Global Lord: My Undead Can Undergo Fission-Chapter 110 Watching Them Slaughter Each Other

"Their biggest mistake was not having their direct lineage troops at the very front. Had those direct lineage led the charge, it wouldn’t have turned out like this—at least, not so quickly."

Fang Jie looked ahead with a sigh, finding the Desert Lizardmen and the Desert Snake-men to be stronger than he had anticipated.

In this harsh environment, those without strong adaptability and prowess had been eliminated.

There were surprisingly many at the Black Iron Level among these Desert Snake-men and Desert Lizardmen, far more than he had imagined. Such a ratio was not something that the tribes of the plains and grasslands could compare with.

Even those who had reached the Bronze Level were numerous, and there were even some at the Silver Level sprinkled among them.

When fighting, they adapted even better to the desert environment. Had he not completely disrupted their formation from the start, it might be his side that was on the verge of collapse now.

Not the kind of collapse from a shattered morale, but complete defeat due to inability to fight them.

If they were united, not to mention the current armies, even if there were half as many, they might not stand a chance against them.

But morale, well, that was something one could never count on. Driven step by step by the Undead, they were now in a rout. Behind him, at the edge of the Rock Oasis, the Desert Snake-men and Desert Lizardmen had already turned on each other.

From the very beginning, there was no chance for reconciliation, so they attacked one another in a frenzy, eyes bloodshot.

It could be said that they used every technique known to their kind against each other.

Many who managed to retreat after getting hurt would still succumb to poison and die.

Desert Snake-man Priest at Level 7: Level (Silver)

Fang Jie suddenly noticed some Snake-men, different from the ordinary ones, emerging from behind. They formed a special group, and then, to his surprise, the Snake-man Priest in the middle began to dance.

Before long, a sandy yellow glow emitted from the leading Snake-man Warriors, and their combat power received a massive boost.

Attack speed, attack strength, and defense all began to climb steadily.

Even small dust devils began to swirl, but unfortunately, they had little effect on the Desert Snake-men who had a special protective membrane over their eyes.

With that layer of protection, they didn’t need to worry about the nuisance of sand getting in their eyes.

With the blessings from these priests, the fighting power of the Desert Snake-men was greatly enhanced.

"Good thing we didn’t face them directly, or the outcome would be unpredictable," Fang Jie thought silently.

The Undead had now slowed their offensive, content to watch from afar as the others slaughtered each other. As long as his side kept up the attack, they could continue to drive them back.

For them, attacking their own kind wasn’t the worst; being killed by the Undead was.

Some Desert Snake-men and Desert Lizardmen would turn back in desperation to attack the Undead, but they were few in number. Those busy fleeing couldn’t notice the combat achievements of their kin.

In this reckless situation, the Undead seemed so fragile.

Fang Jie had overlooked at first that the scales of these Desert Snake-men and Desert Lizardmen were much harder than those of their counterparts from other regions, a defense against sandstorms.

The attacks of Skull Soldiers on the Dragon Armor had very limited effect.

Their whole body was hard with only the front belly relatively vulnerable. Protecting this area well, they could kill several Skull Soldiers in succession before dying.

"If this continues, the era of the Skull Soldiers will be accelerated out of history."

Unfortunately, to create Black Iron Level Undead, Black Body Level Corpse Bones were needed, which he could not produce.

If they encountered an army composed mainly of Silver and Gold Levels, or even higher-level teams in the future, it seemed that no matter how many Skull Soldiers there were, they wouldn’t stand a chance—merely causing minor trouble at best.

Time had flown by, and it was already evening.

"Lord," Fang Hao’s voice jolted Fang Jie awake. "Those Snake-men seem to have run out of energy."

Fang Jie looked up and indeed, the Desert Snake-men caught in the middle appeared utterly exhausted. Constantly flanked on two sides, they had to remain active, with intensive movement even if the fight hadn’t reached them yet.

Because if they didn’t move, they would be pushed around by their peers and even risked being trampled to death.

As a result, they were now severely drained of energy.

The Desert Snake-men defending the oasis in the front were in a similar plight but fared slightly better. They had retreated a considerable portion of their defense area, and the ground was covered with bodies, with no soil in sight.

The blood that flowed gathered in depressions, forming streams and small pools, all crimson red.

The pervasive smell of blood even drifted over to where Fang Jie stood. Even the desert, which can absorb water, hadn’t been able to soak up all the blood immediately.

"Those defending are taken in shifts, so they have retained some combat power. Now is the perfect time to eradicate them," said Fang Hao.

He continued, "During the previous battle, I already sent some men to seal that breach. Although some Desert Snake-men escaped due to time constraints, the majority are still here."

Fang Jie nodded, "Proceed with the battle as you’ve planned."

With a wave of Fang Hao’s hand, the entire army pressed forward, going all-in on the fight. Those Desert Snake-men, drained of strength and seeing the horde of Undead bearing down on them, despaired. Even though they wished to fight desperately, they simply lacked the energy.

Even those who had reached Black Iron and even Bronze and Silver Levels, once they depleted their Fighting Spirit, were left helpless.

After killing some Undead, they faced nothing but a dead end.

"If we hadn’t been afraid from the start, we definitely wouldn’t have failed. How fragile these Undead are," someone finally saw through the situation, but it was too late to turn the tide. novelbuddy-cσ๓

In reality, even if given another chance, they would still collapse—such is human nature.

The Desert Snake-men watched helplessly as the Undead continually compressed their living space. More and more died until pretending to be dead was no longer an option before the Undead.

After over two hours of slaughter, the sky had completely darkened, and the surrounding Desert Snake-men had finally been cleared.

Next, it was the turn of those of the Rock Oasis, but the battle had cost them dearly. The survivors of their own kind were now fewer than a million, including many weak, sick, and elderly.

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