Global Lord: Start As A Desert Lord

This heavy news was like a depth bomb thrown into the lake of Richard's heart, setting off thousands of huge waves.

He never imagined that in the underground world, he could get news related to the crimson moon.

And still so astonishing.

The crimson moon rises, and the dwarf god will return... This prophecy seems ordinary, but it completely overturns his previous deduction about the crimson moon.

Isn't the crimson moon a fear that makes the gods tremble?

Why did he suddenly have something to do with this fallen god again? ?

What's up with this new piece of information?

If this prophecy is true, Scarlet Moon is probably infinitely more complicated than he expected.

Thoughts turn.

He looked at the blood-colored statue exuding the spirit of the gods in the hands of the old dwarf.

Forcibly suppressing the waves in my heart, I slowly opened the attribute panel.

Gnome God Statue

[level]: special

[Characteristics]: It seals part of the soul of the dwarf god, and at the same time activates the power of the descendants of the dwarf god.

[Introduction]: The treasure personally forged by the dwarf god sealed a part of his soul in the core.

Richard caught his breath suddenly.

Inside this statue, is the soul of the dwarf god sealed? ! !

He felt a little unbelievable.

When did the gods become Chinese cabbages? How can he meet anywhere? !

Are these guys playing so big?

And this is different from the clone of the kobold god who was imprisoned by him, which was sealed by the other party.

Its soul power is definitely countless times more than that clone.

From the information just now, we can know... this statue is the key to the resurrection of the dwarf god!

The light in the eyes flickers on and off...

Rand Augustus, the old dwarf looked at Richard without saying a word for a long time, his face full of apprehension.

It seemed that he was afraid that he would order them to be dragged down and hanged on the city gate...

After a long time, he dared to speak tremblingly.

"Great master, you, do you have any questions?"

Richard was awakened, looked at the nervous old dwarf, and took a deep breath.

"How much do you know about Crimson Moon?"

The old dwarf shook his head with a wry smile.

"Master, Father God's prophecy is too vague. We have searched for countless years but have not found any information about the crimson moon."

"Now that the gnomes are in decline, there is no longer the ability to excavate this Legendary..."

He said with a long sigh.

"Our ancestors once inferred that this prophecy might just be a Legendary fabricated by one of our sages to gather dwarves together."

"Father God...maybe it's hard to wake up."

As he said this, his eyes were already full of bitterness.

Countless years of anticipation, countless years of searching, the dwarf has not found hope.

Under the scour of time, the once mighty dwarves have become the bottom race.

The beliefs that supported them in their hearts had already collapsed to the point where there was not much left.

Those who firmly believe in the prophecy left by the dwarf god have become an absolute minority...

They can't afford it.

Richard looked directly into the other's eyes, and every word was more important than a thousand words.

"No, this prophecy is not a fabricated lie..."

The old dwarf was startled.

His eyes widened sharply, and he looked at the stalwart figure in front of him in disbelief.

"Master, you, what you said is true?!!!"

The tone was so trembling that it was even unreal.

In the hall, those dwarves who dare not speak are also breathing faster at this moment, staring at the unparalleled ruler who sits on the golden throne.

They await the verdict of the Inquisitor who pronounces their fate.

Richard nodded.

"You have no value worthy of my deception."

"I have definite news that the crimson moon will rise soon."

If this sentence was spoken by other people, even Ser Bloodhoof of Bloodhoof City, the new overlord of the underground world, the dwarf would not believe it.

But the one who said this now is the real ruler of the underground world.

A great existence that wiped out the gray dwarves by himself.

Its prestige is so high that even ten Bloodhoof Cities tied together cannot match it.

The dwarf immediately became agitated.

"Woooooo... Legendary, it's actually true!!"

"Praise you, the great master of the city of dusk!"

"God of the dwarves, I dare to swear, this is the best news I have ever heard in my life!!"

"..."

The old dwarf was even more excited.

Tears were gushing uncontrollably at this moment, because the wrinkles on his face were densely covered, and the tears flowed directly along the wrinkles.

It looked inexplicably sad.

The expectations of the dwarves for millions of years, the Legendary, which has no longer held any hope, turned out to be true... Their patrons will reappear! !

The emotions in my heart at this moment are too complicated to describe in words.

After a long time, a group of talents gradually recovered.

The old dwarf seemed to have thought of something, woke up suddenly, stepped up the golden steps, and respectfully brought the statue in front of Richard.

"Great master, the fate of the dwarves, please take control."

"We will fight to the death for your glory!"

The other dwarves felt unwilling when they saw the old dwarf's behavior.

Many people even wondered if they could just leave here and wait for the dwarf god to recover... But after seeing the mechanical puppets around them from the corner of their eyes, they immediately came back to their senses.

Now they have no choice.

From the moment they made the decision to seek refuge in Twilight City, fate was no longer in their hands.

No, since the dwarves can no longer activate the blood in their bodies, they have lost the power to control their destiny...

Richard watched the aged dwarf with interest.

Appreciation rose in his eyes.

He likes to hang out with smart people.

Without hesitation, he reached out and took it.

The statue is like a weight, quite heavy.

Just as I put it in front of my eyes and prepared to take a closer look, the situation suddenly changed.

The breath of the gods that could be sensed before suddenly disappeared without a trace.

The statue no longer has any energy fluctuations, as if it has turned into a mortal.

The old dwarf's pupils shrank.

I was terrified.

What's happening here?

Why is the fearsome aura on this treasure gone?

Seeing Richard's normal face, he lowered his head and never dared to look at him again.

The aura of the gods can be erased, this great existence is really frightening.

Richard narrowed his eyes slightly, without any expression fluctuations.

The power of the statue is not disappearing, but fear... The next second, a hideous statue quietly appeared in his hand.

Statues of old gods.

The two statues stand side by side.

The statue of the dwarf god was breathless, but the statue of the old god was emitting a faint gloomy light, like a shark smelling blood.

Naturally, he would not take the statue of the dwarf god rashly, the power of the gods is elusive.

In order to prevent accidents, he always manipulates the statue of the ancient god of old.

The statues of the old gods who feed on the gods are the big killers against those who control the rules of this world.

Looking at it now, the soul of the dwarf god who was sealed deep in the statue obviously still has some perception.

You may not have a clear consciousness, but you still know to seek good luck and avoid bad luck...

Richard sensed the aura that was trying to hide, and looked at the old dwarf.

"Rand, how can I use this statue?"

"Are you talking about calling God the Father, or activating the blood in our bodies?"

"Tell me everything."

The old dwarf forced himself to calm down and said in a deep voice.

"If Father God has returned, you only need to input energy into the statue to call..."

"If you want to activate the blood, it's not that simple."

As he said that, his face became a little ugly.

"The statue is the key to activate the bloodline."

"But to maintain this energy, it needs to consume 1 million units of Rare resources every year."

"Because of the dwarf's weakness, we have long been unable to pay for such a huge amount of resources... This has also led to the fact that the blood in our bodies has never been activated for hundreds of years."

The more you talk, the more complicated your gaze becomes.

"Now at least 1 million units of Rare resources are needed to restore the function of the key to the statue."

If it is not a last resort, who is willing to give up everything.

The declining dwarf has no way out.

Richard understood.

No wonder the other party is willing to dedicate the statue.

1 million Rare unit resources, this is an exaggerated figure for Twilight City.

He has been in "Glory Era" for more than half a year, and the Rare resources on the book have never reached 500,000 units, let alone 1 million.

The few top-level treasures in his hands may be worth this price, but they cannot be sold.

Moreover, it is necessary to pay 1 million every year, this thing is simply an unbearable gold-swallowing behemoth.

It's no wonder that the dwarves will be weak, not a powerful force to a certain extent, and the annual payment of this resource alone can drag it down.

At this point in his thoughts, with a little curiosity, he opened the old dwarf's attribute panel.

Although the other party spoke beautifully, he also had to see if the blood of the gods was worth the price he paid.

Rand Augustus

hero unit

[Level]: Level 9

[Potential]: Grade B

[Skills]: Divine Blood Descendants (Legendary, the potential is increased by 1 level (the upper limit is super A level), can actively activate the divine blood in the body, open the body of the divine descendant, the body of the divine descendant, the body grows to 4 meters high, and all attributes are improved 800%, skill attribute increased by 200%, level temporarily increased by 2 levels, before the energy in the body is exhausted, immune to death, duration: 20 minutes, cooling time: 24 hours.) (sealed)

Inheriting knowledge (Super A Grade, the knowledge of ancestors can be passed on through the bloodline-combat skills, alchemy, magic knowledge.) (sealed)

Strong physique (B rank), stealth (B rank), dwarf archery (C rank), dwarf combat (C rank), blacksmithing (C rank), tailoring skills (D rank), discerning herbs (D rank)

[Hero talent]: Smart brain, when leading a dwarf, intelligence increases by 20%.

[Racial talent]: super comprehension, for advanced knowledge such as alchemy and magic, the learning speed is increased by 40%.

[Bond - Gnome]: If the number of dwarves exceeds 20, intelligence will increase by 10%; if it exceeds 40, intelligence will increase by 15%; if it exceeds 60, intelligence will increase by 20%.

[Introduction]: A dwarf with great potential, once the power hidden in his body is activated, he will have surprising talents.

After reading the other party's attributes, Richard's expression was quite subtle.

A word came to mind... Ice and Fire.

The two skills of the old dwarf's descendants of divine blood and inheritance of knowledge made him jealous, and they were among the top skills.

But other than these two skills, the latter are all rubbish.

This also seems to explain the current situation of the dwarf from the side.

Potential is unlimited, life is difficult.

If it is not forced, how can a combat hero learn the skill of tailoring?

Richard was slightly moved.

Racial talent and fetters are not bad. If the bloodline is activated again, the seal of the two top skills will be broken.

I'm afraid that this old dwarf can become the top hero in an instant.

He looked at the other dwarves.

After scanning around, I found that the descendants of the blood of other dwarfs only had super-A-level skills, and the upper limit of potential increase by one level was also reduced to A-level.

The temporary level increase has also become level 1, and various attributes have also shrunk to varying degrees.

But even so, within 20 minutes, the energy in the body is not exhausted, and the feature of immunity to death is still called a bug.

But what makes him feel a little pity is that the skill of passing on knowledge has not been seen in other dwarves.

In the hall, except for the old dwarf, no one else is a hero unit.

This is obviously the main reason.

After a little emotion, Richard looked at the old dwarf.

What he valued the most was not the opponent's combat power, but the inheritance of knowledge.

Braun specifically mentioned before that the gnome has not learned alchemy, but he can answer many alchemical problems that he does not know.

Obviously also thanks to this skill.

Twilight City now does not lack high-end combat power, but what it lacks is scientific research personnel.

The attributes of the other party gave him a new idea...

"In Solan City, 5-star strategic treasures can be sold for millions of units of Rare resources."

"Exchanging 1 million Rare resources for a powerful hero unit is not a bad deal."

Moreover, he still has a lot of dark crystals in his hands, which can completely cultivate Common dwarves into heroes.

Thinking of this, he looked at the old dwarf.

"Besides you, are there any other gnomes?"

The old dwarf said bitterly.

"When we decided to take refuge in you, some of our tribe had a huge disagreement with us, so half of them stayed at the station."

Richard nodded and looked at Braun who had not spoken.

"Braun, send someone to bring those gnomes back to the Forge, so there won't be any casualties."

Braun immediately nodded yes.

Then let the two dwarves lead the way, turned around and went down.

Richard glanced around, pondered for a moment, and said slowly.

"Are you willing to live on the surface?"

Those words made the eyes of all the dwarves light up.

In the underground world, the surface is synonymous with abundance, safety, and hope. Almost all life in the dungeon has an obsession with the surface.

"Great Master, we would like to..."

In the end, the old dwarf was the representative.

"Very good, believe me, you will be sincerely honored by today's choice in the future!"

"After going to the surface, I will activate the key function of the statue and give you strength again."

This immediately excited the dwarf.

"Thank you for your kindness!!"

"Praise be to you, great master!"

"..."

Richard nodded, didn't say anything more, and waved everyone away.

Although there are still a lot of minutiae information that can be asked of these dwarves, but those are not important, just leave it to the subordinates.

After the room was emptied, Richard's gaze returned to the statue of the dwarf god.

Feeling the breath of the statue, my heart moved slightly.

The statue is extraordinary, but it will make him wonder where to start for a while.

Needless to say, the soul of the dwarf god is priceless.

But the big question is... how should this thing be used?

Can the soul hidden inside be forced out?

Letting the statues of ancient gods devour them is a bit reckless again.

"This kind of top treasure in my hand seems to have this common problem."

"This is true for the stone of the plane, the seed of the world tree, and the statue of the dwarf god..."

Richard smiled wryly and shook his head.

Others are afraid that there are no good things, but he has too many good things, and he doesn't know how to use them at all.

After withdrawing his thoughts, he focused on the key issues.

"The most critical point now is the crimson moon... As long as we can find the crimson moon, all problems will be solved."

"I don't know if this little girl, Chris, has made any progress..."

Shaking his head, he didn't worry about it.

It's only about two and a half months, even if there is no trace of the crimson moon during this period, with the strength of Twilight City, it can still get a share of the upcoming changes.

Isn't it just to deal with these emergencies that he has accumulated strength for so long?