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

"Humans heavily stressed publicity on vampires because they fed on blood and had a good reputation in the "Shining Era".

"In addition, these dark life forms had highly soul-crushing battle abilities. It added some glorious-level qualities to them.

"However, it was relatively difficult to encounter vampires due to their small number.

"The title of a Grand Duke among vampires was not an ordinary title, but a real strength.

"Only transcendent blood race men were qualified to be called Grand Dukes!"

Richard stared at the three players. It was like he tried to figure out something from their faces.

He said word by word.

"Is this information true?"

The player replied immediately.

"Boss Qingqiu, it's true. We dare not lie to you! The blood coffin is in the orc chieftain's residence."

It piqued Richard's zealousness.

"Lead the way. I won't make things difficult for you if that is true."

The players heaved a sigh of relief after they got the promise.

They were glad that this big shot was not a bloodthirsty person...

Richard didn't realize that he'd become a man of absolute power. He could send shivers down anyone's spine.

Power was a man's best coat. This saying had always been true.

The coat he wore was already dazzling as the ruler of Twilight City.

In the future, it would even be as bright as the stars.

They crossed several ruined streets under the lead of the three players.

Richard found the blood coffin in a half-collapsed building.

The item was just like its name.

The coffin was three meters long and seventy to eighty centimeters wide.

Its entire body was blood-red, and the light on it seemed to flow like human blood.

It gave people a strong visual impact.

Richard opened the attribute panel with some profound thought.

[Blood Coffin]

[Level: Special]

[Attribute: A special treasure of the blood race. It can improve the quality of the blood when used to store fresh blood. The blood race can slowly increase strength when sleeping inside.]

[Description: Do not open it, or you will encounter an unprecedented disaster.]

This attribute... No wonder it was said that there might be a vampire Grand Duke that sleeps inside.

The description and characteristics all hint at the existence of the blood race.

Richard closed the panel and touched the blood coffin. He felt the cold touch, and his expression was strange.

He had never thought he could obtain the blood race's treasure after he attacked the Orc City.

That was weird.

The light on his body surged and slowly seeped into the blood-colored coffin.

But something blocked the power in the next second.

It couldn't penetrate the coffin.

Richard's brow furrowed.

He carefully examined the blood coffin after a few fruitless attempts.

In the end, he found the blood coffin had no cracks. It was a whole body, and he couldn't open it.

He turned around and looked at the players.

"Did you find anything unusual when you got the blood coffin?"

"No, after the orcs attacked the vampire's castle, it was like this when they carried the blood coffin out of their forbidden land."

"Then how can you be sure that the Grand Duke of the blood race is sleeping inside?"

"It was the vampire who told us. When we were on a mission in the vampire's castle, we accidentally heard that the other party's Grand Duke sleeps in the blood coffin.

"Later, I found that my intimacy with those guys couldn't go up. I had to be a vampire if I wanted to continue to develop.

"But we don't want to be that thing, so we told the orcs about this..."

Richard's mouth twitched.

It was indeed a player's style.

"What did the orc chieftain get from there?"

"No, he didn't get anything. He kept trying to open the blood coffin but failed in the end."

"Before this, the orc chieftain also gave us a B-rank mission to find a way to open the blood coffin."

Richard couldn't help but ponder.

'This blood coffin was a good thing.

But he was sparingly hesitant about the possibility that the vampire Grand Duke hid inside.

'If a transcendent Grand Duke of the blood race was in a deep sleep, wouldn't that be equivalent to carrying a time bomb?

'But what if it weren't, there must be something good hidden inside.

'This thing was a reward for the capture of Orc City. He would lose a lot of money if he gave it up…'

Richard pondered. Then he slapped his head as if he had just remembered something. He almost forgot about the Black Gold System ...

He opened the Black Gold System.

The information on the blood coffin immediately changed.

[Blood Coffin]

[The blood race Grand Duke is sleeping within it. Nothing can awaken it for the time being.]

[1. You can collect--holy water, the water of life, and light gems. Kill the opponent.]

[2. It can be placed in fresh blood, allowing it to drink to its heart's content and recover its strength.]

'It was honestly true!

'There was a Grand Duke vampire sleeping!'

Richard was surprised.

This trip was not in vain...

Richard was very interested in the two tips in those two days after he read the notifications twice.

One was how to kill the other, and the other was to restore the other's strength.

He had to choose one.

"It's a pity. It would be awesome if only there is a way to subdue the other party..."

Richard was a bit disappointed.

He heaved a sigh of relief after he closed the attribute.

It would be easy to handle as long as the Grand Duke did not wake up for the time being.

He could bring it back and store it first. It had become meat on the anvil anyway, and there would be ways to deal with it in the future.

The best way was to get a few more treasures similar to the dark contract and make the vampire Grand Duke know and sing 'conquer'.

Richard's mood brightened at the thought.

After telling his subordinates to take good care of the blood coffin.

He looked at the three nervous players.

"Where is the orc's treasure vault? Do they still have anything valuable?"

"Boss Qingqiu, I know! I'll take you to..."

"Alright, you guys take my troop to..."

Then he looked at Xina and the dark valkyrie.

"You guys continue to guard this place and search for the spoils of war."

"Don't linger in battle if you encounter an undefeatable existence, retreat immediately."

Then, he looked at the players.

"You can leave when I come back."

Although the players wanted to leave right away, they didn't dare to say anything and immediately laughed in agreement.

Richard didn't pay much attention to them. He left most of his troops behind and left the Orc City with six squads of stone statues of the dead and thirty skeleton blood dragons.

The target was the white-tailed cat race.

His three goals were to attack the orc city to fulfill his promise to [Steamed Bun Lover], kill the wyverns to expand the number of skeleton blood dragons, and plunder the white-tailed cat race to develop his wine-making business. He only had one of the three left.

The white-tailed cat race was about 30 kilometers away from the Orc City.

The journey might take a few hours on foot. But it was impossible to get there with the speed of flight.

They arrived in about ten minutes at the location marked on the map by the white-tailed cats–a spring water suitable for making wine.

But Richard noticed something wrong as soon as he arrived.

There was no one in the small village below.

The white-tailed cat race was already empty...

His eyes suddenly turned sharp.

"What was going on?"

'I attacked the Orc City decisively, and the other side still heard about it?'

It supremely displeased him. It would reduce his harvest by more than half if they truly escaped.

'When would the wine-making industry in Twilight City begin?'

He immediately flipped over after he let Alves land and went to investigate personally.

Richard's sharp senses told him... The food was still warm after he searched through the rooms.

It immediately cheered him up.

The white-tailed cat race had left not long ago.

"Spread out immediately to search. We can't let the white-tailed cat race leave."

He had to find them quickly. He still had to go back and collect the spoils of war from the orcs. He had no time to waste.

And the fat meat in their mouths, could they fly away?