Lord's Scourge

Plane Wanderer, Dread Lord, and Magician Clark worked hard for three hundred years and finally saved enough for the down payment of a second-hand Mage Tower. As he wished, he obtained the status of Chaos Lord, turned into a serf, and the singing Clark was now inflated! He pointed at this desolate and barren land and declared loudly: I, Clark, the future master of the plane, will build an invincible and invincible army here! The Mage Tower suddenly spoke: Young God of Magic, do you want to summon an ordinary dark army or a sturdy, immortal, and growable natural disaster army? … Looking at this group of strange orcs with names on their heads, Clark was silent: I seem to have summoned something terrible? (This is the story of a sinister lord and a group of amusing players' daily joy and plane conquest)