Lord Of The World: I Become The Lord Of The Desert From The Start



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.

An incomparably familiar aura appeared.

"My Lord!!!"

The entire city was in an uproar.

Their ruler had returned!

The body condensed from yellow sand above the altar gradually solidified amidst the cheers. That finally took shape.

The sand turned into flesh and blood. A figure wore a king's crown with black and red stripes. And a king's cape with dark patterns appeared.

He had a slender figure. His pitch-black eyes were as deep as the stars. His temperament was striking and outstanding, and he dazzled with his every move. It was like the world watched over him.

Richard could hear his heartbeat. He took a deep breath that intoxicated his eyes.

He was alive again.

The hero's altar he obtained back then was a well-deserved divine artifact.

It gave him the confidence to take risks as he pleased. The foundation he had accumulated before was once again put to use.

It was comfortable.

His eyes refocused, and he leaned over to glance. Karu, Gunter, Gray, and Adele, several core executives of Twilight City, were present.

"Lord!"

"Lord Richard…"

A few of them were highly excited, and they all looked at him with burning gazes.

He was the only king of Twilight City, their leader. No one could imagine the consequences if something happened to him! Perhaps the entire city would fall apart.

Their loyalty belongs to Richard, whether the citizens, the troops, or the heroes.

That was the most fundamental core thought in everyone's heart when they built Twilight City from scratch.

No one would waver.

Richard sensed their emotions, and he relaxed.

Smiles engulfed his eyes.

"Long time no see."

As he spoke, he seemed to have thought of something and asked.

"Have Emily, Alves, and Treebeard resurrected?"

The gray-haired Karu responded in a low voice.I think you should take a look at

"My lord, reviving you was our top priority."

His tone was firm and forceful. The words were rigorous and meaningful. He had to rank them to his level no matter how important these people were.

He added.

"However, Treebeard has already revived in the body of the dark treant outside the city…They sent poisonous and slaughter wasps to hunt and devour corpses to recover their strength."

Richard's eyes lit up.

Treebeard obtained the talent of sowing seeds following its promotion. It also had a powerful characteristic–after death, it could give rise to the dark treants, other than summoning them. That took worked out already.

Richard landed on the ground without any further ado and waved his hand to disperse the yellow sand around him.

He looked at the towering hero's altar and opened its attribute panel.

Two options appeared.

[Alves (Hero unit, Beyond A-rank potential, level 15)]

[Revival Requirement: 100,000 units of rare resources]

[Emily (Boss unit, A-rank potential, level 14)] 

[Revival Requirement: 100,000 units of rare resources.]

Richard lost his thoughts.

Alves's revival requirement consumed 10,000 units of rare resources when it was level 12 or 13.

It had increased to 100,000 units after two or three levels of upgrade.

Emily was only level 14. She needed resources like Alves's to revive.

The boss template was much more valuable than the hero template.

Richard unhesitatingly used 200,000 rare resources to revive the two top-tier battle powers.

The hero's altar suddenly surged with violent power when Richard reduced the vast resources on the attribute panel.

Alves, the undead dragon, burned with crimson energy. A power resurrected it for the second time.

'Roar!'

The majestic Dragon Might gushed out wantonly. It enveloped the entire Twilight City.ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by NoᴠelFɪre.net

Richard glared at the dragon hero and quickly retracted his power before it felt the thrill of resurrection.

"Lord…"

Awe and delight engulfed the dull voice.

This time, they had accomplished an epic feature. It charged at the ruler of the bottomless abyss, the spider goddess Lolita.

Its Dragon Breath did not touch the other party's body.

However, to attack the spider goddess was already a glorious achievement worthy of demonstration.

That was a powerful existence that could make the bottomless abyss tremble?!

How many of them dared to make a move before her? How many survived after the attack?

Richard ignored the excited dragon hero.

He continued to look at the hero's altar. The majestic energy still gathered.

Emily returned to life in a blink of an eye with her long-handled giant battle axe.

The centaur saw Richard the moment she opened her eyes and smiled sweetly.

"Father!"