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



"*%#艹!!"

"This f*cker was arrogant!!"

A few Heavy Shield Guild players beside Panen saw the Guild Master's ugly expression. They immediately quivered and reprimanded Qingqiu.

"Qingqiu, you scum, do you know who you are talking to right now??"

"Our Heavy Shield Guild is not something you can look down on!!"

"Hehe, I'm dying of laughter. You are about to dance at the grave. But you still pretended to be tough! I want to see how long you can hold on to your arrogance!"

"No way, no way. You can't be invincible, right?"

A thought of a transcendent barbarian beside these idiots energized them. This big shot is going to support them. At least, they thought.

It was rare for one to scold Qingqiu beneath the fear of death they tried to hide.

A strong sense of boost rose in their hearts.

They would trample Qingqiu under their feet no matter what.

There would no longer be the so-called number one player from today onwards.

The Heavy Shield Guild would become the strongest!

Panen sneered.

"Qingqiu, you're unaware of what truly awaits you!

"I looked forward to seeing the so-called number one player buried here today.

"I don't know. What could save you when we trample you like a dog?

The undead dragon hero roared before the player could finish his thoughts.

Endless Dragon Might gushed out from its body without any restraint.

A terrifying crimson energy exploded more than ten meters high.

That enraged the dragon hero.

The rear troop was also in a state of agitation. The soul fire in their heads burned brightly.

They would launch the most brutal attack at the release of the lord's order.

They would slaughter whoever insulted the Twilight City overlord!

Panen felt a perverted pleasure when he saw this scene.

A gradual trample on this noble figure would be so addictive.

"Hahaha!

"Oh... You?"

The casual voice sounded from the dragon's back.

Panen sneered.

"Now, you're still pretending?

"You still don't know what awaits you?"

Panen turned around slightly and respectfully spoke to the iron tower-like figure beside him.

"Teacher, please take over. Let them taste death."

Panen finished speaking, and the Heavy Shield Guild players beside him also bowed with their hands on their chests.

"Your Excellency Parton, please take charge."

The 2.5-meter-tall transcendent barbarian Parton embraced a mighty stance. He was as muscular as a bull, took a few steps forward, and arrived before everyone.

The aura on his body gradually soared.

A brutal and violent aura surged like the tides of a great river.

That shrouded the entire world in an instant.

Everyone felt like a world-devouring wild beast had appeared before their eyes in a trance.

Each of his moves could cause the earth to collapse and mountains to topple.

Panen glared fiercely at Richard. His eyes burned with passion and madness.

A spring of uncontrollable excitement and delusion engulfed his tone.

"Qingqiu, this is my teacher… The transcendent barbarian–His Excellency Parton, one of the top figures in the Northern Barbarian Empire.

"Now, do you still dare to offend the grand transcendent barbarian?!

"Heavy Shield Guild… How do you plan to provoke him?

Panen and all the members of the Heavy Shield Guild felt a strong sense of expectancy.

"You are outrageous. Correct! But we are going to trample you below our feet!!

"And we are going to stomp relentlessly!"

Panen usually didn't talk much, but at this moment, he held a victory scroll and would trample a noble top figure into the mud.

It would be arduous to squelch his inner emotions if he couldn't vent his feelings through words.

Villains die from their talkative nature. One has to satiate the desire to act tough at this stage because war at its completion would be boring and unmotivating without this.

On the contrary, that would heighten the comfort in one's heart had one worn it.

They excitedly waited for Twilight City troops to beg for freedom, show fear, and escape in the name of Parton alone.

The cold voice sounded again.

"Parton? Never heard of it… However, he left Northern Barbarian Empire. So he came here to die. I'd be nice!"

"A transcendent dares to interfere in the affairs of the gods?"

That startled the Heavy Shield players at first. Then they stared at the blurry figure on the dragon's back with their mouths agape.

"What did he say again?"

"This fellow mocked a transcendent??"

"What kind of joke was this?"

"And his tone was generously disdainful!!"

It was like transcendents were just random cats and dogs that loitered everywhere. They were nonsense!!

"Where did this human earn the confidence to be so arrogant?!!"

"Why?"

"You couldn't show off to this extent before a transcendent, even though you were Qingqiu, right?"

"Was he honestly unafraid of soul execution?"

"Qingqiu, do you know what you're saying?!"

"Just say so if you want to die. There's no need to use this method to seek death prematurely.

"I honestly admire your courage. I won't see you off."

"You're a top-grosser in courting death. No one dares to be number two!"

Parton's expression turned cold.

'This grace mainland overlord was honestly… How bold.!'

He looked straight at the undead dragon.

His gaze seemed to see through the crimson veil.

His tone was indifferent.

"You're the first grace mainland overlord who dares to act so presumptuously before me…"

Parton finished speaking, and the crimson energy of the undead dragon gradually dissipated. It revealed a heroic figure with a black-red crown on his head and a dark-patterned cape on his back.