Global Lord: Start As A Desert Lord

October 16th.

Before heading to the Underworld.

Richard recruited the newly refreshed units.

In addition, before going to Solan City, a group of troops recruited on September 22, when upgrading the territory, recruited two batches accumulated on October 1 and 8.

During this period of time, he has recruited a total of 4 productions from the troop lair.

The current total force is .

Mummy Keeper 630

Deadman's Ax 515

Bandage Mummy 273

Scorpion Warrior141

Great Ax Death Knight 387

Condensed Archer850

Kuangsha Mage445

Cursed Pharaoh 90

Brilliant units - Dark Gargoyle 240, Ax of the Dead 70.

110 Statue of the Dead - 720

Heavy knife Warrior20.

Crown units——Bone Blood Dragon 160, Skeleton Demon 0.

Total strength: 4536, more than four brigades.

In particular, what he valued most was the fusion arm - the Stone Statue of the Dead, whose number also reached an exaggerated 7 squadrons.

All lifted into the air, can directly cover the entire Twilight City.

The power in his hand skyrocketed again.

But the price is a crazy drop in resources on the panel.

The previously accumulated Rare resources were all consumed in Solan City.

This time, in order to recruit the stone statues of the dead, we had to exchange Common resources for a large number of Rare resources. After this round of consumption, there are still 50 million units of Common resources left.

This made Richard lament the abundant resources earned from conquering the underground world last time, but at the same time, he felt a headache for the exaggerated expenditure.

He originally wanted to accumulate some resources and upgrade all the troop lairs to the glorious level.

But after a month, the resources in hand are getting less and less...

This made him a little helpless.

There are big money eaters like the Nest of Arms, no matter how much they earn, they still feel that they are not enough.

"It's still more profitable to capture the Advanced map..."

It's a pity that such a rich and easy-to-handle power as the gray dwarves is too hard to find.

If you want to find it, you can only leave the desert of death.

But at this stage, Twilight City does not have the spare capacity for frequent long-distance expeditions.

The crimson moon is coming, and great changes will begin.

Before the space ability of the void sandworm is unstable, you need to be careful when planning to go hunting.

Bestowed upon the recruited units—after desertification, Richard entered the underground world through the two-way portal established in the Quicksand without hesitation.

When he passed the ancient tree of gods and evils, the boss still had no vitality at all, and it was even difficult for him to sense the other party's vitality.

As if it was really dead.

The venomous wasps that stayed on the branches also turned gray black, as if they had become fossils.

This scene looked rather strange.

Richard didn't observe much either, it was still too early for the other party to wake up.

After passing through the gate of space, immediately after continuous underground passages, the dark environment of the underground world appeared before the eyes again.

Smelling the stench of mud in the air, he frowned subconsciously.

No matter how many times he came, this world without sunlight would still make him feel uncomfortable.

Open the system map, determine the target, and directly control the gravel to fly out.

Bloodhoof City, since the gray dwarves were exterminated, this city has become the actual center of the underground world.

And the owner of this city, the Dungeon Barbarian, finally got his wish and became the overlord of the underground world!

Although this overlord seems to many people to put a quotation mark.

But no matter what, before the surface lord did not speak, Bloodhoof City was the most powerful ruler of the underground world, and no one could compare with it.

At this moment, the streets of Bloodhoof City are very lively. Looking around, you can see all kinds of strange dungeon races coming and going.

Most of these lives came to trade weapons.

The news that Bloodhoof City used food to purchase high-level equipment from all forces spread throughout the underground world before the gray dwarves were wiped out.

For the underground world, food is a hard currency that is more precious than anything else.

Nine out of ten fights were over food.

Suddenly, a burst of yellow sand flew into the city from the sky.

Many people on the street looked up subconsciously.

"How dare you force your way into Bloodhoof City? You're looking for death... huh? That's... the surface lord?!"

The street became noisy in an instant.

Everyone's eyes widened, wanting to see the attitude of the surface lord full of Legendary colors.

But it's a pity that the speed was too fast, and when they reacted, they only saw a blurry shadow...

This makes many people feel embarrassed.

Manipulating yellow sand is Richard's signature ability spread in the underground world.

Coupled with the addition of a Legendary degree of more than 10 points, his popularity and reputation in the underground world can be described as horror.

Richard ignored the restless streets and flew directly into the Santo's Mansion.

As soon as he landed, Sel Bloodhoof, the owner of Bloodhoof City came out to welcome him.

The other party seemed to be able to know his arrival one step ahead of time every time.

Serge strode closer and saluted first.

"Master Richard! Your arrival is welcome!"

Be respectful and humble.

This is what Richard appreciates most about life in the dungeon. He can afford it and let it go. When it's time to confess, he will never hold on.

There was a smile on his face.

"No need to be too polite, Searle, I promised you that in the future, the dungeon barbarians will follow Twilight City to conquer the surface."

"Keep a good attitude, we were friends before, and we will be friends in the future."

Stepping forward, he patted the other person on the shoulder, with a somewhat friendly tone.

After Serge straightened up, he felt complicated emotions in his heart.

friend......

He took a deep look at Richard and nodded fiercely.

The higher-ups of the dungeon barbarians behind them also let out a sigh of relief.

There has always been a proverb circulating in the underground world... After the rabbit in the forest is captured, it is the time for the hound to die.

Judging from Richard's attitude, the other party obviously didn't have this idea.

In the future, Twilight City will bring Bloodhoof City to attack the surface forces together. It was Richard's promise to Searle last time, and now he mentioned it again, which also gave them a lot of confidence.

My heart immediately settled down.

"Please~"

Searle led Richard into the hall and let him sit at the main seat.

Richard was not polite either, of course he refused to let him sit down.

A few months ago, when he first came to the underground world, he was able to take down Bloodhoof City by relying on the severely broken Extraordinary Hunter.

months of development.

Twilight City is no longer the same, and his status will naturally be even higher.

Strength is the only pass, this sentence has never been false.

After three rounds of tea and chatting for more than ten minutes, Richard cut to the point. "Searle, how is Bloodhoof City going with the plan we agreed on before?"

Serre's face immediately became serious.

"Lord Richard, everything is going according to plan."

"The progress of unifying the underground world has been completed by one-third."

"The small forces around Bloodhoof City have all been brought under our jurisdiction."

"Those who do not surrender have been eliminated."

"The plan to exchange food for weapons is also being implemented steadily. So far, more than 20,000 weapons have been exchanged, and more new weapons will be sent in the future."

Let the underground world become the weapon factory of Twilight City, this is a plan that was set early on.

Twilight City doesn't have so much energy to devote to the underground world right now. The best way is to set a goal to guide the underground world in the direction he wants.

Bloodhoof City is his agent.

Richard nodded.

"Yes, you did a good job and didn't disappoint me."

"I have some new ideas here, and you will gradually promote them later."

Serge immediately became serious.

"Please tell me."

After organizing the language, Richard narrated the ideas that he hadn't thought of when he came.

"In order to maintain the lead in weapon forging in the underground world, I need Bloodhoof City to open up forging technology to everyone and share forging information."

At the first sentence, Searle was shocked and found it difficult to understand.

"Master Richard, you are talking about... open forging technology??"

Richard nodded.

"That's right, Bloodhoof City will establish a blacksmith association in the future, and at the same time select the top blacksmiths to teach other forces the forging technology."

"Those forces that surrender to Bloodhoof City can send blacksmiths to study every once in a while."

"At the same time, those blacksmiths from small forces who have reached Advanced will also come to Bloodhoof City to give lectures every once in a while."

"In addition, as long as you contribute your forging skills to the Blacksmith Association, you can get rich rewards."

"If you work behind closed doors, you will never make progress."

"Knowledge can only be promoted by mutual exchange."

"Of course, this is just a general outline, which is very rough, and the specific details need to be supplemented by you."

His weapon business is mainly for players, and if he wants to continue, he must be one step ahead of the players.

With the rapid development of players, the desire for low-level weapons and equipment has gradually decreased, and correspondingly, the demand for high-level weapons is rising.

It is necessary for the underground world to keep up with the development rhythm of the players, so that they can always use the huge productivity to squeeze wool.

And to stay ahead, in his view, the best way to improve is communication promotion.

In this closed world, knowledge is an extremely precious wealth.

This is especially true for forging, a craft that can eat.

It is impossible for anyone to share their craft without order to enforce it.

How effective is this, he has already tested it in Twilight City.

Definitely worth trying.

After Searle finished listening, he couldn't recover for a long time.

This idea of ​​completely breaking the inherent thinking made him feel a kind of visual crushing.

While he was still complacent about mastering the underground world, the other party was already thinking about the longer-term future.

And what he did was so bold that he didn't even dare to think about it.

What a precious wealth knowledge is, share it when you say share it?

But from the simple words of the other party, he could hear the strong feasibility...

If he implements and advances firmly, he is 70% sure that everyone will accept it.

No one can refuse to learn other people's craft of pressing the bottom of the box.

The other senior officials of Bloodhoof City were also amazed and speechless.

At this moment, they seem to understand why Richard, who was equal to them a few months ago, and even slightly lower than them, can make them respectful a few months later.

The pattern gap is too big.

"Master Richard, your heart is amazing..."

Richard smiled.

In the modern age of knowledge explosion, as long as the people are willing, Common people can even learn the piloting skills of fighter jets, the manufacture of nuclear weapons...

There are few obvious barriers.

It is precisely because of the openness of knowledge that the whole world develops so rapidly.

Twilight has achieved some success in knowledge sharing.

And the scale of the underground world is countless times larger than Twilight City, and there are countless times more intelligent life, if it can really be promoted.

For a long time to come, in terms of forging weapons, they will remain ahead of players.

It is enough that the Underworld can do this.

"You must arrange this matter."

"Don't be too tough in the early stage, use soft methods first, let other forces taste the sweetness and then promote it strongly."

"The details are up to you."

Searle came back to his senses, and bowed with his chest up in admiration.

"As you wish."

After finishing his instructions, Richard continued.

"There is another important thing you need to do—to register the hero units of all forces, their levels, occupations, abilities, and all the information."

"As well as the detailed information of their troop lairs, they must also be recorded."

Searle was taken aback, then nodded with a serious face.

"yes!"

Richard waved his hand.

"On these two points... When you advance, you can use my name to do it, but you must grasp the speed and don't be too aggressive."

"Don't let other people have too much resistance."

"Our goal is to carry out the plan, nothing else."

Searle's eyes lit up.

He knew how terrifying Richard's reputation was now.

With the endorsement of the other party, the difficulty of implementing these two plans will be greatly reduced.

After talking about some details, Searle suddenly said a little awkwardly.

"Master Richard, may I ask you to go to the surface world with you?"

As he spoke, he seemed afraid that he might misunderstand something, so he hurriedly said.

"I just think......"

Richard interrupted with a smile.

"Of course you can. After the underground world is completely unified, you can go to Twilight City at any time."

"In the future, Twilight City will need Bloodhoof City to send troops to defend the city."

Serge was overjoyed.

The longing for the surface is almost engraved in the genes of the dungeons.

But it's a pity that many dungeon beings have never left this gray world in their entire lives, to see the sun, the stars and the moon.

Richard didn't say anything more. After agreeing with the other party to trade weapons at the end of the month, he left Bloodhoof City and headed for Furnace City...

After Richard left, the high-ranking barbarians looked at Serge.

"The patriarch..." Searle took a deep breath, his eyes burning.

Quietly restored the momentum of the former overlord.

"Immediately ask someone to refine the two requirements put forward by Mr. Richard, and at the same time formulate a comprehensive plan... Three days later, we will start to implement it."

"This is a task assigned by Master Richard himself. Anyone who dares to hold back will be dealt with according to the laws of Bloodhoof City!"

"yes!"

Several people should be together.

Searle didn't speak again, and turned his head to look at the dim sky outside the window.

"Conquering the surface... I really look forward to that day."

His eyes were very bright at the moment.

 …

after an hour.

Furnace City.

The soldiers guarding the city only saw a cloud of yellow sand flying in.

Several gray dwarf recruits subconsciously wanted to blow their horns, but were stopped by their teammates next second.

"Idiot!! That is the great ruler, Sir Richard!!"

The gray dwarf was startled, and then looked at the sky full of admiration.

"That is the great ruler?!"

Richard ignored this scene, in the underground world conquered by him, he naturally had enough privileges.

One sentence can decide the fate of countless people.

After crossing the city wall, he came to the vast central square after a while, but when he was about to fall down, his face suddenly turned black.

Because a rock statue with a height of more than 30 meters appeared in his sight.

The statue seems to be carved by a master, and its appearance is vivid, giving people a strong visual impact.

But what left him speechless was that the statue was his...

Who the hell did this? ?

Richard fell to the ground with a speechless face. A moment later, two teams of gray dwarves controlling mechanical puppets surrounded him.

Sensing the familiar aura, the gray dwarves immediately opened the cockpit, came out in unison, and shouted in the most flattering tone.

"Great master, your humble servant sends you greetings ~ welcomes your return..."

After Richard captured Furnace City, he sat in the city for more than half a month, and the soldiers in the city did not know him, but only a few.

And there is this statue, it is difficult to know him or not.

Richard said with a dark face.

"Where's Braun and Gregor? Let them meet me here!"

"Yes, the Great Master..."

The two gray dwarves immediately turned around and went down to communicate, while the other gray dwarves quickly protected their surroundings.

A posture of being ready.

Ten minutes later, Braun, whose wheelchair was pushed by two mechanical puppets, quickly came to the front of the statue.

"Master~"

When the 12th-level alchemist saw him, he stood up excitedly and ran over.

Richard glared at the guy angrily, and pointed at the statue in front of him.

"Who asked you to carve this?"

Braun's excited expression suddenly froze on his face, and then he said cautiously.

"This is the common wish of all gray dwarves. Everyone says that it is an honor bestowed by the gods for the city of Furnace to welcome a great ruler like you!"

He added while pointing to the gray dwarf next to him.

"If you don't believe me, ask them!"

Richard looked at Qiqi nodding, the gray dwarves who didn't mean to lie at all, the corners of their mouths twitched.

Although he knows that gray dwarves have no bottom line, you can't be so inappropriate.

I occupied your city with my front foot, and you erected a statue for me with your back foot?

He didn't know what to say to these bastards for a while.

I am too lazy to talk nonsense.

"Where's that guy, Ge Gelu?"

Ge Gelu, 15th level Great Sage alchemist.

It can be said that he is the top talent in his hands.

His baby, An Daier, has only a special professional level, and there is still a long way to go from a master.

The only pity is that this guy is a gray dwarf.

It's also a day dog.

Braun said with a bitter face.

"Ge Gelu is studying the World Destroyer in the secret room. He said that he must give the World Destroyer life before coming out. Do I need to call him?"

It was only then that Richard remembered that when the gray dwarves were annihilated, the chief gray dwarf drove a mechanical puppet wrapped in blood-red muscles—the World Destroyer.

The gray dwarves were defeated, and Ge Gelu, the Great Sage alchemist, said that he could give life to the mechanical puppet, so he gave the mechanical puppet of the World Destroyer to the opponent for research.

I didn't expect this guy to look a bit like a research fanatic from Andelle.

"Forget it, ignore him."

Richard glanced at the statue, looking a little toothless.

"Push this thing to me."

Braun said weakly.

"Master, I suggest you keep it. The gray dwarves worship you extremely, and your statue can be a great deterrent to them...Because of your statue, the public security has improved a lot during this period."

Richard's expression was quite wonderful.

Is this a joke?

Can a statue improve law and order?

But looking at Braun's serious face, he felt a little powerless.

He really didn't understand the brain circuit of these dungeon life.

He waved his hand.

"Forget it, just keep it if it's useful."

Out of sight is pure, and I don't bother to stay any longer.

Turn around and walk towards the City Lord's Mansion.

Asked while walking.

"What happened to the dwarf with the blood of the gods?"

Braun, who was right behind him, responded immediately.

"Those god-blood dwarfs came here on their own initiative, and they claim to have the blood of the dwarf god flowing through their bodies."

"Although I don't see that they have it, there is one thing that is doubtful—those gnomes have always insisted that they have never studied alchemy, but they are very proficient in alchemy."

"I often ask them some difficult alchemy questions, and they can answer them easily."

"I suspect that they may not only have the blood of the gods, but may also have obtained a high-level inheritance in their bodies."

Richard narrowed his eyes.

"God of the dwarves, hasn't this god fallen?"

Among the mythological information he collected, there are records about the dwarf god...

Braun curled his lips.

"Those stupid dwarves don't think so. They still firmly believe in their Legendary. After some moon rises, the dwarf god will be resurrected..."

Richard's originally casual expression froze for a moment.

His eyes were like knives, and he stared at Braun coldly.

The voice carries a strong oppressive force.

"What Legendary?"

Braun was startled, not understanding why Richard reacted so strongly, and said hastily.

"It's a Legendary that's been passed down among the gnomes. I also know it by accident. All the gnomes say so."

"I mean... what moon does that rise? Do you know?"

Richard stared at him closely, saying every word.

"But Crimson Moon?"

"Master, this, this I don't know..."

Braun felt like he was being watched by an Elder Dragon.

The terrible pressure made it difficult for him to breathe.

Beads of sweat dripped down my forehead...

Sensing that the other party was not lying, Richard slowly restrained his momentum.

But his face was still full of sternness.

"Bring the gnomes right away, without missing a single one!"

"yes!!"

Braun answered with a trembling voice, without even wiping off his sweat, he turned around and led the surrounding soldiers to the dwarf camp.

Richard came to the City Lord's Mansion in deep thought, and sat directly on the golden throne, motionless like a sculpture.

After a long time, a burst of chaotic footsteps came from far and near.

After a dozen or so breaths, about forty dwarves entered the hall under the escort of mechanical puppets.

The average height of this race is between 1.3 and 1.4 meters. They look ugly and look scary.

The clothes they wore were also very crude, and many of them were even torn, so one could tell that they were not doing well.

Rand Augustus, the old dwarf, entered the hall and immediately saw the figure of the High Throne.

Immediately raised the twelve points of spirit.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, he stepped forward while the other clansmen were still in panic.

Kneel down and salute.

"The great master, the descendant of the dwarf god——Rand Augustus sends you his highest regards, and thank you for your reception."

"Free gift."

When the other party's voice came from the ear, the old dwarf stood up tremblingly.

But at this moment, he still lowered his head, not daring to look more.

That one is a stalwart existence that flattened the underground world, and there is a huge gap in their identities.

"I heard that you have the blood of the gods flowing in your body? If so, why do you take refuge in me?"

The old dwarf gritted his teeth and looked up.

Only now did he see the figure on the golden throne clearly.

The other party wears a black and red crown, with a handsome face, and a dark black cloak covers part of the throne, making it even more mysterious.

What impressed him most was the pair of dark and deep eyes, as if they could see through everything.

His demeanor is full of the aura of a king that makes one's heart tremble, as if the other party is a natural master, and he is only worthy of bowing down.

Taking a few deep breaths to calm down, he opened his mouth.

"Great existence, although the blood of the father god flows in our body, but the glory of the dwarf has disappeared in the long river of time... We have lost the ability to open the blood in our body."

"Right now, only a massive resource can reactivate our power."

"In the huge underground world, there is no more benevolent object of refuge than you. Being loyal to you is the only way out..."

"You can bring us hope."

After speaking, he knelt down on the ground again.

"The great master, the dwarves, are willing to sacrifice our lives and souls, and be eternally loyal to you."

As he spoke, his heart tensed up to the extreme, because the other party's next sentence would determine their fate.

At this moment, he is like a criminal sitting in the dock, waiting for the court to pronounce his sentence.

Uneasy.

After a while, the words with a strong sense of oppression sounded again.

"Dwarf, what do you use to prove your identity?"

The old dwarf took a deep breath, raised his head, looked directly at the supreme king, and took out a blood-colored dwarf statue from his arms with trembling hands.

"The great master...this is the last treasure left by the father to the dwarves."

The moment Richard saw the statue, his pupils shrank sharply.

His breathing became short of breath.

That's... the breath of the gods! !

There will be no fakes!

Just as he was about to open the system panel to check the properties, the words of the old dwarf below made him stand up directly from the throne.

"Father God predicted the future before he fell into a deep sleep. He will return after the crimson moon lifts into the sky."

"And this treasure can summon God the Father to descend..."

Crimson Moon? ! ! !