Global Lords: Start as a Desert Lord

Twenty minutes later, when a half-snake man who was still panting under the corpse was stabbed.

A system notification sounded in Li Cha's ear.

"Ding~ The army you led wiped out a group of dungeon clan troops led by a hero, and won a small battle. You gained 5 experience points."

"Current Experience: Level 9 (75/100)"

After killing dozens of troops in the dungeon, his experience soared to level 9 at 65/100 million.

After returning to attack the ancient tree of evil and the dark temple, he gained a lot of experience.

At this time, there is only one step away from level 10.

"However, the higher the level, the lower the experience gained from hunting arms. This is also a big problem."

The sunset glow in the sky has not yet dissipated, and the cold and bright moon has emerged.

The battlefield, which was very fierce just now, is now quiet.

Li Cha could only hear the sound of the wind and his own heartbeat.

In front of him, the corpses of the dungeon clan soldiers were piled up into a hill.

At the top, the huge body of the headless four-armed and half-snake man is particularly conspicuous.

Li Cha didn't pay attention to this, and at this moment he stood beside the corpse of the Wyvern covering the ground and looked around.

These are the trophies he hunted with his own hands.

I feel very comfortable.

After counting, the corpses of Wyverns exceeded three squadrons.

The post-war harvest is always a joy to behold.

Twilight City's current highest-level troop—the Crown 1-star Skeletal Blood Dragon, needs to be recruited from the corpses of giant dragons or hybrid dragons.

Even counting the loss of recruitment, these hundreds of Wyverns can still recruit several teams of Skeletal Blood Dragons.

This is a huge gain.

These Wyverns can completely make up for the losses caused by the opponent's attack on Twilight City last time, and even have a lot to spare.

So comfortable.

Li Cha, who was in a good mood, saw Gray, who was searching behind, return, and asked immediately.

"Grey, have you found any treasures and resources?"

Gray shook his head.

"Master, no valuable treasures have been found here, and the steel knife on the half-snake hero is just an ordinary weapon..."

Li Cha turned his head and glanced at the four-armed and half-snake corpses piled among the corpses.

Is this guy so poor?

Just as he was about to say something, Gaunt suddenly escorted a caveman with a bent body and an ugly face.

"Master, I found this caveman in a crack."

Li Cha looked at the caveman who was arched like a deformed human, and frowned.

These guys are too ugly.

The trembling caveman looked at Li Cha's displeased expression and felt that his life was about to be lost.

Immediately shouted in a trembling voice.

"Great master, I beg you to forgive me, I am willing to submit to the great you..."

After speaking, he looked at the other party unmoved, and immediately became anxious.

"Master Master, I still know where the night elves are being held!"

The caveman's lingua franca had a strange accent, and it sounded extremely strenuous.

The other party said it several times before Li Cha understood what it meant.

Originally he wasn't interested, but the name night elf made his eyes light up.

"Night Elf?"

"That's right, the great master, that night elf grows extremely handsome, such an existence should be dedicated to the great you!"

Li Cha waved his hand angrily, too lazy to listen to this guy's nonsense.

Quickly let Gray take him to bring that night elf back.

After the other party left, he looked at Gunter.

"Gaunt, I need you to summon all these wyvern corpses into bone blood dragons."

Gaunt hesitated.

"Master, these Wyverns don't have enough strength in their bodies. I'm afraid it takes a few to recruit a Bone Blood Dragon."

The Bone Blood Dragon was recruited from the corpses of Templar Dragoons, which were level 19 troops.

These level 10 arms are simply incomparable.

Li Cha is no exception. If the Skeleton Blood Dragon had such a good move, it wouldn't be a crown-level unit.

"Do your best"

Gaunt held his chest.

"As you wish."

After Gaunt went down to prepare, not long after, a fair-skinned night elf who was tightly bound by chains and wore close-fitting leather armor was brought up.

Li Cha looked up and down a few times. Although the other party was very embarrassed, his exquisite face and uneven figure still gave him a strong visual impact.

Especially the person who bound him, who didn't know how to operate it, just happened to bind his chest extremely tight.

And very artistic.

It's like the quintessence of an island country... full of strong temptations.

Still, shouldn't night elves have black skin?

Why so white?

Just about to ask.

Suddenly my chest felt hot.

Ok?

Li Cha frowned, and reached out to take out an object with a strong dark atmosphere from his arms.

Statues of old gods.

At this moment, this special treasure obtained from the dark temple is emitting a gloomy light.

When he was wondering.

The system prompt sounded.

"Ding~ I found a soul that contains divinity, and it fits more than 99% with the statue of the old ancient god. Do you want to absorb it?"

Li Cha stared at the fair-skinned night elf with wide eyes.

A soul that contains divinity? ?

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Chapter 195 Great Harvest, Divine Life (3600 words)

Divinity is the source of the power of the gods, which is equivalent to the blood power of ordinary life.

It was a miraculous existence far beyond the imagination of mortals, containing infinite power.

Li Cha looked at the night elf with a delicate and beautiful face, fair skin, and a huge chest because of the chains in front of him.

For a while the expression was quite wonderful.

He never imagined that in this place, he could satisfy the soul of the old statue of the ancient god.

Did Lady Luck do something unspeakable to him last night while he was asleep?

This is too comfortable...hahaha.

In the future, if there is nothing to do, he can come more, he can still bear it.

Next time, it's better to pick up a few artifacts without incident.

It took a few deep breaths to suppress the excitement in my heart.

This wave of blood earned!

Not to mention that hundreds of wyvern corpses can recruit dozens of crown troops, this divine soul alone can be called a big harvest.

Just as he was about to make a choice, suddenly, an extremely terrifying aura emanated from the bound night elf.

At this moment, it seemed that an abyssal demon capable of destroying the world was born in his body.

It was like the coercion of a ten thousand zhang high mountain collapsing.

In an instant, the soul fires of the surrounding troops swayed crazily under that coercion, like a candle in a storm, which might be extinguished at any time.

Li Cha's expression changed.

The power of evil gods!

When the Ankam evil god of the Dark Temple revealed its aura, it was extremely similar to this power.

Under the impact of the extremely tyrannical breath, the thumb-thick chain made a crisp sound.

Large cracks began to appear.

The strong chains are as fragile as muddy at this moment.

At this moment, Li Cha felt an unspeakable danger.

Every cell in the body is warning him.

He smelled death.

Without any hesitation, with a thought, he activated the statue of the ancient god in his hand.

all of a sudden.

The dark aura from the statue surged out, directly covering the night elf.

The frightening coercion of the evil god seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, forming a phantom, roaring wildly and breaking free.

At the same time, the roars of countless abyssal demons sounded in Li Cha's ears, as if he was in a sea of ​​blood full of resentful spirits.

The gloomy light of the old statue of the ancient god transformed into countless ferocious arms, forcibly pulling the twisted soul out of the night elf's body.

A face was that of a night elf, but a spirit with demon wings growing from behind appeared in the air.

The opponent's unreconciled madness impacted the light of the old statue of the ancient god.

The devil's howl that came from Li Cha's ear became more sharp and terrifying. When ordinary people hear it, they may fall into madness in an instant.

And the light emitted by the statue is like the strongest cage, no matter how it hits, everything will be ineffective.

Countless illusory arms dragged away the divine soul bit by bit.

When the soul completely entered the statue, the terrifying coercion and the roar of resentment that pierced the eardrums suddenly disappeared.

As if nothing had happened, the only sound in the air was the sound of the wind blowing over the rocks.

At this time, the gloomy light emanating from the statue of the old ancient god became more and more permeating.

Li Cha wiped the sweat from his forehead and let out a long breath.

He was just a bystander, but the coercion still made him almost breathless.

Only now did he intuitively realize the power of the divine soul.

It is a kind of pressure brought by the level of life, which seeps into the soul.

Even though his talent is exaggerated enough, he still cannot be exempted.