[401-600] LORD OF THE WORLD: I BECOME THE LORD OF THE DESERT FROM THE START

Chapter 474: Post-War Harvest

The moment Richard stepped into the hidden passage behind the yellow sand.

He felt a majestic power surge through his body.

He vaguely felt the entire desert cheered for him.

He sensed carefully, and he could see countless grains of sand over. The yellow sand condensed into a body, and the drifting soul found its home again.

Twilight City.

The residents worked, and they seemed to have sensed something and suddenly looked up at the sky.

Countless yellow sand flew up from outside the city and surged into the city.

A layer of golden light covered the flying sand under the setting sun. That gave people the feeling that golden sand flowed.

A dazzling cloak covered the entire sky.

He turned his head toward the surging sand. That was… The barracks?

The closer residents saw that all the sand had poured into the hero’s altar beside the camp.

The power of the yellow sand quickly condensed in the air.

An incomparably familiar aura appeared.

“My Lord!!!”

The entire city was in an uproar.

Their ruler had returned!

The body condensed from yellow sand above the altar gradually solidified amidst the cheers. That finally took shape.

The sand turned into flesh and blood. A figure wore a king’s crown with black and red stripes. And a king’s cape with dark patterns appeared.

He had a slender figure. His pitch-black eyes were as deep as the stars. His temperament was striking and outstanding, and he dazzled with his every move. It was like the world watched over him.

Richard could hear his heartbeat. He took a deep breath that intoxicated his eyes.

He was alive again.

The hero’s altar he obtained back then was a well-deserved divine artifact.

It gave him the confidence to take risks as he pleased. The foundation he had accumulated before was once again put to use.

It was comfortable.

His eyes refocused, and he leaned over to glance. Karu, Gunter, Gray, and Adele, several core executives of Twilight City, were present.

“Lord!”

“Lord Richard…”

A few of them were highly excited, and they all looked at him with burning gazes.

He was the only king of Twilight City, their leader. No one could imagine the consequences if something happened to him! Perhaps the entire city would fall apart.

Their loyalty belongs to Richard, whether the citizens, the troops, or the heroes.

That was the most fundamental core thought in everyone’s heart when they built Twilight City from scratch.

No one would waver.

Richard sensed their emotions, and he relaxed.

Smiles engulfed his eyes.

“Long time no see.”

As he spoke, he seemed to have thought of something and asked.

“Have Emily, Alves, and Treebeard resurrected?”