Global Lord: Start As A Desert Lord

I am Crimson Moon...

Richard looked at those eyes with a subtle light, and his heart skipped a beat.

His breath froze.

It never occurred to him that the possibility... that Crimson Moon would be alone.

If true, how terrifying would it be?

The expansion packs of the entire game were set up because of one person.

This is definitely a world-class boss... I'm afraid it will be against the sky when I grow up.

However, Richard dispelled the surprise in an instant.

The new expansion piece, Crimson Moon, can make the gods fall and change the world pattern... Obviously, this cannot be done by one person.

Especially changing the world pattern, no matter how strong the opponent is... the main plane of "Glory Era" prohibits the existence of god-level power.

Without the individual combat power of the god level, how can we change the world pattern?

Forcibly suppressing the ups and downs in his heart, Richard's thoughts began to spin wildly.

After thinking for a long time, he looked directly into the eyes of the other party and said slowly.

"If President Windsor is Crimson Moon, then Twilight City will be Crimson Moon's friend."

Windsor's eyes lit up, and the corners of her mouth curved brightly.

"Your Excellency Richard, are you so sure?"

Richard didn't look away at all.

"I'm sure...President Windsor didn't lie, so naturally I won't cheat."

The other party is probing, so why not him.

The most interesting point of the game is to constantly test the opponent's hole cards and approach the opponent's limit.

The seemingly soft words of the two concealed all kinds of changes.

Windsor suddenly laughed.

"Then what if we want to make enemies of this world?"

Richard's face was calm.

"Then, put the world under your feet."

There were no emotional fluctuations in the voice, but at this moment, it gave people such firmness.

Looking at the deep eyes of the other party, Windsor was stunned for a moment.

To trample the world underfoot?

These words were uttered from the mouth of a divine grace lord whose level was not yet level 15, it was crazy to the point of no end.

Just wanted to laugh, but suddenly thought that the other party was Qingqiu.

He is the strongest among the lords of God's Grace. He has buried hundreds of thousands of troops with his own hands. He once ascended to the throne with one enemy and one hundred in the competition of tens of billions of people...

What's more, the other party has imprisoned a clone of a god at this moment.

With this crazy record ahead.

This crazy statement also has some credibility...

After returning to her senses, Windsor's eyes moved slightly, and she moved away from the eyes stared at by the other party a little unnaturally.

Compared with the opponent's fierce record, the soul-stirring charm of the opponent's gestures made her even more uneasy.

This charismatic lord is too special.

Picking up the delicate teacup on White's round table, he took a sip of the warm tea.

After putting down the teacup, he said with a somewhat relaxed tone.

"Your Excellency Richard, it was just a joke just now, I am not Crimson Moon."

At first Richard didn't really believe it, but when the other party said this, the subtlety in his eyes made him thump.

The other party said that he was the crimson moon, this ridiculous rhetoric, at this moment, he felt it was true...

This is so fucking bullshit.

After circling this unrealistic idea in his heart for a moment, he hid it in his heart and didn't say it out loud.

Slow down, and continue to question.

"Chairman Windsor, can you tell me the news about Crimson Moon that you have?"

Windsor pondered for a moment, then said softly.

"Your Excellency Richard, what do you want to know?"

Richard wasn't polite.

"all."

Windsor smiled, neither refusing nor agreeing.

Slow down with an elegant and slow tone with a unique charm.

"The crimson moon is the power left by the ancient gods..."

Richard was taken aback by the first sentence.

Ancient God? !

He has heard this mysterious title countless times.

And they all heard it from the mouth of the gods.

Since he got the statue of the ancient god, he has been searching for the information of the ancient god, and the result is that there is no such person.

All traces of the ancient gods have been erased.

Windsor, who was staring at Richard's face closely, saw the fluctuations in his expression, showing a certain look.

But he didn't ask anything, and continued to speak in that charming tone.

"For countless years after the ancient god passed away, Crimson Moon was also forced to hide."

"After the battle of the gods hundreds of thousands of years ago ended, the power of the ancient gods began to wake up again."

"And Crimson Moon, which has inherited the will of the ancient gods, is also recovering."

"When the crimson moon rises into the sky, the gods will tremble... This is a prophecy that has been passed down for countless years."

"Once the crimson moon appears, the gods who have mastered the rules of this world will inevitably launch crazy revenge."

"If you have anything to do with the crimson moon, you will definitely be hostile by the gods... The foundation of this world is the gods."

"Being an enemy of this world is not empty talk."

While Richard was surprised by these words, he also had more doubts.

"President Windsor, who is the ancient god? The ancient god?"

Windsor shook her head slowly.

"No, the ancient gods are not gods, they are existences beyond gods."

Existence beyond the gods?

This evaluation is simply terrifying.

Richard felt that what the other party was about to say might be one of the world's biggest secrets.

"Why did the ancient gods die? Why do the current gods hold power?"

There was a cold killing intent in Windsor's eyes.

"Those damned gods stole the power of the old gods."

Richard was puzzled.

"The ancient gods surpassed the gods, why can they still be stolen by the current gods?"

"Because the ancient gods are not life, there is no desire for life."

"Not intelligent life?"

Richard was quite taken aback by the news.

Windsor's tone became a little lower.

"That's right, they are the embodiment of rules, and each ancient god represents a rule."

"Life, death, light, darkness, water, fog..."

"At the beginning of the creation of the world, the gods did not exist, and the ancient gods are the true masters of this world."

"At that time, a single rule could only be controlled by one ancient god, and other ancient gods could not touch it, because they were the rules."

"Now the king of the gods of the light gods - the god of thunder and light, was the first thief who stole the power of the ancient gods."

Richard had digested these heavy news for a long time and couldn't get back to his senses.

The ancient god is the incarnation of rules?

The current gods are the thieves who stole the power of the ancient gods?

These news were too horrifying, no wonder he failed to find any clues by using conventional means to find the news of the ancient gods. Those with vested interests - the gods, will definitely use all means to erase this ancient secret.

Thinking about it now, there was an explanation for the horror he had encountered before seeing the statue of the ancient god.

Their power is to steal the ancient gods.

The counterfeit suddenly saw the real owner, and the panic in his heart can be imagined...

After taking a deep breath, he condensed his voice.

"President Windsor, may I know what is your relationship with Crimson Moon?"

Windsor took a deep look at Richard.

"A closer relationship than you can imagine."

Richard narrowed his eyes.

This news is obviously more credible than Windsor saying that she is Crimson Moon.

His tone was a little serious now.

"What is the purpose of the crimson moon? What is the goal to pursue?"

Whether a faction is evil or good, lawful or chaotic, just depends on their goals or teachings.

Plunge the world into eternal fear... the Dreadlord.

Let the world be free from injustice and sin...the god of justice.

Windsor fell silent.

Standing up gracefully, she came to the huge floor-to-ceiling windows on the side.

The tallest building of the Luanweihua Chamber of Commerce can overlook half of Solan City.

The Mage tower in the distance, the clock tower at the corner of the cross street, and the ant-sized pedestrians on the street... The scenes outside the window are reflected in the pupils.

The slender white hand gently pressed against the transparent glass window, as if wanting to touch the world outside the window.

After a long time, a faint voice sounded.

"Your Excellency Richard, do you know how much darkness and injustice there is in this world?"

"In the face of these darkness and injustice, most people are unable to resist... They even kneel down and pray for the blessing of the gods when they are desperate."

"Pray, haha, what a ridiculous move."

"If they knew that the evil person who caused all this was the god they prayed to, what kind of expression would they have?"

"God."

"A group of creatures with strong selfish desires, they also deserve to be worshiped? Believed in?!"

The tone became more and more serious.

"Gods, why spread faith?"

"Because they don't have the power to control the complete rules, they can only rely on the power of faith contributed by the intelligent life favored by the will of the world to rule the rules."

"Old God, you don't need these."

"The power of faith is everything to the gods, and because of this, their greed and thirst for the power of faith are constantly amplified."

"Occupy farmland to build churches, encourage believers to believe in religion, attack hostile sects, use faith to harvest property, and fool civilians..."

"Launch wars, slaughter villages, destroy races, break planes..."

"In this world, as long as there is a large-scale war, the final master behind the scenes must be a certain god!"

"Gods, their existence is original sin!"

"After they stole the authority of this world, they plunged the world into never-ending turmoil."

"Hundreds of thousands of years ago, the battle of the gods that wiped out half of life in the entire world is the best testimony of the greed of the gods."

"A very small number of creatures control the fate of most people on the main plane. This is the greatest darkness."

"What Crimson Moon pursues is to let the ancient gods regain power and slaughter all the gods who stole their power!"

"Eliminate the turmoil and anxiety caused by the gods because of selfish desires."

The gods are the original sin of all. Anyone who dares to draw such a conclusion is either a lunatic or a super boss.

Richard looked at that magnificent figure from the back, feeling a bit dry for no reason at the moment.

Although it is not appropriate to attribute all problems to the gods.

But that's not the point, it's... Slaughtering the gods!

He thought it was already a big goal for him to make Twilight City the most magnificent city in the Death Desert.

Good guy, compared to Crimson Moon, it's not enough.

This belief alone is insane.

The gods hold the authority of this world, and the fall of every god is a major event that shakes the world.

But now, Windsor said that all the gods would be slaughtered.

It made his scalp tingle.

Is this the true face of Crimson Moon?

This new expansion pack is so fucking explosive.

No wonder the system reminded that when the crimson moon appeared, some gods would fall.

That's because of the power of the ancient gods, Tianke the current gods.

No one knows this better than he.

After Windsor's voice fell, she turned around slowly and looked at Richard again.

"So, Your Excellency Richard, what is your attitude towards the Crimson Moon?"

As soon as this sentence came out, the atmosphere in the room immediately became subtle.

At this moment, Richard really confirmed that the person in front of him had a boss template and was in charge of the Luanweihua Chamber of Commerce's top existence.

The relationship with Crimson Moon is definitely not trivial.

Although the other party has already mentioned it, but what he said may be true or false, he believes in his own judgment more.

Suppressing the emotions in his heart, he said slowly.

"President Windsor, my attitude has always been firm... Twilight City is your friend, no matter what your status is."

Said with a dangerous gleam in his eyes.

"Also, I'm quite interested in Tushen, maybe we can cooperate further..."

The soul of the kobold god is still imprisoned in the statue of the old god.

That dog thing tried to smooth out Twilight City more than once.

The hatred between the two sides has long been endless.

He searched for the crimson moon with such a great fanfare, in addition to wanting to explore new expansion packs, the most important point is...the crimson moon can make the gods fall.

Since other gods can be killed, why can't the kobold god taste the taste of death?

If he didn't get rid of that old dog, he would still feel uneasy.

There is always a feeling of being on the back.

Like a poisonous snake hiding in the shadows, it might jump out and bite him at any moment.

Windsor smiled, and the atmosphere in the room immediately warmed up.

"Your Excellency Richard, perhaps, I have made a real friend."

"However, I'm curious... Are you really not afraid of the gods?"

Sensing the breath from the statue of the ancient god in his arms, Cha smiled.

"Afraid? Of course I am afraid. Who is not afraid of those terrifying existences that control endless power?"

"But... so what? The gods are not immortal."

"And I'd rather trust my friends than the gods."

Others have choices, but he... has already stood with the ancient god.

The statue of the ancient god of old is the most powerful treasure he has traveled along the way, bar none.

Several times of desperation have relied on this turnaround.

This is a treasure that can confront the gods head-on, and even has unlimited potential to be tapped.

For the gods, if they knew all of this, without further ado, they would automatically include him in the remnants of the ancient gods.

As for giving up the old statue of the ancient god?

Whoever dares to say this, Richard can knock out his dog's brains.

Windsor sighed.

"Your Excellency Richard, you are truly the most unique Lord of Grace I have ever seen."

As he spoke, he stepped forward, slowly supported his chest, and bowed respectfully.

"Thank you for your trust, and may Scarlet live forever with you."

Seeing this, Richard stood up gently, stroked his chest, and returned the salute.

"President Windsor, may Scarlet live forever."

After the two straightened up, their eyes met and suddenly showed their faces.

There seemed to be an air of pure revolutionary friendship in the air.

Although the two sides are still far from being true comrades in arms, they have gone through some trials and found out.

Finally completed the first step, and the most critical step...building trust.