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

565 Chapter 395: Devouring Authority, Final Harvest [1/2]

Desert of death, collapsed ruins.

After Richard called out the name of the kobold god in a militant tone, he immediately controlled the ancient god statue to loosen the seal on the kobold god’s clone.

The kobold god’s soul had already felt a massive threat from the rotten authority. It immediately mobilized all its power to struggle when it sensed it had a chance to regain its freedom.

At the same time.

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That pure divine power inevitably dissipated.

Richard naturally allowed the divine power to flow beyond the light of the ancient god statue…

The King of Decay didn’t believe him at first. It wasn’t strong enough to scheme against the abyss, although the dungeon god system wasn’t weak.

But when it revealed the power of the kobold god… All the doubts in his heart instantly disappeared.

Everything could be fake, but one could not fake the divine power emitted by the other party! The power of the soul that had dissipated and the power of rules that he had grasped could not be fake!

It was that damned kobold god who used the relic of the ancient god statue to devour its authority!

“Bastard! Bastard!”

At this moment, hatred for the prison god system filled his being!

At this moment, he wished he could cut the kobold god into pieces!

It would still be challenging to wash away the humiliation he felt at this moment, even if he stripped the other party’s soul and burned the abyss of fire for 10 million years.

Who was he?

Great King of Decay!

It was the master of the 333rd level of the bottomless abyss. It was the ruler who had lived for millions of years.

Now, it coveted the authority of a god. It was not even at the top of the god system.

Moreover, the other party dared to make a move before him…

That was no longer provoking it, but using his foot to step on its face and rub it against the ground. The other party humiliated him in an unprecedented manner.

Was he bullying him because he couldn’t leave the abyss?

“God of kobolds! How dare you!”

“I can’t do anything to your chess pieces in the central plane, but I can’t deal with a lowly worm like you!”

The dark blasphemous words caused space to collapse.

At the same time, the surrounding rotten corpses began to climb up one by one.

Fallen Angel, titan, great demon… At a glance, these soldiers with rotten bodies made one’s hair stand on end.

Zombies almost covered the ground.

No one could imagine what kind of terrifying troops these corpses would form if one resurrected them all.

Their master was furious.

Richard loosened the seal for a moment before he tightened it again. He stopped the power from flowing out.

He looked at the enraged King of Decay with a playful gaze.

This time, he could make that old dog suffer a colossal loss.

The most ingenious point of this sudden idea was that the kobold god’s soul aura and one could not fake divine power.

They would be sure this was the kobold god even if someone came.

No one would suspect that an ordinary human like him had imprisoned the other party’s soul, right?

No one would believe such a thing.

The smile in his eyes grew wider.

Yellow mud occupied the crotch. Some things were vague…

With the abyssal creatures’ temper, they could not sleep if they did not retaliate.

As for whether the god of kobolds created all of this… The lives in the bottomless abyss would not care.

If they think that you are, you are. It doesn’t matter if you are real or not.

There had to be a place to vent his anger.

Even if it wasn’t, so what?

The bottomless abyss was synonymous with chaos, darkness, and evil. Since when did it need to be reasonable and realistic?

Unless the kobold god appeared before him and explained everything…

However, the central plane wasn’t where gods could come as they pleased.

Although the trick of killing someone with a borrowed knife was sparingly old, it was fine as long as it was beneficial.

Ultimately, even if the King of Decay didn’t find trouble with the kobold god, he wouldn’t lose anything.

After finding the true mastermind, the King of Decay calmed down and was no longer as furious as before.

The pair of pale eyes without eyeballs stared at Richard indifferently.

It watched as it devoured the rotten authority bit by bit.

It didn’t do anything extra.

It knew that the restrictions on its power in the central plane were too great.

It could not stop the other party even if he attacked again.

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Since that was the case, he might as well see what the other party would do after it obtained that wisp of rotten authority.

Did that lowly kobold god have the guts to appear?

Rotten authority was the same as the divine title of a god. It was the same as the rules.

In the “Shining Era”, gods controlled the power of these rules. In other words, those who do could become gods.

Light, darkness, fire, water, dawn, dusk, decay, vitality… Wait, wait, wait.

Most of the time, the hands of a single person scattered the power of these rules and could not concentrate on this. That also led to the overlapping of the power of many gods.

Just like the shares of a company, the more one controls it, the more power one enjoys it.

At this moment, the King of Decay controlled more than 95% of the rotten authority. To lose that 1% would naturally affect him, but that was all.

However, this 1% was already an intense power for most lifeforms.

After all, this was the ruling force of the “Shining Era”.

Richard saw that the King of Decay was not making any more trouble, and while he remained vigilant, he continued to let the ancient god statue speed up its devouring.

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The rotten authority gradually stripped from the rotten tree. The mist that enveloped the surroundings also shrank to the vicinity of the tree trunk. I finally dissipated.