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

Chapter 500: Dungeon Advanced Race-Naga

Sel Bloodhoof fixed his eyes at the spatial rift that grew increasingly vast. The pressure heavily wrestled with his breathing.

“Naga?” This beast was a well-known race among the Dungeon Race.

Brutal, bloodthirsty, warlike, and powerfully flexible qualified this race as a tremendous deterrent.

One would never want to be neighbors with a group of Nagas.

Their aggressive nature naturally merits their neighbors as the first targets.

They could not coexist.

It was an invading race that had appeared from another plane. Sel irrationally accumulated that hunger and thirst settled in these monsters.

Slaughter, occupation, expansion.

The war was unavoidable.

“N-Naga?!”

A heavily injured barbarian hero in the dungeon stared at the Nagas’ appearance and froze wide-eyed. That knocked his heart out.

He subconsciously looked at Sel, their ruler.

“Lord Sel…We…”

Sel Bloodhoof took a deep breath and suppressed the rise and fall of emotions in his heart. He waved his hand decisively.

“Hold still!”

“So what if their Nagas? Twilight City will send reinforcements!”

“Lord Richard had never abandoned us!”

Sel’s stern voice resounded above the city walls. The morale that had dropped due to the appearance of the spatial rifts in the sky immediately rose after he mentioned Richard’s name.

The voice reenkindled the fighting spirit of the barbarian soldiers in the dungeon.

“Yes, so what if they were Nagas?”

“That glorious existence had slaughtered and enslaved gods!!”

The last time the god of the kobolds joined forces with the lord of the dune to invade Twilight City, thousands of barbarian soldiers returned and repeatedly told the story of the glorious existence.

Richard’s reputation in the underground world was enough to describe him as a god.

“Lord, Lord Richard… Can he make it in time?”

The heavily injured barbarian hero spoke reluctantly.

“The situation is unpredictable. Lord Richard might not spare the troops to help us if the same happens on the surface.”

“We better retreat the soonest!”

The expressions of the upper echelons of Bloodhoof City changed when they heard this.

They were not as irrational as the lower-class people, although they respected that glorious existence.

The higher one’s position was, the more information one could obtain, and the way one thought was completely different.

Sel fell silent.

These words were irrefutable.

Twilight City would come, but? He couldn’t guarantee when!

Sel reassigned a group of soldiers from Bloodhoof City to Twilight City two days ago to form part of the guard troop.

But? It was Lord Richard.

He let out a long breath. His gaze regained a stern disposition as he spoke.

“No matter what happens, even if Lord Richard doesn’t come to help…Do not be discouraged by this! Faith and loyalty do not always solicit evidence and explanation.”