262 Chapter 223: The Battle Aftermath [1/2]

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.

The excitement of the residents didn't decrease, and they still vent their inner delight.

The jest didn't go away for a long time.

Richard opened the player [Forum Chat] with a satisfied look when he returned to his room to enjoy the hot tea the maid had brewed.

It was like the comfort of surfing the internet after a busy day.

Although Twilight City had survived the crisis and even turned the disaster into a benefit, the other players were not so powerful.

The disaster week this time was a genuine disaster for them.

[My territory has been conquered. What should I do now? The system notified me that I had lost my overlord status. F*ck. It even said that because my popular sentiment was less than 70 points, the residents did not intend to follow me and all ran away... F*ck, what the hell is this disaster week?]

[These wilderness troops are too fierce! There's even a level 10 hero in there. If I didn't sacrifice my fat to ask for help from the noble lady NPC near my territory, These wilderness troops could have finished me this time. But now, I'm ultimately happy because I'm going to celebrate her 60th birthday!]

[Hahahaha, the sea of skeletons will always be a god! My sea of skeletons drowned those little rascals. The only disadvantage is that I only have 100 level 1 little skeletons left in my territory…]

[Everyone, pay attention. The "Shining Era" isn't a game. People honestly die... Enemies slaughtered seven of our guild's 20 players in front of me. Their heads rolled to the bottom of my feet. My legs are supremely feeble now…]

The exchange of comments and battle experiences continued…

Among the players' comments, some survived the wave of monster siege, and some didn't. Some captured their territories and became lords in exile.

A wave even directly crushed and killed some.

It was already lucky to be able to post anything. But most of them died without a name.

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A bloody war had made many players who had a gaming mentality about the "Shining Era" realize the cruelty of this world.

If he didn't develop and become stronger, he would die even if he didn't go out.

When the enemy came to their door, they did not even have the power to fight back.

This disaster week profoundly changed the players' attitude towards the "Shining Era", and even directly affected the future structure.

Richard didn't think much about it. The disaster was just a blessing for Twilight City.

There were thousands of Rare 3-stars venomous wasps. If they were to spend resources to recruit them, how much would it be if they were to use 12000 resources to recruit a rare unit?

Tens of millions.

He felt comfortable just thinking about the tens of millions of resources he had obtained for free this time.

"Power is the foundation of everything.

"Without power, a natural disaster is a natural disaster. With power, a natural disaster can also become a benefit."

Richard closed the forum page. He sighed.

It made him even more determined to develop Twilight City quickly.

The best way to deal with all dangers was to become strong regardless of the situation.

After he thought for a while, he got someone to summon all the heroes of Twilight City.

Richard cut to the chase after everyone.

"Karu, what are the losses in this war?"