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

Chapter 411: Ancient God's Will

“I am the Crimson Moon.”

Richard’s heart skipped a beat as he looked at the eyes before him that shone a subtle light.

He had never thought of such a possibility Crimson Moon would be a person.

How terrifying would it be if it were true?

However, he quickly returned to his senses.

The new expansion pack, the Crimson Moon, could cause the fall of gods and change the structure of the world… A single person could not do this.

No matter how strong the other party was, she could not do it.

Richard’s thoughts spun wildly as he suppressed the waves in his heart.

He momentarily looked into Windsor’s eyes, and she slowly said, “If Chairman Windsor is the Crimson Moon, then Twilight City will be the Crimson Moon’s friend.”

Windsor’s eyes lit up, and the corners of her mouth curled up.

“Lord Richard, are you so sure?”

Richard’s eyes didn’t dodge at all.

“I’m sure! I trust you more than anyone else.”

Windsor suddenly laughed.

“Then what if we want to become enemies with this world?”

Richard’s face was calm.

“Then, step on the world under your feet.”

There was no emotion in his voice. But it gave off a sense of determination.

Windsor was momentarily stunned as she looked into the other party’s deep eyes.

‘Step on the world under my feet?’

His words were crazy. However, she suddenly remembered that the opponent was Qingiu, the strongest overlord of the grace mainland. He had buried hundreds of thousands of soldiers and once fought against hundreds of enemies to ascend the throne…

Furthermore, he had imprisoned a god’s soul.

With such a crazy battle record before him.

His arrogant words now had some credibility…

She picked the exquisite teacup up on the white, round table and sipped warm tea.

She said in a relaxed tone after she put the teacup down.

“Lord Richard, it was just a joke.”

Richard hadn’t believed it at first, but the subtle look in the woman’s eyes when she said it made him jump.

At this moment, he felt that the other party’s preposterous claim she was the Crimson Moon was true…

‘This was too f*cking nonsensical.’

Richard’s gaze carried some probe as he suppressed the unrealistic thoughts in his heart.

“Chairman Windsor, can you tell me what you know about the Crimson Moon?”

Windsor momentarily muttered to herself before she softly spoke.

“Lord Richard, what do you want to know?”

Richard did not stand at the ceremony.

“All of them?”

Windsor smiled, neither refused nor agreed.

She spoke slowly and elegantly with a unique tone.

“The ancient god left behind a power. That is the Crimson Moon…”