Lord Of The World: I Become The Lord Of The Desert From The Start

Chapter 1155 629: The Final Battle, the Beginning of a New Era [10/12]

Asmodeus became increasingly impatient and crazy.

However, neither his plan to suppress Richard nor the demon troops to capture Twilight City made any progress.

The initial joy of being the fisherman who had benefited from the victory had gradually sunk at this moment. Fear had begun to eat away at his heart.

In the end, a strong sense of despair arose in him.

The feeling of being forcefully killed by the other party when he was one step away from victory was like ten thousand ants that bit his heart.

"Why?!!"

He was the ruler of the Ninth Hell, but he couldn't defeat the Grace Mainland Overlord!

How could the other party do this?

He had felt innumerable times that his opponent's power was on the verge of a collapse. He would only exert more effort, and then he could destroy everything. But his attempts were futile!

His gemstone scepter had pierced Richard's chest, but he still couldn't slay the overlord!

Fury and resistance flooded Asmodeus's heart.

Time has passed again. The last hour, half an hour, ten minutes!

"Ah!"

The pressure of the approaching time completely broke Asmodeus's heart. His throat let out a beast-like roar, and blood began to seep out of the cracks on his body.

Desperation pulled out the hundreds of souls he had just devoured from his soul and poured into Richard's body from the gemstone scepter.

Doing so would cause a monumental backlash on his body. He no longer cared!

Richard felt a terrifying roar, and a vicious curse exploded in his mind as if it were going to tear his soul apart.

'Puchi!'

Blood spurted out of his mouth.

The pain in his soul was ten thousand times more intense than his physical body!

The energy tore his soul, and he couldn't even stand up. He almost let go of the spellcaster in his hand.

His consciousness gradually sank into darkness, and he felt the gaze of the Grim Reaper.

His rationality and thoughts slowly obliterated.

However, he stared at Asmodeus at this critical moment. He didn't step back.

He bit her lips hard, even though they bled, and that exposed her bones!

'Asmodeus! Are you worthy of my death?

'Absolute! No! But! Yes!'

The countdown on the attribute panel continued.

Five minutes, three minutes, two minutes, one minute!

Asmodeus had gone completely mad. He disregarded the consequences. That consumed his soul to explode. He wanted the final reversal and pound Richard like a meat!

The soul was the most fundamental power of life. Asmodeus's actions dug out his foundation. That would reduce his power to the freezing point, and he might never recover even if he survived in the end!

However, Asmodeus discovered the perseverance of the enemy in despair despite sacrifice and explosion!

Richard was like a lonely boat that would never capsize in a storm. No matter how big the storm was, it was always a bit before it could!

Thirty seconds, 20 seconds, 10 seconds, 9 seconds, 8 seconds…

3, 2,1!

As Asmodeus was unwilling, despairing, and lamenting, Time ended while Asmodeus resisted, lamented, and was in despair.

[Ding~]

Richard was still in a daze when he heard the familiar voice. He loosened his grip on the gemstone spellcaster and waved it weakly at the sky.

[New Era opens!]

After an almost inaudible murmur, the sound of glass shattering rang in the ears of all intelligent lives.

Everyone felt that the world seemed to have undergone some changes.

Richard finally let go of Asmodeus's power.

A power tore his soul apart at this moment.

He turned around in a daze. He only saw a blurry crimson figure run toward him before his consciousness fell into darkness.

Then, he closed his eyes, and darkness swallowed him. He could no longer sense the outside world.

Windsor finally broke through the force field of the two. Richard fell to the ground, and she hugged him tightly in her arms.

She stared at the lifeless figure before her. Tears poured out wildly, and endless pain and regret filled her face.

She was like a lost child who couldn't find her parents. She didn't hide her crying.

Asmodeus saw this scene, and his entire body was like a wood. He felt no joy.

He turned his head around in a daze. The Ninth Hell broke the seal of Solan City, had disappeared without a trace, and severed the connection with him. The power he had wielded for countless years left him at this moment.

The high-intensity output in his body had caused his body to be in a state of depletion. He suddenly lost support at this moment with his soul power. His legs went soft, and his face was pale as he collapsed to the ground.

The Ninth Hell Lord was in a sorry state.

He stared at Windsor while she cried in pain for the lifeless figure in front of her. She raised his head and let out the most powerless sigh and roar.

He had never thought the Grace mainland Overlord would defeat him one day!

******

Richard fell, and there was no spectacular change in the world rules.

The world welcomed a massive change starting from Solan City, especially the Desert of Death. That was a forbidden land for life. The world greeted a new life.

Endless green rose in the vast yellow sand. The grass sprouted its teeth, the green trees burst out, the streams wandered, and the lakes rippled.

Vegetation shrouded the yellow sand from the sky. The change was as fast as the blink of an eye.

Even miracles were like this.

Only green forests and grasslands surrounded the vast desert. One could no longer spot a single trace of exposed yellow sand.

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