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

[Control of the Desert]

[Special]

[You control everything in the desert and can mobilize all the power of the desert.]

[Ding~ Your Talent: The system upgraded the Control of the Desert to legendary. You had enormously improved all skills and attributes.]

The system notification rang out, and Richard felt a tremendous power burst out from his soul before he could check it the second time. It fused with every inch of his flesh.

That sublimated his soul.

He returned to his senses. More than half an hour has passed. He turned around and immediately felt that everything in front of him had changed.

It was as if the world had opened its long dress in front of him, and that revealed the mystery before his eyes.

He could sense the flow of magic power like water, the ingenious operation of the world's laws, and the passage of time in the surrounding space.

And this was only the appetizer! He sighed a few deep breaths and slowly turned his head toward the desert of death. His eyes flickered with an uncertain light.

He could feel that the desert called out and told him! A submission was to welcome his master!

A god hid endless power there. One could control that power as long as one stepped into the desert!

This authority. Is it a true power?

Richard narrowed his eyes and remained motionless for a long time.

The followers of the Desert Sect in Solan City felt a wave of energy as hot as the sun in their minds.

The god they believed in had just completed some kind of transformation.

It became more vigorous, hotter, and more powerful.

The exuberant vitality shone on them at all times.

So eye-catching, so dazzling!

It was at this moment that the shallow believers almost couldn't control themselves. A moment later, the number of devout believers of the Desert Sect nearly doubled.

Richard's control over it reached a new level when his desert authority reached 60%.

He did not let the news of this advancement spread.

Asmodeus stared at the desert church but did not notice the fluctuations.

Richard was a bit happy when he received the gift from the world will. It was only now that the storm that affected the fate of countless people had officially begun.

The system notification also determined the cruelty of this war. All the players couldn't start a New Era. The gods will wipe them!

There was no way out of this expansion pack. It was the start of a New Era.

Everyone would die if the gods won!

One exposed this news, and soon, players will know about it.

The already restless players immediately went crazy.

The situation forced them to a dead end!

The system exposed the 100,000 favored to everyone because of the existence of the live stream under the attention of countless people.

That surprised the players with complicated feelings not long after. They found the auras of these favors had changed.

Many people even used this opportunity to break through to transcendence.

The authority was under their control!

The crucial battle of this expansion pack was about to begin!

That ignited the restlessness of the Mortal Plane after they realized this.

Countless native forces began to take action. They only had one goal: Find the players who had obtained the authority!

The players only had one goal. Help the blessed survive in ten days!

Everyone tied their interests. It was the second day after the new chapter. That released the darkness before dawn.

The situation had changed drastically. Wars broke out in every corner of the Mortal Plane in just one day!

The natives fought for the players' authority. And others targeted those who obtained it. The continuous nesting of dolls caused a chain reaction. Under the butterfly effect, the situation gradually developed in an uncontrollable direction.

The players blessed with authority were already the top existences. But compared to the Natives who had existed for countless years, they were far from enough.

Soon, one attacked the first player he discovered like never before.

The greed-filled natives led their troops to the border. Others would kill or capture many guild leaders and top-notch players above transcendent. They broke through territories!

More than one-third of the players died in just one day.

A large area of the 100,000 live stream room went dark.

The players could feel the pressure of being blessed by the World Will.

Their greatest enemies were not the gods but the greedy natives.

Millions of times more people dreamed of becoming gods than gods!

The atmosphere suddenly became tense. Many people began to come up with ideas. Some people offered their strength to help those forces defend.

On January 7th, many players' control over authority reached 20%, and their strength increased enormously. However, the number of live streaming rooms decreased to just over 10,000.

The death rate of the favored had reached a terrifying 90% in just two days.

The audience couldn't help but feel their hair stand on end.

Especially when they saw attacks of the natives defeat the leaders of many large guilds and extraordinary figures. The anxiety and fear became even mightier.

Their fate was also on the gambling table this time!

No one wanted to see the gods win this war. One would die.

January 8th was the third day of the expansion pack. The number of players who died was the lowest, only 3,000.

This trend continued 9th and 10th, but even so, the system reduced the remaining 7,000 people to just over 1,000. At this moment, there were only six days left before the 10-day deadline.

The death rate favored was as high as 99%.

The players on the forum felt one splashed cold water on them.

Unspeakable pessimism filled all the posts.

The most widely circulated theory was? The so-called chosen ones could be cannon fodders.

They just stepped stones for the gods!

How could the players stop the natives desperate for authority? Not to mention, there were gods eyeing them from behind!

What rights did they have?

However, in this endless pessimistic mood, only one shining star prevented billions of players from completely falling into despair.

Qingqiu.

This flag did not fall!

Four days had passed, and the Infernal Realm's troop had yet to break into Qingqiu's territory under the watchful eyes of billions of people.

Qingqiu lost more than a hundred legions each day while he fought against the demons. That is according to the statistics of some guilds!

That was undoubtedly an exaggerated loss.

However, the city above the corpses and blood still stood tall!

The city became the most dazzling flag in the hearts of the players.

This time, the players hoped they could win like never before!