Lord Of The World: I Become The Lord Of The Desert From The Start Chapter 839 - 839 Chapter 503: The Strange Swamp [3/3]

Chapter 839 - 839 Chapter 503: The Strange Swamp [3/3]

839 Chapter 503: The Strange Swamp [3/3]

Richard hadn’t seen such a treasure in the “s.h.i.+ning Era.”

Did the Dwarf G.o.d secretly place a divine artifact inside just now?

This harvest was too satisfying.

Richard laughed loudly. He controlled the sand to float up with a high spirit. He flew before the rotten crimson blood ball in the central area amidst the stench.

Nothing could trample into the flesh and blood below. Mud and gravel mixed in the swamp, and he interestingly looked at the bottom that held a few thin lines, like a balloon. That floated in the air like a rotten crimson blood ball.

He reached his right hand out, and the sand around him gathered into a sharp knife, which sliced a wound on his wrist.

Fresh blood immediately gushed out and dripped onto the ball of crimson blood.

His spiritual power also spread down.

A familiar voice sounded in his ears a few breaths afterward.

[Ding~ You have contracted the rotten swamp and obtained control of it.]

The system notification sounded, and Richard immediately felt a sense of familiarity towards the rotten flesh swamp below.

The energy abundantly flowed around him at the same time.

He opened the attribute panel and glanced. A buff appeared on it.

[Blessing of Mana: As the owner of the rotten swamp, your mana recovery speed increased by 50% in the swamp.]

He couldn’t help but laugh. Very good. A 1% increase would still be good.

He retracted his gaze, and information suddenly surged into his mind.

Richard’s eyes beamed.

The rotten crimson blood ball sent a message. The energy acc.u.mulated now was enough to produce five troop lairs.

The rotten swamp possessed the intelligence of a human at the age of eleven or twelve due to the integration of the planar power.

Communication made easy.

He unhesitantly gave the order to produce the lair with antic.i.p.ation.

The corpses, broken limbs, and blood formed the putrid swamp and rippled afterward.

Countless scarlet corpses squirmed and gathered inside, and the scene became horridly evil and terrifying.

This dark scene lasted for a few minutes before it gradually cleared.

The flesh and limbs gathered into irregular, twisted cylindrical lairs and quietly stood in the swamp.

They were about five meters tall and three meters wide. One could see a myriad of severed arms and body parts from afar stuffed into it. It was exceptionally horrible.

The Good Faction would hang Richard on the flag if the beings from here saw this.

[Ding~ The rotten swamp troop lair production has been completed.]

[Current Production: 5]

As the system notification rang out, the flesh and mud in the swamp gradually calmed down.

Richard immediately looked at the lairs.

[Limb Lair]

[Level: Rare]

[Recruitable Troops: Blood Killer (Rare 3-stars)]

[Weekly Production: 10]

[Recruitment Quant.i.ty: 20]

[Recruitment Requirement: Blood and Soul Energy.]

[Description: Rotten swamp produces the troop lairs. It will automatically collapse after one abandons it.]

There was no difference in the attributes of the lair, but its irretractability out of the rotten swamp indicated the uniqueness of this troop.

Richard glanced at the lair’s attributes and found that the nest had begun to squirm.

The waves in the rotten swamp that had just calmed down surged again, and tons of energy poured into it.

“Recruit troops!”

The rotten swamp did not need to be controlled by outsiders. It could recruit troops on its own.

‘Thud!’

A blood-inked arm suddenly stretched out from the lair of twisted limbs, and blood splashed everywhere.

The already chilling scene became even more s.h.i.+vering.

The second blood-inked arm stretched out. The arms grabbed both sides and forcefully tore open the lair made of corpses.

The creature bathed in blood.

It suddenly bent down and pressed its hands into the flesh and mud. That exposed them to the air.

The surrounding energy surged in the next second. It condensed into a trident made of white bones after a few breaths.

‘Cras.h.!.+’

The other party straightened its body and gripped its trident tightly. Its gaze swept in all directions.

The aura on its body was brutal.

It was only now that Richard could see the appearance of this unit.

It was a creature that was more than four meters tall. Its lower body was the same as the Naga’s snake body. Blood-red scales covered its st.u.r.dy and b.l.o.o.d.y body.

Its upper body was a mighty human body with two slender arms. The muscles were like dragons that were about to explode.

Horrendous barbs covered its arms. Each was more than 30 centimeters long and formed a natural armor.

A pair of long and narrow eyes were bloodshot. Brutality and cruelty engulfed its gaze.

It was like it was about to devour someone in the next second.

That was a pure dark lifeform.

Richard’s eyes gleamed. This unit was handsome. This sense of power and ferocity was something that no man could refuse. That was a war machine filled with the beauty of violence!

He opened the attribute panel.

[Blood Slaughterer]

[Level: 8]

[Potential: Rare 3-stars]

[Skills: Slaughter Stance (B-rank), Bloodl.u.s.t (B-rank), Berserk (B-rank), Brutal Strike (B-rank), Crippling Strike (B-rank), Extreme Charge (C-rank C)]

[Race Talent: Battle with blood. It will temporarily increase all attributes by 1% for every enemy killed. The more enemies killed, the mightier the temporary increase in strength.]

[Fetters-Rotten Swamp: A fight in the rotten swamp increases all attributes by 50%, and the blood slaughterer will be able to cooperate. That will upgrade the battle skills to the highest level.]

[Description: A soldier born from blood and corpses. They desire to kill.]

This troop was strong enough.

Its appearance was overbearing, and its attributes were also good. It was the first tier among the rare soldiers.

However, this level was sparingly low. That was the only regret.

The rare troops in the current situation couldn’t be of great use. It was arduous for them to be cannon fodder.

Richard had to upgrade the rotten swamp to level two as soon as possible and upgrade the soldier to glorious before the troops could use this.

Richard was in a good mood as he watched the five troop lairs continuously recruit blood slaughterers.

He was most satisfied with the rotten swamp that could level up.

That gave recruits generous potential.

The rotten swamp could even recruit glorious soldiers at level 6. That was tritium, and he had yet to see what it looked like.

He only had one transcendent soldier. The evil spreader was still studying how to preach in the underground world.

However, the rotten swamp would distinctly consume several resources to level up, although the reinforcement would not require rare resources. Flesh and souls weren’t necessarily simpler to obtain than rare resources.

He didn’t know the corpses he would need to level up to the maximum level.

However, he still had a thought.

He could not deny the smile on his face.

The holy land still devoured the planar power. The gains from conquering the Naga Plane were more than a hundred times richer than he had expected!

How convenient.

However, Loreina’s expression at this moment changed sparingly. She gravely looked toward a direction.

She said in a low voice, “Lord…The planar power will collapse too quickly, and an unfamiliar plane was about to connect to the Naga Plane.”

That shortly startled Richard. He looked at the rotten swamp with a playful expression.

At this time, the enemy came to the door… Was this considered hitting the muzzle of a gun?

“How much longer?”

“At most an hour…Lord, should we avoid it?”

“An hour?”

Richard felt good. He nodded and said, “Avoid? No. We don’t have to… Perhaps that came at the right time.”

“Right time?”

That perked Loreinna wide-eyed.

Richard’s tone carried a hint of antic.i.p.ation that she couldn’t understand.

“This land thirsts for blood…”