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

[Author's note: I just went to bed this afternoon and woke up feeling dizzy. I only have one chapter left today. Including today's chapter, I owe you 10 chapters in total. I'll pay you back tomorrow.]

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Richard didn't know what had happened to the god's ancient tree.

Not long after the system notification sounded, the sky arena suddenly blurred before his eyes. Then, a vast plain appeared before him.

He only took a few stares when the system notification sounded again.

[Ding~ The Demon King Challenge has begun. You have automatically become the Demon King. The nightmare difficulty challenge has started. Please wait for the challenger to arrive.]

[Please block the challenger's attack and kill all the lords. If you die, you will lose the challenge.]

[The system has resurrected all the soldiers that died in the previous challenge.]

What surprised him was that he didn't hear about the live broadcasting of points this time.

He was first in the last round, but this round, how couldn't he even make it into the Livestream audience list?

A strange smile appeared on Richard's face after he pondered for a while. Could it be those guys saw that he obtained one million points and deliberately went to other live broadcasting rooms to see it?

With a player's personality, this was the only explanation he couldn't squeeze his tail in.

He shook his head and didn't mind about it. This thing wasn't something he could control. It would be an unexpected gain, but it wouldn't be a loss if he didn't.

He looked at the troops beside him. And the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Level 14 Renee, level 13 Xina, level 12 Alves, level 10 Gunter, level 10 skeletal blood dragons, and the undead soldiers of the Axe of the Dead and dark gargoyles that had an average of level 9.

The composition of the troops was simple and crude, but whoever came would tremble.

"Nightmare mode, 30 players working together..." He turned his head and looked around. He quietly waited for the enemy to arrive.

Not only that, but the system had also opened the nightmare difficulty Demon King Challenge for nine other players.

However, there was no excitement on the players' faces. All had bitter expressions.

They knew what they were doing.

They might still be confident if he were up against two or three players. However, against 30 players with an entire troop... Just a thought about it made one feel suffocated.

Three hundred troops were against 9,000 enemy troops, and none were weak.

To win was simply a fantasy.

However, the system's arrangement left them helpless. They could only wait for the failure before it could change to a lower difficulty mode.

The players who did not become demon kings excitedly chose their challengers.

Richard naturally became the hottest topic of discussion.

The number of players in line was twice the number of great demon kings combined.

The live broadcasting room was also lively at this time.

[Why haven't you started? I want to see you abuse Qingqiu!]

[By the way, why do I feel that even 30 people aren't enough?]

[In the Demon King Challenge, I feel that other than the demon king Qingqiu, the others are just there to fill in the numbers…]

[Why do I have a bad feeling? Why do I feel that Qingqiu might not lose this time…]

[With 30 people surrounding Qingqiu, can he still win? If you have the ability, I'll f*ck the fan live!]

Malevolent regards continued…

At first, most of the players looked forward to Richard's death. But the more they discussed, the more uncertain they became.

There were many times when they thought Qingqiu would be doomed. But every time, he emerged with absolute dominance.

The repeated face-smacking gave some players a strange feeling about Richard. They hoped he would fail. But they didn't think he would lose.

It was a dilemma.

But most of them still thought Richard would fail.

Thirty people. A total of 9,000 troops. They couldn't possibly be invincible, no matter how strong they were, right?

Amidst countless people's anticipation and heated discussions.

The Demon King Challenge had finally started.

[Ding~ The first round of the Great Demon King Challenge has begun. There are a total of 315 great demon kings in this round.]

[It will teleport the lord who made his choice to the arena in three minutes.]

[There is absolute freedom in the arena. All lords can move freely.]

Easy mode: five, normal mode: ten, difficult mode: 20, demon mode: 30.

It did not seem like much, but when one thought about how each player could carry three heroes and three squadrons of troops, one could tell how much more difficult it was with each level up.

Everyone looked forward to it.

Three minutes passed.

The scene before the players who made their choices changed appeared in all kinds of arenas.

On the wide grass.

Several troops suddenly appeared.

They were so dense that one couldn't even see the end of them.

Because there were all kinds of camps, the moment they appeared, the troops below almost started to fight.

Under the players' comfort, the atmosphere finally calmed down.

Then, the elf player flew into the sky on its horned eagle.

"Let me introduce myself. My ID is Black Dragon Knight. I'm ranked 10th. I'm the vice guild leader with 500 players.

"I've commanded more than 20 large-scale wars with more than 10,000 people.

"If you can trust me, I will be in charge of this battle.

"Anyway, the system resurrects the dead troops and everyone's troops. So there is no need to worry about my command level being too low."

"And as long as we defeat Qingqiu, everyone will receive a reward, so there is no such thing as stealing equipment or credit.

"We're all comrades on the same boat now. Only with an absolute trust could we exert the most soul-strapping power.

"Defeat Qingqiu! It is our common goal!

"This victory will ultimately be ours.

"All players, you can gather in the central area first. We'll discuss how we should fight next."

His calm voice was quite convincing.

Some of the clueless players immediately trusted him. They gathered in the central area after they settled down their subordinates.

They saw such an organized scene.

The audience in the live broadcasting room raised their spirits.

[Not bad, you're finally getting something out of this.]

[With a pile of loose sand, Qingqiu could ultimately turn the tables. But now, I'm numb, hehe. I'm looking forward to seeing Qingqiu being surrounded and beaten!!]

[As long as the commander is not brainless, with an immense advantage, even a simple flat push can overwhelm the opponent.]

After fermentation, on the forum, 30 players led 9,000 troops to encircle and suppress Qingqiu. It has become everyone's absolute focus.

A pitifully small number challenged and watched the other great demons.

What is the meaning of veggies pecking each other? Wouldn't it be nice to join forces to attack the top players the forum recognized and pull Qingqiu from the undefeated stage?

Although most didn't watch in Richard's live broadcasting room, they were unwilling to give him points.

But the live broadcasting room of the 30 players was vivacious.

Thirty players poured in an audience of more than ten billion.

The 30 players formed a conspiracy to defeat Qingqiu during their negotiation under the gaze of tens of billions of spectators.

Their absolute quantity advantage made them feel overconfident.

The elf player did his part to become the supreme commander.

After a series of plans, 30 players immediately began to act.

Before long, the scattered soldiers merged.

Corresponding heroes grouped the heroes of the same race.

It didn't take long for the reorganized troop to head toward the center of the map with the expectation of tens of billions of viewers.

Qingqiu waited for them.

The focus of the battle.