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



Karu looked at Richard's soul-strapping gaze and trembled.

He couldn't suppress his fluctuating emotions even after he took a few deep breaths.

That was the true ruler of Twilight City!

No matter what the situation was, he brought hope.

"Yes, my Lord! I'll go get it immediately!"

He bowed again and turned to leave with excitement as soon as he finished speaking.

Footsteps sounded afterward.

Master Karu returned with seven or eight guardian mummies.

They carried a strange blood coffin, and the terrifying aura gave people a strong sense of intimidation.

The blood coffin was closed but still gave people mindblowing pressure.

It was like an evil god of the abyss slept in the coffin and would break out of its shell in the next moment.

'Bang!'

The blood coffin slowly landed on the ground. The surrounding soldiers immediately raised their vigilance and stared at it with empty eyes.

The atmosphere became very heavy.

Richard's eyes flashed.

The blood coffin had crossed the spatial passageway to help the [Steamed Bun Lover] wipe out the beastmen.

He found this blood coffin in the dwarf's treasure vault.

Inside, a transcendent vampire archduke slept.

Richard pondered and opened the Black Gold System.

[Blood Coffin]

[The vampire archduke sleeps inside, and one cannot awaken it.]

[1. You can collect holy water, life water, and light gemstones to kill the opponent.]

[2. One can place it in fresh blood to allow it to drink and recover its strength.]

[3. Drinking fresh blood could help it recover its strength.]

Richard shook his head after a moment of silence.

Twilight City comprised undead mummies, so there was no blood.

As for the ordinary residents? That wouldn't be enough.

'The archduke vampire drank blood to recover. How much power did ordinary people have?' 

He wouldn't sacrifice thousands of people.

He thought for a while. He suddenly thought of something, and his eyes lit up.

"Tower race!"

There were currently more than 50 children in this race, but these children were not human.

Each was four to five meters tall and had strong muscles all over their bodies. They were all level 15 and above.

It shouldn't be a problem for them to donate some blood.

However, just to be safe.

Richard still ordered his men to go to the underworld and bring a troop of dungeon barbarians over.

The barbarians in the dungeon were genuine lifeforms, and their blood surged with thick energy.

The herald left for the underground world after Richard gave the order.

Bloodhoof City had been on high alert because of the order from Richard.

Several troops immediately passed through the two-way portal after they received the order and headed to Twilight City through the land of quicksand.

It was already late at night when they had prepared everything.

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Dozens of Tower warriors, each about four to five meters tall, stood before the giant sandpit.

A blood coffin stood quietly in the center of the sandpit. That shocked several people.

It gave them a strong sense of discomfort.

Richard looked at it a few more times. He felt his hair stand on end.

Then, barbarians in the dungeon filled dozens of floors further.

There was no noise in the air. Instead, it was highly peaceful.

One can only hear the crowd breathing.

The cold moon hung on the side of the clouds like a millstone.

The silver-white light poured down like mercury. It covered the entire desert with a layer of silver gauze.

Yellow sand surrounded the majestic figure in the sky. The figure stood calmly. It looked down at everyone.ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ novelenglish.net . ꜰirᴇ

Richard gave the order slowly when everything was ready.

"Let's move."

He finished speaking.

The Tower race members stood before the sandpit, unhesitatingly picked up the giant daggers, and slit them against their wrists.

'Puchi!'

The blood from their wrists was like a fountain as it splattered out.

Ordinary people couldn't do this, but the divine body of the Tower race was severely mighty. The blood pressure in their bodies was not something other lifeforms could compare to.

More than a dozen Tower race members moved at the same time.

Immediately, a thick smell of blood filled the air.

That gave people a strange sense of terror under the moonlight.

Blood dripped into the sand pit, but the dried sand pit did not absorb the blood. Instead, grains were like steel and rock that channeled the blood to slide across and flow toward the blood coffin in the center.

A minute later, more than a dozen Tower warriors retreated with pale faces. They turned around and left the sandpit with some weakness. They followed the path that was left behind and left the crowd.

The Tower warriors at the back took turns to fill in the gaps.

'Puchi!'

The sharp blade slashed across their wrists, and blood splattered again.

Fifty Tower race members or more with vast bodies finished donating blood, and the wide sandpit had already covered the bottom.

The collected blood had soaked one-third of the blood coffin.

The Tower race left, and the barbarians in the dungeon behind them began to move.

The size of the prison barbarians was not as exaggerated as that of the Tower race, but one still could not underestimate their two meters average height.

'Thud!'

Blood splashed in different directions.

Blood gradually filled the sand pit on the ground.

Thousands of warriors and barbarians left the blood collection area with pale faces. Their accumulated blood submerged the blood coffin at this moment.

The blood coffin had been silent all this while and suddenly emitted an evil and brutal aura.

It was like a severely dark life awakened.

'Gu gu gu!'

Bubbles appeared in the blood pool. That added a lot of terrifying aura to the already strange scene.

The prison barbarians behind felt highly uneasy, and there was a faint commotion.

However, the commotion immediately calmed down and blood flowed when they saw that the voice in the sky didn't move.

Richard's reputation in the underworld had already reached the level of a god. He could still be an immense motivator without saying a word.