[201-400] LORD OF THE WORLD: I BECOME THE LORD OF THE DESERT FROM THE START

Chapter 303: Rampaging And Killing in All Directions

Richard commanded Alves to charge into the troop of players and start a massacre.

His attitude was overbearing.

No one could block the damage of a Beyond A-rank skill.

The exaggerated corrosiveness became the nightmare of the opponents. They would turn bloody as long as one was in contact with Twilight City troops.

The burning power of blood became a natural shield.

They would be like sheep entering a tiger’s mouth if the enemy wanted to get close to attack.

The defense troops would directly devour them.

Richard had only two battle units, but no one could stop him with Alves at his back and call.

The players at the back had ugly expressions on their faces. They had hoped that the air force could suppress the Twilight City troops.

However, they didn’t expect the dragon alone could throw the entire troop into chaos.

“Increase the distance! Spellcaster, long-range attack!”

The harpy hero was shocked and angry at this moment. He constantly commanded the troops to adjust the direction of the attack.

However, Alves’ flying speed was too fast. It was simply a fantasy for ordinary flying troops to distance themselves from the giant dragon.

In the end, the other party gritted his teeth and used three squadrons of close-battle soldiers as shields to forcefully block Alves’ path.

At this moment, Twilight City troops had killed a third of the air force.

Only then did the remaining troops start to attack from a distance.

The elves on the horned eagles began to cast nature magic.

Some of the soldiers had a unique glow on their bodies.

The next moment, the arrow whistled out.

Finally…

Scars appeared on Alves’s body.

The crystal skeleton had crisscrossed cracks.

But before they could get excited…

As the blood-colored light surged, the cracks returned to their initial state.

The harpy hero took a deep breath and adjusted his strategy again.

However, the players’ flying troops were like moths to a flame in the face of absolute strength. It would melt them into charcoal of the scorching fire, no matter how crazy they were.

Many people felt sour as Richard slaughtered in the live broadcasting room.

Why didn’t they have such a strong hero?

All made up their minds to get themselves a dragon as a mount in the future.

Not for anything else, just because he was handsome.

The dragon flew in all directions and soared through the sky.

The sky battlefield had become Alves’s performance venue.

The flying troops had become the background board which made the troops appear supremely ferocious.

The Black Dragon Knight in charge saw this scene, and his expression turned colder.

He was shocked and angry.

“Qingqiu was simply inhumane!

“A single person slaughtered thousands of dimensions. Wasn’t this the same as picked their faces and rubbed them on the ground?