Global Lords: Start as a Desert Lord

The moment the wooden box was opened, the still beating bright red heart was exposed to the air.

Bang bang~

Bang bang~

The beating sound was as dull and powerful as a drum.

Although the body has been lost, the heart is still full of vitality and vitality.

Because this is the most powerful organ of life in this world.

Pym put both hands into the wooden box and held the heart in his hands.

After taking a deep breath, his old and decaying body straightened his chest and slowly moved his heart closer to his chest.

The black robe on his body seemed to be alive. When the heart came close to it, it automatically tore open and shortened in other directions.

The chest is exposed.

Richard looked intently and could see that the place where his heart used to be was now empty.

The heart has long since lost its traces.

The flesh and blood on the huge scar outside was rolling, and the bones and blood vessels were exploding, making it look bloody and terrifying.

No one knows how the old man survived after losing his heart

He couldn't help but slow down his breathing at this moment, for fear of disturbing the other party.

Under the nervous gazes of Richard and Windsor, Pim slowly put his heart into his empty chest.

The next moment the heart entered the chest, a majestic energy flowed out from the blood vessels, muscles and bones around the heart and poured directly into it.

Bang bang~

Bang bang~

It was like pressing the playback speed of the video three times, and the beating sound suddenly accelerated.

The heart is like an engine full of fuel, and every beat is full of strong power.

After the slightly chaotic energy passed through the heart, it immediately became smooth and flowed back into the limbs.

Dry rivers are irrigated with abundant water.

The aura on Pim's body gradually increased.

The tumbling flesh and blood on his chest began to grow again under the stimulation of the majestic energy.

The bones, flesh, and muscles that had been destroyed for more than ten years were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a dozen breaths, flesh and blood covered the heart again, and the ribs grew again.

From the inside to the outside, when the growth of the outermost skin is completed, Pim becomes old and decayed, and the breath of life is like a candle in the wind that may be extinguished at any time.

A terrifying pressure like an ancient dragon suddenly erupted.

With the Luanwei Flower Merchant Guild as the center, they rioted unscrupulously in all directions.

In an instant, the entire Solan City was enveloped by this shocking pressure.

On the city wall, the general responsible for guarding the city turned his head sharply and looked into the city in horror.

In the towering mage tower, the distinguished mage master stood up in horror.

Among the numerous luxurious manors, the nobles with titles raised their heads in shock.

The same question pops up in everyone's mind. Who is it?

This powerful and unfamiliar aura is definitely not that of the City Lord. It is even more powerful than the City Lord. More powerful than the Legend?

Is that a demigod?

The moment this word came to mind, their breathing became heavy.

A demigod is born in Solan City. What changes will this bring?

Soon, the entire Solan City was boiling, and everyone was frantically exploring the secrets.

Facing that coercion, Richard felt it more deeply than the others.

The power of a demigod is like a river and lake flowing backwards into the air and then crashing down again. It is so vast and overwhelming that it overwhelms mountains and seas.

The power of yellow sand on his body was running wildly, and with full firepower, he could barely block the opponent's coercive energy.

Under Richard's gaze, Pim, who had just grown old and was on the verge of death, now regained his youth at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The pale hair turned jet black, the wrinkled face became elastic again, and the age spots disappeared without a trace in a breath.

When the shocking aura dissipated, the other party returned to his early fifties, at the peak of his youth and strength.

Pim let out a long sigh, stretched out his right hand, and made a fist with five fingers.

There was a creaking sound.

His eyes became extremely complicated.

Excitement, excitement, to name a few.

After taking a few deep breaths, he suppressed his emotions, turned slightly, and looked at Richard with clear eyes.

There was a bit of a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Little guy, I owe you a big favor this time."

He had already given up any hope that he could recover, so letting Richard go was just a last attempt.

When the news of the collapse of that plane came, Richard was not disappointed at all, but felt a little pity.

Unexpectedly, there were twists and turns, and in the end, despite being targeted by Rose, the other party survived and actually took back the heart of the god.

This favor is greatly owed.

All of this may be a decision of fate.

Pim's eyes were dark.

He also needs to dedicate his strength to the Crimson Moon.

Shaking his head, he took back his thoughts.

He said slowly.

"What else do you want?"

After hearing this, Richard said calmly.

"Sir Pim, I need you to fulfill our agreement."

"That's it?"

Pim looked at him with interest.

Richard smiled.

"Of course, if you are willing to give me ten or eight artifacts, I will not refuse."

Pim laughed dumbly.

"You dare to think about such things as artifacts. I don't have a few of them. I can't afford to give them to you."

After finishing his words, he waved his hand.

The illusive silver scale solidified in his hand.

There is a thin pure white wing placed on one end of the scale, which seems to be blown far away with just one breath.

This insignificant weight tilted the balance to one side, leaving the other end empty of anything.

After gently rubbing the scale for a moment, Pim narrowed his eyes.

Powerful energy surges out of the body

As Richard watched in a daze, streams of light turned into light groups and landed on the other end of the scale.

Looking closely, one can vaguely see something that seems to be inside those light groups.

But because the scale itself is only half a meter long, the trays at both ends of the scale are even narrower, and the light group only occupies a dozen or so widths of the trays, the contents inside are not clear at all.

Gradually, as the light group increased, the balance tilted by the wings gradually became balanced.

The moment you reach a certain limit.

Those light groups shattered directly like glass, turning into streams of light and blending into the scales.

The next second, a mini scroll gradually appeared on the newly vacated balance tray.

After a few breaths, it solidified.

Pim waited until the scroll stopped changing, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the energy in his body surged again.

The mini scroll slowly flew away from the scale as if it had lost gravity.

For every half inch away from the scale, the scroll becomes three points wider.

After the scroll fell into Pim's hands, it had turned into a fully extended normal scroll.

This scene looks quite magical.

Seeing the curiosity in Richard's eyes, Pim chuckled with a bit of arrogance.

"Little guy, are you shocked? The wishing scale is a real high-level artifact, and it contains the power of mysterious rules."

"This is an artifact forged by the God of Creation himself. Its value is immeasurable. Even beings at the level of the Lord God must take a look at it."

As he spoke, he raised his head triumphantly.

"I snatched this from that ancient red dragon!"

That ancient red dragon may have been obtained from some ancient ruins. But that's not important. What's important is that this treasure is in his hands.

Although he is hostile to all gods, the artifact is not a sinner, and it was forged by the Creator God.

This is a well-deserved treasure.

Richard looked at the old man's expression and remembered the scene when he first met him.

This guy's character really doesn't earn much respect.

But it's not a bad thing. No one likes to deal with an old man who is holding his back.

This is more friendly.

"No~ This is the reward I promised you."

Pim said, handing over the scroll in his hand.

"This scroll can forcibly enslave extraordinary-level beings."

As he spoke, he could clearly feel some pain in his body, but he held on to his dignity.

"It's just some gadgets. Come to me again if you need them later."

Richard looked a little funny, but didn't say anything.

The wishing balance, a high-level artifact, is not something that can be conjured out of thin air. What you want requires a treasure of the same level to exchange for it.

The other party obviously spent a lot of money.

After reaching out to take it, I felt the majestic energy coming from the scroll, and I was overjoyed.

Months of planning, coupled with an unprecedented adventure, and even finally becoming an enemy with the evil god who made the abyss tremble, everything was all because of this scroll.

A precious and rare treasure.

contract scroll

Level: Legend

Characteristics: Can forcibly enslave an extraordinary being, making it loyal to the scroll holder forever.

Introduction: An extremely precious treasure that is extremely difficult to make.

Richard was a little excited.

This scroll represents too many meanings.

The Twilight City, starting from today, will have its own extraordinary!

Other dimensional planes are being integrated into the Death Desert, and Crimson Moon and new expansion packs are about to be launched. The world is becoming turbulent.

Uncertainty about the future is increasing.

Extraordinary, this is the power to step into another level, and represents the power to survive.

With transcendence, Twilight City has the ability to protect itself.

Coupled with the foundation he had accumulated before.

Now he already has strength in his hands that cannot be underestimated.

After developing steadily for so long, Twilight City finally grew up.

It is no longer that insignificant existence that has only a dozen types of soldiers and has to deal with several wild wolves carefully.

Richard felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

After putting the contract scroll into the system space, the smile on his face was bright and bright.

"Your Excellency Pim, our promise is complete."

"Congratulations on your new life."

"This world is waiting for you to change."

Pim laughed, feeling equally happy.

After the laughter subsided slightly, he turned to look at Windsor beside him.

The other person gave him an equally bright smile.

When the mood calmed down, Windsor seemed to have thought of something, and a crimson medal appeared in his hand.

Stepping forward, his tone was somewhat relaxed.

"Teacher, you have recovered. This thing should belong to its owner."

As he spoke, he spread his palm and handed it over.

Pim looked at the crimson medal, and the smile on his face faded.

After a moment of silence, he looked into the other person's eyes and shook his head slowly but firmly.

"No, Windsor, this medal is already yours."

"There is no reason to take off the crown you have already put on. Neither can I."

He shrugged and smiled easily.

"Now, I have to obey your orders, respected President."

After speaking, he looked at Windsor who still wanted to speak, waved his hand and interrupted.

"Needless to say, if you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight. Your performance during this period has been able to bear this heavy responsibility."

"The future belongs to you."

"This responsibility must ultimately be borne by you."

Windsor looked at the old man's serious eyes and couldn't help but fell silent, and nodded slowly after a moment.

"Teacher, I will not let you down."

This time is different from the past.

Previously, I was called upon in critical situations and had to take over important responsibilities.

At this moment, it is her true self choice.

As he spoke, he slowly put the crimson medal on his chest.

The medal is a bit simple and old-fashioned, and there is not even any energy wave on it. It looks more like a symbolic item than a treasure.

Richard, who had had enough time to watch this tender drama, suddenly heard a familiar reminder in his ears.

"Ding~ The Crimson Lord has carried the destiny. No one can stop the rise of the Crimson Moon. The new expansion pack will be launched on time. Please be prepared, all lords."

"Ding~"

The system prompt rang three times.

Richard's heart trembled, and he turned his head sharply to look at the graceful and luxurious figure in front of him.

At this moment, the simple medal tied to his chest was as dazzling as the sun.

The Crimson Lord? !

Even if there is no more information, these four words alone are enough to bring endless reverie

Half an hour later.

Richard left the Luanwei Flower Chamber of Commerce with solemn eyes.

As the carriage drove towards the Violet Manor, he leaned against the window and was lost in thought.

It wasn't until the coachman called him to get off that he suddenly woke up.

Seeing Richard getting off the carriage and Weil already waiting at the gate of the manor, the leader of the Violet Chamber of Commerce immediately stepped forward.

But after taking a few steps closer and seeing his strange expression, I felt a thump in my heart.

An unpleasant feeling arose.

After holding up his chest and saluting, he said in a deep voice.

"Sir, did you encounter any trouble at Luanwei Flower Shop?"

Only then did Richard regain his composure.

Take a deep breath and forcefully suppress the ups and downs of emotions in your heart.

He stared solemnly at the cold figure in front of him and spoke word by word.

"Send an order to return to the City of Twilight. All troops who have gone out must be brought back within three days."

"Twilight City implements the highest level of security."

"All troops are not allowed to leave the Twilight City even half a step without orders."

"All residents and non-military important supplies will be transferred to the Eternal Land."

"The underground world has produced strategic materials and transported them all to Twilight City."

"The military factory, from now on, will produce military supplies at full capacity 24 hours a day. All other production arrangements will be postponed."

"besides."

A series of orders were issued, which made Weir's uneasiness rise to the top.

When Richard finished speaking, he immediately said urgently.

"Sir, what happened?"

Richard took a deep breath and slowly raised his head to look at the sky.

At this moment, the last ray of light dissipates in the sky.

The whole world fell into darkness.

"God, things have changed."