[1-200] LORD OF THE WORLD: I BECOME THE LORD OF THE DESERT FROM THE START

Chapter 72: The Great Harvest

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation  Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

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The Poisonous Scorpion Warrior and the Axe of the Dead charged forward furiously while Gray forcefully controlled these desert wargs, which were not known for their defensive capabilities.

The undead soldier could still rely on its powerful strength to subdue the opponent when it encountered a rare-level soldier, even if the probability of triggering the Soul Execution was not high.

And the Scorpion warrior was even more so.

They were Rare 3-stars and level 6. Its two vast pincers were almost more terrifying than a cleaver.

‘Kacha! Kacha!’

A desert warg’s head would be chopped-off every time the pincers close.

The desert wargs had three teams, while the scorpion warriors had two, plus one and a half of the undead soldiers.

Almost one to one and a few more.

After Gray cast the curse word for the fourth time, the undead soldier of the Axe of the Dead chopped off the last desert warg’s head.

Throughout the entire process, other than the first two desert wargs that lost control and collided with the scorpion warriors, the troops of Twilight City did not suffer any damage.

Even these rare-level soldiers were pressed to the ground and unable to get up before they could display their strength.

[Elite Hero: Casting effect increases by 15%.]

[Curse Mage: A casting curse power increased by 70%.]

[Fetters: Curse-type spells and skills are used. Magic damage and effects increased by 50%.]

Richard re-checked Gray’s stats panel again.

Gray had three attributes that increased the power of his spells and the duration of curse words by a large margin of 5 seconds.

These wild desert wargs can get up halfway because they were a rare-level breed and possessed great strength.

If they were a rare species, they would not even be able to move.

Richard was in a great spirit of disposition.

Fortunately, he had the mummy’s heart provided by the [Where’s Your F*cking Italian Cannon]. Otherwise, he would have missed this A-rank hero.

It seemed that Richard would have to contact this lucky guy from time to time in the future. He loved to make friends the most…

[Ding~ The troop army you led annihilated a group of wild desert wargs and obtained victory in a miniature battle. You have earned 600 experience points.]

Richard gazed at the corpses of the wargs on the ground, and his face showed a bright smile.

It was another vast harvest.

“Throw on the side poisonous warg corpses that were just stung.”

In a battle, it was naturally impossible to think so much.

The Poisonous Scorpion Warrior troop lair did not have the characteristic of a Cursed Pharaoh that could draw out a curse. But those who were stung and poisoned could only give up.

After they cleaned up, it was fortunate that only three were stung.

The remaining 27 became Richard’s war trophy.

While he gazed at the size of a bison warg lying on the ground, the corner of his mouth quilled.

“We can upgrade Cursed Pharaoh’s troop lair to rare-level today. This requires 50,000 units of resources.