Global Lords: Start as a Desert Lord

October 16th.

before heading to the underworld.

Richard recruited the newly refreshed troops.

In addition to the batch of troops recruited on September 22 before going to Solan City, when upgrading the territory, the two batches accumulated on October 1 and 8 were recruited.

During this period, he recruited the output of the military lair 4 times in total.

The current total strength is.

Mummy Keeper 630

Ax of the Dead 515

Bandage Mummy 273

Scorpion Warrior 141

Great Ax Death Knight 387

Sand Archer 850

Kuangsha Mage 445

Cursed Pharaoh 90

Brilliant units - Dark Gargoyle 240, Ax of the Dead 70.

110 Stone Statue of the Dead——720

Heavy Knife Warrior 20.

Crown arms - Skeleton Blood Dragon 160, Skeleton Demon 0.

Total strength: 4536, more than four brigades.

What he values ​​​​especially is the fused arms—stone statues of the dead, whose number has reached an exaggerated 7 squadrons.

If they all take off, they can directly cover the entire Twilight City.

The power in his hand surged again.

But the price is that the resources on the panel drop drastically.

The rare resources accumulated before were all consumed in Solan City.

This time, in order to recruit the stone statues of the dead, we had to exchange ordinary resources for a large amount of rare resources. After this round of consumption, there are still 50 million units of ordinary resources left.

This made Richard lament the abundant resources he earned by conquering the underground world last time, but at the same time he felt overwhelmed by the exaggerated expenditure.

He originally wanted to accumulate some resources and upgrade all the troop nests to the brilliant level.

But after a month, the resources at hand have become less and less.

This made him a little helpless.

With a money-hungry company like the Military Nest, no matter how much you earn, it feels like it’s not enough.

“It’s better to earn more by capturing high-level maps.”

Unfortunately, a wealthy and easy-to-control force like the gray dwarves is too difficult to find.

If you want to find it, you can only leave the Desert of Death.

But at this stage, Twilight City does not have the energy to conduct frequent long-distance expeditions.

The Crimson Moon is coming, and great changes are about to begin.

Before the space ability of the Void Sandworm becomes unstable, you need to be careful when planning to go hunting.

After giving the recruited troops - desertification, Richard did not hesitate and entered the underground world through the two-way portal established in the land of quicksand.

When he passed by the ancient tree of evil, the boss still had no life at all, and it was even difficult for him to sense the opponent's life.

It seemed like it was really dead.

The venomous wasps that stayed on the branches also turned gray and black, as if they had become fossils.

This scene looks quite strange.

Richard didn't observe much. It was still early before the other party woke up.

After passing through the door of space, and immediately following the continuous underground passages, the dim environment of the underground world appeared before us again.

Smelling the stench of mud in the air, his brows wrinkled subconsciously.

No matter how many times he comes, this world without sunshine will still make him feel uncomfortable.

Open the system map, determine the target, and directly control the gravel to fly out.

Bloodhoof City, since the gray dwarves were exterminated, this city has become the de facto center of the underground world.

And the masters of this city, the dungeon barbarians, finally got their wish and became the overlords of the underground world!

Although this overlord needs to be put in quotation marks in the eyes of many people.

But no matter what, before the surface lord spoke, Bloodhoof City was the most powerful ruler in the underground world, and no force could compare with it.

The streets of Bloodhoof City were bustling with activity at the moment. Looking around, one could see all kinds of strange dungeon races coming and going.

Most of these beings come to trade weapons.

The news that Bloodhoof City used food to purchase high-level equipment from all forces had spread throughout the underground world before the gray dwarves were wiped out.

Food is more valuable hard currency than anything else in the underground world.

Nine out of ten fights were over food.

Suddenly, a burst of yellow sand flew into the city from the sky.

Many people on the street looked up subconsciously.

"How dare you break into Bloodhoof City? Are you really looking for death? Well? Is that the surface lord?!"

The street suddenly became noisy.

Everyone's eyes widened, wanting to see what the legendary surface lord looked like.

But unfortunately, the speed was too fast. When they reacted, they only saw a blurry shadow.

This made many people sad.

Controlling yellow sand is Richard's signature ability spread in the underground world.

Coupled with the fact that the total legendary level has exceeded 10 points, his popularity and reputation in the underground world can be described as terrifying.

Richard ignored the restless streets and flew directly into the city lord's palace.

As soon as they landed, Serge Bloodhoof, the master of Bloodhoof City, came out to greet him.

The other party seemed to know his arrival one step ahead every time.

Serge strode closer and took the lead in saluting.

"Lord Richard! We welcome your arrival!"

The posture is respectful and humble.

This is what Richard appreciates most about dungeon life. He can take it up and put it down, and he will never hold on when he should give in.

There was a bit of a smile on his face.

"No need to be polite, Serge, I promised you that in the future, the dungeon barbarians will follow the City of Twilight to conquer the surface."

"Keep a good attitude. We were friends before and we will be friends in the future."

He stepped forward and patted the other person's shoulder, his tone a bit intimate.

After Serge straightened up, he felt mixed emotions.

friend

He took a deep look at Richard and nodded firmly.

The top brass of the dungeon barbarians behind him also let out a sigh of relief.

There is a proverb that has been circulating in the underground world: After all the rabbits in the forest are caught, it is the moment when the hunting dogs die.

Judging from Richard's attitude, the other party obviously did not have this idea.

In the future, Twilight City will bring Bloodhoof City to attack the surface forces. This was the promise that Richard made to Serge last time. Mentioning it again now also gave them a lot of confidence.

My heart immediately settled down.

"Please~"

Serge led Richard into the hall and let him sit in the main seat.

Richard was not polite and of course sat down without giving in.

A few months ago, when he first came to the underground world, he was able to take control of Bloodhoof City with his severely broken extraordinary hunter.

Several months of development.

The City of Twilight is no longer the same, and his status will naturally be higher.

Strength is the only passport, this sentence has never been false.

After three rounds of tea and chatting for more than ten minutes, Richard got to the point.

"Sel, how is the plan we agreed on before, Bloodhoof City completed?"

Serge's face immediately became serious.

"Master Richard, everything is developing according to plan."

"One-third of the progress of unifying the underground world has been completed."

"All the small forces around Bloodhoof City have been brought under our jurisdiction."

"Those who do not surrender have been eliminated."

"The plan to exchange food for weapons is also being implemented steadily. More than 20,000 weapons have been exchanged so far, and more new weapons will be sent in the future."

Let the underground world become the weapons factory of Twilight City, which was a plan set early on.

Twilight City doesn't have that much energy to devote to the underground world now. The best way is to set a goal and guide the underground world in the direction he wants.

Bloodhoof City is his agent.

Richard nodded.

"Yes, you did a good job and you didn't disappoint me."

"I have some new ideas here, you have to gradually promote them later."

Serge immediately became solemn.

"Please tell me."

After Li Cha organized his language, he explained the thoughts that had just occurred to him.

"In order to maintain the leadership in weapon forging in the underground world, I need Bloodhoof City to open forging technology to everyone and share forging information."

Serge was shocked at the first sentence and found it a bit difficult to understand.

"Master Richard, are you talking about open forging technology??"

Richard nodded.

"Yes, Bloodhoof City will establish a blacksmith association in the future, and at the same time select the top blacksmiths to teach blacksmithing techniques to other forces."

"Those forces that surrender to Bloodhoof City can send blacksmiths to study from time to time."

"At the same time, those blacksmiths from small forces who have reached advanced levels will also come to Bloodhoof City to give lessons every once in a while."

"In addition, as long as you contribute your forging skills to the Blacksmiths Association, you can receive generous rewards."

“Working behind closed doors will never make progress.”

"Knowledge can only be promoted by mutual exchange."

"Of course, this is just a rough framework and is very rough. We still need to add in the specific details."

His weapons business mainly deals with players. If he wants to continue doing it, he must be one step ahead of the players.

With the rapid development of players, the desire for low-level weapons and equipment has gradually decreased, and correspondingly, the demand for high-level weapons is increasing.

The underground world must be allowed to keep up with the development pace of players, so that it can always use the huge productivity to harvest wool.

To stay ahead, in his opinion, the best way to improve is through communication and promotion.

In this closed world, knowledge is an extremely precious asset.

This is especially true for forging, a craft that can make people eat.

Without enforcing it through orders, no one would share their skills.

He has already tested the effect of this in Twilight City.

Definitely worth trying.

After hearing this, Serge couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

This idea of ​​completely breaking the mold made him feel crushed by his sight.

While he was still complacent about mastering the underground world, the other party was already thinking about the longer-term future.

And what he did was so bold that he couldn't even imagine it.

Knowledge is such a valuable asset. Should we share it?

But from the other party's simple words, he could hear the strong feasibility.

If he implements and advances firmly, he is 70% sure that everyone will accept it.

No one can refuse to learn other people's skills of keeping the bottom of the box.

Other senior officials of Bloodhoof City were also speechless in surprise.

At this moment, they seemed to understand why Richard, who was equal to them a few months ago and even slightly lower than them, could make them treat him with respect a few months later.

The pattern difference is too big.

"Master Richard, your mind is amazing."

Richard smiled.

In the modern era of the explosion of knowledge, ordinary people can even learn the driving skills of fighter jets and the manufacturing of nuclear weapons as long as they are willing.

There are few obvious barriers.

It is precisely because of the openness of knowledge that the entire world has developed so rapidly.

Twilight City has achieved certain results in knowledge sharing.

The scale of the underground world is countless times larger than that of Twilight City, and there are countless times more intelligent life. If it can really be promoted.

For a long time to come, we will remain ahead of players in terms of forging weapons.

As long as the underworld can do this, it is enough.

"You must make arrangements for this."

"Don't be too tough in the early stage. Use gentle methods first to let other forces taste the sweetness and then promote it strongly."

"You are free to operate the specific details."

Serge came back to his senses, raised his chest and bowed with sincerity.

"As you wish."

After Richard finished his instructions, he continued.

"There is another important thing you have to do - register the heroic units of all forces, and collect all information including levels, occupations, abilities."

"The detailed information about their military units' nests must also be recorded."

Serge was startled, then nodded seriously.

"yes!"

Richard waved his hand.

"Just these two points. When you push forward, you can do it in my name, but you must control the degree and don't be too aggressive."

"You can't let other people have too much resistance."

"Our goal is to implement the plan and nothing else."

Serge's eyes lit up.

He knew how terrifying Richard's current reputation was.

With the endorsement of the other party, the difficulty of executing these two plans will be greatly reduced.

After chatting in some more details, Serge suddenly said a little nervously.

"Master Richard, can I ask you to follow you to the surface world?"

He said quickly as if he was afraid that he would misunderstand something.

"I just think."

Richard interrupted with a smile.

"Of course you can. After the underground world is completely unified, you can go to the Twilight City at any time."

"In the future, Twilight City will still need Bloodhoof City to send troops to defend the city."

Serge was overjoyed.

The yearning for the surface of the earth is almost engraved in the DNA of the Dungeon Clan.

But unfortunately, many dungeon dwellers have never left this gray world to see the sun, stars and moon.

Richard didn't say anything more. After making an agreement with the other party to trade weapons at the end of the month, Richard left Bloodhoof City and headed towards the Melting Pot City.

After waiting for Richard to leave, the senior Barbarians all looked at Serge.

"Clan leader."

Serge took a deep breath, his eyes blazing.

Quietly, the momentum of the former overlord was restored.

"Immediately let people refine the two requirements put forward by Lord Richard, and at the same time formulate a perfect plan and start implementing it in three days."

"This is a task personally assigned by Lord Richard. Anyone who dares to hold back will be punished according to the laws of Bloodhoof City!"

"yes!"

Several people responded in unison.

Serge didn't speak anymore and turned to look at the dim sky outside the window.

"Conquer the surface. I'm really looking forward to that day."

His eyes were particularly bright at the moment.

after an hour.

Furnace City.

The soldiers guarding the city only saw a ball of yellow sand flying in.

Several gray dwarf recruits subconsciously wanted to blow the horn, but were stopped by the teammates next to them the next second.

"Idiot!! That is the great master, Lord Richard!!"

The gray dwarf was startled, and then looked at the sky with admiration.

"That's the great master?!"

Richard ignored this scene. In the underground world he conquered, he naturally had enough privileges.

One sentence can decide the fate of countless people.

After crossing the city wall, they arrived at the vast central square a moment later, but when they were about to land, their face suddenly turned dark.

Because a rock statue with a height of more than 30 meters appeared in his sight.

The statue seems to have been carved by a master. Its appearance is vivid and gives people a strong visual impact.

But what left him speechless was that the statue was him.

Who the hell did this? ?

Richard fell to the ground with a speechless expression. After a moment, two teams of gray dwarves controlling mechanical puppets surrounded him.

Sensing the familiar scent, the gray dwarves immediately opened the cockpit and came out in unison, shouting in the most flattering tone.

"Great Lord, your humble servant says hello to you and welcomes you back."

After Richard captured Furnace City, he stayed there for more than half a month, and only a few of the soldiers in the city didn't recognize him.

And with this statue here, it’s hard not to recognize him.

Richard said with a dark face.

"Where are Brown and Gelu? Let them come to see me here!"

"Yes, the great master"

The two gray dwarves immediately turned around and went down to communicate, while the other gray dwarves quickly protected the surrounding area.

A posture of preparedness.

Ten minutes later, Brown, whose wheelchair was pushed quickly by two mechanical puppets, arrived in front of the statue.

"Master~"

When the 12th-level alchemist saw him, he immediately stood up excitedly and ran over.

Richard glared at this guy angrily and pointed at the statue in front of him.

"Who asked you to carve this?"

Brown's excited expression suddenly froze on his face, and then he said cautiously.

"This is the common wish of all gray dwarves. Everyone says that it is an honor given by the gods to welcome a great ruler like you to the Crucible City!"

He pointed at the gray dwarf next to him and added.

"If you don't believe it, ask them!"

Richard looked at the gray dwarves who nodded in unison without any hint of lying, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Although he knows that gray dwarves have no bottom line, you can't be so imbecile.

I captured your city with my front foot, but you built a statue for me with your back foot?

He didn't know what to say to these bitches for a moment.

Too lazy to talk nonsense.

"Where's that guy Gelu?"

Gegru, a level 15 master alchemist.

It can be said that he is the top talent in his hands.

His baby Andele's professional level is only at the special level, and she is still far away from being a master.

The only pity is that this guy is a gray dwarf.

It's also a dog.

Brown said with a grimace.

"Gegru is studying the World Destroyer in the secret room. He said that he must give the World Destroyer life before he comes out. Do you need me to call him here?"

Only then did Richard remember that when he annihilated the gray dwarves, the gray dwarf chief piloted a mechanical puppet wrapped in blood-colored muscles - the World Destroyer.

The gray dwarves were defeated. Gegru, a master alchemist, said that he could give life to the mechanical puppet, so he handed over the World Destroyer mechanical puppet to the other party for study.

I didn't expect this guy to look a bit like Aundair's research maniac.

"Forget it, ignore him."

Richard glanced at the statue and looked a little embarrassed.

"Push this thing to me."

Brown said weakly.

"Master, I suggest you keep it. The gray dwarves worship you extremely. Your statue can be a great deterrent to them. Because of your statue, public security has improved a lot during this time."

Richard's expression was quite exciting.

Is this a joke?

Can a statue improve public security?

But looking at Brown's serious look, I felt a little powerless.

He really couldn't understand the brain circuits of these dungeon creatures.

He waved his hand.

"Forget it, keep it if it's useful."

Out of sight, out of sight, too lazy to stay any longer.

He turned around and walked towards the City Lord's Mansion.

He asked as he walked.

"What's going on with that dwarf with the blood of a god?"

Brown, who was following closely behind, responded immediately.

"Those god-blooded dwarfs came to seek refuge on their own initiative. They claim that they have the blood of the dwarf god flowing through them."

"Although I don't see that they have it, there is one thing that is very doubtful - those dwarfs have always insisted that they have not learned alchemy, but they are very proficient in alchemy."

"I often ask them some difficult alchemy questions, and they can answer them easily."

"I suspect that they may not only have the blood of gods, but may also have high-level inheritance in their bodies."

Richard narrowed his eyes.

"God of dwarfs, didn't this god fall?"

Among the mythological information he collected, there were records about the dwarf god

Brown pouted.

"Those stupid dwarfs don't think so. They still firmly believe in their own legend. After the rise of some moon, the dwarf god will be resurrected."

Richard's originally casual expression suddenly condensed.

His eyes were like daggers, staring at Brown coldly.

The voice carried strong pressure.

"What legend?"

Brown was shocked and didn't understand why Richard had such a big reaction, and said quickly.

"It's a legend circulated among the dwarves. I also knew it accidentally. All the dwarves say so."

"I mean when the moon rises? Do you know?"

Richard stared at him closely and spoke word by word.

"But Crimson Moon?"

"Master, this, I don't know this."

Brown felt like he was being targeted by an ancient dragon.

The terrible pressure made it difficult for him to breathe.

Big drops of sweat flowed down the forehead

Realizing that the other party was not lying, Richard slowly calmed down his momentum.

But his face was still full of sternness.

"Bring the dwarfs immediately, leaving no one behind!"

"yes!!"

Brown responded with a trembling voice, not even wiping his sweat off, and quickly turned around and led the surrounding soldiers to the dwarf station.

Richard came to the city lord's palace in deep thought and sat directly on the golden throne, as still as a sculpture.

After a long time, a burst of chaotic footsteps came from far and near.

After a dozen breaths, about forty dwarfs entered the hall escorted by mechanical puppets.

The average height of this race is between 1.3 and 1.4 meters. They are ugly and can scare people.

The clothes they wore were also very simple, and many of them even had holes in them. It was obvious at a glance that they were not doing well.

Rand Augustus, the elderly dwarf entered the hall and immediately saw the figure of the high throne.

He immediately became very energetic.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, he stepped forward while other tribesmen were still in panic.

Kneel down and salute.

"The great master, descendant of the dwarf god-Rand Augustus, sends you the highest greetings and thanks you for your visit."

"No gift."

When the other party's voice reached his ears, the old dwarf stood up tremblingly.

But at this moment, he still lowered his head and did not dare to look more.

That person is a majestic being who conquered the underground world. The gap between their identities is too big.

"I heard that you have the blood of gods flowing in your body? If that's the case, why do you want to take refuge in me?"

The old dwarf gritted his teeth and raised his head.

Only at this moment did he see the figure on the golden throne clearly.

The other party wore a black and red crown and had a handsome face. The dark cloak behind his back covered part of the throne, making it even more mysterious.

What impressed him most was the pair of dark and deep eyes, which seemed to be able to see through everything.

His temperament is full of a kingly aura that makes people's hearts tremble, as if the other person is a born master and he only deserves to kneel down and worship.

After taking a few deep breaths to calm down, he spoke.

"Great existence, although the blood of Father God flows in our bodies, the glory of the dwarves has disappeared in the long river of time. We have lost the ability to open the blood in our bodies."

"Now, only massive resources can reactivate our power."

"In this vast underground world, there is no one more benevolent than you. Loyalty to you is the only way out."

"You can bring us hope."

After saying that, he knelt down and bowed to the ground again.

"The great master, the dwarf clan, is willing to dedicate our lives and souls to be eternally loyal to you."

As he spoke, his heart became extremely tense, because the other person's next words would determine their entire fate.

He was like a criminal sitting in the dock, waiting for the court to pronounce his sentence.

Uneasy.

After a moment, those words with a strong sense of oppression sounded again.

"Dwarf, what do you use to prove your identity?"

The old dwarf took a deep breath, raised his head, and looked directly at the supreme king. With trembling hands, he took out a bloody dwarf statue from his arms.

"Great Lord, this is the last treasure left by Father God to the dwarf clan."

The moment Richard saw the statue, his pupils shrank sharply.

His breathing became rapid.

That is the breath of the gods! !

There will be no lies!

Just when he was about to open the system panel to check the properties, the words of the old dwarf below made him stand up from the throne.

"Before God fell asleep, Father God predicted the future. After the crimson moon rose into the sky, He would return."

"And this treasure can summon God the Father to come."

Crimson Moon? ! ! !