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



A figure appeared in the main hall of the Heavy Shield Guild, Northern Barbarian Empire.

Panen sat at the head of the long table. He bore an ugly expression.

This death had caused his level to drop by two.

His level went down from 17 to 15. Just the loss this time was immense.This chapter is updated by NoᴠelFɪre.net

The difficulty would increase with each level, let alone level 15 after 10.

It might take half a year or even longer if he wanted to level up to 17 again. And that was under the condition of high-intensity leveling.

He didn't benefit from this mission with a massive loss. That annoyed him the most.

The other resurrected players also suffered extreme washout.

The sullen look on Panen's face was complex. It was like one coerced a victim to give up a hundred yuan after being raped.

"Guild Master, what happened to the Great Immortal God? Has a dog eaten his brain? Why did he suddenly attack us?"

"I'm freaking curious. Why would a god be afraid of Qingqiu?"

"F*ck, this old dog doesn't care about martial ethics. I would have chosen the second choice if I had known earlier. I would bite even if I die!"

"What had Qingqiu done? How had he become so intimidating?"

The Heavy Shield Guild players were dumbfounded. 

A group of people wouldn't accept this.

They had never thought they would perish at the hands of that god.

How aggrieved.

Their mission was to help the god escape. They did not expect the dog to bite them back.

Panen's hatred for the Great Immortal God was even more intense than Qingqiu's.

However, why would the Great Immortal God do that? That was even the most intense doubt. 

"Qingqiu maintained an immense reputation among the players, but that couldn't scare a god to this extent, right?"

Furthermore, one had sealed this god for a long time. They wouldn't even know Qingqiu if the god didn't mention him.

They couldn't fathom the Great Immortal God's extremely illogical actions.

Panen waved his hand to stop everyone's discussion. He leaned forward slightly and pressed his right hand on the table. His eyes were deep in thought.

"Do you still remember what Qingqiu said at the end?"

"Isn't that guy always looked down on the Great Immortal God?"

"No, not this... Qingqiu was here for the centaur that guarded this sealed land! That is the main point!"

"We can infer from this that Qingqiu used some unknown method to subdue the original guardian of the sealed land."

"Therefore, the Great Immortal God might have encountered Qingqiu before…"

That puzzled the others.

"Guild Master, is there any connection between this? Qingqiu had already stepped on his nose. How could the Great Immortal God endure it?"

Panen's tone was sparingly complicated.

"This means… The Great Immortal God was afraid."

Panen's tone sounded heavier as he spoke.

"That's right, afraid..."

"Qingqiu must have a power that could threaten him, which is why he reacted so sternly!"

The room fell silent, and everyone felt incredulous.

"A method to threaten the gods? You must be joking."

Panen glanced at the one who spoke and said slowly, "He can even enslave transcendents… What do you think isn't possible?"

"Moreover, the Great Immortal God wasn't at his peak state. I'm afraid he doesn't even have one-tenth of Qingqiu's power."

Panen still found it hard to accept.

"However, no matter how weak he is, he is still a god! Even His Excellency Parton didn't dare to act rashly. Why?"

Panen heard Parton's name. His heart ached again.

He took a deep breath. He looked at the player and said, "Why? Was it because he was? Qingqiu?!!"

Everyone fell into silence.

He was Qingqiu.

This sentence didn't make sense. But the only convincing than any other reason.

The room finally fell silent.

'Tap!'

Footsteps came from afar. A few excited players entered the house afterward.

They saw Panen and immediately spoke excitedly.

"Guild Master, I heard one found a special area that seals gods?"

"After we finished our mission, we rushed back to support them!"

Paine looked at their high-pitched expressions and heaved a long sigh of relief. He slowly shook his head.

"That mission is no longer necessary… It's already over."

That stunned a few.

"It's over? So fast?"

The excited player exacerbated his jubilance.

"Guild Master, you're amazing! What treasure did the underlings get this time?"

Panen glanced at them and said nothing. He looked around and said solemnly, "Pass on my orders… No one from the Heavy Shield Guild members is allowed to enter the desert of death.

"Moreover, retreat if you encounter Qingqiu in any area or circumstances! I wouldn't allow anyone to have any conflict with Qingqiu."

"I would expel anyone who disobeys the order."

This inexplicable order made the players dumbfounded.

They were just asking what they had gained. How did it involve Qingqiu?

Panen finished speaking. He strode out and did not wait for them to return to their senses. In a few breaths, he disappeared.

The few players looked at their companions while they were in a daze.

"I said…What is going on? Did something happen to that instance dungeon? What does Qingqiu have to do with this?"

The players who had resurrected looked at the few people while they asked. And their expressions were very complicated.

Finally, a middle-aged player in his forties said bitterly, "We have failed this instance dungeon."

Their expressions changed.