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



'Pa!'

The battle axe slammed into the wolf's butt.

The giant wolf was in pain. It shot through the spatial rift like an arrow.

'Stomp!'

The wolf stomped on the rotten swamp. Blood splashed everywhere as the rider charged toward the brain eater demons.

The wolf riders at the back also pulled their reins and left.

The brain eater demons, who had just lost their target, were in a state of rage.

They saw the wolf riders step on the bloody mud.

The brain eater demons, who had unleashed their bestial nature, did not have scruples. They held the spiked bone mace and directly dashed with the attack.

The wolf riders charged into the formation with a thunderous momentum under the leadership of the wolf rider hero.

'Puchi!'

'Kacha!'

"Ah!!"

The two sides collided fiercely in the middle of the charge.

The collision instantly flipped over the soldiers. Blood and flesh flew everywhere.

The five-meter-tall brain eater demons were helpless against the flying soldiers. And they lacked the means to deal with agile soldiers like the blood slaughterers. However, they exploded with their most soul-strapping moves when they collided with the wolf riders.

They could withstand the charge of the wolf riders. They flipped over each of the giant wolves.

The scene instantly became tragic.

Richard stayed out of the fight and relaxed as he watched the battle before him. It was like he was watching a sci-fi movie in a movie theater.

At this moment, another group appeared in the remaining open spatial rifts.

Taurens carried heavy shields and long-handled axes.

Hideous-headed and scale-covered bodies of lizardmen dripped mucus.

They were super ugly half-murloc monsters with voracious, drooling wide mouths!

At this point, the rotten swamp revealed all the fighting planes.

However, when the three planes that appeared afterward saw the intense battle on the battlefield, they stopped and did not rashly participate.

They figured out their current situation and gradually became restless.

'Could these groups go to other planes?'

The significance of this was too tempting.

That foremost influenced the lizardmen.

The brain eater demons closest to them inevitably scattered under the crazy charges of the beastmen.

These less than two meters tall brain eater demons were furious when they saw the lizardmen. They looked at them with disdain.

'These reptiles dared to watch the show?'

Merely the sight of lizardmen enraged the illogical brain eater demons. They attacked those closest to them.

The cruel and bloodthirsty lizardmen had a smooth life in their plane. They ruled over the world. Had outsiders ever provoked them?

The sight of the brain eater demons alone also annoyed the lizardmen.

They no longer had reservations since they were already restless. The fierce and strong lizardmen monsters orderly charged.

They unhesitantly slayed the brain eater demons and even included the wolf riders.

That instantly angered the beastmen. The wolf riders no longer picked and murdered everyone they saw and crossed their way.

In any case, anyone who slaughtered all these damned bastards, then these few planes would all be his!

The initial scope of the war between the two sides inevitably intensified and expanded.

The half-murloc monsters were the most resistant to participate in such a chaotic battle among the gods of these planes. These super ugly creatures realized the territory wasn't easy to conquer, although they were reasonably greedy.

However, the half-murlocs resisted participation. And that discouraged the taurens from the collision as well.

The taurens did not want to participate in the battle, but they could not resist the temptation of conquering the plane. They aimed their spearheads at the half-murlocs, who seemed easier to scare.

Two-horned strong warriors more than three meters tall swarmed out of the spatial rifts.

The taurens ignored the three-way battle on the battlefield and directly attacked the Half-Murloc Plane.

The average height of the half-murlocs was only 1.7 meters, which was extremely small compared to the three-meter-tall taurens.

However, the enemies had come knocking on their door. How could they tolerate them?

Warriors surged out of the hundred-meter-wide half-murlocs like a tide.

The battle erupted again.

Richard watched from behind. He enjoyed the show.

It was the rules of the Dark Forest.

The smile on his face never faded.

He could sense that the rotten swamp had become increasingly mighty at an exaggerated speed.

Every corpse and every soul had become a delicious meal and nutrient for the rotten swamp.