Global Game: I, the Necromancer, am the scourge-Chapter 812 - 498 Battle of the Territory! _2

Chapter 812: Chapter 498 Battle of the Territory! _2

His heart was also burning with rage, but he had to hold it in and keep calm to face the crisis ahead.

The appearance of the Human Swine this time had truly shaken the foundations of the Wild Boar Skin Dynasty.

They had to come up with a way to deal with it.

Because after this, the number of rebels would only increase, and they might even join forces and carve up territories directly!

By then, the national fortune of the Wild Boar Skin Dynasty would inevitably plummet once more.

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As for relying on the corps in their hands to suppress the rebels and restore the Wild Boar Skin Dynasty to its former glory, it was nothing but a pipe dream.

They were barely managing to maintain their current state, so the dream of rebuilding the dynasty was a fantasy they could only entertain in their dreams.

“Without Guangxu, that wretched dog would never withstand the combined forces of the Eight Lords and that Death Lord. This wretched dog cannot die now; we need to keep her alive.”

Sitting on a dragon throne, Yongzheng spoke softly.

“Who will be sent? Among the Eight Lords, they hold five Sixth Tier Legendary Lords in their hands.

Including other resources, there are conservatively ten Sixth Tier Legendary Lords.

The cards left in the wretched dog’s hands will definitely not exceed five Legendary Lords.”

Two to one, the Eight Lords had every advantage.

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Plus, the old witch’s remaining Fifth Tier Epic Corps could also conjure a Three-Clawed Blood Dragon.

In other words, the strength of the old witch and the Eight Lords had become evenly matched.

The only variable was the old witch herself.

Without Guangxu, she could no longer leverage the national fortune of the Wild Boar Skin Dynasty, and thus she had no ability to temporarily possess Seventh Tier, pseudo-Holy Domain combat power.

But let’s not forget, there was also a Death Lord eyeing everything from the sidelines.

This resentment against the old witch certainly wouldn’t let her strike against her allied lords unhindered.

“The wretched dog cannot die for now, so we need to make her delay the seizure of her territory.”

As long as the old witch remained alive, the draining of the Wild Boar Skin Dynasty’s national fortune would slow considerably.

After all, only three members of the Wild Boar Skin Dynasty’s royal family remained, and each one bore the responsibility of the national fortune’s protection.

If any issues arose, the decline of national fortune was inevitable.

The old witch was once the empress, the queen dowager, of high rank and power, so she was considered one of the dynasty’s assets.

Thus, the old witch also bore traces of the national fortune, though negligible compared to the royal family’s mainline members.

But she occupied a large territory of the Wild Boar Skin Dynasty. If the territory was lost, coupled with her own death, the national fortune would surely weaken further.

You could say that right now was a critical period, with domestic unrest and foreign troubles, rebels lurking everywhere, and if something went wrong, the whole dynasty could be blown to pieces.

Therefore, Kang Mazi and Yongzheng absolutely did not want the old witch to die at this time.

At least, not until they arranged everything and then revealed their hand to her.

“If that’s the case, then we have no choice but to draw on some strength to aid that wretched dog.”

Yongzheng’s eyes were ice-cold, and then he tore a few pages from a small booklet he carried with him.

“Even willing to use the death warriors, it shows your killing intent isn’t low at all.”

Kang Mazi, previously seething with anger, suddenly calmed down.

His gaze towards Yongzheng carried a tinge of warning.

The old witch couldn’t die, but the ones sent to support were all death warriors with extremely formidable battle prowess.

If Yongzheng gave these guys secret orders, who knew what mutation might occur,

perhaps betraying during support, delaying the war, and finally assassinating the old witch?

Given Kang Mazi’s warning gaze, Yongzheng could only sigh.

Yes, that was his intention, to support her first, defeat the invaders, and then turn against her.

Anyway, the one who shamed the royal family did not deserve to live, and it wouldn’t be over the top to crush her bones and scatter her ashes.

Unfortunately, Kang Mazi’s warning stopped him from doing so.

In that case, let the old witch live a little longer.

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“It succeeded, Guangxu is dead, and the greatest threat to us, the old witch, is like a sick tiger that’s been defanged.”

“Haha… This time, it truly is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Let’s now work together and first eliminate this hunting team sent by the old witch to hunt us down.”

“Too much, we’re being targeted by the old witch because of you guys.”

“You’re dreaming. What do you mean, because of us? When the old witch made you bow your head and grovel, why didn’t you lick her feet?”

“We all know it’s the old witch, who the hell would lick her? Do you have a problem?”

“Exactly, I already have eight gorgeous and country-topping concubines; why would I lick an old witch? Am I insane?”

“Goddamn eight concubines, haven’t you already filled four mahjong tables in your backyard?”

“More absurd by the minute, we’ve already scouted the hidden old schemer behind this hunting team. Let’s get together, make a plan, and end this quickly.”

Ouyang Pojun forcefully interrupted this increasingly unruly group.

“Four Sixth Tier Legends; the old witch intends to wipe us out in one hit.”

“Four Legends, plus over thirty thousand Fifth Tier Epics, which by battle array can form three Three-Clawed Blood Dragons, seven against eight, he holds the advantage.”

Zhao Siyi stared at the information, headache intensifying.

It wasn’t exaggerating others and underestimating themselves; the truth was they did not have the upper hand on this battlefield.

Each of the Eight Lords could through strategies unleash Sixth Tier Legendary power.

Yet the battle array composed of ten thousand men could conjure a Three-Clawed Blood Dragon possessing Seventh Tier pseudo-Holy Domain power.

Though its greatest strength lay in its recovery ability, its attack was not weak either.

Three Three-Clawed Blood Dragons could stall six of them; how could the remaining two contend with four Legendary opponents?

“Call in reinforcements, we are willing to pay a vast amount of resources to ask the Death Lord to help. Who agrees, who opposes? Let’s vote.”

Handing out substantial resources hurt, but compared to tearing down the old witch’s remaining two territories and the gains, this cost was worth it!

To Ouyang Pojun’s proposal, the eight exchanged glances before one by one making their votes.

“Once we annihilate the old witch, the resources lost will return manyfold. I agree!”

“Clearly, our vision and pride are high, and right now, killing the old witch is most important, so I agree!”

“After this battle, the old witch’s cards will no longer be a fear; I agree!”

“Nothing to hesitate over, I agree!”

“Seconded!”

“Seconded +1!”

“Agree!”

“Let’s do it!”

Ouyang Pojun’s gaze landed directly on Wu Zhaoyi.

“Wu, contact the Death Lord now. We hope to resolve the enemy’s major forces and hidden old schemer within a day.”

“In that case, I’ll contact him now.”

Wu Zhaoyi stood up, left the meeting room, and entered a private room, taking out a communication array plate.

“Junior, the Eight Lords are willing to offer a vast amount of resources for you to make a move and take out the thirty thousand Epic army and four Legendary Lords here.”

The communication array plate was actually a mother-child array, allowing communication between child arrays through the mother’s operation.

However, only nine mother-child communications existed, one large and eight small.

In fact, only the eight smaller ones could communicate with each other.

The child array in Wu Zhaoyi’s hand was crafted by Mo Yi, specifically left for contact with Zi Liyuan.

“Agreed, I will send Mo Yi and Liu Yiqing to support you, but I also have a condition.”

Soon, Zi Liyuan responded.

“Please, whatever we can do, we won’t refuse.”

“It’s simple, really. The bodies of the ones Mo Yi and Liu Yiqing take down belong to us.”

These were four Sixth Tier Legends and thirty thousand Fifth Tier Epic Warriors!

Imagine the vast personal collection they had?

Hence, support was agreed upon, but ownership of the bodies had to be clarified from the start!