Lord Of The World: I Become The Lord Of The Desert From The Start Chapter 586 403: Dune Lord [2/2]

Richard still had to complete the S-rank mission and retrieve a god's heart.

He had to be even more powerful now to stand firm in the upcoming turmoil.

He even planned for enormous benefits...

The five teams of skeleton blood dragons split into five groups and scanned the map in a fan shape.

Small troop strongholds in the wild could not stop them. They would imdiately inform him if they encountered a massive troop stronghold.

He was the ruler of the desert, and he could control the yellow sand.

The troop lairs in the wild, and the various mineral veins would refresh once a week. The troops in the wild were abundant, although the number of mineral veins in the desert of death was pitifully low.

No one fought him for the monster.

They could not withstand several outposts in the wild under the high-speed slaughter, although the experience points gained from killing ordinary soldiers were sparingly at level 14.

Richard would have to work for it with numbers if a single settlent could not provide experience points.

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On an unknown dune in the desert of death.

This dune was different from the other dunes. The sand here was as black as ink.

It gave off a sinister feeling.

That would still make people feel cold if one stood, even if the desert was hot.

However, the two players held the map and looked around. They were extrely excited about this strange dune.

The skinny-hemp-pole-like player shouted.

"The black dunes hid the ancient secrets of the desert of death… We finally found the pheasant! F*ck my lousy sandals. This journey is too f*cking difficult!"

A fat black player beside him also beca excited.

"Haonan, this ti, it's finally our turn!!"

"We could strengthen Hongxing sooner or later as soon we get the treasures inside!"

The fat black player raised the map in his hand after excitent.

"Take out that relic… It says that after you find the black dune, bury it in the sand and water it with fresh blood.

"The relic will lead to the treasure in the depths of the dune.

"Activate the ancient secret."

The fat black player swiftly took out one from the system space... A black human skull.

The evil aura it emitted made it look indescribably strange.

He buried the black skull under the black sand without hesitation.

Then, he took out the blood he had prepared earlier.

The skinny-hemp-pole-like player felt sothing adverse ass he was about to pour the water. His heart thumped rapidly. He frowned and reached out to stop his companion after he hesitated.

"Shanji, why do I feel that sothing is wrong..."

The fat black player frowned.

"Haonan, are you a f*cking coward?"

As he spoke, he poured the blood into the bucket. The player felt even more uneasy as he watched the scene.

He sensed a massive disaster would happen once the blood reached the relic buried in the sand.

He quickly stepped forward and held the wooden bucket with one hand. "Don't be afraid!!"

The skinny-hemp-pole-like player's expression quickly annoyed the fat black player.

"Those sons of b*tches attacked our territory. We have sacrificed all our remaining troops just to find this treasure..."

The more he spoke, the angrier he beca. In the end, he roared angrily.

"We have no way out, do you know that?!!

"We don't even have enough water to go back. That is our only choice!"

The skinny-hemp-pole-like player who held the wooden bucket shook his head repeatedly.

"No, I'm not saying that... To pour blood directly on the relic is sparingly risky. That is what I feel. Calm down first, why don't you... What are you doing?"

The fat black player before him forcefully poured the blood-filled bucket over the relic before the skinny-hemp-pole-like player could finish his sentence.

Fresh blood instantly splashed onto the sand and ford a small pit. It faintly revealed the black skull underneath.

'Gu! Gu! Gu!'

Blood bubbles popped up, and the dried sand instantly swallowed the blood.

It ford a dried and hard blood clot around it.

The strange aura beca even more ferocious.

The dark fat player shook the wooden bucket hard. He threw the wooden bucket to the side after he shook the last few drops of blood off.

He looked at the other player indifferently.

"We've already reached this stage. What are you still waiting for?"

The skinny-hemp-pole-like player blankly stared at the black dune as it exposed the black skull.

His heart inexplicably flustered. It even stifled his breath stifled, and bean-sized beads of sweat fell from his forehead…

"We seem to have gotten into trouble."

The fat black player raised his eyebrows.

"F*ck, isn't this the way to open this treasure? What trouble could they cause in such a large desert? I can't even see a ghost in the surroundings. Even if I poke a hole in the world, it won't affect …"

Before the fat black player could finish his sentence.

'Rumble!'

Suddenly, he felt the ground beneath his feet churn.

The sand began to shake violently.

The fat black player panicked.

"F*ck, what's going on??"

At this mont, the skinny-hemp-pole-like player felt the danger was about to devour their souls. His body trembled and suddenly returned to his senses. He pulled the fat black player beside him and ran.

"Let's go, f*cking hell! That f*cking NPC tricked us! What treasure is this? This is a trap!!"

'Hualala!'

The black sand began to sink at the top of the giant hill.

The terrifying pressure was like a collapsing mountain that was 10,000 feet tall. And the entire world beca dim.

It was as if a demon god from the abyss had descended.

The two ran out desperately. The players subconsciously turned around when they felt the pressure increase.

A black skull with a diater of 100 ters appeared on the high black dune.

What even more horrified the players was that the black skull shook its head, like a human that woke up after a doze-off.

This scene scared the two out of their wits.

"What the hell is this dog?!"

The fat black player was so scared that his legs trembled. He could have collapsed to the ground. If not for the skinny-hemp-pole-like player who pulled him.

Fortunately, the giant black skull had just woken up and seed uninterested in them. It gave them enough ti to escape.

The two finally heaved a sigh of relief after they ran at an unprecedented speed for ten minutes.

The yellow sand on the ground suddenly surged just as they stopped to catch their breaths.

That made them feel the surrounding scenery retreated.

They realized the yellow sand under their feet had flown up. They quickly flew towards the terrifying black skull...

The two players looked at each other and felt despair.

"F*ck your mother! We ran so far away, and it still caught us!

The scenery moved backward and stopped in the span of a breath.

The two felt their hearts almost jump out of their throats.

Their numb and stiff body slowly turned around.

Then, they saw an unforgettable scene.

A giant black skull covered the sky. The players were like ants that stood under an elephant.

What horrified them was that a glorious city appeared below them after the skeleton stood up.

A skull of a wolf's head sat on a yellow sand throne at the city center, and sandstorms surrounded it. It held a black scepter as it watched the two players indifferently.

At this mont, the two felt it froze their souls. The horrifying figure did not reveal any aura, but they were like rats that stood before a dragon.

Humble and insignificant.

"I am the lord of the dunes, the lord of the desert of death…Humans, what era is it now? Where did you co from? Who is the owner of the desert now?"