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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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1156 Chs

Chapter 412: Do Something Big and Make This World Tremble [1/3]

Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Richard felt sparingly regretful when Windsor ultimately did not agree to his proposal to sacrifice first the kobold god to heaven.

The fall of a god had too many implications.

It could cause a vast negative impact if one didn't handle the aftermath well. Everything would waste if one ruined the plan.

Richard took out the ancient god statue and the imprisoned dog-headed god's soul clone in the prison after he followed her instructions.

The steel cage looked very loose, but it could firmly imprison souls.

The blurry, fog-like kobold god's clone soul immediately woke up without the ancient god statue suppression.

The distorted figure floated in the cage and charged out crazily.

However, it looked like one cut off all the sounds, like a silent pantomime.

Windsor glanced at it and then turned her attention to the ancient god statue in Richard's hand.

There was a subtle look in her eyes.