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



Raging Blood Duke raised the sword and sized it up slowly.

The pure white sword vaguely reflected his face.

"Do you know what the secret agents in Lion City just said?"

The heroes below shook their heads in unison.

Raging Blood Duke slowly pressed his sword against the ground and stared at them dangerously.

"The remaining loyal members of Ell obtained the support of a faction in the Primary Plane, the plane of the mortals. Furthermore, the one who supported was a member of the Grace Mainland Lords."

The atmosphere turned audaciously odd after he said this.

'A Grace Mainland Lord had the guts to go against him?'

A white-haired hero stood up and said solemnly, "Your Royal Highness, the Grace Mainland Lords' power is not worth worrying about… If you're worried, please let me lead."

The Raging Blood Duke frowned.

"I'm not worried about a few Grace Mainland Lords… Instead, there was an even more powerful force behind him.

"As far as I know, Lion City already has a transcendent centaur as reinforcement."

"Also, the Grace Mainland Lord used some unknown method to cover Lion City with yellow sand… At the same time, he stationed a powerful troop there.

"This isn't the power that Grace Mainland Lord has."

These words made everyone's expression turn grave.

"Your Royal Highness, why don't you ask the Grace Mainland Lord of the Blazing Flame Guild?"

The Raging Blood Duke nodded.

"I've summoned them over..."

A soldier quickly entered the hall before he could finish speaking.

"Your Royal Highness, the Blazing Flame Guild wishes to see you."

"Send them in."

The soldier heard the order and immediately turned around and left. A moment later, a series of noisy footsteps sounded.

A dozen or more figures in different clothes walked before the threshold. Their auras were different from the heroes in the hall. They entered the hall.

"Your Royal Highness Hermes, the members of the Blazing Flame Guild greet you."

Raging Blood Duke waved his hand and gestured for them to stand up. Then, he looked at them casually.

"You should know how important this war is to Ell.

"I want to know how many troops the Blazing Flame Guild has prepared for this battle?"

The leader was a middle-aged man in his forties. He wore a fiery red priest robe.

A warm aura surged around his body.

His forehead bore a flame symbol. It was a symbol unique to the priests of the god of fire.

"Your Royal Highness, although the guild is not the main force of the battlefield, it has prepared ten legions to contribute. We can transfer another 20 legions if you still need more."

The Blazing Flame Guild had a highly unified policy. The guild leader could mobilize all the members' territorial troops with a single word.

The guild also controls territorial management.

The benefits of doing so were that the guild would have a high concentration of power, which allowed the Blazing Flame Guild to gather a large troop during its weakness. This policy allowed the guild to develop quickly into one of the top-tier guilds.

These words made Raging Blood Duke throw another look at the priest.

One cannot negotiate with the weaklings before him.

And this guild organization that gathered a multitude of Grace Mainland Lords barely qualified for him to take a second look.

"Very good. Have your troop gather in the capital. I will open the portal and transport the troop outside Lion City. Allow these rebels to taste despair."

The middle-aged priest player nodded slightly.

"Your Royal Highness, this is a wise decision."

Raging Blood Duke raised the heavy sword again and carefully examined any flaw.

His words were calm.

"The spy I planted in Lion City told me that the remnants of the Ell Royal Family met the Grace Mainland Lord from the Primary Plane, the land of the mortals. And this mortal lord ensured his generous alliance and support."

He blew gently at the blade as he spoke.

'Buzz!'

A piercing sound like hollow steel pipes rubbing against each other exploded.

Everyone frowned and panicked.

"I need to know what kind of power is behind that player… Can you find out?"

The middle-aged priest suppressed his discomfort and said solemnly, "Since this mortal has the confidence to go against you, they must have a certain background."

"The Blazing Flame Guild has a certain amount of influence among the top guilds of the Grace Mainland Lords. You only need to tell me the name of this lord or the corresponding characteristics of the force, and we will surely find out."

Confidence shrouded his tone.

Raging Blood Duke raised his eyebrows and softly nodded. He looked away from the blade and calmly looked at the priest.

"You guys are purely confident..."

He paused. Then he slowly said, "According to our spies, that faction in the Mortal Plane has brought a transcendent centaur that guarded the place.

"The one who controls that force is not that transcendent centaur, but that... Grace Mainland Lord. That is the most riveting part."

"In front of everyone, the transcendent called this Grace Mainland Lord "Lord."

A stone stirred up a thousand ripples.

The dozen or so members of the Blazing Flame Guild widened their eyes and looked at Raging Blood Duke in disbelief.

"Transcendents referred to players as Lord?"

"Was this a joke?"

"Your Royal Highness, is this news true?"

The middle-aged priest player subconsciously added after he asked.

"We're not doubting you but the information. It's just that this news is unbelievable. The average level of the Grace Mainland Lord was around levels 10 - 13. Only the most elite could cross the threshold of level 15."

"It's almost impossible to recruit transcendents as subordinates."

Joy and sadness filled Raging Blood Duke's face.