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

Chapter 339 280: Swarm Of Bees "Super Skill", Emily's Awakening

Richard was in high spirits.

The transformation of the god's ancient tree was an opportunity hard to come by in a millennium.

The boss would be invincible if he could take this step.

No one had thought the dark energy that made his heart palpitate would have such an effect on the god's ancient tree.

Good fortune and bad luck co-exist together.

This time, he felt more comfortable.

"Treebeard, keep on hunting. I'll try to attract as many enemies as possible."

"Yes, Lord..."

The god's ancient tree's low and muffled voice carried subtle excitement.

The increase Richard saw on the panel was nothing compared to the one he experienced himself.

Every time he killed an enemy.

It could devour more of that unique power.

It would reinforce his soul.

This feeling was overly cosmic.

Richard turned around and flew away from the quicksand. And the god's ancient tree immediately picked up its pace.

The tree trunk waved like a meat grinder that rapidly spun, and all the enemies that rushed over would end up smashed.

The void lickers had all gone crazy due to the golden fruit temptation.

It was what the boss honestly liked.

No matter how many opponents would come.

The giant tree trunk waved like it smashed eggs.

It directly exploded the opponents.

The roots tore apart the opponents and swallowed several corpses.

After the boundless energy completely fused with its body, several quick-ripening golden fruits appeared on the crown of the human-faced twisted tree under the nourishment of flesh and blood.

Not long after, the golden fruit that ripened quickly cracked open and revealed the poisonous wasp inside.

Breed the bee colony.

With the supremely mighty characteristic of the god's ancient tree, this boss was a troop of its own.

In less than a minute, the wasp's shell became hard.

After the mucus on its body dried, it immediately flapped its wings and flew away from the tree.

These newly born lifeforms received some order and quickly descended toward a desert without a void licker.

It followed the crack and went into the depths of the earth to hide.

It did not attack the nearby void foragers.

The god's ancient tree hid a trump card.

The sea of corpses became the best nourishment at this moment, and the number of golden fruits increasingly bloomed.

Soon, only one golden fruit remained on the tree's crown.

The fruit bloomed, and the wasp inside spread its wings and flew away.

Richard heard the system notification as he left the quicksand.

[Ding~ The number of poisonous wasps the god's ancient tree recruited has reached the maximum. A unique skill–it has activated a mad Swarm of Bees dance.

When the number of bees reaches 3,000, the venomous wasps' flying speed and poison strength will increase by 40%. When more than ten venomous wasps attack the same target, the damage will increase by 50%.

[Note: When the number of venomous wasps is less than 2,500, the "Swarm of Bees" skill will automatically lose its effect. It would only activate upon replenishment of the 3,000 of them.]

It brightened Richard's eyes.

Good fellows.

Full venomous wasps?

They were not a low-level troop type. And their potential was all Rare 3-stars.

And there were as many as 3,000.

He didn't even have that many soldiers.

And this newly activated skill made the already atrocious bees even more perverted.

He turned his head to look toward the god's ancient tree, and the arc of his mouth became increasingly brilliant.

The god's ancient tree was a genuine treasure, and it would always bring him surprises.

To let the god's ancient tree hunt more void lickers and transform.

Richard took down the bases with spatial rifts while he lured the void lickers to the quicksand.

The pressure on the land of quicksand suddenly increased.

However, the god's ancient tree did not reject them. The more he killed, the more excited he became.

The dark glow on his body gradually became increasingly conspicuous...

The connection between the land of quicksand also got increasingly related to it.

If this continued, no one could stop the boss's transformation.

August 17, at 12 o 'clock.

The monsters had attacked the city for twelve hours.

The players on the forum still discussed excitedly at the beginning, but all wailed now.

[Whoa, isn't this too much? Those monsters are endless. Who can resist them?!]

[Damn, the undead recruitment skill is useless against these void foragers…]

[F*cking instance dungeon! Who the f*ck designed this thing?! If the undead can't use the corpses, then aren't we just useless?]

[I'm going to die, brothers. I can't hold on any longer. The set of using points to resurrect the troop is useless. I seriously could not make ends meet now...

Players continued to discuss sentiments...

One could only use the points accumulated from killing dozens of enemies to revive a unit of the same level.

The extreme imbalance made the previously confident players feel the world's darkness.

It had only been 12 hours, but void foragers flooded several players' territories.

To the Twilight City, the encounter with these level 5 and 6 elite and rare-level troops did not create pressure.

However, it was different for other players.

Their main troops were only at the rare level, and a large portion was still elite.

When the opponents attacked on the same level, the pressure they faced was naturally different.

More importantly, the opponent's numbers seemed endless.

Some players saw things weren't going well and simply went all out.

They chose to accumulate as many points as possible than revive the troops. Then, they watched as the enemies razed their territory to the ground and left the dungeon.

Under the intense attacks of the void foragers, in just 12 hours, the system eliminated at least one-third of the players in the instance dungeon.

It made them feel the brutal beating of society.

In contrast, the players who were high up on the ranking board became increasingly striking.

Even the 1,000th place had a lot of popularity.

The players had experienced how difficult it was to earn points, so they knew how crazy it was to be on the top ranking board.

With such a background, the top-ranked Qingqiu naturally made the players grit their teeth.

Qingqiu, 2.15 million points.

Second place, 720,000 points.

He was ahead of the second place by three times points!

Countless players were envious of this.

"How strong is this perverted Qingqiu?"

The existence of the ranking board was equivalent to creating a ranking board that updates wealth in real-time in the real world.

If one could see how much money the wealthiest earns everyday in reality—the number changes in real-time.

The ordinary people who saw this list would also clench their teeth.

Especially when the other party's daily or even an hour's income was more than what they could earn in half a lifetime, the blow was even more overwhelming.

One should hang rich people on the street lamps.

The elimination of several players did not affect the progress of the dungeon.

At this moment, Twilight City had also entered an even more intense battle.

Although the quicksand in the north had shared a large part of the pressure, the quicksand here was the most soul and spirit-devouring.

However, as the number of enemies increased, the defending troops felt the difficulty of dealing with the void foragers.

These monsters with bent backs and ran on four limbs could ignore the obstacles of the terrain.

They climbed up the city wall from the ground.

It was very similar to the dog-headed troop.

The only difference was that the void lickers were crazier and did not fear pain or death.

The number was ten times more than that of kobolds.

Wave after wave of monsters came from the distance. The visual impact and psychological pressure were beyond ordinary people's imagination.

Fortunately, the Twilight City troops consisted of the undead.

There was no fear.

Gray stood on top of the Hurricane Arrow Tower and commanded the Twilight City troops.

The size of Twilight City was unlike a city. It was more like a fortress.

It was a powerful A-rank mummy hero that could command this defensive battle alone. It led to lesser pressure.

On the city walls.

Scorpion warriors, bandaged mummies, guardian mummies, blood-colored mummies, heavy sword warriors...

All the troops had arrived and jointly defended.

The wild sand mages and the cursed pharaohs worked together to protect the city.

In the city center, the giant axe death knights and skeleton blood dragons were ready to attack at any time.

To the knights, they could not participate in defending the city. At this moment, they could only wait for the order to attack.

On top of the Hurricane Arrow Tower, 33 squads of sand condensation archers drew their bows and arrows.

The sand-formed shafts surged like raindrops.

The void lickers' corpses had already covered the front of the city walls.

When they looked down from the sky, this place seemed wicked in an endless abyss. Blood flowed like a river...

With the support of powerful firepower, the situation in Twilight City was stable with the force-strapping firepower. No signs of instability.

South.

A figure held a long-handled giant axe, with a bit of fear in its eyes. But it firmly stood in the front line and tried to attract Gray's attention.

'Emily.'

This boss unit that had once reached the level of a demigod now held a long-handled giant axe tightly with both hands. It was like she was a newbie on the battlefield.

Fear and helplessness conquered her eyes.

But she did not retreat.

Her father protected Twilight City. She would fight alongside her father!

Determination brimmed the little centaur's eyes.

Gray, on the arrow tower, was afraid something would happen to Emily, so it had asked the sand condensation archers to pay special attention to the south.

As a result, the little centaurs did not encounter any enemies even after two hours on the city wall...

But on the battlefield, there was never a shortage of surprises.

At this moment, a void forager climbed up the city wall. It braved several arrows, broke through the guardian mummies' blockade, and arrived in front of Emily.

The thick-barbed tongue and the dark blue that symbolized poison were striking at this moment.

The mummies would be sound if enemies attacked them. The poison did not have much effect on the undead.

However, ordinary life forms would unquestionably pay an unbearable price.

Emily watched as the ferocious monsters approached.

The initial fear in her eyes suddenly disappeared.

An indescribable sense of familiarity welled up in her heart.

She subconsciously swung the long-handled giant axe in her hand.

A cold glint flashed.

'Puchi!'

A head with a long barbed tongue flew several meters into the air.

Blood splattered on her armor and left bloody marks.

The guardian mummies turned their heads to look at the figure that held the long-handled giant axe. The soul fire in the head burned even brighter.

They suddenly felt an aura that made them tremble.

It was a pressure that came from the soul.

The little centaur, only five or six years old in her heart, took the first step into her new life.

The battle talent that slept in her body woke up.