Dark clouds shrouded the night sky.
A figure looked into the distance and could only see darkness.
The sky was eternally silent, while the earth had a few more colors.
The figure stooped down, and the faintly discernible frosty white spider web reflected in its eyes.
On the spider web, pairs of tiny dark green eyes shone like fireflies. They covered the entire land and extended to a very close distance.
A hallucinatory beauty was still there, although one ignored its main body. It was like a figure was in a dream.
Suddenly, the tiny spider coiled on the spider web. It released a panicky hissing scream. It was like a vicious wolf stared at the little white rabbit, full of fear.
A giant twisted human-faced tree root descended from the sky. The terrifying power bombarded the ground and caused it to split open and the gravel to fly everywhere.
The thumb-sized spiders had even disappeared without a trace.
Some trampled spiders looked up. To them, the dark treant that seemed tall as the sky revealed before them.
The aura it emitted made them feel something had frozen their souls. In fear, they scattered in all directions.
No one paid attention to the tiny spiders on the ground. There were too many of them, and they could not kill all of them.
The god’s ancient tree moved forward quickly in the night. Dozens of roots waved in all directions like the tentacles of an octopus.
It could still cause exaggerated destructive power even if it were just a casual swing.
Richard sat behind Alves and looked down at the earth. He silently sensed everything.
The young centaur behind him half-leaned on his back. She yawned sleepily.
This young fellow hadn’t slept for a day and was sparingly dispirited.
The newly born level 19 boss on the ground, dark soul eater Kratos, stood before the god’s ancient tree. It allowed the giant twisted human-faced tree to lead forward.
Richard glanced at the combined bosses. He was in a good mood.
The two could sweep through the remaining spider churches together without outside interference.
It would require several large teams of troops to encircle and suppress a boss of the same level.
The number of troops needed would be several times more if it were at the level of the god’s ancient tree.
The battle power of the boss unit had already exceeded the usual range.
That was the power of a natural disaster.
They symbolized power.
“Father, have we arrived?”
A slightly dazed voice came from behind him. Richard turned to look at the young centaur, half-leaned on his back. Her head drooped. But she tried hard to resist the sleepiness. He found her funny.
Outsiders would find it hard to imagine that such a brave warrior on the battlefield would be so adorable off the battlefield.
He patted her little head.
“We’re almost there… You don’t have to participate in the next battle. Rest well.”
The young centaur pouted when she heard this.
She mumbled with her eyes blurred.
“Father, I want to go to… Please, don’t leave me. I want to fight… Battle…”
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[401-600] LORD OF THE WORLD: I BECOME THE LORD OF THE DESERT FROM THE START
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