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

Chapter 385 307: The Final Battle, Leave Your Name In This Battle [2/2]

All the non-evil camp troops instantly felt their strength had improved.

At the same time, the weapons in their hands also carried a holy power.

The church knights and priests in white armor swarmed in Richard's direction.

When the players saw this, they also turned their heads and aimed at the existence they thought was the biggest threat.

Qingqiu.

No one who could enter the final battle was an idiot.

All of them would have a chance if the system eliminated Qingqiu.

If Qingqiu survived, the King of Gladiator would no longer have anything to do with them.

More than 150 players led a troop of nearly 30,000.

Even though most of them felt wary of each other.

But now, their enemy was Qingqiu!

They still had an enormous advantage in numbers even if they didn't trust each other.

It was also impossible for there to be any mistakes!

The audience in the live broadcasting rooms watched Richard with rapt attention. They were eager to see how he would deal with so many enemies.

Until now, the Great Demon King that everyone targeted had not spoken a word.

[Doesn't Qingqiu know how to fight for it? If he were to open his mouth and accept some people, I'm sure many would stand aside and watch the battle. There might even be a lot of people who would help him.]

[At least 20,000 players remained on the field, although opponents slaughtered several of them in the previous battle.]

[It is already a miracle for 300 to fight against 9,000. Could Qingqiu use the 300 soldiers to fight against 20,000 players? What kind of joke is this?]

It bewildered several spectators. They hoped Richard could turn the tables but also hoped one would defeat him.

As everyone stared at Richard nervously, the corners of his mouth curled up. Yellow sand blurred his face with an enormously arrogant curve.

An indifferent voice resounded through the sky.

"All troops, do not leave a single one alive!"

Although the tone was taciturn, it instantly made the scalps of all the viewers in the live broadcasting room go numb.

[That was a troop of tens of thousands, and Qingqiu was so bold to give the order to attack?]

[What was he trying to do?]

[Was he going to take over a troop of a thousand by himself?]

[Three hundred troops could defeat nearly 30,000 troops?]

[How could one make a difference of a hundred times?]

The audience went crazy. The bullet comments were so dense that they couldn't see the screen.

Countless people in the audience were so excited that their blood boiled!

They wished they could ride their warhorses and charge into the battlefield!

It was the scene they waited for!

"Qingqiu! Qingqiu!"

The players on the square still hesitated at first.

When they heard this, they were about to explode.

"What did that mean?"

More than a hundred and tens of thousands of soldiers had gathered.

"How dare this referee gives the order to attack?"

"What was he trying to do?"

"Who gave him the courage to look down on them?"

"Even if he was Qingqiu, could he be invincible? Could it be that even with more than a hundred working together, they were not worthy of the other party feeling threatened?"

Anger instantly burned in their chests.

"You're so high and mighty. So today, I'll trample you and let you know the pain!

The players in the Demon King's Challenge against Richard were even more excited. They were determined to avenge their humiliation!

They gathered into a battle line troops' shattered morale.

Everyone only had one goal... Qingqiu!

Richard looked at the troop that surged. His eyes flashed with a bit of madness.

"Then, I'll let you witness the rise of Twilight City.

"Gunter, Xina, Alves, Renee.

"We don't need to hold back in this battle."

Four top-tier combat units. In addition to him, a desert ruler with glorious-level.

Five top-tier battle power.

The troops in his hands could not fight one against a hundred.

However, he would make everyone remember how dazzling Twilight City was.

The voice fell.

In the enemy's face, a hundred times their number.

Under the gazes of over ten billion spectators, Richard led his troops forward.

The final battle began.

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The ground instantly turned into a desert.

Then, countless grains of yellow sand surged up and condensed into yellow sand armor on all the soldiers.

Then, in the next second.

A massive wave of sand more than 30 meters tall suddenly rose from the ground and rolled toward the enemies who charged at them at high speed.

The enemies that charged felt their vision go dark as they saw a monstrous wave of sand come toward them. They wanted to avoid it, but it was too late.

Only the flying units managed to fly off the ground and barely escaped.

Soul-strapping sand waves drowned the rest of the troops.

That scene was comparable to a natural disaster.

Beyond A-rank, Yellow Sand Control.

Although this skill didn't have any additional damage attribute, it was like the ability to control steel in some movies and TV works. It could control sand to make all kinds of soul-stripping lethal attacks.

It was the core skill of this glorious-level.

One wave of attacks could wipe out at least two large groups of enemies.

The next moment.

Renee flashed to the center of the enemy.

She waved her hand.

A dark light gushed out.

At that moment.

All the soldiers within a hundred meters, with Renee in the center, felt the opponents threw their souls into a meat grinder.

They instantly shattered into pieces.

Before the troops could react.

Renee waved her hand.

A few hundred meters away.

The area with the densest troop.

'Bang!'

A pure black flame rose.

It instantly enveloped the surroundings.

Soul Flame.

Gradually, the troops could not rise, and terror extinguished their auras.

The steel longsword in Hina's hand bloomed with thousands of light rays. She slashed the sky in anger.

The world was silent.

The coalition forces that came in densely saw a bright light flash and lost consciousness the next moment.

It emptied a vast space in front of them.

Gunter rode on a skeleton blood dragon.

The Ball of Corruption in its hand pulled a long-tail flame and smashed into the most densely populated area of the enemy.

'Bang!'

A popping sound exploded.

It devoured all enemies within 50 meters with mighty corrosive magic.

No one could resist the corrosive effect of this A-rank magic, even if those soldiers wore armor.

Massive decay appeared on their bodies, and they died in pain.

But the moment they fell.

'Bang!'

High explosives seemed stuffed in their bodies and burst open.

A soul-strapping air wave swept all around.

The explosion quickly tore apart the surrounding troops who had just escaped.

This group of troops exploded again while they still breathed.

The scene was like the collapse of dominoes. One after the other, more exaggerated than being infected with the plague.

The soul-strapping lethality left the players heartbroken.

Several people didn't even have time to react. None of their troops remained alive.

'Bang!'

Everyone could hear a loud whistling sound.

The players in the back turned their heads and saw a colossal sandstorm swept all around.

Then the sandstorm burst into flames as if gasoline poured over it.

The most soul-stripping strikes attacked the surrounding troops.

The tens of billions of players in the live broadcasting room watched as the Twilight City troops suddenly erupted with attacks comparable to natural disasters repeatedly.

Heart shock.

Their hearts hit like never before.

Exploded tens of meters of sand waves.

The fiery sandstorm swept the heavens and the earth.

The black flames burned the soul.

Slit the sword light of heaven and earth.

The magic could detonate corpses in series.

Which skill was weak?

Unbelievable, incredible, shocking. Inexpressible emotions emerged in their hearts.

In the end, all eyes focused on the figure where grains of yellow sand shrouded its face.

Qingqiu.

He is the center of the world at this moment.