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

Chapter 519: The Ancient Tree of Darkness Sect

The underground world appeared to be a mystery-filled dimension.

Gold everywhere, majestic dungeons, black dragon’s treasure, spiders, venomous snakes, and traps everywhere. The people on the surface would imagine these creatures and attributes to exist in the underground world.

The underground creatures also had countless unrealistic fantasies about the surface.

And this fantasy had inadvertently shone into reality a few months ago.

A powerful lord of the surface had entered the underground world.

Then, the Human Overlord from the surface created a legend where the gray-colored dwarves offered a reward of ten million units worth of food.

And this was only two months. The lord of the surface had ended the conflict between the gray-colored dwarves and the barbarians of Bloodhoof City’s dungeon with absolute power in just two short months.

The Human Overlord ruthlessly trampled the Dwarf Chieftain.

The surface Human Overlord became the true ruler of the underground world.

As the Bloodhoof City began to conquer the entire underground world and took control of all the land, everyone felt sincere reverence for the Human Overlord of the surface.

The Human Overlord’s reputation rose to the peak.

Richard.

The name would be comparable to a god in the eyes of several dungeon creatures. Several people even thought that this person was the incarnation of a god.

All sorts of things happened in the underground world afterward. And that reinforced the already prestigious reputation.

The Bloodhoof City ordered everyone not to fight each other after Bloodhoof City razed the underground world.

The land of the central plains, which had never been free from war since its birth, had welcomed an unprecedented peace.

Other powerful tribes ceased to bully some weaker tribes for months already. They did not encounter any danger of survival.

More importantly, the Human Overlord of the Surface had also issued an order that all races could produce weapons and sell them to the Bloodhoof City in exchange for food.

God of dungeons above, what kind of benevolent policy was this!!

That was food, food that could save lives!!

A myriad of starving dungeon races finally experienced the feeling of being full for the first time. They no longer have to send their elders out to the wilderness to die in search of food.

According to Maslow’s needs theory, physiological and safety were the lowest level of needs.

They were the basic needs and easiest to satisfy and make people happy.

Richard’s reputation in the underworld soared again when he resolved two issues.

The Tuks, the Blackfeather Tribe that lived in the Scarred Hills, were no exception. They highly respected the Human Overlord from the surface.

Creatures from various planes knew the Scarred Hills as a crack-filled hill.

The grounds endured multifarious cracks of different sizes, and the terrain was crisscrossed. Cracks shrouded the hillock. This hill was incredibly suitable for hiding.

In addition, this land was made entirely of rocks and dry soil. It could not produce food except for a few counts of moss in the dark. So no powerful races stationed here.