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

Now, the desert orc leader could have all of this!!!

In the desert, the strongest can have everything.

And he is the lord of this sandstorm!

The desert orc's warblade pointed at the magic puppet.

The orcish roared.

"That's the loot of the Sharp Tooth tribe! Kill!!"

"Awooo!"

Accompanied by the howls of the wargs, hundreds of warg cavalry swarmed over.

Their ferocious gazes and hunting posture looked exceedingly horrifying.

Even veterans would tremble at the sight of this.

A dark gargoyle suddenly came before Richard and knelt as if wanting to help him get up...

Richard did not move. He looked at his attribute panel.

[Yellow Sand Control (Beyond A-rank) -- Can freely control the yellow sand within a 200-meter radius. Magic consumption is related to the amount of sand. Minimum ten magic energy points per second.]

"Yellow Sand Control"

He lowered his head slightly and looked at the sand that covered the instep of his foot.

The power hidden in his body boiled like magma.

A yellow sand-like light rose from his body.

'Whoosh! Whoosh!'

The sand on the ground seemed to be blown up by a storm.

It began to revolve around him.

In the blink of an eye, the sand had covered his figure.

The surrounding ten meters were covered as if there was a sandstorm tornado...

Then, a scene that made the desert orc leader widen his eyes to the extreme appeared on the field.

The human who commanded the mummy troop shortly floated in the air amidst the hurricane created by countless grains of sand.

Yellow sand danced in the sky, and the sunlight dimmed.

The moment the other party appeared, the entire desert cheered for him...

As if he was the master of the desert, ruler of the yellow sand, and controller of this land.

The desert orc leader suddenly woke up, and an unconcealable fear emerged in his heart.

"A desert mage!

"That human lord is a damn desert mage!!!

"Kill him!!!"

A hysterical roar came from his throat!!

Several squadrons of warg cavalry increased their speed by three times.

When one looked down from the sky, the scene of hundreds of wolves swarming up together was visually striking.

A pack of wolves hunted a lion.

In the sandstorm, Richard slightly narrowed his eyes.

The power in his bloodline gushed out unscrupulously.

At this moment, he could feel that with him as the center, within a radius of 200 meters, the entire yellow sand land was under his control.

Every grain of sand was an extension of his perception, a part of his body.

At this moment, he was the lord of this place...

He stopped in the air after he flew 30 meters high under the encirclement of the sandstorm. He lowered his head slightly.

In his line of sight, hundreds of wargs had already rushed to the front of the Twilight City troops. Most blatant brutality and bloodlust filled their ferocious faces.

The battle... was about to erupt!

Richard raised his head slightly and looked at the desert orc leader riding the white wolf two hundred meters away.

In the next second, the corner of his mouth curled up. He revealed an extremely arrogant grimace.

He extended his right hand, and endless yellow light burned like a flame at this moment.

His five fingers clenched into fists.

'Sizzle!'

The yellow light suddenly spread out at this moment.

In an instant.

Countless sand grains surged like raging waves on the yellow sand land.

It was a tsunami that occurred in the desert.

With Richard as the center, the surrounding yellow sand surged dozens of meters into the air. It was in the shape of a ring that surged violently in all directions and set off a vast wave of sand.

This scene was like a natural disaster.

A broad wave of sand dozens of meters high rose at the edge of the 200-meter radius.

It surged forward and backward...

Sand waves covered the sky in the middle of the ripples. Hundreds of warg cavalry looked at the vast shadow and appeared in front of them. An unconcealable fear swallowed their hearts.

At this moment, they seemed to have become sampans in a level 18 storm.

'Whoosh! Whoosh!'

The terror-stricken sand wave was enough to smash mountains and destroy city walls.

The wargs ran madly, even wanting to jump out of the sand wave.

But all of this seemed so pale, powerless, and laughable in front of this natural disaster.

After a few breaths, two dozens of meters high waves of sand fiercely, with an indomitable momentum, fiercely attacked together.

'Bang!'

An indescribable dull sound of collision rang out.

The sand waves destroyed everything with their mighty and invincible power. The sky and earth eclipsed at this moment.

The earth overturned during the turbulence. The sand and dust rose hundreds of meters high and blocked all light.

Twilight City troops could be seen as the core when the dust gradually receded.

A more than 40 meters high ring-shaped giant dune has formed around the core.

The hundreds of rare and uncommon mounted warg cavalry were all buried within it.

A blurry figure surrounded by yellow sand was left alone in the sky.

The scene fell into a deathly silence.