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



The rulers of the various planes and their brains gradually discovered the pattern as the number of golden fruits dropped increased.

Firstly, the tree that bore the golden fruit did not seem to exist in this plane. The soldiers could not find any traces of it, no matter how they searched.

Secondly, as the number of soldiers killed increased, the ripeness of the golden fruits would enormously increase.

From this, one could infer that those golden fruits matured when they absorbed flesh and blood.

Perhaps the swamp of flesh and blood under their feet was the main body that nurtured the golden fruit. The giant tree devoured its energy through some invisible spatial rifts.

That could also explain why the swamp swallowed the dead soldiers on the battlefield.

Several soldiers had died. They must have all become nutrients for the golden fruit now.

It was most likely that the abomination tree nurtured the golden fruit to protect itself from the surrounding blood mist.ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novelenglish.net . (f)ire

Everything made sense with this deduction!

Various planes discovered a myriad of 'real situations.' Those who held power issued a cruel and bloody order–increase the military input.

Why not let the enemies around them pay a higher price if corpses could speed up the ripening of fruits?

The soldiers tremendously focused on the place where the golden fruit fell.

Each fell in the same spot every time each ripened.

That gave everyone a clear goal to fight for.

Richard was the mastermind behind the scene and the fisherman with the fishing rod. He felt that the rotten swamp grew stronger at an unprecedented speed. The smile on his face was generously wide.

The team that combined the god's ancient tree, the lion of greed, and the god of deception had an exaggerated effect. It was somewhat beyond Richard's expectations, although he had already guessed this plan would work, 

The effect was simply blissful.

The distortion of greediness suppressed rationality, and desire dominated the will.

The soldiers ignored the various illogical aspects of the golden fruit. Everyone only had one thought, and that was to possess it.

Moreover, some dimensions absorbed those who weren't active in the battle under Richard's deliberate control after the golden fruits fell a few times.

Then, those planes changed their attitudes and participated in the war on a large scale.

That intensified the battlefield. The rotten swamp felt like it had eaten its fill.

"Treebeard, the ripening of the golden fruit, you maintain the frequency of producing one fruit for every 100,000 deaths.

"Focus also on the planes that don't contribute much during the distribution."

Richard stroked the soft fur of the Greed Lion with a playful look.

"The temptation of only looking and not eating will quicken several people up in the long run.

"The essence of fishing is... If we let the fish eat the bait."

The god's ancient tree calculated that about ten thousand people could condense the energy of one golden fruit.

But now, he could harvest 90% of them.

This action would also allow those rulers to taste the golden fruits.

They would invest their troops at all costs once their strength increased. 

They realized the golden fruit could consume life force to accelerate its maturity, and various large factions tacitly sent more troops. That was the best proof.

The higher-ups in the fantasy world were always greedier, and at the same time, they did not care about the lives of the lower-ups.

A total of 26 planes had connected to the Naga Plane.

Big and small kinds of creatures had linked to the Naga Plane. Tai long guarded the rotten swamp but could not determine how many lives there were in these planes.

Richard watched the troop of 100,000 for the drop point of each golden fruit. It made him feel better.

He stroked the soft fur of the Greed Lion and looked at the figure beside him.

"Your Excellency Tai Long, the situation has already stabilized. I'll leave everything here to you.

"As long as we maintain the rhythm, the rulers of those planes will send their soldiers to the rotten swamp to become nourishment for the golden fruit."

That was indisputable, although the words were cruel.

He did not have time to stay in the rotten swamp. The troop outside had already gathered, and he had decided to attack the obelisk.

Tai Long was just about to speak when his expression paused. He turned his head to look to the side.

"Lord Richard, the rotten swamp nurtured a special life form and is about to rise."

Tai Long finished speaking. A unique aura surged from the rotten swamp.

The rotten crimson blood ball buried in the blood mud floated up.

Richard looked around and saw the crimson blood ball was now like a blood-filled balloon. It expanded to an exaggerated extent.

It was more than three meters in diameter, and its surface was twisted and strange. It was like some evil creature laid an egg.

At the bottom, a few blood threads pulled the rotten crimson blood ball. That caused the ball to sway in the air.

Richard could sense it still continuously transmitted energy to the rotten crimson blood ball.

'Bang! Bang!'

'Bang! Bang!'

The rotten crimson blood ball rose into the air. A powerful drum-sound heartbeat resounded in the air.

Richard's heartbeat rang for less than a minute.

'Thud!'

The entire rotten crimson blood ball was like a blown-up balloon. It exploded, and blood splattered everywhere.

'Puchi!'

A bloody figure landed in the rotten swamp. It splashed water everywhere.

Richard looked over.

A monster over four meters tall appeared in his line of sight.

Its lower body was a blood-red snake, and twisted symbols covered its palm-sized scales.

Its upper body was human, and a sense of compelling strength filled its powerful body.

A row of hideous barbs grew out from the back of its neck that extended directly to its tail.