Global Lords: Start as a Desert Lord

Endless darkness enveloped everything.

Richard didn't know how long he had been asleep.

Maybe a minute, maybe a century.

In the endless darkness, he finally regained consciousness.

It's just like a sleeping person who is about to wake up, unable to think and judge yet.

In the haze, I suddenly heard a low murmur in my ears.

But the sound was so erratic that it was impossible to hear it clearly.

It seemed to be praying and crying.

Round after round, never ending.

I don’t know how long it took, but the sound gradually became clearer.

"Great Lord, please respond to our call. Descendants of the Royal Family of El, I humbly implore you."

"The kingdom of El has been stolen by the vile."

"We abide by the last words of our ancestors"

"Ask you, the great one, to come."

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Someone is calling him?

What country is the Kingdom of El?

Is there the Kingdom of El on the edge of the Dead Desert?

Richard braced himself and tried to recover, but he still felt as if he hadn't slept for ten days and nights, with a strong sense of powerlessness and entrapment.

"O great Lord, please keep your eyes on this land."

"The royal family of El is willing to give everything and ask for your coming."

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The voice became weaker and weaker, but Richard could hear it more and more clearly.

I beg you to come. Come.

Until a certain critical point, the clear sound of the system prompts him to wake up suddenly.

"Ding~ Your soul has been blessed and protected by the desert, and has temporarily integrated into the desert."

"Ding~ You sensed the call from an alien plane. Do you respond to the call and come to the alien plane?"

"Note: This summons can only bring down a ray of soul power. The dissipation of the soul power will not affect you, but you will be in a weak state that lasts for one day."

Someone is calling him?

What's happening here?

After waking up, Richard was at a loss for words.

I felt it carefully immediately.

Then he was a little surprised to find that he was not resurrected at this moment, and was still in a soul state.

In his perception, he was surrounded by yellow sand, and he seemed to be buried in the desert. No, not buried, the yellow sand was cheering, jumping for joy, singing, and dancing for him. He seemed to belong here.

And among the endless yellow sand, there are two exits hidden behind the gravel.

An altar that exudes an atmosphere he is extremely familiar with - the hero altar of Twilight City.

If you feel it carefully, you can even see his people calling for his return.

Carew, Gray, Gunter, and Andele are all there.

On the other side, there is a plane full of alien atmosphere, and the sounds of prayers can be heard constantly ringing inside.

It was this voice that called him in his mist.

After reopening the system and reading the prompts twice, my curiosity grew.

A strange plane?

How did the other party summon him because he temporarily merged into the desert?

And it can only come with a ray of soul power, without involving yourself?

After reading it several times, I felt a strong curiosity in my heart.

The action of exploring an unfamiliar dimension is very attractive to him - especially when there is no danger.

Without hesitation, he turned around and headed towards that unfamiliar plane.

When he got closer to the yellow sand around him, he realized that the gravel around him was not solid, but was condensed with the same void energy as him.

A little doubt arose in my heart. Where is this place?

Up, down, left, and right, everything was filled with empty yellow sand, making it difficult for him to distinguish his direction.

The system map is also blurry at the moment, without any information.

Is he at the Altar of Heroes? No, that's not right. It says he merged into the desert. This is the core of the Desert of Death?

After groping for a while, I couldn't find any clues and I was still confused.

After keeping this matter in mind, I didn’t worry too much.

Passing through the yellow sand of nothingness, we arrived at the passage that exuded the aura of another world.

After carefully sensing and confirming that there was no danger, with curiosity and expectation, a ray of soul power escaped and passed through the passage.

Redel El, a descendant of the El royal family, was kneeling with her seven or eight-year-old sister in a majestic church.

There are relief murals depicting giants fighting demons carved around the church, which looks spectacular and majestic.

The huge windows on both sides were sealed, and no light came in. Only the magic lamp hanging upside down on the ceiling in the center of the church was shining.

The two of them knelt devoutly in front of an altar filled with gems, with their hands clasped together and their heads lowered, constantly reciting prayers passed down by their ancestors.

In the slightly dim light, the two figures were elongated, looking particularly small in the empty environment.

They have been praying for half a month.

The original expectations and hopes in my heart are dissipating little by little.

The plane summoning array has long been dilapidated, and the El royal family's countless years of repairs have only repaired the most superficial magic runes.

The deeper runes have exceeded the restorer's upper limit of knowledge.

No one knows whether this plane summoning array can still operate, because it is too broken, and the El royal family has repaired it for thousands of years without testing it.

A dangerous building that is about to collapse, it is impossible for anyone to try how much weight it can bear.

We can only do our best to repair it and keep it as a last resort to prevent emergencies.

Now, this long-hidden trump card has been activated.

Possible ending

With her thoughts at this point, Redel's eyes turned dim as he lowered his head.

My heart was full of confusion.

If it is true that no more reinforcements will come, where should they go?

The Grand Duke of Wrathblood, an extraordinary existence, has now obtained the loyalty of most of the army. The only two of them left in the royal family are no longer qualified to challenge the opponent head-on.

Is the Kingdom of El really going to be destroyed by that despicable betrayer?

How can I repay the blood feud that killed my father?

"Sister, you are distracted"

A somewhat cold voice came from the side, and Bindel suddenly came back to her senses.

She looked at her sister in a white nun's robe with some shame.

The other party's cold eyes were like morning dew, crystal clear, making people unable to help but feel ashamed.

"I"

As soon as the words were spoken, the thin girl covered by the nun's robe slowly shook her head.

"No need to explain it to me, sister."

"Keep praying."

Ruidell stopped at this moment.

She pushed her long blond hair behind her ears and looked directly at each other with her sky blue eyes.

"The plane summoning array has long been broken and has lost its effect. We have no reinforcements."

After speaking, he glanced at the altar filled with gems again, his tone was hoarse and filled with endless pain.

For half a month, praying day and night brought her already tense spirit to its limit.

The plane summoning array, which had no response at all, dragged her into the abyss.

That nerve is broken.

No one can imagine how desperate it feels to have his father killed under his watch, his entire family purged, his kingdom taken away, and himself forced to hide like a sewer rat with his sister.

The thin girl wearing a nun's robe looked at the exhausted figure beside her with firm eyes.

He stretched out his pale, bloodless hands and gently supported the other person's face.

"Sister, I sensed it. I sensed a powerful soul sleeping. He dominates the desert."

"The desert is singing, blessing, praying and praising"

"He is waking up."

"The plane summoning array is not useless."

"We summoned the most powerful existence."

"Sister, the El royal family will never stop here."

"We are the descendants of King El, the royal family guarding the rift in the abyss, and the brave and fearless warriors!"

Those childish words carried unparalleled persuasiveness at this moment.

Rui Del's heart was shaken, and the stars were shining brightly in her eyes.

He said hastily with a trembling tone.

"Sister, have you really sensed that there are beings sleeping in the desert who responded to our prayers?"

"Really?"

Her eyes were fixed on the other person, fearing that she would get the words just to comfort her from his mouth.

The thin figure under the nun's robe was about to speak when suddenly she seemed to sense something and turned her head sharply to look at the altar with countless gems in front of her.

The eyes bloomed with endless light.

"Sister, that great existence has arrived."

The moment the words fell.

I saw the gems on the altar clicking and making constant shattering sounds. The majestic energy contained in them quickly surged into the sky as if it was attracted by a magnet.

Under Redel's nervous and anxious gaze, a majestic figure wearing a black and red crown and a black cloak with dark flowers engraved on his back slowly gathered.

The moment the other party appeared, a large amount of gravel flew up outside the magnificent church, floated straight towards him, and lingered around him.

Adding countless mysteries to each other.

But what made her heart tremble even more was the temperament exuded by the other party.

Like a king who controls countless lives and deaths, or a superior person who controls a certain plane.

The moment the other party appeared, he became the center of the world, and no one could suppress his light.

Everything can be faked, except temperament.

This is an existence that is too powerful to be imagined. They may even have summoned someone who controls the rules! !

The first glimpse of that mysterious being.

Ruidell prostrated.

The tone of surprise and trembling echoed through the hall.

"The descendant of the great Lord El's royal family - Redel El, I extend my highest respect to you."

"Your arrival is our honor!!"

The thin girl next to her, shrouded in a nun's robe, also lowered her head at this moment, no longer as mature and determined as before.

said with a trembling voice.

"The majestic being who rules the desert, Aisha El, salutes you."

There is something soft-hearted about her childish tone.

Richard, who was floating in mid-air, did not understand the words of this plane, but the illusory body he transformed into at this time could directly understand the other party's words.

A very strange state.

El Royal Family?

Is this the one who summoned him?

Two princesses from another dimension?

He looked at the two prostrate and saluting figures below with interest.

I didn't expect that such a strange thing would happen after being killed by Rose this time.

Looking at this, the other party regarded him as a big shot, which was also interesting.

I just don’t know what’s going on in this alien plane?

What is the purpose of the other party calling him?

But what matters most to him is not these two people, but the ground beneath their feet.

This is an unfamiliar plane. How many benefits can be gained by developing a plane?

He had an idea for cross-dimensional transactions when he obtained the Void Sandworm. He never expected that he would be in such a state when he first stepped into another plane.

And with the treasure of Void Sandworm, as long as the detailed coordinates of this plane can be obtained, the door to space can be opened directly.

Thinking of this, my interest became even stronger.

But no matter how much he thought about it, his emotions were not shown.

He spoke slowly and solemnly.

"Descendants of the royal family of El, inform me of your intention to summon me."

His common language is mixed with mental power and transmitted together. Even if you don't understand the common language, you can still understand the meaning through mental power.

The skill of using this kind of mental power is not very profound.

When Ruidele and her sister Elsa heard this, they straightened up.

Rui Del looked at the blurry figure overlooking them, and took several deep breaths but could not calm down the excitement in her heart.

After half a month of non-stop praying, there was finally a response. The other party might even be able to save the last savior of the El royal family!

Praise the goddess.

He held up his chest and answered in the most humble tone.

"Great being, I am the princess of the Kingdom of El, my country."

Then a long narrative began.

The king's father, who went to the cracks of the abyss to suppress the demons, was betrayed by his trusted love general, Archduke Wrathblood, and was killed with his own hands.

What followed was a bloodbath in the royal family, crowning him king, hunting down his descendants, being forced to flee, his ancestors backing him up, the plane summoning array, praying for half a month, and a series of other things he responded to the summons.

After listening to this, Richard became more and more interested.

He didn't care about this bloody plot. If the royal family's seizure of power was not limited to this, what else could they come up with?

What he cares about is the message conveyed from the other party's mouth.

This plane ruled by the Kingdom of El has a large amount of intelligent life, and the mineral veins, rare resources, population, and soldiers that its territory is in urgent need of are all here.

There is even a rift connecting the abyss!

This is a plane with great potential for development.

Richard inexplicably felt like he had found a treasure.

How much benefit did he get from the underground world after occupying it?

This plane seems to have much more potential than the underground world.

The two most powerful forces in the underground world before were only at level 15, and it wasn't until the last battle that a level 19 suture monster was created.

This plane is extraordinary!

A map that can be cultivated to be extraordinary is definitely much better than a map that can only be cultivated to level 15!

If it can be occupied

After Richard forced himself to calm down, he spoke slowly.

"Descendants of the El royal family, what do you want?"

Ruideer's eyes were firm.

"revenge!"

Richard looked at the two people with interest.

Your Royal Highness, you don’t want your country to be taken away, right?

"Then what can you give?"

Ruideer seemed to be prepared for this question and said loudly.

"Great Lord, the Kingdom of El will always believe in you and build temples for you. Millions of residents will pray to you day and night."

When he said this, his eyes were filled with nervousness and a bit of confidence.

It seemed that this bargaining chip was enough to impress him.

Build a temple? Pray day and night?

Li Cha frowned.

This is quite different from his estimate.

But he keenly sensed that this bargaining chip seemed to have something more worthy of exploration.