Lord Of The World: I Become The Lord Of The Desert From The Start Chapter 1149 629: The Final Battle, the Beginning of a New Era [4/12]

"It's time for the world of the past to end! So what if one couldn't revive the ancient gods because of this?"

The figure before the Darkness Goddess grew more battle-hungry by the moment, leaving her momentarily speechless.

A relieved smile soon curved her lips.

"Our standpoints differ, so no more words are needed... Let the battle commence!"

With those words, dozens of shadowy figures lunged at Windsor simultaneously.

A chilling smirk played on Windsor's lips as she lifted her crescent moon-shaped scepter toward the heavens.

Rumble!!

Blood-red lightning twisted like furious dragons across the sky.

It slammed straight into the crescent moon-shaped scepter.

Windsor's aura exploded upward at an alarming pace.

Meanwhile, across the entire "Shining Era Multiverse," all natives and players who had gained power from the great ancient ones in the prior expansion or aligned with the Great Ancient Old Ones' faction suddenly saw a blood moon manifest in their minds.

"I have returned."

A frigid voice, carrying the weight of heavenly might, boomed deafeningly.

The next instant, the great ancient ones' power they possessed drained away like retreating tides, all funneling into the Crimson Moon within their minds.

Their lord was summoning back the great ancient ones' power they held to confront the foe!

The Darkness Goddess detected this shift and felt chills race down her spine.

As an ancient god who endured from the world's dawn and once embodied its essence, she knew the Crimson Moon's sky-high terror better than anyone.

Right then, she felt Windsor radiate the ancient Crimson Moon's aura once more.

Dangerous. Deadly.

"Kill them!"

Boundless dark energy erupted from her form without delay.

A matching fearsome aura cloaked the attacking dark figures—they included Spider Goddess Lolita, whose body was a massive spider with an elven face, and Demon Prince Dymogorgon, sporting two baboon heads.

The others were demon rulers whose names echoed through the abyss.

The force encircling Windsor surpassed even the god's ancient tree in dread.

The abomination had shone once, but most gods remembered the ancient gods' perils all too well.

While orderly Good and Evil Factions targeted the god's ancient tree and Windsor, the Neutral Factions fixed their gaze on Richard.

Compared to these supreme beings, Richard appeared the softest target to crush—especially after hearing he felled Asmodeus, though the Ninth Lord lay broken amid the god's ancient tree roots. Their dread faded, and murderous resolve surged.

Moreover, Richard stood at this war's heart. Slaying him would restore their lost authority and might!

The god systems of Orc God, Elf God, Dwarf God, and Ocean God swiftly encircled him.

Sharp killing intent radiated from them.

Richard perceived these gods' motives, his eyes narrowing thoughtfully.

"Seeking to squeeze a soft persimmon? You've picked the wrong foe."

Desert Authority, Eternal Land, and World Tree's triple buffs empowered his frame.

On top of that, the desert of death and Eternal Land had sealed Solan City—he reigned supreme here.

One Elephant God led the charge, soaring overhead before slamming down its enormous hooves to pulverize him with raw power.

Yet Richard stood firm. He swung his arm, coating it in sand, and met the blow head-on.

'Bang!'

Upon impact, the elephant shot backward like a baseball off a bat.

It plowed into the earth, carving a hundred-meter gouge and demolishing countless ruined structures.

Observers saw only a convulsing form amid the debris.

Richard's expression remained impassive. He summoned surrounding sand to flood the air, transforming the skies into a desert warzone.

Every divine step faced encroaching sand.

The Elephant God launched skyward once more, and the assault horn blared—a ferocious clash ignited.

These neutral gods wielded bizarre techniques: magic, divine arts, close-quarters brawls, distant strikes, curses, poisons.

Despite the onslaught from multiple gods, Richard held ground via Eternal Land and Desert Authority. He poured out his full arsenal, clashing directly without yielding an inch!

The live stream viewers gaped at this spectacle.

Though the Overlord's dismantling of Asmodeus had restored some faith, no one foresaw such a dramatic battlefield twist!

Richard single-handedly defied the gods!

Even after forfeiting their authority, the foes retained the might of a level 30 demigod!

The spectacle proved excessively dramatic and domineering, far beyond anyone's wildest thoughts.

Billions stared with eyes stretched wide. Tension seized them, their breaths growing shallow. They refused to overlook a single moment.

This wasn't merely a clash among individuals or factions. It was a battle deciding the destiny of all humanity and the very world itself.

Richard now clutched their futures in his grip!

A piercing shriek propelled the fight into its feverish peak!

"No!"

The gods snapped their gazes toward the cry's origin—the battleground where the god's ancient tree clashed with the Good and Lawful Faction.

Right then, the Sun God, that legendary deity, was drenched in blood-soaked robes.

A gnarled, shriveled branch had stabbed clean through his chest. Golden blood poured without cease, as his blazing, sun-like energy faded away.

A root had impaled the Sun God's body!

On death's door!

This sight struck with an unfathomable force.

The Sun God himself!

A bizarre sentiment started to brew deep in his heart.