't even injure the Skeleton Blood Dragon.

Unless it is a heavy siege crossbow and high-grade crossbow bolts, this kind of attack seems to be used as a joke.

Roar~

There was a low growl.

A bloody light glowed in the throat of Alves at the front of the charge.

Suddenly.

Huh~

With a terrifying and corrosive super-a-level dragon breath, it pulled out a tongue of flame tens of meters long.

The arrows in the sky were directly turned into slime.

on the ground.

呲啦~

Those wolf cavalry wanted to dodge fiercely, but the opponent's range was too wide, and they couldn't dodge at all.

And as long as it is contaminated by the dragon's breath, no matter how strong the wolf cavalry is, it will be corroded into blood.

In a face-to-face collision, several squads of wolf cavalry were directly killed.

Before Alves got up, the bone and blood dragon behind him filled the fire.

huh~

The dragon breaths are like flamethrowers, forming a cross-fire net.

The wolf cavalry, who could only attack with crossbow arrows on the ground, felt the horror of this world at this moment.

In just the last two rounds of attacks, half of the troops of the three squadrons were directly killed.

The orc player's eyes were tearing apart, but the ground troops were not prepared, and the threat to the air cavalry was zero.

"Withdraw! Scatter and escape!!"

The helpless roar resounded through the sky.

The orc player's voice fell, and he immediately rushed out with two squads of wolf cavalry.

Such an eye-catching move immediately made him the target of Alves.

Broken dragon wings incite.

huh~

With a few flaps of its wings, the giant dragon hero rushed to the top of the opponent's head.

The huge body with a wingspan of 30 meters flew above his head, and the oppressive force it brought was abnormal.

bow your head.

Puff~

The terrifying dragon's breath swept down.

The orc player had no time to react, and was instantly turned into blood.

The army that lost its backbone immediately fell into greater chaos.

Started to run indiscriminately.

An enemy without resistance is a circle of sheep.

The bone blood dragon has entered the hunting time.

No matter how fast the ground troops are, how can they compare with flying troops?

Besides, this is a swamp.

Those wolf cavalry who fled in all directions enjoyed the exclusive dragon breath of the bone blood dragon one by one while running slowly in the mud.

"Ding~ You hunted a lord and got 5000 points. The current number of lords hunted: 1, ranked 10th."

After the last wolf cavalry fell, a system prompt sounded in Richard's ear.

Open the so-called ranking and take a look.

This is the ranking in the arena. The 9 people in front of him all have 1 kill at this time.

Obviously, when the numbers are the same, they are arranged according to the killing time.

Richard didn't feel much about killing the orc player.

The moment the opponent has no means of countering the air force, the outcome is already doomed.

He is used to it, but at this moment the players in the live broadcast room are going crazy.

"I'm stupid, am I blind? How long has it been? The wolf cavalry of the three squadrons were all killed by Qingqiu?"

"It took less than five minutes to shock me for a year. Why is this pervert so strong?!"

"Isn't that right? That's okay? Those soldiers riding gargoyles behind Qingqiu didn't do anything, just 30 undead dragons killed the opponent... Fuck, why is this bastard so perverted?"

"How exaggerated are the levels of those undead dragons? The wolf cavalry can't bear half of the dragon's breath..."

"..."

Most players know Qingqiu Qiang, but they don't have a specific impression.

The battle just now made them realize what strength is.

In just a few minutes, the autumn wind swept away the fallen leaves and cleared the enemies cleanly.

This kind of intuitive impact is not comparable to a few posts on the forum.

At this time, the players in the live broadcast room were horrified to discover that the gap between themselves and this pervert Qingqiu was really so exaggerated...