[201-400] GLOBAL LORD: 100% DROP RATE

Chapter 370 - Going To The Snow River City!

[F*ck! The Final Battlefield? No, it’s time to escape!]

[This wonderful sense of déjà vu, I’m going to take out my camouflage uniform… Old Silver Coins + Voldemort Mode, activate!]

[To think that you guys still have the mood to joke. This is a matter of life and death.]

[How is this a matter of life and death? You can choose not to go.]

[If I don’t go, I’ll fall behind the other Lords. What’s the difference between that and death?]

[Are you guys going to The Final Battlefield tomorrow?]

[Go! In any case, I can enter and exit at will. It’s just that I’ll have time to prepare. It’s not a big problem. I’ll treat it as seeing the world. If I’m lucky and encounter a few heavily injured Lords of other races, I’ll kill them and obtain their ranking points. Then, I’ll directly take off!]

[I think so too. With the strength of my territory, it’s too difficult to slowly rank up on the Lord Battlefield. The other people of foreign races on the Lord Battlefield are all abnormal. I’m at my limit. However, The Final Battlefield is different. This place doesn’t just test strength, hehe!]

[… I already have a premonition that a group of old Silver Coins and Voldemorts will appear on the Final Battlefield.]

[In any case, I don’t plan to go. I’m already at the Green Bronze-Tier Elementary Grade. I’ve completed the basic goal of this event. Why should I go out and have a death wish?]

[I don’t plan to go either. There are so many opportunities in the high continent. I don’t believe that without the benefits of The Final Battlefield, I’m weaker than the Lords who participate in the Final Battlefield.]

[Me too.]

[Regardless of whether you guys are going or not, I plan to go anyway. Forget it, I’ll go to the Marketplace to buy some supplies first to prepare for the Final Battlefield tomorrow.]

[That’s true. I’ll go take a look too.]

…

In the territory of the Insect Queen Lord.

At this moment, the Insect Queen Lord was also reading the activity description of The Final Battlefield.

After reading it, her half-human half-insect body trembled in excitement.

“The Lord’s true body will enter The Final Battlefield?!”

“The Lords of the myriad races who can survive until now are all extraordinary.”

“There must be a large number of Lords of intermediate and high-level Races among them.”

“If I kill them, how many bloodline genes of high-level races will I obtain?!”

“My Zerg gene bank will definitely expand greatly because of this!”

“At that time, I’ll be able to nurture stronger, more capable, and more promising subordinates of the Zerg!”

“Hahahaha…”

“The Final Battlefield is simply a supreme treasure land prepared for me!”

The more the Insect Mother Lord thought about it, the more excited it became.

She looked at her territory.

More than 200,000 strange-looking insects were densely covering the ground as far as the eye could see.