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

Chapter 532: Frightened Player: What Was Qingqiu Doing?

The Raging Blood Duke, who was about to reach the peak and kill everyone in the area, became a headless corpse in the blink of an eye.

The Blazing Eternal Flame guild leader experienced an earth-shattering shock, while the players experienced an unprecedented shock.

In his eyes, the figure who held a long spear and stood in the sky was ten thousand times more ferocious than a demon in his heart.

The bat wings flapped, and it blew heavily in his heart.

His eyes widened to the extreme, and his hands could not help but tremble.

“Transcendent, another transcendent!”

“How was this possible? How was this possible?”

“That was the third, the third!”

He couldn’t understand. He couldn’t understand why Qingqiu could subdue a transcendent so high and mighty, who could decide the fate of countless people with a single word, and who was also one of the top existences among the natives.

Was it that easy for transcendents to submit?

Why didn’t any transcendent submit to him? How was he inferior to Qingqiu?

The jealousy sprouted in his heart like wild grass.

He and even the thousands of lords in the entire Blazing Flame Guild combined could not compare to Qingqiu!

No, he had never heard of a player who could subdue a transcendent. No one in the billions of players could compare to Qingqiu.

At the thought of this, the jealousy almost devoured his rationality.

“Qingqiu!”

He gritted his teeth, and his gaze became even more distorted.

“I will make history no matter what the price is! I swear!”

“Guild leader, w-what should we do now?”

The subordinate’s voice trembled, and that awakened the Blazing Flame Guild.

He turned around and saw the echelons of the Blazing Flame Guild gaze at the battlefield with fear, anxiety, and terror.

The surrounding dozens of legions could not give them any sense of security.

The Blazing Flame Guild took a deep breath. Killing intent filled his eyes.

“The death of the Raging Blood Duke could not be bad.”

As he said that, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the center of the battlefield. He glanced at the spatial rift that looked like the eye of the abyss.

The evil energy surged out and became denser.

“Qingqiu! You’ve angered the ruler of this war!”

Everyone followed his line of sight and looked at the sky.

The spiderweb-like cracks raised their spirits.

“Lord of greed… Will it descend?”

As a believer in the Fire God, his fear and hostility towards the evil gods of the abyss was more generous than any other emotion.

According to their calculations, the best scenario would be that the Raging Blood Duke would lead his troop to flatten the city before him, and he would not have to deal with the evil existence directly.

But now? Everything had become a bubble.

Who would have thought the arrogant Raging Blood Guild would fall in such a way?