Global Lord: Start As A Desert Lord

After suppressing the high will to fight in his heart, Richard sensed again.

The soul imprint feeds back the fluctuations of the dune lord, like a scorching sun.

Even if only a trace of breath escaped, it made him feel a strong sense of danger.

Extraordinary.

The other party is definitely an existence above Extraordinary.

But... In his perception, the power of the soul is still a bit vain, like the weakness of a prisoner who has been imprisoned for a long time when he is released from prison.

This got Richard lost in thought.

The other party came out of a certain sealed place?

After the yellow sand titan dissipated, the situation on the ground immediately became clear.

Under the double-teaming of two powerful units, the Stone Statue of the Dead and the Sandstorm Controller.

Without the leader of the mummy guards, they gradually lost their resistance.

These Crown 3-star units were extremely powerful in combat, but at this moment they all turned into lambs and were quickly slaughtered.

Their only skill that can cause damage - throwing spears, although it has a powerful lethality, it cannot be cast continuously, and even requires the cooperation of weapons.

And after desertification is turned on, the stone statue of the dead has an invincible advantage.

"Ding~ You commanded the army to win a brilliant victory, your experience has reached the upper limit, please complete the promotion task as soon as possible."

"Ding~ You have eliminated more than a thousand 15th-level troops. Do you want to anchor the suppression force—the Lord of the Dunes? After anchoring the target, the task requirements can be completed one by one.

Note: After anchoring the target, it cannot be changed within a short period of time, and the task of promotion cannot be completed by destroying other forces, and can only be unbound after one month. "

As the system prompts sounded.

declared the end of the encounter.

Richard looked at the prompt without hesitation for half a second.

"Anchored!"

"Ding~ Anchored successfully."

A bit of coldness flashed in his eyes.

Soul branding, right?

I let you bake!

Moreover, what interests him even more is... the power of yellow sand that the Lord of the Dunes attaches great importance to.

It was the first time he had heard of it.

Obviously, if you want to get the correct answer, you can only start with the other party.

"If I'm not mistaken, there is also the power of yellow sand in the body of the yellow sand titan..."

"Judging from the opponent's familiarity with controlling Huangsha, it can't be wrong."

And judging from the attitude of the dune lord, this kind of power can obviously be stripped from other people... This is interesting.

The other party wants to hunt, but who stipulated that he cannot be a hunter?

Soul Branding... Straight Hook Fishing.

Thinking of this, I took a deep look at the depths of the desert.

He's going to give this guy a big gift.

Extraordinary?

I don't know what it's like to butcher with my own hands, I really want to experience it.

The whirring sandstorm quietly subsided as the battle ended.

The sandstorm controller, whose aura was much weaker, got out of the sandstorm state, and his real body was revealed on the sand.

Although it has not reached the state of mana overdraft, the battle just now has caused the state of this unit to drop seriously.

After all, the Sandstorm Master is a rare 3-star unit, and the initial level is only 7.

It can be called abnormal to force the 15th-level unit to achieve such brilliant results.

After the battle, although Richard failed to gain experience, the sandstorm masters collectively rose to a level.

Obviously, the rewards of a leapfrog battle are not generally rich.

Richard looked at the calm approval, and suddenly thought of the hyena's previous message... The earl of Solan City came to recover the treasure that was robbed by the dune lord.

The dune lord's army has been killed, what about those things? Are you still here?

Immediately lifted the spirit.

Harvesting loot is obviously much more interesting than fighting.

Immediately let the army disperse and search.

When the large army dispersed, Richard looked down at the ground.

The bodies of broken stone statues of the dead floated in front of my eyes.

I can't help but feel a little pain.

The biggest loss in this battle is the stone statue of the dead.

These glorious 3-star units with an initial level of 10 killed a full 12 teams.

This is definitely the worst loss that Twilight City has ever suffered.

It directly consumed the output of 11 arms for a week.

This encounter also reminded Richard that he must be vigilant when dealing with high-level troops.

If you are careless, you may suffer huge losses.

Taking a deep breath, his eyes regained clarity.

Where there is war, there must be war damage, and he has long been mentally prepared for this.

However, this time it was obviously overstated.

Empiricism is harmful. When he saw the mummy guards, he subconsciously believed that it would be difficult for ground troops to cause damage to the air force.

This directly caused the team to charge too densely, and launched a general attack without sending troops to test.

The result was a wave of unexpected spear throws by the opponent, causing heavy casualties.

Fortunately, there is a powerful life-saving skill called desertification, otherwise the final number of casualties would have increased by three or five times.

"learn a lesson."

Richard came to a conclusion about the loss.

The arrogance that had arisen in my heart due to the recent smooth sailing was completely cleared away.

In the current Twilight City, it is still not possible to run rampant and domineering, so there is no big mistake if you are careful.

After regaining his mood, he opened the private message.

"Hyena, I have cleared the Dune Lord's army. Where is the earl's robbed goods? Send me the coordinates."

The hyena, which had run out for dozens of miles, was discussing with the boss, the third child, and the bald head whether to continue to retreat.

When he saw the news, his eyes widened in disbelief.

Seeing that the hyena's expression was not right, several other people asked quickly.

"What's the matter? Who has news again? That yellow sand titan is chasing us in this direction?"

The hyena opened its mouth and said in a dry tone.

"No, don't run away..."

The bald man was the most anxious, and said angrily.

"Are you going to die, you? Can you finish your sentence!!"

The hyena suppressed the vibration in his heart and trembled.

"Boss Qingqiu just rushed over..."

The bald head wanted to give this idiot a stick.

"Then what?"

"Then? Then we don't have to run away... The Dune Lord's army was wiped out."

Several people were taken aback for a moment, then looked at each other.

What the hell... the Dune Lord's army was wiped out?

Are you kidding me?

The Earl of Solan City gathered thousands of advanced troops and an army of tens of thousands of players. Even this level of strength could not stop the opponent from charging.

That terrifying Lord of Yellow Sand beat the 19th-level Earl of Solan City to death.

How much effort is this now?

gone? ?

A sense of unreal dream arises in my heart. The existence they feel afraid of is just a reptile that the other party can crush to death?

The bald head trembled with a somewhat hoarse voice.

"Then, what about the yellow sand titan?"

The hyena shook his head.

"Don't you know who Boss Qingqiu is? That Huangsha titan... I'm afraid he was the first one to be killed."

Everyone was silent in unison, followed by a burst of sincere amazement.

Damn, the appellation of pervert is tailor-made for Boss Qingqiu!

After recovering, I became excited again.

Only by following such a boss can we have a future...

Richard didn't know the mental journey of the few people, and did not delay after receiving the coordinates sent by the hyena, and immediately galloped away on Alves.

Ten minutes later, a sand dune full of corpses, blood and battle marks came into view.

Pieces of cargo boxes were half-buried in the yellow sand below.

Richard's eyes lit up.

The yellow sand light surged on his body.

With a wave of his hand, countless gravel turned into big hands, bringing the goods on the ground to him.

Originally, my heart was full of expectations, but after searching a few times, I couldn't help being greatly disappointed.

Inside those cargo boxes were nothing but a few odd units of Rare resources.

Obviously, after the Lord of the Dunes succeeded, he transferred the spoils.

Richard couldn't help but feel a little upset that he didn't get any oil or water.

"In this way, this wave is a big loss."

"It's a big victory, it's okay to swallow the experience, there's no loot, and 12 teams of stone statues of the dead..."

Shaking his head helplessly.

If you want to get real gains, maybe you have to step down the Lord of the Dunes.

It is not an easy task to shake a force with an Extraordinary in charge.

But this kind of force definitely hides Advanced treasures.

If the Raiders come down, they will definitely get huge profits.

However, risks come with benefits.

Before that, he had to mention the power in his hand again.

Waiting for Xina and the Dark Valkyrie to return, waiting for the ancient tree of evil to wake up, waiting for the fire elemental lord to break through the Extraordinary...the hunting plan can start.

After confirming that there was nothing to gain, Richard didn't bother to stay any longer.

After informing the hyenas of the news and asking them to conduct a second search just in case, he led the army directly to Solan City.

The sandstorm master, who was still weak, sat on the back of the stone statue of the dead and slowly recovered.

At ten o'clock in the morning, when the sun became scorching hot, Richard's pupils reflected the towering walls of Solan City.

Even though I've seen it once, I'm still amazed.

There are groups of Pegasus cavalry in the sky, the heavy ordnance on the city wall is terrifying, and the densely packed arrow towers behind are like hedgehogs. The city is like a beast with its mouth open.

Can devour all incoming enemies.

Compared with this city that has stood for a thousand years, the gap between the City of Twilight is so great that it cannot be said.

Taking a deep breath, his eyes regained his firmness.

In the future, everything will be there!

His faith is unwavering!

After depositing the arms, he called the best carriage and entered the city.

——

Deep in the desert of death.

A sand dune surrounded by black gravel, the most central part of which is like a giant hand clenched and smashed down, severely dented.

If you look down from the sky, you can see a magnificent city standing in the hollow of the dune.

Surprisingly, the sand dunes around the city are more than 100 meters high, but they are as solid as a rock wall, and they did not collapse against the underground city with a drop of 100 meters.

It seems that there is an invisible force blocking the gravel.

It was like a miracle.

This mysterious underground city is quiet and lonely, without any signs of life.

Gives people an inexplicable darkness and fear.

Overlooking the city center, you can see a wide square made of black boulders, majestic and solemn.

In the central area of ​​the square, on the twelve steps, a throne made of yellow sand stands tall.

On the throne, the Lord of the Dunes with the head of a jackal, wearing a yellow sand robe, and holding a Black scepter is half leaning on the throne.

The dark eyes stared straight ahead at the illusory picture displayed in mid-air.

Looking carefully, it was the perspective of the Huangsha titan who had just fought with Alves.

Below the twelve flights of stairs.

The two players whose temperament was incompatible with this empty and dead city looked at this scene with delicate expressions.

One was skinny and the other was dark and fat.

The two looked at each other and communicated silently in private messages.

"Peasant, has the Lord of the Dunes been beaten? Why do you keep watching this scene over and over again..."

"Ghost knows, why don't you ask?"

"Fuck, I don't want to court death... But those soldiers in the picture, why do I look familiar?"

"Hehe, what a familiar fart, the two of us hang out all day long, can I see what you've seen?"

"No, I must have seen it, let me think about it... undead, dragon? Can it be so strong... Fuck! I remembered!"

"Don't be surprised...who is it?"

"Qingqiu!! Damn it, the player who killed the Lord of the Dunes is definitely Qingqiu!! Look at those undead dragons, aren't they the ones who killed the Quartet in the last dungeon?

"There are also those gargoyles, although there are changes, but the template can be found!"

"You fucking say that, it really looks like..."

At this moment, the Lord of the Dunes looked away from the mid-air picture and looked down.

Seeing the wretched expressions of the two players, they couldn't help but frown.

"Peasant, Haonan, do you recognize the God Lord?"

There was an inexplicable sense of joy when these two names were called out from the mouth of the Lord of the Dunes.

But the two players didn't smile at all, wishing they didn't hear it.

It's okay, who wants to be controlled by others.

The Lord of the Dunes didn't know the meaning of these two names, and he didn't bother to delve into it.

The reason why he didn't kill these two people at the beginning was simply because he discovered the special features of Lord God's Grace, which gave him a lot of ideas.

The two were startled, they looked at each other, and after muttering a few words, the skinny player stepped forward with a bit of panic.

"Great master, we recognize..."

The Lord of the Dunes sat up straight suddenly, his dark eyes narrowed, and he looked at him with endless greed.

"who is it?"

"Qingqiu!"

The Lord of the Dunes frowned.

"Is that the strongest of the divine grace lords you mentioned earlier, Qingqiu?"

"That's right, the great master is him!"

The Lord of the Dunes slowly stood up.

"Tell me all the news about Qingqiu! Everything!" The two of them didn't hesitate, and they started talking from the first dungeon...

They didn't know Richard at all, and there was no psychological pressure to provide information about a stranger.

Moreover, this one in front of him is his mother's top boss, if he accidentally disobeys the other party, he will directly go to heaven.

They don't want to die yet...

After a while, the Dune Lord frowned dissatisfiedly as he looked at the two people who had stopped.

"This information is too one-sided, you go to Lord God's... forum? Search immediately, I need to know everything about him!"

The two of them suddenly had a glow on their backs.

Private letter.

Pheasant: "Damn it, if I knew it, I wouldn't have told it about the forum."

Haonan: "Who the hell made you feel cheap? But if you don't show your value, I'm afraid we won't survive..."

Pheasant: "Tell me, should we change our thinking?"

Haonan: "How to change? Escape?"

Pheasant: "Stupid, since we can't resist this boss, why don't we just join in! Let's work harder for him, maybe we can succeed in defeating him?

This boss is so fierce, when the time comes, you can make a fortune by simply changing jobs to a few hidden jobs for us. You don't want to be so useless for the rest of your life, do you? "

Haonan: "That's right... Fuck, then he's the one with the most votes, there's no way to choose anyway!!"

After some communication, the two gradually adjusted their mentality and began to work hard to collect information for the Lord of the Dunes.

Sensing the change in the attitudes of the two, the Lord of the Dunes showed a satisfied smile and did not press too much.

He needs a valuable tool man. It seems that these two people are not stupid enough yet.

An hour later, the two informed the Dune Lord of most of the news that could be searched on the forum.

After hearing this, the Lord of the Dunes fell into a long silence.

"You mean, that God of Grace is the enemy of the Kobold God? And the Kobold God has suffered a lot from him?"

The pheasant hesitated.

"This is what a kobold Lord of the Dark Dungeon said. He also participated in the attack on Qingqiu's territory at the beginning, and finally fled in defeat...We can't determine the specific situation."

The Lord of the Dunes slowly raised his head and looked up at the sky, frowning.

"Possess the power to fight against the gods."

This sudden news made him feel a little troubled.

God, that is the master of this world, and the other party is the strongest among the gods, it is definitely not a coincidence.

There must be a hole card that outsiders don't know.

After pondering for a long time, the Dune Lord clenched the Black scepter in his hand and slowly pointed to the void.

The endless magic power gushed out from his body, and in an instant, the world was dimmed.

Time and space seem to have been erased...

At the same time, those magical energies frantically condensed in the air, and after a few breaths, a blurry picture appeared.

Seeing this scene, the two players felt a chill down their spines.

The stick player asked subconsciously, "Master, what are you?"

After speaking, he quickly covered his mouth.

I can't wait to slap myself a few big mouths.

The **** is being mean again, is that what he can ask?

But unexpectedly, the Dune Lord didn't scold them, but slowly explained.

"I am calling out to the kobold god..."

The two were startled.

Invoking the... kobold god?

What the hell kind of trick is this?

Aren't you Extraordinary? How to get to know the gods?

See, although your head looks a bit like a dog, you're not a kobold, are you?

Seeming to see the doubts of the two, the Lord of the Dunes said indifferently.

"I was acquainted with the kobold god before he became a god..."

The voice fell.

The magic power is condensed into substance, and the screen is displayed.

The two players looked subconsciously, and saw a ruined wall appear on the screen.

What made them horrified was that the ground was covered with corpses of higher soldiers, rotting titans, headless dragons, fallen angels with broken wings... Flesh and stumps almost filled the gaps in the ruins of the building.

The gurgling blood flowed down the corpse, and some logs floated up.

This scene is extremely visually impactful.

The two looked at each other, and both saw the horror in the other's eyes.

Where is this? Didn't it mean calling the Kobold God?

The fuck got it into the abyss? ?

The Lord of the Dunes is also confused at the moment, what is the situation, is he connected wrongly? Isn't this the Kingdom of the Kobold God?

How could it be so miserable?

At that scene, even though he was well-informed, he still felt palpitations.

Just when several people were in astonishment, suddenly, a kobold with scars all over his body, blood stained robes, and even a broken arm appeared on the screen.

The moment he saw the other party, the Lord of the Dunes exclaimed.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"

The dog-headed god saw the shock on the Dune Lord's face, and his face was uglier than eating a fly.

I fucking know what's wrong with me?

The rotten Lord of Gou Ri almost made him fall! !

If it weren't for the quick support of the dungeon god system, the sun might not be seen today.

Not in the mood to say more on this topic, said with a weak tone.

"Just tell me something."

The Lord of the Dunes saw that the other party was unwilling to talk deeply, so he said in a concentrated voice.

"Your Majesty Kuer, I have sensed the power of yellow sand from a divine lord named Qingqiu, I think..."

Before the words fell, the Lord of the Dunes only felt a shocking killing intent across the plane.

At this moment, the two players seemed to have their bones taken out, their legs went limp and they collapsed to the ground, and they almost lost consciousness.

The kobold god was furious, and stared at the dune lord with a ferocious face, as if he would choose someone to devour him in the next second.

"Qingqiu?!! You said that the lord of grace is Qingqiu?!!"

The impact on the dune lord was also exaggerated. He didn't understand why the kobold god reacted so strongly.

Resisting the urge to kneel and surrender under that divine power, he said in a trembling voice.

"Your Majesty Kuer, that's right, it's Qingqiu, you and him..."

The kobold god let out a stern roar.

"Otis, I want you to catch that lowly, dirty, despicable, disgusting blasphemer at all costs!!"

"I will burn his soul for ten million years!!"