Lord Of The World: I Become The Lord Of The Desert From The Start Chapter 838 - 838 Chapter 503: The Strange Swamp [2/3]

Chapter 838 - 838 Chapter 503: The Strange Swamp [2/3]

838 Chapter 503: The Strange Swamp [2/3]

The pale white energy at this moment finally dissipated, and the statue flew back into Richard’s hand.

Richard heard the exhausted voice of the Dwarf G.o.d when he held the statue.

“It’s been quite some time since I’ve had the feeling of using my strength to change the world… I wish I could walk freely on the earth.”

The Dwarf G.o.d sighed softly but quickly got down to business.

“Lord Richard, this piece of land has inherited a portion of this planar power and has become a unique treasure…In other words, this land had come alive.

“The rotten crimson blood ball in the center is a treasure.

“You will become its master and completely control this land if you use your blood and soul power to form a contract.

“You could even adamantly reinforce this land if you continued to feed blood and souls.

“Inside are a myriad of extraordinary things. You can explore yourself.

“I’m a little tired…Wake me up when you bring my descendant here. I need to sleep.”

The Dwarf G.o.d finished speaking and fell silent without getting a reply from Richard.

Richard still responded and set the statue away, whether the dwarf could hear him.

The Dwarf G.o.d had helped him numerous times, and Richard would remember this.

He would help if he could.

Perhaps this was also why the Dwarf G.o.d had always invested in him.

Richard shook his head and retracted his thoughts. He looked at the rotten crimson blood ball in the center of the flesh swamp with antic.i.p.ation.

“Revitalize the land?”

The land became life. It came to life. No matter how he listened, it sounded intensely captivating.

He opened the attribute panel. Detailed information appeared before him.

[Rotten Swamp]

[Special]

[Level: 1 (Upper limit: Level 6)]

[Range: 10 kilometers in diameter (10 kilometers increase for every level)]

[Recruitable Troop Lair: None]

[Garrison Hero: None]

[Special Characteristic: 1. It can automatically produce a rare-level troop lair every week.

[Production Limit: 20. Every level up increases the upper limit by 10.]

[Note 1: The lairs placed from the outside world are not counted in the number automatically produced. The maximum number at one level is 10. The limit increases by 10 for each.]

[Note 2: For every level increase, the level of the automatically produced troop lair will increase by one level (Next level: Glorious), weekly production +1 (Next level: Maximum Production, 3 per week)

[Note 3: It can consume flesh and soul to speed up the production of the lair.]

[2. You will automatically recruit soldiers placed in the rotten swamp. The resources required for recruitment are blood and souls.]

[3. You cannot place ordinary troops in the rotten swamp.]

[4. The rotten swamp automatically recruits soldiers. You must not abandon the swamp for a long time. You must return within three days from departure. Otherwise, your soul will dissipate, and you will die immediately.]

[Description: Planar power integrated with this land. Blood, souls, and the fusion of a G.o.d’s divine power made its characteristic generously unique.]

Richard showed adamant interest after he read the information about the rotten swamp.

Another similar treasure appeared in his mind–the land of quicksand.

The quicksand mainly used its traps, while the rotten swamp lacked the power to attack. That was the sterling deviation.

‘Its main damage point is?

‘Production lair.

‘That’s right. The rotten swamp could produce its lair!!’

Richard checked it a few times to ensure he made no mistakes.

He had been in the “s.h.i.+ning Era” for so long. But this was a treasure that could automatically produce a lair. That was his first time to witness such.

The rotten swamp could automatically recruit soldiers. That was even more amazing. The recruitment did not require conventional resources but flesh and soul.

That was relatively interesting.

That lifted Richard’s spirits. He glanced at the attributes a few more times and began to calculate carefully in his heart.

[The current level of the rotten swamp was one and could produce a rare-level troop lair every week.]

[It could produce two glorious-level troop lairs weekly at the one or two levels upgrade in the rotten swamp.]

[The weekly production number would reach the maximum level of three, and the number of lairs produced would reach crown-level.]

[You could have three radiant moon-level troop lairs at level 4. You would have three glorious troop lairs at level 5 and transcendents at six!]

[The level 1 rotten swamp had a limit of 20 lairs, which meant it would stop producing after 20. That was even more lucrative.]

Unless one had missed or destroyed resources.

[After that, every level up would increase the upper limit by 10.]

[One could automatically produce 70 lairs at level 6 of the rotten swamp.]

[Moreover, this output did not require the consumption of rare resources, and investment was unnecessary.]

Richard couldn’t help but enjoy a surge of emotion.

It was like he had made a ma.s.sive profit this time.

He wouldn’t have to invest resources in the future and could incessantly harvest high-level troops as long as he could raise the level of the rotten swamp.

He could even obtain a glorious-level soldier when he reached the maximum production level. That was f*cking defying heavens!

The soldiers of the rotten swamp couldn’t leave for a long time. They had to return within three days. That was the only flaw.

Perhaps the paramount regret and limitation.

The system must have enormously restricted other players, but Richard had the void sandworm, a void lifeform that could open a spatial gate.

Richard could open a spatial gate whenever suitable and necessary to transport the troops.

‘Was three days not enough to fight a war?’

The corners of Richard’s mouth curled up.