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

The system notification fell, and the players exploded.

The forum became extremely lively.

"F*ck, what's going on? Can we directly obtain authority? Moreover, there are 100,000 people. Do they have that much authority?"

"Five hundred thousand years ago, something must have stopped the New Era, and the gods could continue. It's terrifying to think about it, Brothers."

"Our main mission in the 'Shining Era' is to start a New Era. Who was so generous as one to pull the entire world? The God of Creation?"

"F*ck, the blessed one wants to be enemies with the gods? Was this a f*cking reward or punishment? My scalp is numb."

"All players automatically join the creator of the new era? Isn't this making us, the players of the sect camp, automatically betray the sect?"

Several turbulent reshuffles and changes in expansion packs happened, and the players dropped from the initial 20 billion to less than 5 billion.

Those who could survive were all elites under the waves.

No one dared to ignore the players with such a turbulent background.

However, many people also realized the complicated relationship between them. This expansion pack was arduous to complete.

This time, the players were separated.

As expected, a storm surged when this news spread through the players' mouths who had sided with the natives.

Those in power discovered the war of gods 500,000 years ago had stopped the arrival of the New Era, and their attitudes became even more complicated.

Since there was a precedent, didn't that mean? He would fail this time.

Moreover, the Grace Mainland Lords shouldered this heavy responsibility, which made them even more worried.

"So this was why the Grace Mainland Lords came to the Mortal Plane. However, the system destined them to be enemies with the gods, so why are they called Grace Mainland Lords?"

Many people in power sensed the subtlety of this change, but the complicated relationship behind it was impossible to explore.

The system closed all live broadcasts on the live stream section. That is after the heated discussion.

Then, 100,000 new live stream rooms appeared.

There were two images in each live stream room. One centered around the people blessed by the world's will, and the other was the players' territory.

Many players were dumbfounded when they saw themselves live streaming.

Then, they started to get excited. Were they chosen? Was he about to obtain authority?

However, the system suppressed this excitement before it could rise. These players had become the enemies of the gods.

No, not only the gods, but any human being was their enemy.

That was because killing them would give them the authority to drop.

As the news spread like wildfire, billions of players began to check the live stream to see which lucky or unlucky person would be.

Soon, they discovered that the favored players were all big shots. They were either the guild leaders of large guilds or top-tier players with high reputations on the forums. 𝒇𝒓𝓮𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝒐𝓿𝓮𝓵.𝒄𝒐𝙢

This discovery made the players heave a sigh of relief. After all, if it was these big shots, there was still hope.

However, that dissatisfied the players. They began to search through the 100,000 live-streaming rooms.

Soon, they found the live broadcast room that they wanted to see.

The system names the live stream based on the player's ID on the forum. One labeled this live stream with an ordinary ID.

Qingqiu.

There was no need for any description or explanation. The two words Qingqiu were enough to prove everything.

He was powerful and was representative of the players!

Just the name of the other party was enough to make them feel safe during the chaos.

What was Qingqiu doing at this moment? Was he ecstatic? Or was he afraid of the hunting of the gods?

They would click out of curiosity. The players must see this live broadcast room.

However, the scene inside stunned everyone when they entered the live broadcast room.

He could choose two scenes in the live broadcast room. One was a yellow sand-covered figure. It sat quietly in a room and talked to a few people. However, something must have blocked these people's voices, so he could not know what they talked about.

Moreover, one could not do lip-reading under the interference of some power.

This scene was typical. Most of the favored ones in the other live streams were the same.

The other scene was the complete opposite of the calm one here.

Endless devils were from the Ninth Hell!

Its aura was ferocious, its eyes were scarlet, its face was green, and it had fangs. It had a long tail on its back and two horns on its head.

The number of these evil symbols in the Mortal Plane was so great that one couldn't describe them with words.

The audience in the live broadcast room would feel as if they were there.

They looked down from the sky, and just a peek at this scene would make their body tremble.

The surging black tide was even more terrifying than a tsunami.

There were so many demons, but they were all doing the same thing. Siege!

The residents built a city on corpses and blood! They had to attack that city.

Corpses had long covered the yellow sand around Twilight City! Most people could not even tell that this was originally a desert from the battlefield!

Only when one looked to the end could one barely see the exposed sand under the demons' feet.

The terrifying attacks of the demon troop suffocated all the players who entered the live stream.

Many people widened their eyes and even forgot to breathe.