Global Lord: Start As A Desert Lord

Take out the artifact...

Upon hearing this, the Lord of the Dunes looked at the crystal coffin with a bitter smile on his face.

"Lord Richard...my powers have been taken from me."

His eyes were full of helplessness.

"Now, it is impossible to open the crystal coffin."

When he sealed the treasure, he never imagined that such a day would come to him.

Richard frowned slightly.

"Tell me how to find the treasure."

The Lord of the Dunes is a bachelor, and after making the decision to exchange his life with chips, he said directly without hesitation.

"Use the blood as the guide, the soul as the key..."

The tone of speaking is a bit complicated.

"Then use the power of yellow sand to enter the crystal coffin, and then you can communicate with the will of that plane and enter that plane."

The power of the yellow sand was the basis for his survival, but now he lost it.

The opening method he personally set, he himself could no longer open it.

It has to be said that it is a great irony.

But he didn't dare to have the slightest dissatisfaction in his heart. Surviving is his greatest wish now.

When death strangled his throat, he realized how precious life is.

Richard stared at the figure exuding decay and decay.

Slowly said.

"If everything is as you said, I will send you to the underground world."

"I have a city ruled by gray dwarves, mainly based on alchemy."

"You can stay inside and continue to study... your path to becoming a god."

Turning oneself into a plane, so as to control the power stronger than the gods... This seems nonsense, but this is a fantasy world, and anything can happen.

As he spoke, he looked at the other person's eyes seriously, and said word by word.

"This is my promise to you."

He rarely promises, but once he says it, he will firmly implement it.

This is his bottom line, he may not be a good person, but he must not break his promise.

Feeling the energy in the other party's words, the Dune Lord was taken aback for a moment, and then his trust in him increased greatly.

"I trust your character, and I will never deceive you, sir."

Richard was noncommittal.

Whether it's a treasure, or something else... Even the Lord of the Dunes who has lost his power is of great value in itself.

Experience, insight, seeing, the knowledge in the mind, the secrets of knowing, these are wealth that cannot be simply measured.

It is also the real value of the other party.

This guy committed such a serious crime, working for the Twilight City for three to five hundred years is not too much to atone for, right?

Life is not enough? There is something called undead...

"hope so."

His eyes turned to the crystal coffin.

At this moment, the gloomy light emanating from the statue of the old ancient god still enveloped the coffin, suppressing the surging power.

But with careful perception, it can be found that the statue of the old ancient god is also slowly swallowing the power that escapes from the opponent.

Although it is not as exaggerated as when facing divine power, it does not reject the opponent's power.

After pondering for a moment, he manipulated the gravel to lift the crystal coffin to his front.

Pressing one hand on the transparent coffin, the power of the extremely thick yellow sand surged out of his body.

The majestic energy output gradually replaced the old statues of ancient gods and began to take over the crystal coffin.

The sleeper, who couldn't see the figure clearly, felt the power of the yellow sand, and his body seemed to move.

It seemed as if he was about to wake up the next second.

Richard's vigilance was raised to the highest in an instant, he paused for a moment, and began to slow down the energy input.

This continues until no danger is perceived.

Immediately input the power of yellow sand more carefully.

At the same time, he began to try to import his own magic power...but the magic power was directly rejected.

The power of yellow sand surging in the blood was readily accepted by the opponent.

After the experiment, Richard felt a little more at ease.

The Lord of the Dunes did not lie, and continued to operate immediately.

Seeing Richard's cautious posture, the Lord of the Dunes expressed admiration.

Only such characters can survive in this crisis-ridden world.

Compared with his behavior of betting all chips recklessly before he knew the opponent's strength, and finally lost all his behaviors, the contrast was too strong.

He became the clown in the story.

With the influx of yellow sand power, the aura emanating from the crystal coffin gradually calmed down.

After Richard's power penetrated into it, he suddenly felt a roaring force like thousands of great rivers.

Boundless and mighty, it makes people tremble.

The gravel turned into a sharp knife, drawing blood from the fingers.

At the same time, spiritual power emanated out, pouring in with the power of the yellow sand.

The crystal coffin was suddenly blurred, and in a trance, Richard's thoughts entered another world.

Turning his head and looking around, what greeted his eyes was a mess.

The ground crumbled into pieces, and Green, which had no plants, was all gray and black rock fragments.

There are large holes in the sky, like a membrane has been punctured, and the energy in the void is crazily eroding the world through those holes.

Silence, desolation, desolation.

This world has become ruins.

Richard felt a little bad.

His thoughts moved out of the broken earth, and a moment later, a fault appeared in front of him.

The original land has disappeared without a trace, replaced by endless void.

It was cold and dead silent.

It seems to be the end of the land, or the beginning of the land.

After being imprisoned for hundreds of thousands of years, most of this plane has collapsed.

As for the treasure that the Lord of the Dunes said...

There's not even a single fucking blade of grass left.

Richard perceived this balloon as if it had leaked air, and his expression became cold and hard in the shrinking plane.

After searching the remaining area several times, and finally finding nothing, he withdrew his mental power.

The Lord of the Dunes watched Richard open his eyes again, and said hastily.

"Your Excellency, did you find it?"

Richard narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Most of that plane has collapsed, maybe within a few days, the entire plane will be swallowed by the void."

"The treasure you mentioned...doesn't exist."

The Lord of the Dunes trembled all over, and a wave of fear welled up in his heart.

"Collapse, collapse??"

"That's a large plane directly over a thousand kilometers..."

The voice fell, and the face became extremely bitter.

"My lord, I..."

There are thousands of words in my heart, and I don't know how to say them at this moment.

The bargaining chip he used to buy his life was gone... Vaguely, he seemed to see the god of death staring at him.

Breathing becomes confused.

This top boss who once held supreme power, after losing the cloak of authority, has become weaker than the Common people... However, no one can blame the Dune Lord for his actions. Survival is the most primitive nature of all life.

Richard didn't say anything. After pondering for a moment, he looked at the crystal coffin.

As a life born on the basis of the plane, it seems that it did not fall into a deep sleep because of the crystal coffin, but fell into a deep sleep purely because of the collapse of the plane.

If there were no accidents, it would be as short as a week or two, and as long as three or two months, the will of this plane would perish due to the complete collapse of the plane.

Pity.

But what makes it even more pity is the treasure house of the Lord of the Dunes.

There used to be an artifact in front of his eyes, but now, he slipped away helplessly.

That damn thing is an artifact.

Thinking of this, Richard felt his teeth itch.

I thought that this time I could make a lot of money and make a lot of money, but I didn't expect the bamboo basket to fetch water in vain.

Nothing was caught.

Although there are Huiyue-level units to make up for the loss, I still feel that I have suffered a big loss.

After thinking for a while, holding the idea that the fisherman can't return empty-handed, he looked at the sleeping will of the plane.

Open the black gold system.

This time, a prompt finally appeared above.

[The will of the plane, because of its special environment, gave birth to wisdom and became a very different life. At this time, it is extremely lacking in energy and is in a deep sleep. 】

[1. It can imprint the soul imprint and completely control the will of the plane. 】

[2. Destroy the plane and let it annihilate. 】

The information of the black gold system made Richard's eyes light up.

Can control the will of the plane?

Thoughts move.

The spiritual power radiated out, surging directly towards the vague will of the plane.

In an instant, he only felt that his mental power had touched a mass of indescribable energy.

It's like layers of surging tides are rolling.

The spiritual power penetrated the waves and gradually penetrated into the core.

Richard's mental power was consumed at an exaggerated rate.

If he hadn't been promoted to level 15 and completed his transformation, he might not be able to hold on at this moment.

Finally, the spiritual power reached the most core position, and a faint blue light floated here.

The moment his mental power touched the bright light, he saw a plane gradually condensing into shape in the void, and then gained consciousness and wisdom because of a void thunder...

A picture after another is like a movie that has been fast-forwarded several times, and it comes into my mind.

till the end.

Because of the passage of time, plus the will of the plane being imprisoned, unable to adjust the plane, plus being endlessly demanded.

The plane collapsed and everything turned into nothingness.

The screen is plunged into darkness.

While Richard was still in silence, a prompt sounded in his ear.

"Ding~ You have imprinted your spiritual imprint on the will of the plane, and you have gained the control of a plane."

He was awakened suddenly, stared at the reminder, and then couldn't laugh or cry.

Gained control of a plane?

With the appearance of that plane about to collapse, even if he becomes... huh? No... the plane is about to collapse? ?

Thinking of this, his eyes burst into brilliance.

With a wave of his hand, an inconspicuous gray stone appeared in his hand.

It is the size of a fist, has no special smell, and is no different from the ones picked up by the roadside.

Groping for the stone in his hand, the corners of his mouth were raised high.

Collapse or not collapse, but it is not yet determined.

The Stone of the Plane, in the first copy, was given to him by the chairman of the Scarlet Council, the ultimate boss who rubbed the plane with his bare hands.

Because it is too high-end, he has not been able to find a chance to use it.

Now, he has a ready-made plane.

And more importantly, this plane is under his control at the moment!

And it's not just that...

Richard's heart moved, and a shriveled seed suddenly appeared in his hand.

Stones, seeds, are inconspicuous.

However, the origin of each one is enough to be called amazing... because this is the seed of the world tree.

The seeds borne by the world tree that supports the countless planes of "Glory Era"!

In the last dungeon, the steamed bun lover personally gave it to him in order to solve the threat of the orcs.

Once rooted... it can support a medium-sized plane.

But the only problem now is that it takes 100 drops of divinity to restore vitality. Renee has been nourishing with divinity during this time, but it is still far behind.

Seeing two objects suddenly appear in Richard's palm, the Dune Lord felt something was wrong.

Although he lost his strength, he was once the master who ruled the desert of death, and his knowledge is extraordinary.

"Your two treasures, I can feel the aura comparable to divine weapons..."

His tone was hesitant and cautious, as if he was afraid that the other party would get angry.

Richard looked at this once extremely powerful boss and smiled.

Groping for the gray stone, he said casually.

"This is the Stone of Plane."

The calm tone made the Dune Lord's expression freeze, his eyes widened suddenly, and his face was full of disbelief.

This, is this the Stone of Plane? !

Can this kind of treasure be obtained?

The stone of the plane is the core of power that carries a plane, and when the plane collapses, it will often collapse at the same time.

If you want to get the Stone of Plane, you need to control the violent energy when the plane collapses...

But what kind of scene is the collapse of the plane?

That is a natural disaster that will destroy the world!

Does it mean that you can control it by controlling it?

Even the gods dare not guarantee it!

Moreover, the stones of most planes are extremely huge, and some are even directly a mountain.

The energy in a plane stone of this size in Richard's hand has been compressed to the extreme, and its quantity is extremely rare.

This kind of treasure is absolutely no less than a divine weapon.

But, did the other party get it?

When the Lord of the Dunes was shocked, Richard gestured to the shriveled seeds in his hand, and said in the same flat tone.

"This is the seed of the world tree."

I still have some regrets.

"Unfortunately, it is shriveled and can only support a medium-sized plane."

The Lord of the Dunes looked at the thumb-sized seed, his eyes were red.

World tree seeds? ! !

Strong envy, jealousy and hatred suddenly rose in my heart.

It's too much for you to have the stone of the plane, and there are such things as world tree seeds?

That is the world tree!

A creation-level treasure that supports countless planes! ! !

Thinking that I have only obtained one artifact for hundreds of thousands of years, and it is still unusable, and now it is lost together with the treasures I stored.

I was very depressed.

Why, he used to be the master who ruled the desert of death, but now, he can't even compare with a charismatic lord!

No, it's not that I can't compare, but I was trampled under my feet......

The God of Creation is unfair! !

No matter how much he wailed in his heart, the Lord of the Dunes finally forcibly adjusted himself, looking at the heroic and extraordinary figure in front of him with great emotion.

"My lord, the desert must be blessing you. Your luck is really enviable. You are the real master of the desert..."

Lucky?

Richard heard this, smiled, and was noncommittal.

There is no lack of luck, but luck alone, can you get to the present?

How could those bloody battles be child's play? How can countless people's efforts for this be wiped out just because of the word "lucky"?

Didn't say much on this topic.

Signaling the two top treasures in his hands.

"I want to stabilize the plane that is about to collapse... You should know how to use these two treasures."

Hearing this, the dune lord's mood became more complicated.

I don't even know how to use it but I got it...

It took a few deep breaths to suppress the emotions in my heart, and said honestly.

"My lord, put these two treasures in the plane, and then awaken the will of the plane, it will know how to operate... Survival is the instinct of intelligent life, and the will of the plane is already an intelligent life gone."

Richard nodded thoughtfully.

The mental power escaped again.

Begin to awaken the will of the plane that was forced to sleep due to lack of power...

If he can do what he wants this time.

That dusk city will usher in a take-off.

Take control of a plane!

This is a sweet fruit that no one can refuse...

The meaning behind it is even more heart-pounding.