Global Lord: Start As A Desert Lord

Richard looked at the calm figure in front of him, and said slowly.

"President Windsor, I have a question, can you answer it?"

"Your Excellency Richard, please speak."

"How...how can we bring down the gods from above?"

His eyes are serious.

"They are now the masters of this world."

Although the power of the ancient gods can overcome the gods, it is obviously not omnipotent, otherwise the current rulers would not be the current gods.

Windsor smiled and looked at him meaningfully.

"Your Excellency Richard, this involves the most important secret of the Crimson Moon...Are you sure you want to hear it?"

Richard had no fear.

"If it can be made public, I'd love to know."

Instead, Windsor hesitated, and shook his head after a while.

"Let's talk about it after you officially become a member of Crimson Moon."

Although the two sides can be regarded as open and honest this time.

But with the current relationship, it hasn't reached the point where more core things are involved.

Richard didn't force it either, and followed the topic.

"I have the same goal as Crimson Moon, or President Windsor."

"I have a proposal... If the Crimson Moon wants to come to the world, it must be made public."

"And the best way is to let a god fall, announce the return of the ancient god to the world, and create momentum."

Having said that, he looked at each other seriously.

"I have a proposal to set the hunting target as the kobold god."

He changed the prompt given by the system and said it, which was originally what Crimson Moon was going to do.

No undisclosed information is involved.

Windsor looked at Richard with a half-smile, as if he had already guessed what he was going to say.

"Your Excellency Richard is really courageous, I am not mistaken."

"But the kobold god is the backbone of the dungeon god system, so it may not be easy to deal with."

Richard narrowed his eyes, and he noticed something subtle.

The other party's tone...does he know that he has imprisoned the clone of the kobold god?

Several figures who knew this information appeared in my mind.

Those players? No, their words were hard to reach Windsor...is that? After thinking about it for a while, I finally locked on Chris, the little talker.

Based on the relationship between the other party and Windsor, if Chris wants to find the crimson moon, she will definitely go through Windsor in the end.

With Windsor's wrist, it was absolutely easy to detect this from the little girl Chris.

It's a pity that he revealed the deeper meaning of this news at the beginning, because he wanted to test the real master of Solan City—the Legendary-level ascetic monk...to see if the other party was interested in slaughtering God.

The strategic choice of enlisting allies and isolating enemies will never go out of style.

I didn't expect to go around and finally came to Windsor.

The results weren't bad though.

"President Windsor, I think the kobold god is a good hunting target."

Richard was straight to the point.

"In my hands, the avatar of the kobold god is imprisoned, and there is a ray of soul power in it... There is no more suitable choice than it."

Although Windsor already knew the news from Chris, but at the moment when he heard Richard say it with his own ears, he still felt a little delicate in his heart.

Although she regards the gods as prey, she has to admit that the rulers of this world are definitely not something Common people can handle.

But now, a charismatic lord who appeared on the main plane for less than half a year has imprisoned an existence that controls the power of rules.

Even if the other party can do this, there is a high possibility that they will use the sacred object left by an ancient god.

Also amazing enough.

The crimson moon has been laid out for such a long time, and it has only obtained a ray of souls from the three gods...

And they have more control over things.

After pondering for a long time, Windsor said slowly.

"Your Excellency Richard, are you serious?"

"Do you know the consequences of doing this... Once the kobold god falls, you will be completely bound to the crimson moon, and it will never be possible to separate you."

as a result of?

Richard smiled.

Could it be that the Twilight City can rest easy without destroying the Kobold God?

Although the opponent couldn't come to the main plane in a complete state, he was a god after all.

A terrifying existence that has lived for millions of years.

Once the opponent seizes the opportunity, no one can predict how much the Twilight City will suffer, or even whether it will be destroyed.

This danger must be eliminated.

"President Windsor, the kobold god...must die."

Hearing these resolute words, Windsor looked at him appreciatively.

"Perhaps, I understand why the teacher appreciates you so much. Your personality is very similar to the teacher when he was young."

teacher?

The old man at the Red Dragon grocery store?

Hearing this, Richard suddenly thought that the S-level mission hadn't been completed yet, and he felt a little dizzy.

Other players are still struggling with what map to clean, what tasks to complete, and what relics to explore... He now has to think about how to strangle the Extraordinary level dune master, how to complete S-level tasks, and how to slaughter gods... ....

Alas, distressed.

These urgent matters at hand are more abnormal than each other, and none of them are easy.

After recovering, he hesitated to ask.

"Mr. Pym's health . . . all right?"

The three-month mission period is coming soon.

If the other party can't hold out the return of the Dark Valkyrie and the awakening of the ancient tree of evil, then it will be difficult.

He didn't want to lose the quest reward...the scroll of the Contract Vampire Grand Duke.

But the problem is that he is not yet sure to complete the S-level task, so he can only wait.

Hearing this, the light in Windsor's eyes dimmed a bit.

Shake your head.

"Teacher...can last a month."

a month?

Richard's pupils shrank.

The crimson moon is coming?

He was keenly aware of the subtle connection among them.

Could it be that the appearance of the crimson moon at this point in time has something to do with that old man?

Thinking of Windsor's identity, he immediately confirmed it.

Moreover, with the power that the old man from the Red Dragon grocery store once possessed, his status in Crimson Moon cannot be lowered.

He didn't forget the high-level artifact in the other party's hand - the wishing scale.

This thing is not something that a cat or a dog can have.

The mood at the moment is also a little delicate.

He and this crimson moon are really destined...

Windsor stared at Richard.

"If Your Excellency Richard is sure, I hope you can complete the mission of the teacher...we need that heart."

At this moment, the eyes were filled with pleading that had never been seen before.

Richard was silent.

The difficulty of the S-level task is too great. Even if the Dark Valkyrie returns and the ancient tree of evil revives, he still has no confidence in completing it. "I will try it in half a month."

"However, President Windsor, you are aware of the difficulty of getting back the heart of the gods, and I cannot guarantee it for you."

Hearing Richard's words, Windsor's eyes softened.

"It's natural. No matter whether it succeeds or not, no one can blame Your Excellency."

Richard didn't discuss this issue too much, and he doesn't know what's going on inside, so it's useless to talk too much.

When the time comes, you will know when you go to see it. With the Altar of Heroes, you are not afraid of accidents.

After pondering for a moment, I shifted to the main topic.

"The clone of the imprisoned kobold god is in my hands, what shall we do now?"

Windsor took a deep look at him.

"follow me."

After the voice fell, he got up and walked outside the house.

This entire floor is Windsor's office, as huge as a palace.

Richard followed closely behind, and after going around a few times, Windsor pushed away an unremarkable room.

There are no windows around the room, only the magic lamp emitting a dim light, barely illuminating the surroundings.

Richard didn't make a sound, and walked into it silently.

After arriving at the center of the house, Windsor waved his hand, and a majestic magic power escaped.

In an instant, countless mysterious and obscure inscriptions appeared in the room.

It exudes the atmosphere of ancient vicissitudes, as if it has come over tens of millions of years.

In an instant, the chaotic light emitted from the inscription covered everything.

By the time Richard regained his sight, he had already appeared in an unfamiliar environment.

This is an ancient vicissitudes of the palace, time has left obvious traces on it.

Its width exceeds 300 meters, and the floor tiles of Ru White are each more than 10 meters.

Dozens of Tongtian giant trees support the 100-meter-high sky dome. When you look up, you can see a strange relief sculpture with a forest of giant trees carved on it.

The surrounding walls are painted with colorful murals, mostly natural landscapes, thunder, hurricane, ice and snow...

Seeing everything around her, Winnie's expression softened inexplicably, and there was a bit of nostalgia in her eyes.

"I grew up here..."

Before Richard could speak, he interrupted the conversation, turned and walked in the other direction.

"follow me."

Richard felt a little inexplicable, but didn't say much, and stepped forward to keep up.

Crossing the astonishingly large ancient palace and passing through several winding corridors, the two came to a stone door full of ancient marks.

Windsor full.

"arrive."

After the words fell, with a wave of his hand, the stone door opened naturally.

Richard was a little curious and followed him into the house.

But the moment he entered the room, there was a bang~ the stone door closed immediately.

At the same time, the originally dim light in the room suddenly brightened.

Richard's face was calm, and he turned his head and looked around calmly.

I saw twelve giant statues without faces placed in this stone house.

Each statue is ten meters high.

Its figure is distorted and weird, full of weirdness.

What is even more surprising is that in front of each statue is a prison that can hold two or three people.

At this moment, in the prison in front of the three faceless statues on the far left, there are phantom figures frantically beating the cage.

But the strange thing is, no matter how hard these illusory figures tried, no sound came out.

It's like being locked away by a prison.

these are?

With a bit of curiosity, Richard opened the attribute panels of those illusory souls.

God of Pain · Soul Clone

? ? ?

God of Knights Soul Clone

? ? ?

God of the River · Soul Clone

 …

After reading the properties, Richard's heart skipped a beat.

Good guy, the ones imprisoned here are the soul clones of gods, just like the kobold clone he imprisoned.

No wonder the other party is so confident.

The background of Crimson Moon is much stronger than he imagined...

Slaughtering the gods is definitely not just talk.

The only pity is that those faceless statues that make it more curious cannot see any attributes.

After opening it with the black gold system, you can only get a simple reminder - a statue without a face.

It doesn't seem like a powerful treasure...

"Your Excellency Richard, Lords of Grace have the ability to detect the origins of others. You should know the identities of those souls, right?"

Windsor turned around, looking at him quietly with eyes that seemed to be streaming with stars.

"Now, you are touching the biggest secret of the Crimson Moon."

Richard took a deep breath.

"my pleasure."

After finishing speaking, he pointed to those prisons.

"What do I need to do? Put the kobold god's soul in the prison too?"

Windsor nodded.

"When the crimson moon rises, these gods who have imprisoned soul power will be deprived of everything... The ancient gods will regain control of the rules and appear in this world again."

"These gods who have been deprived of their power... will all fall."

Richard's eyes lit up and he smiled happily.

"President Windsor, I have a proposal..."

Windsor was a little curious.

"Please tell me, Your Excellency."

"Can you kill the kobold god first?"

Richard looked at her sincerely.

"The rise of the crimson moon, such an important matter, cannot be neglected."

"Let the kobold god be the first sacrifice, and test our strength first, so as not to make mistakes halfway."

"what do you think?"

"..."

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desert of death.

Above the Black Dunes.

The two players stood behind the Lord of the Dunes, looking excitedly at the high-ranking army who kept pushing away the gravel from the yellow sand.

It turns out that this is the true confidence of the Lord of the Dunes to rule the desert.

Under this black sand dune, there are all top-level troops above level 15!

There are too many, so many that they can't imagine who can stop this army! !

Private message chat.

Haonan: "Fuck, the old coin Lord of the Dunes is better, unexpectedly hiding so many troops in the depths of the desert."

Pheasant: "Who would have thought that the Lord of the Dunes and the God of the Kobolds are old friends. These two shameless guys conspired against a player, and I was completely humiliated by them."

Haonan: "Npc, what kind of face do you want, but then again, this guy Qingqiu is really perverted, he actually overturned the kobold Shendu."

"If I hadn't heard the Kobold God say this with my own ears, I wouldn't believe it even if I was killed."

Pheasant: "Yeah, who would have thought of that... But this time Qingqiu is miserable, the Lord of the Dunes has dispatched the entire army, and the God of Kobolds has also mobilized a large army of Kobolds from the dark dungeon, The two surrounded and suppressed together."

"In this wave of fighting, I'm afraid that the number one player will become history."

Haonan: "It's a pity, but it's none of our business, who made that guy Qingqiu so perverted..."

The dune lord didn't know that the two god lords "conquered" by him were talking about him in a way that he couldn't spy on.

Looking at the army crawling out of the ground, his eyes are dim.

If it weren't for the great battle hundreds of thousands of years ago, the army in his hands would be a hundred times stronger.

Originally, his plan was to slowly accumulate strength and develop steadily... But now with the support of the Kobold God, who can stop his hunting?

Qingqiu? Lord of Grace?

Hehe...just reptiles.

As long as he gets the power of yellow sand, his lost level will come back, and his exhausted power will return to its peak.

The desert of death will crawl under his throne once again.