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Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong

1 billion people from the Earth woke up and discovered that they had transmigrated to an alternate world. They possessed their own land and had become lords. They had to struggle to survive in a foreign world by attacking other cities and conquering new lands. Leo Ray received the God Tier talent [Golden Touch]. He could turn stone into gold and upgrade items. [Congratulations! Your Rank One Recruitment Tag has been upgraded to Rank Five Recruitment Tag.] [Congratulations! Your Rank Two Weapon: Crescent Moon Blade has been duplicated 101 times.] [Congratulations! Your Rank Three Weapon: Great Land Two-handed Sword has been upgraded to Rank Five Weapon: Dragon Slayer Sword.] … [Congratulations! You have become the world’s first Lord with a Level Two Mansion.] [Congratulations! You have become the world’s first Lord to completely kill off a boss.] [Congratulations! You have become the world’s first Lord to conquer a city.] … While others were still working hard to gather resources, Leo Ray monopolized the market and made everyone work for him. While others were still toiling away at establishing their villages, Leo Ray’s grand city had already been built. While others were still risking their lives to withstand the attacks of the surrounding monsters with villagers, Leo Ray had already amassed an army and was conquering cities and lands.

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Chapter 676: Stirring Shadows_1

Under the dim light, a tall and burly figure could be seen wearing a bizarre Gothic-style white mask.

On the lower-left corner of the strange mask, a shield-shaped black crack emblem and a number 00007 were boldly printed!

Without a doubt, this man was No. 7 Black-robed Person, who had faced Leo Ray in several confrontations before.

"My Lord, according to the rules of our organization, a member must wear a pure white mask when meeting other members. You disregarding the rules is a bit inappropriate, isn't it?"

With a weird disguised voice, No. 7 Black-robed Person hesitantly touched his chest with one hand and spoke.

"Old Seven, are you questioning me?"

A very hoarse and deep voice came from the throne at the head, and the Nightmare Knight coldly said, "If it weren't for your consecutive failures, losing soldiers, would the organization send me to oversee the Coldflame Branch? At headquarters, I don't have to wear this thing all the time."