[201-400] LORD OF THE WORLD: I BECOME THE LORD OF THE DESERT FROM THE START

Chapter 224: The Battle Aftermath

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation  Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

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After the war ended, Twilight City regained its liveliness.

The residents who had just come out of their homes excitedly gathered in front of the Lord’s mansion square. They high-spiritedly discussed the war they had just overruled.

Gratitude to Twilight City for it did not have walls. They were able to witness the battle up close.

Whether it was the terrifying dragon breath of the skeleton blood dragon that could melt people or the fierce artillery fire of the giant alchemy cannons that could tear everything apart, both supremely delighted the residents.

A strong sense of honor rose in his heart while he shared the pride.

“Did you guys see that? Those giant alchemy cannons killed hundreds of enemies with one shot!”

“That’s nothing. What I saw was even more powerful. Lord Alves burned tens of thousands of people to death with one breath of dragon breath!”

“In the future, I want to become as strong as a giant dragon. I want to protect my territory and fight for the Lord!”

“Do you still remember that there were only a dozen mummies in Twilight City two months ago? Now, our troop’s strength has increased more than tenfold! Praise the Lord.”

Praises and expressions of overwhelming admiration continued…

Richard had just returned the god’s ancient tree to its old place after the old tree devoured all the dead bodies and limbs. He walked into the territory. He smiled at the sudden increase in the number of venomous wasps.

When the excited residents saw him, they immediately began to call out in a tsunami-like manner.

The entire territory began to boil like they had poured cold water into the hot oil.

Everyone looked at their lord with burning eyes.

He was the only ruler of this land.

Wherever Richard went, the residents on both sides of the street immediately bowed to him. Their respect radiated from the bottom of their hearts.

Richard smiled and nodded at everyone.

He then stood at the Lord’s mansion and waved to the residents.

He said in a clear voice.

“Citizens of Twilight City.

“We’ve won!”

This sentence was like he ignited a powder keg.

It exploded instantly.

“Praise the Twilight City!”

“Praises be to Lord Richard!”

“Long live the Lord!”

The residents continued to applaud.

The best way to raise morale was to win. And winning a foreign war would double it.

Twilight City had won beautifully this time.

And it was a victory in the eyes of everyone.

The encouragement to the residents was countless times stronger than being injected with chicken blood.

Richard didn’t have much to say. The atmosphere had already reached this point, and they no longer needed words.

He waved at the crowd and turned to enter the Lord’s mansion.