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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 · 科幻
分數不夠
1156 Chs

Chapter 473: Post-War Harvest [1/3]

編輯: Dragon Boat Translation

The moment Richard stepped into the hidden passage behind the yellow sand.

He felt a majestic power surge through his body.

He vaguely felt the entire desert cheered for him.

He sensed carefully, and he could see countless grains of sand over. The yellow sand condensed into a body, and the drifting soul found its home again.

Twilight City.

The residents worked, and they seemed to have sensed something and suddenly looked up at the sky.

Countless yellow sand flew up from outside the city and surged into the city.

A layer of golden light covered the flying sand under the setting sun. That gave people the feeling that golden sand flowed.

A dazzling cloak covered the entire sky.

He turned his head toward the surging sand. That was… The barracks?

The closer residents saw that all the sand had poured into the hero's altar beside the camp.

The power of the yellow sand quickly condensed in the air.