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

Chapter 393: Rotten Authority

Richard collected his scattered thoughts and turned his attention back to the rotten tree.

The first and second points of the Black Gold System were unacceptable.

Once the rotten tree regained power, the King of Decay would regain control of the authority.

‘Didn’t that mean the 333rd floor’s Lord of the Abyss, the King of Decay, had succeeded in his plan?

‘At that time, who knew how big a storm it would cause?’

It would probably affect half of the desert of death. And it was unknown whether Twilight City could avoid it.

At that time, even a glorious powerhouse like the Grand Duke of Frostwolf in Solan City would have a headache.

He was the ruler of an abyssal plane.

He had not heard of the holy water mentioned in the second notification. He had no chance of obtaining it. Moreover, destroying the rotten tree would not benefit him at all.

Only the third notification was the most valuable.

[Can consume divine power to snatch the decaying authority hidden in the decaying tree.]

[The rotten authority was the power of the abyssal rulers, terrifying existences above level 30.]

[Rule Force.]

It was not something ordinary power could compare to even if it was just a trace.

Richard took a few deep breaths and forcefully suppressed the throbbing in his heart.

His gaze gradually became heated.

He sought wealth and honor in danger.

With such a heaven-sent opportunity before him, it was worth a try, no matter how enormous the risk was.

Moreover, one hadn’t opened the connection between the abyss and the central plane.

The rotten tree had yet to revive, and Solan City did not know what they hid inside.

That gave him an empty slot where he did not receive any attention.

With a thought, the ancient god statue appeared in his hand.

Richard looked around.

“All troops, listen up. Clear the surrounding demons. No one is allowed to approach within a kilometer.”

A demon troop that couldn’t fly filled the ground.

The skeleton blood dragon and the stone statue of the dead had absolute air superiority.

Moreover, this was the desert of death.

Even if the flying demon troops appeared, the terrifying disorientation characteristic would let them experience what it meant to have the home ground advantage.

Richard gave the order.

One squadron of skeleton blood dragons and six stone statues of the dead immediately swooped down.

Thirty to forty meters above the ground.

‘Roar!’

Scarlet energy burst out from the skeleton blood dragon’s throat.

‘Puchi!’

It left a trail of flames dozens of meters long in the air.

There was no way for the demons to dodge.

The dragon’s breath would envelop and corrode their bodies into broken limbs like ice and snow melting at high-temperature even if their skin was rough and their flesh was thick.