Global Lords: Start as a Desert Lord

"kill!"

A 10-meter-tall centaur, as if the God of War had come to this world, launched a charge on the vast yellow sand with five squadrons of giant axe-riding horses.

Their enemy is the wild stronghold in front composed of thousands of rare-level soldiers-desert poachers.

Under the domineering charge, the stronghold in front seemed to be pushed over by a bulldozer.

Those short buildings were directly knocked down, and the desert poachers who dared to stop them were smashed like glass.

Drenched with blood.

Boss characteristics: Transform into a 10-meter heavy warrior, all attributes increased by 100%, lasts for 6 hours, can be used once a day.

Emerilda held a giant long-handled battle ax that was almost the same size as her body. During the charge, she slaughtered the desert poachers blocking her way.

Level 9, a rare 3-star field soldier, was slaughtered like a chicken.

The F-level field hero led by the opponent was killed by an axe, and his body was crushed into meat paste.

With Emerelda as the vanguard, the giant ax death knights at the rear were like a storm passing by, razing this wild stronghold to the ground in an instant.

After the battle, Emerelda suddenly raised her battle ax and shouted loudly.

"For Twilight City!"

Behind him, hundreds of giant ax death knights roared in unison.

"For Twilight City!"

As the voice fell, the aura of the exaggerated centaur suddenly surged.

The sense of oppression increased again.

"Ding~ You commanded the army to destroy a medium-sized field military stronghold, achieved a perfect victory, and gained 10,000 experience points."

"Ding~ The main battle hero——Emerida has been upgraded to level 13 after a lot of battles."

In the sky, Richard, who was surrounded by yellow sand, had a smile in his eyes.

Twilight City has as many as three bosses - the ancient tree of evil that is still sleeping and transforming, the dark Valkyrie with unparalleled combat power, plus the centaur below who was once a demigod.

The first two are the ceiling of Twilight City's combat power, but this little guy who has been acting cute around him has never shown his talent.

There are many reasons for this, the most important one is that he is uneasy.

But things are different now. After such a long time together, the boss who has lost his memory and all his power has completely returned to his heart.

So it's time to release this boss with explosive combat power.

After Xina and the Dark Valkyrie left, he began to ask Emerelda to lead the army to clear out the military strongholds in the field.

After more than a month, the little centaur has almost never returned to the Twilight City.

She has been painting pictures with high intensity day and night, and her level has also increased from level 9 to the current level 13.

The combat effectiveness has soared visibly to the naked eye.

Once the 10-meter-tall fighting form is used, even he must be careful to fight.

After venting her excitement, Emerelda seemed to notice something and turned her head sharply to look at the sky.

Looking at that familiar figure, his face was full of surprise and excitement.

"Father~"

There is a huge contrast between the childish voice, which is a bit charming, and the body like a god of war.

Every time Richard heard this title, he had an inexplicable feeling.

It seems that he really raised a daughter and landed.

Suspended in mid-air, looking at the still delicate and lovely face in front of him after being enlarged, his eyes softened.

"Are you tired? Do you want to go back and rest for a while?"

Emerelda felt Richard's concern and her eyes turned into crescent moons.

"Don't be tired, father, I want to become very strong."

"Sister Xina and the others have left, and I can't be left behind by them."

He said while tilting his head.

"When I become stronger, I can protect the Twilight City and my father~"

The tone is innocent, sincere and sincere, without any falsehood.

Looking at that clear gaze, Richard felt warm in his heart.

It was these sincere emotions that made him always feel that his efforts were not in vain.

But in the next second, Emerelda's movements made his warmth disappear.

The little guy subconsciously wanted to pounce over and rub his head against Richard.

Looking at the exaggerated figure, Richard avoided it with a black line on his face.

If he was rubbed, it would be no more serious than being hit by a boulder.

Seeing Richard's actions, Emerelda also reacted and felt a little embarrassed.

"Father~ After I get bigger, I can't get smaller, otherwise I won't be able to get bigger today."

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly added something.

"But I will work hard to control this power, and I will definitely be able to change freely in the future."

Richard didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He worked hard to control that power with you, just because he wanted to rub it in my arms a few times, right?

After comforting the little guy with a mental age of only five or six years old for a while, Richard asked her to continue scanning the pictures without following her.

Among the giant axe death knights, there is also a D-class knight hero in the team. This is a hero who was recruited with corpses at the entrance of the Nine Bronze Gates ruins a long time ago.

Although the combat power is not strong, it is enough to take care of some Emeralds.

In addition, there is a squadron of stone statues of the dead following in the sky.

Not afraid of any danger.

With him around, part of the experience gained by Emerelda will be divided, delaying her upgrade.

As the supreme master, even if he doesn't take action, he can gain some experience by coming here.

This is the prerogative of the lord.

Only when the distance between the two sides is at least ten kilometers, or there is no longer contact, the hero who leads the army will have exclusive experience.

If you use communication treasures to continue remote command during the process, the lord can still gain some experience, but this experience will decrease as the distance becomes farther.

There is a complete experience acquisition mechanism, and it is difficult to exploit loopholes.

After the reluctant Emilida disappeared from sight, Richard waved and flew in another direction with the 5 teams of skeletal blood dragon statues behind him.

Emerelda was scanning the picture, and he was doing the same thing.

His level has been stuck at level 14 for long enough. At level 15, he will usher in a qualitative change.

Whether it is a hero or a unit, level 15 is a threshold. Once you pass it, you will get all-round improvement.

It is already the end of November, and we are getting closer and closer to the new expansion pack at the end of December - Crimson Moon.

He still has to complete the S-level task entrusted by the old man at the Red Dragon Grocery Store within a month and retrieve the heart of the god.

Whether it is Crimson Moon or an S-level mission, it requires very strong strength. Now, his strength is not enough, far from enough.

Five teams of skeletal blood dragons were divided into five groups and scanned the map in a fan shape.

Small military strongholds in the field cannot stop them. When encountering large military strongholds, Richard will be notified immediately.

With the talent of controlling yellow sand, he is the undisputed master in the desert.

Although there are very few mineral vein refreshes in the barren desert of death, there is still no shortage of field troops.

The most important thing is that no one competes with him.

Although the experience gained from hunting ordinary field troops at level 14 will be greatly reduced, it cannot withstand the large number of strongholds of wild troops.

If you have little experience in a single stronghold, use numbers to make up for it.

——

While Richard was busy scanning maps and leveling up, deep in the Death Desert, on a giant sand dune hundreds of meters high, two players were excited at the moment.

They've finally arrived! !

There is a clear difference between this giant sand dune and the surrounding sand dunes. The yellow sand here turns into inky black.

It gives people a spooky feeling.

Standing on it, even if the desert is hot, you will feel chilly.

It was like standing on a mass grave.

But this was nothing to the two players looking around with the map.

The player, who was as thin as a stick, yelled.

"The black sand dunes bury the ancient secrets of the Death Desert. Pheasant, that NPC didn't lie to us, we really found it! Damn the sandals, this road is too damn difficult!!"

The dark and fat player next to him also became excited.

“Haonan, this time, it’s finally our turn to get rich!!”

"As long as we can get the treasure inside, we will strengthen Hongxing sooner or later!"

The Ma Gan players nodded repeatedly and raised the map in their hands in excitement to indicate the words on it.

"Take out the relic. It says that after finding the black sand dunes, bury the relic in the black gravel, and then water it with blood."

"The relics will lead to treasures deep in the dunes."

"That ancient secret."

The fat black player quickly took out a black human skull from the system space.

The evil aura exuding from it made it look filled with unspeakable weirdness.

The fat black player didn't know how many times he had played with it, but he had no reaction and directly buried the black skull under the black gravel.

Then he took out the blood that had been prepared.

Just when he was about to water it, the excited Ma Gan player suddenly stopped smiling.

I felt a bit of a bad premonition in my heart, and my heart was beating hard.

After hesitating for a moment, he still stretched out his hand to stop his companion.

"Pheasant, I suddenly feel something is wrong. Please slow down for a moment."

The fat black player frowned.

"Haonan, aren't you scared of your mother?"

As he spoke, he planned to pour the blood in the barrel. Seeing this scene, the Ma Gan player became more and more uneasy.

It seems that there will be huge disaster if it falls.

He quickly stepped forward, holding the barrel with one hand, and said loudly.

"Don't worry yet!!"

Seeing the opponent's appearance, the black and fat player suddenly became angry.

"Our territory was attacked by those sons of bitches in a sneak attack. Now in order to find this treasure, we have brought in all the remaining troops."

The more he spoke, the more furious he became, and finally he roared violently.

"We have no way out, you know?!"

"Fuck! We don't even have enough water to go back. This is the only option!!"

The player holding the wooden barrel shook his head repeatedly.

"No, I'm not saying I won't do it anymore. I just feel like it's a bit risky to do it so directly. You calm down first. Why don't you do it?"

Before he could finish his words, the fat black player in front had already forcibly tipped over the barrel filled with blood.

A splash of blood instantly fell on the gravel, causing a small pit to appear in the sand, faintly revealing the black skull underneath.

Gu Gu Gu~

Blood bubbles popped up one after another, and the dry black gauze instantly swallowed up the blood, forming dry and hard blood clots around it.

The strange aura escaping from the ground became more and more sinister at this moment.

The fat black player shook the barrel vigorously, and after shaking off the last few drops of blood, he threw the barrel aside.

He looked at the poor player with an indifferent expression.

"We've already come this far, why are we still bothering?"

The Ma Gan players stared blankly at the black sand dunes and the black skull with the Tianling Cap exposed.

At this moment, I felt inexplicably panicked. Even my breathing felt suppressed. Big drops of sweat fell down from my forehead.

"It seems like we got into trouble."

The fat black player raised his eyebrows and sneered.

"Fuck, isn't this the way to open this treasure? What kind of trouble can you get into in such a huge desert? You can't even see a ghost around, and even if you poke a hole in the world, it won't affect it."

The words haven't finished yet.

Rumble~

Suddenly, I felt the ground beneath my feet rolling.

The gravel shook wildly.

The fat black player panicked.

"Fuck, what's going on??"

At this moment, the fat player felt that the danger was almost swallowing his soul. His body trembled, and he suddenly picked up the fat player next to him and ran away.

"Come on, you guys from Male Gobi, those npcs are tricking us, this is a bullshit treasure, this is a trap!!"

Wow~

At the top of the giant hill, the black gravel began to sink crazily.

At the same time, a terrifying pressure was like a mountain thousands of feet high collapsing down, and the whole world became dim.

It's like the devil from the abyss came to the world.

The two of them ran out desperately, feeling the pressure coming from behind, and subconsciously turned back.

The pupils reflected a picture that made their liver and gallbladder burst.

On top of the towering black sand dunes, a black skull with a diameter of 100 meters emerged from above.

What made them even more horrified was that the black skull shook its head, like a human being waking up after a nap.

This scene left both of them in a state of despair.

Subconsciously, they opened the properties panel, but it was full of question marks. They were not even qualified to know their names.

"What the fuck is this piece of shit??!"

The fat black player was so frightened that his legs trembled. If it hadn't been for the weak player pulling him, he would have collapsed to the ground.

Fortunately, the huge black skull had just woken up and seemed to have no interest in them, giving them enough time to escape.

After running at an unprecedented speed for more than ten minutes, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Just when I was about to stop and take a breath, suddenly, the yellow sand on the ground surged.

Then they felt their surroundings recede.

Turning their heads to look, they found that the yellow sand under their feet had started flying at some point, and they quickly flew towards the terrifying black skull.

The two players looked at each other, and the joy that they had just escaped from death fell directly into the abyss, and waves of despair came over them.

Your mother, you have run so far and you can still be caught? !

Within a few breaths, the retreating scenery suddenly stopped.

Both of their hearts were beating out of their throats at this moment.

He slowly turned around with his numb and stiff body.

Then, they saw a scene they would never forget.

A huge black skeleton covered the sky, as tall as a mountain. They looked like ants standing under a giant elephant.

What shocked them even more was that after the skeleton stood up, a brilliant city appeared below it.

The towering rock walls, the sturdy and ferocious arrow towers, and the spacious streets are not even smaller than Solan City.

But the only disharmonious thing is that the city is completely silent, with no human beings at all.

The two glanced at each other for a moment, then suddenly froze when their hearts were uncertain.

In the central square of the city, a figure surrounded by sandstorms, with a jackal's head, sitting on a throne of yellow sand, holding a black scepter, stared at them indifferently.

Are there any living people?

The moment the idea came up, the two of them felt that their souls were frozen at this moment. The other party did not show any breath, but they were like mice standing in front of a giant dragon.

Humble and small.

In the dead silence, an indifferent voice echoed throughout the world.

"I am the lord of the sand dunes, the former master of the Desert of Death. Human beings, where did you come from? Who is the master of the desert now?"

The voice was a bit hoarse. It was not a common language, but a high-level language with a weird accent.

The two of them felt that their hearts were being grasped by a big hand, and they began to be unable to breathe.

The premonition came true, and the Ma Gan players were almost crying at this moment.

Sure enough, his intuition was right. Damn it, it’s all this idiot Pheasant’s fault. Damn, why did you pour blood when you have nothing to do?

He resisted the urge to beat up his companion and said tremblingly.

"Great Lord, we came from Solan City. Now, the Desert of Death has no master."

There was another long period of silence, and they didn't know how long it took. When their hearts were beating so fast that they almost burst, the mysterious Lord of the Dunes spoke again.

"I have been sleeping for so long? There is no ruler in the Desert of Death."

The special accent brings a sense of antiquity and vicissitudes of life.

After the words fell, the Lord of the Dune stood up slowly on the yellow sand throne.

This time, his tone was incomparably domineering.

"I have returned, and the desert will be ruled by me again."