Global Lords: Start as a Desert Lord

This blockbuster news was like a depth bomb dropped into Richard's heart, causing huge waves.

He never imagined that he would get news related to the Crimson Moon in the underground world.

And it’s still so shocking.

The crimson moon rises, and the dwarf god will return. This prophecy seems ordinary, but it completely overturns his previous deduction about the crimson moon.

Isn't the crimson moon a fear that can make the gods tremble?

Why are you suddenly related to this fallen god again? ?

What is this new expansion pack all about?

If this prophecy was true, Crimson Moon would be countless times more complicated than he expected.

Thoughts are turning.

He looked at the bloody statue in the old dwarf's hand that exuded the aura of the gods.

Forcibly suppressing the turbulence in my heart, I slowly opened the properties panel.

Dwarf God Statue

[Level]: Special

[Characteristics]: Seals part of the soul of the dwarf god, and at the same time activates the power of the descendants of the dwarf god.

[Introduction]: A treasure forged by the dwarf god himself, sealing part of his soul in the core.

Richard's breath suddenly stopped.

Is the soul of the dwarf god sealed in this statue? ! !

He felt a little weird.

When did the gods become cabbage? How come I can meet him everywhere? !

Are all these guys playing such a big game?

And this is different from the clone of the kobold god imprisoned by him, which was sealed by the other party independently.

Its soul power is definitely countless times greater than that of the clone.

From the information just given, we can know that this statue is the key to the resurrection of the dwarf god!

The light in the eyes flickers on and off

Rand Augustus, the old dwarf looked at Richard without speaking for a long time, his face full of anxiety.

It seems that they are afraid that he will order them to be dragged down and hanged on the city gate in the next second.

After a long time, he had the courage to speak in a trembling voice.

"Great Lord, do you have any questions?"

Richard was awakened, looked at the worried old dwarf, and took a deep breath.

"How much do you know about Crimson Moon?"

The old dwarf smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Lord, Father God's prophecy is too vague. We have searched for countless years and have not found any information about the Crimson Moon."

"Now that the dwarfs have declined, we no longer have the ability to dig into this legend."

He said with a long sigh.

"Our ancestors once inferred that this prophecy might just be a legend made up by one of our ancestors to unite the dwarves."

"Father God, it may be difficult to wake up."

As he said these words, his eyes were filled with bitterness.

After countless years of expectation and countless years of searching, the dwarf has not found hope.

Under the erosion of time, the once powerful dwarfs have become the bottom race.

The faith that supported them in their hearts had long since collapsed, leaving little left.

Those who firmly believe in the prophecy left by the dwarf god have become an absolute minority.

They can't afford it.

Richard looked directly into the other person's eyes, and every word was more important than a thousand words.

"No, this prophecy is not a fabricated lie."

The old dwarf was horrified.

His eyes widened suddenly, looking at the tall figure in front of him in disbelief.

"Lord, you, are you telling the truth?!!!"

The tone was extremely trembling, even making it difficult to hear clearly.

In the hall, those dwarfs who did not dare to speak were breathing faster at this moment, staring at the unparalleled master who sat on the golden throne.

They await the verdict of the inquisitor who will pronounce their fate.

Richard nodded.

"You are not worthy of my deception."

"I have definite news. The Crimson Moon will rise soon."

If this was said by someone else, even the dwarf, Serge Bloodhoof of Bloodhoof City, the new overlord of the underground world, would not believe it.

But the one who said this now was the real ruler of the underground world.

A great being who single-handedly wiped out the gray dwarves.

Its reputation is so great that even ten Bloodhoof Cities tied together cannot match it.

The dwarf immediately became excited.

"Wow, the legend is actually true!!"

"Praise you, great Lord of the Twilight City!"

"Dwarf God, I swear, this is the best news I have ever heard in my life!!"

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The old dwarf was even more excited.

Tears were flowing uncontrollably at this moment, because the wrinkles on his face were densely covered, and the tears flowed directly along the wrinkles.

It looks inexplicably sad.

The legend that the dwarfs had been looking forward to for millions of years and no longer had any hope turned out to be their real protector and would reappear! !

The emotions inside me at this moment are so complicated that they cannot be described in words.

After a long time, a group of people gradually recovered.

The old dwarf suddenly woke up as if he had thought of something, stepped onto the golden steps, and respectfully presented the statue in his hand to Richard.

"Great Master, please take control of the fate of the dwarf clan."

"We will fight to the death for your glory!"

The other dwarfs felt unwilling to see the old dwarf act like this.

Many people even thought about whether they could just leave and wait for the dwarf god to revive. But after seeing the mechanical puppets around them out of the corner of their eyes, they immediately came back to their senses.

Now they have no choice.

From the moment they made the decision to seek refuge in Twilight City, their fate was no longer in their hands.

No, since the dwarves were no longer able to activate the blood in their bodies, they had lost the power to control their destiny.

Richard looked at the old and frail dwarf with interest.

There was some appreciation in his eyes.

He likes to hang out with smart people.

Without any hesitation, he directly reached out and took it.

The statue is like a weight, quite heavy.

Just when I put it in front of me to look at it carefully, the situation suddenly changed.

The divine aura that could still be sensed before suddenly disappeared without a trace.

The statue no longer has any energy fluctuations, as if it has turned into a mortal.

The old dwarf's pupils shrank.

I was horrified.

What's happening here?

Why is the terrifying aura on this treasure gone?

Seeing that Richard's face remained as usual, he lowered his head and never dared to look at him again.

The breath of the gods can be wiped away. This great existence is really terrifying.

Richard's eyes narrowed slightly, but there was no change in his expression.

The power of the statue is not to disappear, but to fear.

The next second, a ferocious statue appeared silently on his hand.

Statue of the Old God.

Two statues stand side by side.

The statue of the dwarf god has no breath. Instead, the statue of the ancient god is emitting a faint dark light, as if it is a shark smelling the smell of blood.

Naturally, he would not rashly get hold of the statue of the dwarf god, as the power of the god was elusive.

In order to prevent accidents, he always controls the statue of the ancient god.

Statues of ancient gods that feed on gods are a powerful weapon against those who control the rules of this world.

Now it seems that the soul of the dwarf god sealed deep in the statue obviously still has some sense.

You may not have a clear consciousness, but you still know how to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune.

Richard felt the aura that he tried to hide and looked at the old dwarf.

"Rand, how can I use this statue?"

"Are you talking about calling Father God, or activating the blood in our bodies?"

"Tell me everything."

The old dwarf forced himself to calm down and said in a deep voice.

"If God the Father has returned, then you only need to input energy into the statue to call."

"If you want to activate your bloodline, it's not that simple."

As he spoke, his face became a little ugly.

"The statue is the key to activating the bloodline."

"But if you want to maintain this energy, you need to consume 1 million units of rare resources every year."

"Due to the weakness of the dwarfs, we have long been unable to afford such huge resources. This has also resulted in that the blood in our bodies has never been activated again for hundreds of years."

The more he talks about it, the more complicated his eyes become.

"Now it requires at least 1 million units of rare resources to restore the statue's function as a key."

Who would be willing to give up everything if they didn't have to?

The declining dwarf has no way out.

Richard understood.

No wonder the other party was willing to donate the statue.

One million rare unit resources are an exaggerated figure for Twilight City.

He has been in "Glory Era" for more than half a year, and the rare resources on the books have not reached 500,000 units, let alone 1 million.

The few top-level treasures in his hands may be worth this price, but they are impossible to sell.

Moreover, it has to pay 1 million every year. This thing is simply an unbearable gold-swallowing beast.

It’s no wonder that the dwarfs are weakening. It’s not a force that is strong enough to a certain extent. Just having to pay this amount of resources every year can drag it down.

With his thoughts at this point, he opened the old dwarf's attribute panel with some curiosity.

Although the other party's words were beautiful, he still wanted to see if this divine bloodline was worth the price he paid.

Rand Augustus

Hero unit

[Level]: Level 9

[Potential]: B level

[Skills]: Descendant of Divine Blood (Legendary, potential increased by 1 level (upper limit is Super A level), can actively activate the divine blood in the body, open the body of the Divine Descendant, the body of the Divine Descendant, the body size increases to 4 meters tall, and all attributes are improved 800%, skill attribute increased by 200%, level temporarily increased by 2 levels, immune to death before the energy in the body is exhausted, duration: 20 minutes, cooling time: 24 hours.) (Sealed)

Inherited knowledge (Super A level, the knowledge of ancestors can be passed down through bloodline - combat skills, alchemy, magic knowledge.) (Sealed)

Strong physique (Level B), Stealth (Level B), Dwarf Archery (Level C), Dwarf Combat Skills (Level C), Blacksmithing (Level C), Tailoring Skills (Level D), Identifying Herbs (Level D)

[Hero Talent]: Intelligent brain, when commanding dwarves, intelligence increases by 20%.

[Racial Talent]: Super comprehension, for advanced knowledge such as alchemy and magic, the learning speed is increased by 40%.

[Bond - Gnome]: If the number of gnomes exceeds 20, the intelligence will increase by 10%; if the number of dwarfs exceeds 40, the intelligence will increase by 15%; if the number of dwarfs exceeds 60, the intelligence will increase by 20%.

[Introduction]: A dwarf with great potential will possess surprising talents once the power hidden in his body is activated.

After reading the opponent's attributes, Richard's expression was quite subtle.

One word comes to mind: Ice and Fire.

The old dwarf's divine blood descendants and inherited knowledge made him jealous. They were among the top skills.

But apart from these two skills, the rest are all garbage.

This seems to explain the current situation of the dwarf from the side.

Unlimited potential, life in embarrassment.

If not out of desperation, how could a combat hero learn the skill of tailoring?

Richard was slightly emotional.

The racial talents and bonds are pretty good. If the bloodline is activated again, the seals of the two top skills will be broken.

I'm afraid that this old dwarf will become the top hero in an instant.

He looked at the other dwarves.

After scanning around, I found that the skill of the Divine Blood Descendant on other dwarfs was only Transcendent A level, and the upper limit of potential improvement by one level was also reduced to A level.

The temporary level improvement has also become level 1, and various attributes have also shrunk to varying degrees.

But even if this is the case, within 20 minutes, the energy in the body will not be exhausted, and the feature of immunity to death is still called a bug.

But what made him feel a little regretful was that the skill of knowledge inheritance was not seen in other dwarves.

In the hall, except for the old dwarf, everyone else is not a heroic unit.

This is obviously the main reason.

After Richard sighed a little, he looked at the old dwarf.

What he values ​​most is not the opponent's combat effectiveness, but the inheritance of knowledge.

Brown specifically mentioned before that the dwarf had never learned alchemy, but he could answer many alchemical problems that he didn't know.

Obviously it is also thanks to this skill.

Twilight City does not lack high-end combat capabilities, but it lacks scientific researchers.

The other party's attributes gave him new ideas

"In Solan City, 5-star strategic treasures can be sold for millions of units of rare resources."

"Exchanging 1 million rare resources for a powerful hero unit is not a bad deal."

Moreover, he still has a lot of dark crystals in his hands, and he can train ordinary dwarves into heroes.

Thinking of this, he looked at the old dwarf.

"Besides you, are there any other dwarves?"

The old dwarf said bitterly.

"When we first decided to join you, some of the tribe had huge differences with us, so half of them stayed at the station."

Richard nodded and looked at Brown, who had never spoken.

"Brown, ask someone to bring those dwarfs back to Furnace City without causing any casualties."

Brown immediately nodded in agreement.

Then he let the two dwarfs lead the way, turned around and went down.

Richard glanced around, pondered for a moment, and said slowly.

"Are you willing to live on the surface?"

These words made all the dwarfs' eyes light up.

In the underground world, the surface is synonymous with wealth, safety, and hope. Almost all dungeon creatures are obsessed with the surface.

"Great Lord, we do."

In the end, the old dwarf became the representative.

"Very good, believe me, you will feel truly honored for today's choice in the future!"

"After I get to the surface, I will activate the key function of the statue and give you power again."

These words immediately made the dwarf excited.

“Thank you for your kindness!!”

"Praise be to you, great master!"

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Richard nodded, said nothing more, and waved everyone to disperse.

Although there is still a lot of detailed information to ask these dwarfs, but that is not important, just leave it to the subordinates.

After the room was cleared, Richard turned his attention to the statue of the dwarf god again.

Feeling the breath of the statue, my heart moved slightly.

The statue was extraordinary, but for a moment he didn't know where to start.

Needless to say, the soul of the dwarf god is priceless.

But the biggest question is. How should this thing be used?

Can the soul hidden inside be forced out?

Letting the statues of ancient gods be swallowed up would be a waste of resources.

"This seems to be a common problem with top-level treasures like mine."

"The plane stone is like this, the World Tree seeds are like this, and now this statue of the dwarf god is still like this."

Richard smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Others are afraid that there will be no good things, but he has too many good things and doesn’t even know how to use them.

After withdrawing his thoughts, he focused on the key issues.

"The most critical point now is the Crimson Moon. As long as the Crimson Moon can be found, all problems can be solved."

"I wonder if this little girl Chris has made any progress."

He shook his head, not bothering about it.

It only takes about two and a half months. Even if no trace of the Crimson Moon is found during this period, with the strength of Twilight City, it can still get a share of the upcoming changes.

Isn't it that he has accumulated strength for so long just to deal with these emergencies?