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

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While Richard was deep in thought, the rotten cavalry in front of him had all gotten up.

The enormous size of the blood-colored bandage-wrapped white warg still stood out. The desert orc leader seated behind it looked even more ferocious.

Richard kept the matter of recruiting heroes in his heart. He retracted his thoughts after he made up his mind. He would surely try it in the future.

He looked at the first hero recruited from the orc corpse in front of him.

He opened his stats panel.

[Baal Sharpclaw]

[Hero Unit]

[Level: 5]

[Potential: D]

[Skills: Rotten Body (D-rank) -- Immune to poison, plague, curse, and strength increased by 50%. After being injured, it can devour the body of a non-undead creature to recover its injuries.]

[Siamese Symbiosis (Special-rank) -- It has become one unit with the mount and can not be separated.]

[Crazy Bite (D-rank) -- When biting an enemy, 200% of strength can be released, causing armor-piercing damage.]

[Corrosive Saliva (D-rank) -- Carries poison and viruses. Corrodes thick armor and infects the enemy, causing illness-like death.]

[Extreme Charge (D-rank) -- When attacking, can instantly increase 300% charging speed within 30 seconds.]

[Hero Talent: When commanding cavalry units, increases all cavalry's running speed by 20%.]

[Race Talent: As long as a mount or knight can survive one of them, they can recover from their injuries.]

[Fetter-Mummy: When the number of mummies exceeds 50, strength increases by 30%, and speed increases by 30% (activated).]

[Description: A mummy hero born from a corpse.]

'A D-rank hero?'

The potential recruited was one level lower than the desert orc leader.

But what matters most is it was for free and could be mass-produced in the future... Thinking of this, Richard felt deeply overjoyed.

Gunter's skill, divine skill...

Richard didn't expect a sudden idea would have such an effect.

He was delighted.

Baal Sharpclaw, the newly born hero, saluted Gunter. It drove the warg tightly wrapped in colored-blood bandage to come before Richard. It placed its hand on its chest and bowed.

"Great Lord, Baal Sharpclaw is sending you the highest regards."

Although Gunter recruited this soldier, the ownership still belonged to Richard.

Gunter could not command without his orders.

Richard looked at the rotten cavalry and nodded.

The potential of these soldiers under the nourishment of magic energy and hundreds of wolf cavalry had reached a Rare 1-star. A total of 29!

This time, it was a genuine bloodbath gain.

Richard had risked his life to obtain the glorious level of soldiers.

It was completely different from the experience of these soldiers who were paid for nothing.

He transferred the command of the rotten cavalry to Baal.

"You will be in charge of this cavalry in the future."

"Great Lord, thank you for your trust... I will use my soul to defend your will!"

Richard waved his hand and let the newly born hero go down to organize the troop.

After he had sorted out the situation, Richard stared at the ring-shaped, spectacle-like dune.

This ruin still contained an astonishing amount of wealth, and he would come back again.

Dozens of meters high dune collapsed with a wave of his hand. It sent dust flying into the sky.

The nine bronze doors were still starkly buried.

Outsiders wouldn't find them without a detailed map.

He had already marked it on the system map. There would be no embarrassing things about not finding it out.

"Return to the territory..."

Sooner or later, he would open all nine bronze doors.

He turned around and left with his troop without nostalgia.

Richard had already gained enough this time. Next, he had to return to the territory to digest and convert all of his gains into the strength of Twilight City.

Moreover, the territory troops had refreshed a few days ago. When Richard returned and released those troops, his strength would reinforce again.

More importantly, the large-scale dungeon was about to begin at the end of the month.

Richard could not have time to waste. He had to prepare for the expedition dungeon.

He looked forward to clashing with those lord-class players.

He wondered what their expressions would be when they saw the Glorious 2-stars heavy sword warrior.

Only one person had a different mood among the troop.

Xina looked at the figure seated on the shoulder of the heavy sword warrior. Her thoughts were complicated.

The lord that needed the troop protection a few days ago had now grown to a powerful existence that could destroy hundreds of wolf cavalry soldiers with a wave of his hand.

She even had a strong feeling that if she were to fight the other party, she would surely die.

That calamity-like power made her feel suffocated.

But then, an intense excitement rose in her heart.

Perhaps, this young man's miracle growth speed could break the seal in her body...

The disappointment in her heart she had found nothing in the ruins had swept away. And her eyes regained determination.

She would never back down before breaking the seal that had troubled the Krina tribe for hundreds of thousands of years.

May 25, at noon.

The Twilight City residents were busy and suddenly looked at the entrance in surprise.

"The lord is back!"

A cry of surprise made the entire territory boil.

This oasis expedition was the longest time Richard had ever left the territory.

He was the soul of Twilight City. The entire territory seemed to be missing something when he was out.

At this moment, the ruler of this land had finally returned.

"Good day, my Lord..."

"My Lord..."

"Welcome back..."