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



"Sure, take the oath..."

Richard nodded.

The gray power of the dead surged on the body of the Great Immortal God. 

The skeleton's body emitted boundless divine might.

At the same time, the human skin cloak that seemed to have just been peeled off, with blood vessels still flowing on it, fluttered in the air. That increased the power of the attack tenfold.

"I, Cabreira, the Great Immoral God of the Undead who controls the power of immortality, swear…"

Richard heard a familiar notification after a series of deep vows.

[Ding! The Immortal Lord, Cabreira, has used his soul to initiate an agreement with you under the witness of the rules of the contract. The rules will witness if you agree to the contents of the contract. The power of the rules will destroy the Great Immortal God's soul, and one cannot revive if he violated."

A message suddenly appeared in Richard's mind when the notification sounded.

There were three main points in the contract. 

First, the Great Immortal God had agreed with him that for the next 100 years, both parties would not attack or harm each other in any way.

Second, both sides could not invade the other's territory or divine kingdom for a hundred years. Both could not harm any of the other party's subordinates.

Third, both sides could not reveal information about the other to anyone, and no matter what, they could not use the troop or send subordinates to join the enemy's camp for a hundred years.

This contract message was a mental power that both parties could directly sense. There was no possibility of using words to deceive them.

Richard sensed it carefully and confirmed his agreement afterward.

He did not look at it much as for the hundred years of authority.

Who knew what the world would be like in a hundred years?

No one would know whether the Great Immortal God of the Undead existed after a hundred years.

Twilight City would already have the power to face the gods head-on at the unsealing of the contract.

What if there were no contracts at that time?

They signed the contract, and the Great Immortal God felt an uncontrollable joy in his heart.

The time for him to regain his freedom and authority would soon come now that the contract had erased the last trace of uncertainty. 

That would be a new life that would arrive after hundreds of thousands of years!

He would step into a higher level this time!

The atmosphere eased up following the signing of the contract.

The two sides went from enemies to collaborators.

The two would no longer be enemies, at least for the next hundred years.

"His Majesty Cabreira, what should we do next?"

The Great Immortal God turned around and looked behind him. His tone was unprecedentedly relaxed.

"I will infuse the power of laws belonging to the Rogue God into the sealing stone.

"You only need to open the seal stone, and you will be able to unseal it when the time comes…"

One has sealed the power of laws in his body, but it did not come without a price.

It was no exaggeration to say that the energy had become his uttermost burden.

It had even eroded his soul.

His power was incompatible with it. In his current state, the price he had to pay to control that power was not worth it.

He had fallen asleep before because of his desire to strip away that power.

That was why he was so enthusiastic about giving out rule force.

For him, Richard had helped him.

Richard couldn't know the twists and turns. It was enough that the result was good.

Richard softly said after he mused for a moment.

"There's an inscription on Emily's wrist that could open the sealed land.

"But she has already fallen into a deep sleep..."

The Great Immortal God's eyes immediately lit up.

"I can't. Can you bring that centaur here? The process would be much simpler if I had the key…"

He could also retain more power.

Richard nodded and immediately ordered Alves to return with a squadron of stone statues of the dead.

The air fell silent again when the troop left.

Neither side spoke.

The Great Immortal God seemed to have thought of something and asked curiously, "Respected Human Overlord Qingqiu, were you the Grace Mainland Overlord who came to this world less than a year ago?"

Richard laughed. He gestured to the smashed into meat paste unlucky people on the ground.

"Of course. Didn't those Grace Mainland Lords talk to you about the outside world??

"That's why I'm surprised… To grow to such a level in less than a year, perhaps the world has changed even more than I imagined."

The Great Immortal God of the Undead carried a rare hint of emotion.

Hundreds of thousands of years of slumber were far too long.

Richard thought of the Crimson Moon in the sky and said slowly, "His Majesty, perhaps the changes are not limited to this… You will face a whole new world when you get out."

He did not have the time to go to Solan City following the rise of the Crimson Moon.

He wondered what Windsor and the old white-haired man from the Red Dragon General Store, who had recovered his demigod powers, were doing now.

Windsor's goal was to eradicate the gods in the sky.

They could most likely hear from each other again soon.

The rise of the Crimson Moon was only the beginning.

In addition, Vale had also sent news that the ruler of Solan City, the legendary ascetic, wanted to see him.

He didn't know if this was good or bad.

Richard waited in contemplation for more than an hour before the departed troops returned.

Alves carried the sleeping little centaur and flew steadily under the escort of the stone statues of the dead.

The troop returned with additional soldiers and a hazy lifeform.

The hazy figure stood beside Emily quietly.

The moment the Great Immortal Sovereign saw that figure, the flames of his soul burned.

"Tai Long? The god of deception has become a great enemy!"