Global Lord: Start As A Desert Lord

Deep in the blood, the long-sleeping power is waking up.

The endless power of yellow sand surged from Richard's body.

With him as the center, it gradually spread to kilometers away.

The endless gravel seemed to have lost gravity and floated up directly.

Then slowly turn around him.

Everyone can feel that the desert is cheering at this moment, celebrating its master.

The ancient tree of evil, Emerida, Sel Bloodhoof...all the heroes looked at Richard.

They could feel a trembling breath brewing in Richard's body.

It seems that an ancient dragon is about to break out of its shell.

Five minutes, ten minutes, one hour, two hours...

Time passed quickly.

The sand and gravel floating in the air around it have spread to ten kilometers away.

This piece of sky has been covered by gravel.

Looking around, the floating yellow sand has formed a new sea.

Everyone has become the seabed life living in the sea of ​​yellow sand.

This picture, like a mural engraved on a church, has a great visual impact.

The huge body of the Ancient Godly Evil Tree took root not far away, staring at all directions, guarding its master with the most ferocious posture.

Thousands of dark treants formed a forbidden forest at this moment, surrounding Richard layer by layer.

In the sky, stone statues of the dead, bone blood dragons, and poisonous hornets formed an impenetrable defensive formation.

As long as there is an enemy surprise attack, the fangs of these troops will be faced immediately.

In the distance, the fat black pheasant and the skinny Haonan hadn't had time to run away. Seeing this scene, they couldn't help but fell silent.

Why is there always such an exaggerated scene when Qingqiu comes out?

In comparison, they are simply the best of the best.

It's a pity that there is no live broadcast, and all this can only be borne by themselves, and others will not be able to share this shock.

Twilight City.

In the dark dungeon.

The dune lord with an aging aura was leaning on the cold wall of the dungeon to survive.

After the power of the yellow sand was extracted, the body, which had been weakened by the long-term seal, became even more decayed.

It seems that the old man who is about to end his life has no tomorrow.

In the silence, he suddenly seemed to sense something, and slowly turned his head to look in a certain direction.

Eyes become extremely complicated.

The power of yellow sand...

He heard the desert cheering.

The human lord was once again blessed by the desert.

After a long time, he let out a long sigh.

Feeling the weakness of the body, his face was full of entanglement and unwillingness.

After a long ideological struggle, a decision was finally made.

Dragging his weak body to the front of the cell door, he looked through the wrist-thick steel cage at the soldiers who were always staring at him outside.

"Your Mightiness......"

The sound was like being starved for ten days without eating.

Has indescribable weakness.

The soldiers at the door stepped forward immediately.

Watching him warily.

"What's the matter?"

Facing this dangerous person, no one dared to take it lightly.

The Lord of the Dunes whispered.

"Please tell your master for me, I know where the other power of twilight is..."

The soldier's face froze and his tone became low.

"Is there any more?"

The Lord of the Dunes raised his eyelids, barely raising his voice by half.

"If he finds the crystal coffin in my city, he can come to me to answer..."

"Remember, is there anything else?"

"For the time being, that's all, please excuse me..."

After the Lord of the Dunes spoke, he felt inexplicably ashamed.

He used to be the ruler of the desert of death!

With a wave of your hand, the fate of countless people can be decided!

Now, he actually wants to humble himself to that human lord's underground guard dungeon soldier.

Watching the other party leave, he let out a long sigh.

Death, before today, was the word he despises the most.

With such great power in his hand, who can grant him death? !

But after being thrown into a dungeon, all his pride and glory trampled upon, and his power stripped away.

The moment he discovered with horror that death might really come, his disdain for death was shattered, leaving no room for it.

It turned out that the fear of death was so fierce and brutal that he could hardly breathe.

The moment he was imprisoned in the narrow and dark dungeon, he suddenly realized that in this world, living is everything.

When you die, there is nothing left.

People flock together, and things form groups. If the Lord of the Dunes had a character that would rather bend than bend, perhaps he would not be mixed with the god of the kobolds...Kobolds, greedy for life and afraid of death in "The Age of Glory" famous.

After the cell guard left, the Lord of Dunes felt that time seemed to freeze.

It's like a long line of people urging to urinate outside the public toilet, and every minute and every second is like suffering.

an hour, two hours...

Suddenly, a terrifying aura erupted violently.

Huhu~ The whistling sound of the endless sandstorm resounds through the world, even in a dungeon, it can be clearly heard at this moment,

The Lord of the Dunes raised his head, with more complicated emotions in his eyes.

The power of yellow sand in the second stage!

A charismatic lord who wields power beyond the Extraordinary and even the Legendary...

The other party's future is simply limitless.

Where did the human lord come from? Really, only been in this world for less than a year?

Thinking of the information he got from the players before, the Lord of the Dunes suddenly languished.

After living for so many years, he finally fell into the hands of a human from another world, and the other party was still so weak half a year ago...

This made him suffer no less than the power of yellow sand being drawn.

And...the opponent also has an extremely terrifying hole card - the blood red moon.

Thinking of the bloody moon that exuded the aura that made his soul tremble and the kobold god whose soul was drawn, the dune lord's eyes became darker and darker.

Who would have thought that the background of this Lord of Grace was exaggerated to such an extent?

I don't know how long it has been.

The breath that swept the world like a sandstorm finally dissipated.

The Lord of the Dunes raised his heart.

It's like a criminal waiting for the judge to judge, afraid of hearing the guard say, the master is not interested in seeing you or... pull him out and kill him.

Between life and death, there is great terror.

The feeling that his life would be taken away at any time was tormenting his soul.

At this moment, stepping~stepping~

There was a sound of leather boots stepping on the stone slabs from far and near. The Lord of the Dunes turned his head suddenly, sat up straight with all his strength, and looked towards the source of the sound.

Get closer. The first thing that catches the eye is a pair of high riding boots made of special materials. The faint blood stains on them make people feel a bit cold and fierce.

Looking up, he saw the head along the snow-white robe with dark patterns engraved on it.

It was a handsome and extraordinary face, and the facial features were like a peerless masterpiece carefully crafted by a sculptor, combined with its unique temperament, it was unforgettable at a glance.

Those eyes as deep as the starry sky attracted all eyes like black holes.

Some people seem to be born to be the protagonist of the stage.

"I heard, you want to see me?"

The indifferent voice was like the tone of the judge when he recited the final verdict, and the Lord of the Dunes was shocked instantly and came back to his senses.

With complicated eyes, he looked at the figure in front of him who stepped on him.

In the end, he lowered his high head and said in a humble tone that surprised the figure outside the cage.

"Dear Your Excellency, I apologize for my recklessness, the loss of Twilight City is all my fault..."

Richard looked at the Lord of the Dunes who was bowing his head, wondering in his heart.

Hearing the dune lord begging to see him, he rushed over as soon as he woke up.

The existence of sleeping in that crystal coffin really made him unable to take it lightly.

But at the moment he was full of puzzlement.

The process of meeting the two parties was quite different from what he thought.

Why did the attitude of the other party change so much?

Feeling that the other party seems to have disappeared even the look of hatred, the mood in my heart fluctuates a little.

For whatever reason, an Extraordinary who was once aloof is bowing to him at this moment.

To beg for mercy from him, a conqueror, always had an extraordinary impact.

Once upon a time, even the 15th-level desert dragon in Twilight City was regarded as an invincible top boss.

Now, the Extraordinary, who can destroy a city, knelt before him, and though the Lord of the Dunes was sitting, he knelt down.

The actions of the Lord of the Dunes made Richard experience the Twilight City and his growth once again.

That feeling fascinated him.

Take a few deep breaths to suppress the subtle emotions in your heart.

Slowly said.

"Lord of the dunes, I don't know your name yet."

Hearing the somewhat relaxed tone, the Lord of the Dunes was greatly relieved.

"Your Excellency, My Highest Regards."

Richard narrowed his eyes.

"McTeer, I need to know why you changed your attitude."

The Dune Lord raised his head and looked up at the figure outside the cage.

When fate is no longer under his control, the other party looks extraordinarily tall.

"Your Excellency, I... fear death."

This was said very frankly, without any concealment.

Richard looked into the other's eyes and narrowed his eyes.

"Your explanation, I agree. I"

"I can spare your life, but do you know how tragic the Twilight City suffered in this war?"

"So, what are you going to use to buy your life? What are you going to use to resolve our hatred?"

He said indifferently looking at this terribly aging figure.

The Lord of the Dunes took a deep breath and began to roll out his chips.

"I know where the other power of yellow sand lies."

Richard shook his head.

"not enough."

The Dune Lord continued.

"If you find the crystal coffin in the treasure house, I can tell you the origin of the mysterious being whose energy was drawn out, and at the same time, I can also tell you the method of extracting the other party's power."

Richard narrowed his eyes.

"not enough."

The Lord of the Dunes breathed a sigh of relief.

"I know the secret of the kobold god becoming a god."

Richard said lightly.

"not enough."

The Lord of the Dunes gritted his teeth.

"In order to prevent accidents, I once hid a lot of treasures in an ancient ruin. I am willing to dedicate all the treasures stored to you..."

Then he added another sentence.

"My treasure, Curry, not only has tens of millions of units of Rare resources, but also has hundreds of bright moon-level troop lairs, and... there is also an artifact."

Richard's complexion finally changed.

He stared straight at him.

"Artifact?!"

Seeing the other party's expression, the Dune Lord heaved a sigh of relief.

This bargaining chip at the bottom of the box is obviously enough.

"That's right, an artifact!"

Richard narrowed his eyes.

"Then why don't you carry it with you, but seal it in the treasury?"

The Lord of the Dunes said bitterly.

"That's what I inadvertently obtained from the remains of the battle of the gods hundreds of thousands of years ago."

"That artifact has been banned and locked. Although its owner has fallen, it is still difficult to open..."

"Outsiders cannot use it."

"I was still looking for a way to unlock the restriction, and an accident happened."

Richard was noncommittal.

"Which god does that artifact belong to?"

"I don't know. When I found out, I was only holding it on the arm of a god... In the battle of the gods, there are too many fallen gods, it's hard to tell."

Hearing this, Richard finally calmed down, and took a deep look at the Lord of the Dunes.

"Your chips are pretty passable."

"I need to know now, where is that ancient ruin?"

The Lord of the Dunes raised his spirits and said hastily.

"I hid the treasure house in the crystal coffin!"

Richard's eyes were a little subtle.

"Crystal coffin?!"

The Dune Lord nodded.

"That's right! The crystal coffin!"

Richard's eyes became subtler.

"The crystal coffin is so narrow, how do you hide it?...Who is sleeping in there?!"

This was the biggest question in his heart after returning from the city of sand dunes.

The Lord of the Dunes looked directly into Richard's eyes and said slowly.

"What sleeps inside is not life..."

Richard frowned.

"Not life?!"

The dune lord's gaze became deep.

"That's right, what sleeps in the crystal coffin is... the will of a plane."

Richard was horrified for a moment.

The will of a plane?

Isn't the will of the plane an invisible rule? How can it become a life whose chest is still heaving?

The other party is panicking again?

Before the doubt in his heart could be uttered, the Lord of the Dunes spoke again.

"Perhaps, it can also be called plane life."

"Because, the will of that plane has its own life... It is the same life as humans, orcs, elves, and all intelligent life."

Looking at the Lord of the Dunes with serious eyes, Richard fell into a long silence.

The will of the plane has life, and then is imprisoned to extract energy?

What the hell kind of twist is this?

"So what is your purpose of imprisoning the will of that plane? Occupying that plane? Or simply providing energy for your city?"

The dune lord's gaze became a little subtle.

"No, that's too common... I'm researching how to turn a plane into my own body."

As he spoke, his eyes showed a bit of madness.

"If you want to become a god, you must master the power of rules...but I have studied for countless years, but I have not gained anything."

"The power of rules is too difficult to obtain."

"For this reason, I thought of another possible way."

"The plane is the foundation that carries everything. All the power possessed by a Common plane bursts out, and can easily crush the lower gods."

"If I can replace the will of the plane and become a plane, wouldn't I have more power than the gods?"

Richard looked at the burning eyes of the Lord of the Dunes, and his mood was very strange.

He never thought that the answer would be so outrageous...

Mechanical... no, ascension? !

This ratio is too thoughtful.

"Have you achieved anything in your research?"

The Lord of the Dunes nodded and shook his head.

"I have only studied how to control the will of the plane, but replacing the other party and becoming a plane... there is no progress."

Richard let out a long breath.

The mind is back on track.

With a wave of his hand, the crystal coffin obtained from the city of sand dunes floated up under the support of the gravel.

"It's another story."

"Now, take out the artifact inside first."