Lord Of The World: I Become The Lord Of The Desert From The Start Chapter 710 451: The God's Ancient Tree Attacks, Shocked Pop



Popov Black Tower, the level 19 top hero, was an eight-ter-tall behemoth. It held a warhamr and jumped down the dried-up river.

Barbs grew from its wrist to its shoulder. Its head was tiny, and its muscles were like steel. Indescribable power filled them.

'Bang!'

The patriarch landed in the river and crushed a colorful giant spider.

The green liquid splattered more than ten ters high.

'Roar!'

Popov released a fierce roar and bent its body forward. It slanted its arms to the side. Its muscles contained infinite power and surged. It transmitted power to its legs.

Its vast body wantonly moved. It was like a heavy tank and charged fiercely at the enemy before it.

A shocking scene appeared.

The barbs on its arms and shoulders beca the ram due to its vast body size. That caused a unique siege.

The patriarch smashed the spider troop that blocked into pieces!

It was a soul-tornting smash!

Popov's ferocious body charged at high speed. It carved out a broken limb death path with unstoppable montum.

It crushed all wherever it passed, whether the abyssal spidern or the giant spiders with colorful patterns on their bodies.

The soul-crushing posture was like a giant rhino gone insane.

'Bang! Bang!'

The dried-up river left behind vast footprints that reached their knees.

Popov killed its way through the spider troop with an unstoppable force under the gazes of the onlookers. It crashed into the other dried-up riverbank with a boom. It smashed through the mud and gravel that piled up like tofu.

Gravel flew everywhere, and a large area collapsed. Dust flew up and blurred enemies' visions.

Richard saw a Tower race warrior fight for the first ti.

This violent stance made him speechless.

'That was f *cking human-shaped tank.'

They would be ten tis stronger than the human heavy cavalry if there were three to five hundred of them.

That was too brutal!

'Hualala!'

Tons of rubble flew. Popov reappeared in their sight.

Yellow sand now covered the Tower race's hero because too many spiders green blood stained the hero that rushed to the riverbank.

It lived like the earth's elents, famous and corrupt.

Popov's two fierce hands raised the warhamr and smashed it at the surrounding spider troop.

It waved the weapon directly and caused the air to explode and emit an ear-piercing whistle.

The abyssal spidern before it wanted to take it head-on.

'Clang!'

The weapons of these monsters shattered when the giant warhamrs collided with their swords.

The giant warhamr did not reduce strength and directly smashed into the other party's body.

'Crack!'

The body with the sturdy exoskeleton exploded like a stone hit an egg.

No one had the chance to retaliate after Popov slayed an abyssal spiderman with a single warhamr strike.

The patriarch smashed dozens of enemies. It was still enraged. It raised its giant warhamr with a roar. It used a single hand, and its body spun like a top.

'Whoosh!'

The ear-piercing sound of air resounded in the eardrums. One seed to have thrown and crushed the surrounding spiders into a at grinder.

Its battle stance was so fierce that even amazed Richard, who had experienced countless bloody battles.

"Tower race… How fierce."

Unfortunately, the warrior hero controlled the direction of a battle.

The spiders were innurable, although Popov was ferocious.

There were enemies one or two top-notch warrior heroes could not sufficiently stop.

The Twilight City troop bore most of the pressure.

The players also provided long-range support after the players at the back unloaded on the riverbank.

The players' strength was far greater than previously. That was after they realized the spiders could not go ashore and guaranteed their safety.

These idiots were noisy, but they often had a lot of good stuff on them. Although battle power was not as good as Richard's, it was not a problem for them to deal with ordinary hero units of the sa level.

The war had reached an extrely intense state from the very beginning.

Perhaps, it was because of the ruin of the spider temple. Or perhaps, it was because the Tower race sensed that the last line of their defense, the plane power, was about to end. The spider troop launched increasingly fiercer attacks.

The battle climaxed in the sky above the three spider churches, where the void weavers fell.

The void weaver could crawl into the void. Its abdon could shoot out poisonous and sticky spider webs.

The number exceeded one large group of void weavers and crawled all over the dried-up river. That imdiately gave everyone heavy psychological pressure.

Anyone who saw the giant spiders in the sky would feel uncomfortable.

Moreover, these were all level 16 radiant moon soldiers!

The players initially imrsed comfortably in their safety and the hope to harvest monsters happily, but finally were terrified when they saw the scene.

"F*ck! How could they play outrageously this ti?"

"Three churches… F*ck! These f*cking spiders don't care about martial arts!"

"My f*cking scalp is sparingly numb..."

"Can Boss Qingqiu handle this multitude?"

Several players were wonder-stricken.

The players would have been ready to profit if not for the absolute power Richard had shown in the last battle.

Facing one spider church at a ti was not facing three at a ti.

That was when they saw a void weaver hero hover above every spider church. They felt headaches.

It was true that Boss Qingqiu could quickly slaughter a void weaver, but it was a powerful skill that had a long cooldown.

However, bravery would still fill their spirits no matter how worried and terrified they were, as long as they could see the figure shrouded in the yellow sand.

"So what if there were three spider churches? Boss Qingqiu was not worried, so what could they be afraid of??"

Popov looked at the void weaver in the dried-up river above its head with an ugly expression.

The Tower race was not afraid of any opponents when they fought on land. However, their power could not reach the sky!

That was the Tower race's greatest weakness. That was the silk that the spiders shot out and had an enormous restraining effect on them.

As pure warriors, the Tower race did not have many ways to deal with these enemies. They had planned for countless years, but in the end, they could only hide in a small village. That was the most direct reason.

The Tower race hero pondered and turned around. It stared at the figure that rode the undead dragon in the sky above the village.

The emotions in its eyes were complicated.

That human overlord now held the fate of the Tower race.

The enemy's troop was not weak but could hardly resist the three spider churches and their soldiers.

Twilight City troops saw the void weaver had invaded the sky above the river and imdiately slowed down and sighed.

They had to be clever and strategic no matter how nurous their plans were. The enemy had co too early.

Popov gripped its warhamr. It turned around and leaped onto the riverbank.

It charged toward the spider church before it with a roar.

The Tower race were not cowards even if they died this ti. They would fight on the battle road until they die!!

Its body leaned forward again. It sieged under the watchful eyes of the players behind it.

"That level 19 hero is the NPC of this village? That guy is so fierce. Is it going to take on the spider churches alone?"

"This is better than… Was it going to deliver its head? Why did Boss Qingqiu allow it…"

"So strong, even its fingers are thicker than my arm."

The battlefield didn't change because of Popov's actions. The power of the three spider churches and the soldiers was several tis stronger than that of a single one.

That suppressed the attack on Twilight City.

Richard silently watched the scene, but there was no movent.

The ultimate move the players looked forward to seed to have entered a long cooldown…

Popov had the ntality of a dead man. Its power rose to another level.

It stepped on the enemy's corpses and fiercely rushed into the church door afterward.

None of the lords who attempted was able to hinder the patriarch. The heavy tank crashed into the bodies of flesh and blood. Blood and flesh flew everywhere. That was the only result.

Popov suddenly beca the center of the battlefield.

Its vast body and focused target attracted the attention of the spider troop.

That enormously reduced the pressure on the front line.

But Popov couldn't be happy. It imdiately sensed three fierce auras locked onto it as it rushed to the temple in the central area.

Hero, a level 19 hero…

It looked up and saw three giant spiders in the sky that stared at it with dark eyes.

The coldness in its eyes was like ten thousand years of solid ice.

Popov stared at the giant spiders fearlessly.

The tiny eyes revealed an even more ferocious expression. It ignored the other party. It directly pounced on the church.

This provocative action had thoroughly provoked the void weaver hero. Its abdon suddenly spat out silk. Its body that fell into the void quickly glided.

In the blink of an eye, it fell from the 100-ter-tall spider web to less than 20 ters from the ground.

They ford a triangle and surrounded Popov.

Popov felt the pressure rise sharply. At this mont, it seed to see the notes of the Grim Reaper.

It laughed sinisterly and prepared to fight the three giant spiders of the sa level as it in the enemy's hinterland.

As long as it could kill two of them… That could preserve the village.

'Lord Richard must be confident that he could kill one… To be able to capture a church.'

It thought about how to fight next.

Suddenly, the ground rumbled.

Then, everyone could hear a series of exclamations across the noisy battlefield.

It turned around subconsciously.

A towering tree at the edge of the battlefield emitted an evil and dark aura that moved the roots of the old dragon and surged over in an unstoppable manner.

Wherever the giant tree passed, dozens of steel-like roots waved wildly. That made Popov's heart tremble. The spider troop blocked the way before it and directly turned into broken limbs, like a long knife that cut hays.

Its body was already vast. It appeared dwarf when it saw the giant evil tree.

"What's this??"

Intense curiosity and doubt rose in Popov's mind.

It had only heard that elves could herd trees… However, this life form that emitted such an evil aura simply exceeded the limits of its imagination.

The god's ancient tree brought pressure exaggeratedly. One that combined the power of rotten authority and the aura of the giant twisted human-faced tree was the most remarkable. It made the spider troop feel an indescribable pressure.

It was as if they faced the ruler of the abyss who controlled the lives of countless demons.

Two of the three void weaver heroes imdiately pulled out their spider silk and climbed into the air.

'Ssss!'

A sharp roar made most void weavers change direction and charge toward the evil tree.

Popov slayed the surrounding spider troop while it paid close attention to the battle ahead.

It saw two void weaver heroes charge forward. It led a vast number of troops to surround them.

But in the next second.

Its mind trembled.

That evil tree.