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

Chapter 507: Beyond A-Rank Sacred-Blood Elderly Dwarf Hero

The rotten swamp had become a place of death in the truest sense of the word.

Perhaps it was because the Naga Plane belonged to the Dungeon Race and leaned towards the Evil Faction. These planes were not planes of good races.

The five planes collided. They smashed and slayed each other. The scene was bloody and crazy.

A myriad of lives departed for each second.

No one would want to stop. That was interesting.

Enemies would invade whoever plane couldn’t withstand.

It was a disaster that would wipe out the entire race. Who would bear this price?

Only a sole victor remained in this death arena.

The half-murlocs were unwilling to join the battle. But they couldn’t escape the war.

They wouldn’t want to mess. But how would they stop the planes from targeting them?

No one could guarantee it.

And how many benefits would one obtain from conquering a plane?

It’s what awaits the wealth and resources of the entire plane, the fertile land, and the multitude of treasures. Just a trifle thought of it could make one’s heart overly palpitate.

On one hand, retreating and defending was also dangerous. And on the other hand, conquering would bring more benefits.

A few would usually choose the former. Not to mention that these few planes were arduous to deal with.

The situation heightened toward that what Richard had expected.

The fall of the multitude made the rotten swamp the biggest beneficiary.

That maximized the benefits of sitting on the mountain and watching the tigers fight.

Richard did not leave to anticipate any unexpected events.

Tai Long used the power of concealment to hide troops. Richard had everyone return to the holy land and wait for orders afterward.

He stayed in the rotten swamp and observed quietly.

The next day, 3rd January. It was Year 7601 of the “Shining Era.”

In the morning, another three planes collided with the Naga Plane, and the spatial rifts opened without restraint.

The battlefield fell into a stalemate and became less intense following the attack of the increasing planes.

They all carefully guarded against the new plane that had appeared.

The change occurred among the brain eater demons. Twilight City troops primarily murdered these two-headed demented demons first and then fought incessantly. High-intensity battles eventually exhausted the soldiers.

The wolf riders and taurens were the first to attack. They greedily charged into the brain eater demons. Then wantonly plundered.

That directly stirred up a commotion on the scene.

The battlefield had sparingly cooled down. It erupted into a chaotic battle again, especially at the entrance of the Brain Eater Demon Plane. The speed at which corpses fell was even faster than when the rotten swamp devoured them.

The three new planes appeared, and change was inevitable. They had no choice but to drag into the chaotic battle, whether willing or the opposite.

The rotten swamp still played the role of the Grim Reaper. It worked increasingly mysterious and silent. No one treated the flesh swamp as a living thing.