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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 457: The Imprisoned Player, Shameless Old Dog, and the NPC Who Suddenly Appeared [3/5]

Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

"Damned Blasphemers!

"These lowly insects, don't get caught by them!!"

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The Twilight City troop returned to an area they quickly cleared. Richard then ordered the troops to stop.

The first few battles to capture the spider churches would be slightly less arduous... 

The further they went, the fewer spider churches and the stronger the enemies they would face.

At that time, it would genuinely be a bloody battle.

Now, he would increase his troops' strength to a great extent.

Kratos could do some bold operations without fear with the stone box.

Kratos stopped the troop and ordered the flying soldiers to be on guard while it operated on the stone box.

Richard looked around curiously.

He was no stranger to such treasures. Gunter, the fresh blood lich, could make a soul phylactery.