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

Chapter 537: Crazy Naga Plane - Fishing Straight

Ordinary lifeforms engraved a memory of becoming mighty in their blood.

The golden fruit that the god’s ancient tree bore could directly awaken this gene.

Previously, the abomination tree could fish in the desert of death because it relied on the allure of the golden fruit that empowered life.

The soldiers fought in the blood mist and felt restlessness after an aura awakened their memories.

Many soldiers even gave up on fights and retreated with tacit understanding. Then, they immediately searched for the aura their souls desired.

However, the blood mist blocked their vision and blurred their senses.

They could only smell the scent of the golden fruit but could not find it.

That made the creatures from the other planes gradually become stricken.

Richard owned the rotten swamp. The blood mist was a restriction to outsiders, but to him, it was an extension of perception.

He could sense the movement of the entire area because of the blood mist.

Those creatures from the other planes had already started to run around in all directions. Everyone had an excited expression on their faces.

Richard saw this, and his lips curled up slightly.

That was just the beginning.

He patted the golden lion while it sat.

“Barbosa.”

The Greed Lion released a low growl.

A faint golden power surged from the fur that scattered in all directions like a wave of air.

Fragments covered the entire rotten swamp in a haze.

In the next moment, the soldiers’ gazes immediately became fierce.

A strange expression appeared on their faces as if they were unwilling to share the dragon’s treasure with their companions at the sight of it.

Each looked at everyone around him with vigilance and hatred. Why did they all want to snatch his treasure?!

These damned bastards!

Golden fruits hung on the withered branches, and these soldiers saw them through the layers of blood fog.

These fruits were about 30 of them, but only two or three emitted a ripe aura. Most of them were young and small.

One can faintly discern a golden fruit in the blood mist. The more this made it arduous for people to see it.

All the soldiers who saw this scene quivered, and their expressions became excited. It was like one injected them with chicken blood!

They found their target!

It was like their souls at this moment smelled sweet bread after hunger for more than ten days tormented them. They had become agitated.

A power must have possessed those soldiers. They rushed toward the golden fruits like crazy.

The closer they got, the stronger the aura that made them feel a strong desire.

These fruits ignited the desires in their heart.

A burly tauren tightly gripped its battle axe. It looked at the one-step-ahead lizardman and slashed him down fiercely.

The golden fruits had snatched the lizardman’s attention. The burly tauren cut its body off, and blood and internal organs splattered all over the ground.