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Lord Of The World: I Become The Lord Of The Desert From The Start

Billions of people around the world were transmigrated to the game world of “Shining Era.” Everyone became lords and possessed their own land. They recruited troops, gathered resources, occupied mines, attacked cities and built up their empires. In this world of lords, the most important resource was the troop lairs where they could recruit troops. However, the potential of these lairs was fixed. If anyone wanted to obtain a top-level troop, they could only do so by defeating powerful wild troops and occupying their lairs. However, Richard discovered that he could actually improve the level of troop lairs directly. From then on, various powerful troops were groomed by him. When the other players were still leaping with joy from obtaining a high-level troop, behind Richard were a Desert Pharoah, a Demonic Scorpion King, a Mechanical Giant, a Demon Baron, a Blood Archduke, a Five-colored Evil Dragon, and a Fallen Angel. From that day on, a prosperous and dazzling oasis city was established in the desert. As for Richard, he became the ruler of the desert.

Carp Blowing Bubbles · Sci-fi
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Chapter 137: Five Great Demon Corpses Obtained [2/3]

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

"Lord, there's a small island ahead..."

"If you still plan to return to that lake to retrieve Sir Ferguson's items, I suggest leaving the troops here.

"After such a long time, perhaps, the battle between the templar dragoons and the great demons has ended..."

Richard nodded.

If it were not for the time limit, he would have waited a day or two before going.

The risk now was too considerable. The great demons and the templar dragoons were not easy to be trifled...

Unfortunately, he only had six hours.

"Call Gray back. We'll leave the troop here."

As Richard spoke, his body flashed with light that increased the speed of the sand platform.

After Twilight City troops traveled less than a kilometer, they saw the small island Gunter had mentioned.

The fog around the small island, which had been much thinner on the river surface, was exceptionally dense.

It was the appropriate place to hide.