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



Richard felt sparingly regretful when Windsor ultimately did not agree to his proposal to sacrifice first the kobold god to heaven.

The fall of a god had too many implications.

It could cause a vast negative impact if one didn't handle the aftermath well. Everything would waste if one ruined the plan.

Richard took out the ancient god statue and the imprisoned dog-headed god's soul clone in the prison after he followed her instructions.

The steel cage looked very loose, but it could firmly imprison souls.

The blurry, fog-like kobold god's clone soul immediately woke up without the ancient god statue suppression.

The distorted figure floated in the cage and charged out crazily.

However, it looked like one cut off all the sounds, like a silent pantomime.

Windsor glanced at it and then turned her attention to the ancient god statue in Richard's hand.

There was a subtle look in her eyes.

"Lord Richard, I didn't expect you would receive the recognition of an ancient god's relic.

"Every living being that comes into contact with the sacred object endures the corrosion of the ancient god's will. That is the power of laws, and there is no way to escape. As you block the corrosion, you could control the power within."

Richard frowned slightly. He remembered his first encounter with the ancient god statue. The existence was terrifying and distorted.

It almost devoured him long ago if not for the birth of Explosive Battle Tomahawk Shatterer.

Richard momentarily pondered then, raised his head to look at the faceless statue before him and slowly said, "Chairman Windsor, why is the ancient god statue like this?... 

"Strange?"

He wanted to say that it was hideous and terrifying…

Windsor smiled.

"The world is always foolish, judging the heart from the outside.

"The ancient gods aren't living beings. They don't have worldly desires, and the formation of their bodies is also related to their laws.

"Therefore, it seems that its form is special, to the extent that it exceeds the understanding of ordinary people."

Richard finally understood.

The ancient gods always gave him a disharmonious and strange feeling.

He did not expect there to be such a secret.

However, he also seemed to know why one could eliminate the ancient gods so quickly… Other than the gods stealing power, could it have something to do with being ugly?

Appearances were justice. This sentence was applicable in "Shining Era".

No one liked to see a life they could not understand or even feel physically uncomfortable.

Compared to the gods who currently controlled authority, the image of an ancient god was arduous to spread...

Richard momentarily pondered and slowly said, "Chairman Windsor, the ancient gods don't need believers. What's our main purpose for letting the Crimson Moon appear in the eyes of the world?..."

"Attacking the faith of the gods and shaking their foundations."

Windsor's tone was firm.

"Without the power of faith, the gods will weaken.

"It will reduce the difficulty of reviving the ancient gods."

Richard nodded and looked at the faceless statue before him. After a moment of hesitation, he spoke.

"President Windsor, the image of the ancient gods is not conducive for us to spread their deeds..."

He looked at her with a burning gaze.

"Perhaps, we can modify the image of the ancient gods to make it more in line with the aesthetics of most people..."

"Modification? Beauty?"

Windsor was shocked by Richard's words.

The ancient gods held a very high position in her heart, and one had long engraved her image. How could she change it just like that?...

Richard nodded affirmatively.

"The ancient gods have no desire for life. They don't care about their image. Then why can't they change it to an image more suitable for the public and recognized by everyone?"

"The original body of the ancient god doesn't need to be changed. When we publicize it, we can publicize the changed image as the avatar of the ancient god... As a god, it was normal for it to have a few clones, right?"

This bold suggestion made Windsor fall into a long silence.

The ancient gods were the embodiment of the rules. The Scarlet Moon wanted to revive them, and the most fundamental pursuit was to get rid of the gods with strong selfish desires.

Let the world return to its original order.

Therefore, Windsor's attitude towards the ancient gods was not the worship of believers towards gods. Instead, she regarded them as a rule.

They respected them, but they didn't worship them. They even vaguely regarded them as a tool to manage the entire world.

Therefore, Richard's proposal seemed outrageous and audacious at first glance, but on second thought… She also felt that there was room for manipulation.

At the very least, she didn't think this suggestion was impossible.

After she pondered for a long time, Windsor said slowly, "Lord Richard, this proposal… It's too special. I need to think about it before making a decision."

As she spoke, she stared at him, and her tone was a little subtle.

"In the past, someone always told me that the grace mainland overlord has no respect for anything."

"I didn't believe it at first, but now... Your Excellency has opened my eyes."

Richard thought of those idiots and smiled knowingly.

Players were known as the fourth calamity.

It was a pity they did not have the resurrection ability, so they were much more conservative. Otherwise, one could even slaughter the gods as they dared to show their health bars...

"Perhaps, this is also why we can become friends."

Richard shrugged.

"A normal person wouldn't discuss how to kill a god with you here."

Windsor smiled.

These words were true. Who would dare to blaspheme a common person?

They were the fearless grace mainland overlords.

"Lord Richard, the Crimson Moon will illuminate the world on the last day of December."

"Welcome to the ceremony."

Richard couldn't help but frown.

It was not the first time he had heard of the Crimson Moon rose into the sky.