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

Chapter 388: The Dwarf God Is In My Hands?

The once-powerful dwarves had become the weakest race with the passage of time.

The faith that supported them in their hearts had long collapsed.

Those who firmly believed in the prophecy left behind by the dwarf god had become an absolute minority…

They could not afford to waste any more time.

Richard looked into the man’s eyes, his words heavy.

“No, this prophecy is not a lie…”

It shocked the old dwarf.

He widened his eyes and looked at the stalwart figure in disbelief.

“Lord, you, are you telling the truth?!!!”

His voice trembled so much that it was hard to hear him.

In the hall, the dwarves who didn’t dare to open their mouths also breathed rapidly. They stared at the ruler who sat on the golden throne with an unparalleled aura.

They waited for the judge to announce their fate.

Richard nodded.

“You are not worth lying to me.”

“I have confirmed that the Crimson Moon will rise soon.”

If someone else had said this, even Sel Bloodhoof of Bloodhoof City, the new underworld overlord, the dwarf would not have believed it.

However, the person who said this was the true ruler of the underground world.

A great existence that single-handedly wiped out the gray-colored dwarves.

His reputation was so vast that even ten Bloodhoof cities combined couldn’t compare to him.

The dwarf immediately became excited.

“Wuwuwu… The legend is true!”

“Praise you, the great ruler of Twilight City! ”

“I swear this is the best news I’ve ever heard!! ”

“Excitement continued…”

The old dwarf was even more excited than he could control himself.

Tears flowed uncontrollably because of the wrinkles on his face.

It made one feel inexplicably sad.

The old dwarf’s millions of years of expectation, the legend they had no longer hoped for, was true… Their protector would reappear!

At this moment, the emotions in his heart were so complicated that words could not describe them.

After a long time, the group of people gradually recovered.

The old dwarf seemed to have thought of something and suddenly woke up. He stepped onto the golden steps and respectfully handed the statue to Richard.

“Great Ruler, please control the fate of the dwarf race.”

“We will fight to the death for your glory!”

The other dwarves looked at the old dwarf’s actions and felt unwilling.

Many people even thought about living and waited for the dwarf god to revive… However, his senses quickly returned when he saw the mechanical puppets around him.

They had no choice now.

Their fate was no longer in their hands when they joined Twilight City.

No, from the moment the dwarves could no longer activate their bloodline, they had already lost the power to control their fate…