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

It was worth it, although the reinforcement had cost more than 20 million ordinary resources.

This troop was the pillar one could not exchange for money.

With a thought, the yellow sand on his body surged and enveloped all the sandstorm controllers.

Sand Transformation...

Although the other party could turn into a sandstorm, Sand Transformation was not a burden. In the future, he could still withstand it when he ran out of people.

However, in this way, his idea of cultivating a long-range attack soldier was temporarily in vain.

It wouldn't be too late to nurture it in the future. It would not be a loss to such a powerful troop.

Richard looked at the sandstorm controller and waved his hand.

"Everyone, follow me."

He then turned around and left Twilight City. They arrived more than ten kilometers away.

A squadron of sandstorm controllers followed.

These guys were off the ground, and their speed in the desert was faster than an average person's running speed.

This satisfied Richard.

Richard gave another order when there was no one around.

"Everyone, turn into a sandstorm… Attack!"

The sandstorm controller did not hesitate and instantly activated his most powerful skill.

The body of the sandstorm controller at the front instantly scattered like a plate of loose sand and formed a mini-sandstorm around him.

The other sandstorm controllers followed closely behind. They turned into sandstorms and merged into each other's bodies.

The sandstorm began to expand at high speed.

When a squadron of sandstorm controllers turned into a sandstorm, it enveloped the area within a hundred meters of Richard.

Hurricanes swept the sand and made a violent noise. The whistling sound was like the low roar of a demon.

It gave off a terrifying feeling that sent chills down one's spine.

At the same time, the sand was like a sharp knife. It could cause enormous damage if it hit a place without armor protection.

Richard's eyes lit up as he formed a yellow sand armor. That was an essential skill.

He sent orders again.

"Go all out!"

The whistling sound in his ears instantly increased by a hundred times as soon as he finished speaking.

It was as if thousands of demons that hid in hell roared at the sky.

It increased the strength of the sand by ten to twenty times.

Bullets seemed to have hit the armor on his body and incessantly exploded.

The sandstorm that was still very wide just now gradually condensed. After a few breaths, a sandstorm dragon that could devour everything condensed.

Death Tornado.

Richard felt as if countless razors cut the yellow sand armor and shattered at a rapid rate.

It would have shattered in less than ten seconds if he hadn't used magic to repair it.

At the same time, the surrounding sand suddenly condensed and formed a solid yellow Sand Prison. It forcefully imprisoned him inside.

Yellow Sand Prison.

The prison filled with magic power could provide additional energy to the sand that passed through. The damage it could cause the enemy enormously increased.

Richard felt the space around him locked, and he couldn't even teleport away.

That was not the end.

In the sandstorm tornado, hundreds of three-meter-long spikes quietly condensed.

Under the terrifying wind speed of the tornado, the spikes were ten times or a hundred times more ferocious than the heavy crossbows fired by the siege crossbows.

Sandstorm Thorn.

'Kacha!'

Hundreds of dense thorns shot out, and Richard's Yellow Sand Armor exploded.