NovelEnglishLord Of The World: I Become The Lord Of The Desert From The Start
Chapter 897 519: The Siege At Ell Kingdom [3/3]
However, Twilight City troops had reached an exaggerated peak after this round of violence.
Crown Troop Lairs
1. Scorpion Warrior (Lairs: 20, Weekly Production: 140, Current Quantity: 1,210)
2. Guardian Mummy (Lairs: 3, Weekly Production: 30, Current Quantity: 210)
3. Sand Condensation Archer (Lairs: 10, Weekly Production: 50, Current Quantity: 885)
4. Sandstorm Controller (Lairs: 20, Weekly Production: 100, Current Quantity: 1,100)
5. Stone Statues of the Dead (Lairs: 20, Weekly Production: 200, Current Quantity: 1,600)
6. Guardian Mummy (Lairs: 10, Weekly Production: 100, Current Quantity: 900)
7. King of the Imperial (Lairs: 13, Weekly Production: 130, Current Quantity: 680)
8. Skeleton Blood Dragon (Lairs: 0, Weekly Production: 0, Current Quantity: 200)
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1. King of the Imperial (Lairs: 3, Weekly Production: 30, Current Quantity: 270)
Richard looked at the data on the attribute panel. That particularly enlivened his good mood.
That was especially true for the stone statues of the dead. Initially, these soldiers had 11 lairs. But at the beginning of the month, he had started to nurture a batch of soldiers needed for fusion–the Axe of the Dead, the Dark Gargoyle.
Richard successfully produced nine dead stone statues from a fusion. That increased the lairs from 11 to 20.
The weekly production increased to 20 teams.
"We almost have dropped hundreds of crown soldiers for recruiting troops that required generous resources."
Richard stood in the front yard of the Lord's Mansion. He looked at the dense troop and sighed.
The first step was always to upgrade. The recruitment that required resources every week was the paramount step.
This troop had reached the critical point of Twilight City. He couldn't withstand it anymore.
He couldn't upgrade these troops unless resources were abundant.
Just a thought of it wouldn't satisfy his hunger.
This wave of soldiers again widened the gap between Twilight City and the other lords.
At present, results riveted the overall level of the players at the rare level, and the elite resources produced the glorious soldier types.
The higher the level of the troops, the more difficult it was to obtain.
The plane exploration allowed some players to reap abundant benefits, but this could not change the fact.
The crown-level troops existed among the top few players. They only had a portion of them.
One or two squadrons must have happened to complete some mission.
The Twilight City owned well-established troops.
Richard had already pulled away from the players.
He had never paid any attention to the players such as Lolita, the Spider Goddess, the Decay King, or the Kobold God.
Richard doused himself down and eased out a long sigh.
He looked at the soldiers beside him.
"Blow the horn and gather the troop… I'm leaving for the Ell Kingdom."
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Cataclysmic fete crisscrossed the Ell Plane, Ell Kingdom.
Lightning flashed in the sky among the dark clouds and emitted dull booms.
A burly figure over three meters tall with a blood-colored cloak held onto the city wall of the capital with one hand while the other held a sword that had yet to be unsheathed at his waist.
Murderous gaze veiled his square face, and his blue eyes were deep and cold.
His body had belched a faint bloody aura. It was like he had just killed his way out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Its essence palpitated people's hearts.
The blood-colored crown on his head added a bit of nobility to him.
A multitude of heavily armored warriors stood behind. The golden armor on their bodies made them look dignified and riveting.
A myriad of flying soldiers in the sky rigorously protected the city wall.
A moment later, the burly square-faced figure slowly turned around. Its dangerous gaze swept around and stopped on a general with a cold expression.
"Have the two remaining members of the royal family of Ell made any new movements recently?"The source of this content is Novᴇ(l)Fɪre.net
The general lowered his head and straightly looked into his eyes as he spoke in a deep voice.
"Great Nobility, the remaining members of the Ell Royal Family made arrangements with the other planes according to the Grace Mainland Lord… And it was very likely that it was the Primary Plane."
"Primary Plane… The birthplace of the gods was something that people yearned for."
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