Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead-Chapter 1225 - 818 Becoming a God is Just a Matter of

Whether it was chaos or mutual slaughter draining troops.

Either scenario was beneficial for the enemy.

Therefore, the heroes also exercised restraint in their attacks, not going far as to kill their own soldiers broadly.

While thinking of strategies, they controlled the attacking Skeletons.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

Then, several grappling hooks flew up to the city walls, the metal claws gripping tightly to the edges of the walls.

The enemies below began climbing up the walls along those hooks.

Fang Hao frowned, realizing they were dealing with professionals.

It was the first time he’d seen anyone use such tactics to scale the city walls!

Drawing the iron sword from his waist, he cut the ropes of the grappling hooks upfront, and below, a series of crashing sounds followed.

“Fang Hao, think of something!” Anjia yelled.

Fang Hao was also trying to think of a plan, finding this tactic utterly insufferable.

At that moment, his gaze shifted to Amanda nearby.

She held the Majestic Bell Hammer and pressed down into the air.

The charging Skeletons stiffened; the gray-white flames in their eye sockets extinguished instantly, reverting to a state with no Basic Soul, standing stiffly at command.

Frozen in place, they ceased to move.

Fang Hao was stunned, an idea flashing through his mind.

Elsewhere.

Outside the lord’s mansion,

Dense Skeleton Soldiers had surrounded the mansion tightly, swinging their weapons as they surged toward the entrance.

‘Nisbit,’ in charge of protection, began to fall back to the main hall of the mansion, blocking the continuously surging Skeletons at the door.

“What’s going on?” Rolana also became serious.

Fang Hao’s true body had always been stationed at the lord’s mansion, and Rolana, as the highest battle force, was also by his side.

They initially thought it was just a simple battle; twenty to thirty thousand people were not a big deal.

But now, it seemed not so simple.

“It’s the God of Deception’s doing, probably used some kind of soul-based Spell.”

Fang Hao explained briefly and walked to the side, reaching the bronze crane furnace to take down the ‘Flame of Faith’ lantern.

He gently pressed on the wick.

The flame extinguished instantly.

The Undead bodies that were continuously streaming into the doorway stiffened.

Under everyone’s gaze, the light in their eye sockets rapidly extinguished, and they all stood still, awaiting commands.

“Make way!” Fang Hao decisively commanded.

Clatter!

The Skeleton Soldiers quickly moved back, clearing a path.

Whew!

Seeing this, both Fang Hao and Rolana also sighed in relief.

If they had kept fighting, it was uncertain whether the enemy could take the city, but the already limited troops would likely have been exhausted just by themselves.

…

At the city walls.

All Skeletons’ flames had extinguished, entering a command-waiting state.

Fang Hao controlled the Demon Doll and took another look at the enemies quickly approaching below, and coldly ordered, “All heroes, get moving, command the Skeleton forces to re-enter battle positions.”

Without the Soul Fire, the Skeleton Soldiers reverted to a somewhat stiff appearance.

This required step-by-step manual command.

Troublesome as it was, it was much preferable to a full rebellion.

Everyone quickly dispersed.

Soon, the Skeleton forces sprung back into action, eliminating the enemies who climbed up using grappling hooks, with rifle barrels pointing downward again.

“Archers, fire at will!” Fang Hao ordered coldly.

Bang, bang, bang!

The sound of rifles immediately filled the air, and the dense bullets enveloped all nearby targets like a vast net.

Thud, thud, thud!

Those rushing to the city wall, trying to come up with a plan, were instantly covered in bullets.

Even with enhanced body states, they couldn’t withstand such dense gunfire.

In an instant, the enemies piled at the base of the city wall fell in droves, blood flowing like rivers.

Simultaneously, the cannons fired once more.

The organ guns, making sounds like copper pipe strikes, dropped dense projectiles into the crowd.

Scores of enemies fell, bringing about another reversal of the situation.

The transmigrating trio rushing behind, hearing the booming cannons, trembled.

Their also surging blood cooled considerably.

Seeing the shells exploding all around and bullets falling from the sky,

the three of them were dumbfounded.

“Holy shit!” the chubby one exclaimed.

The tall, thin man immediately grabbed the other two and ran towards the side without caring about the chaos.

They hadn’t been killed in the first two rounds of explosions, which meant they were extremely lucky.

Continuing to stand here meant death for everyone.

The trio ran wildly with their heads covered until they dashed into a dense forest in the distance, made sure no one was behind them, and checked their bodies for any holes before they finally heaved a sigh of relief.

That was terrifying, the mission they took almost cost them their lives.

“That old lady was suspicious; she just said a few words, and I felt my head heat up and followed her out,” the chubby one said breathlessly, lying on the ground.

“It’s a cult, a damn cult, making followers attack the city with their lives,” the thin man cursed as well.

“Let’s get out of here quickly, this place is too dangerous,” the girl suggested.

The tall man flipped over, lying in the bushes, his eyes fixated on the battlefield, “No rush, let’s watch for a bit; battles like this are rare.”

“Whose city is this, do you think?”

“Don’t know, but the person is definitely a big shot; look at the Defense equipment, an ordinary person couldn’t possibly manage that,” the chubby one said, looking towards the top of the city wall.

The towering city walls were coated in an iron-grey hue.

Arrow Towers, Mage Towers, ceaselessly unleashing various attacks.

And there were rows of cannons and dense rifles.

Forget these twenty thousand men, even if they doubled or tripled, as long as there were people in the city, it would be impossible to capture it.

Talking among themselves, their eyes filled with envy.

The battle continued.

A constant stream of followers fell under the intense artillery fire.

The old orc woman’s smiling face gradually froze, her eyes revealing immense rage.

Actually breaking free from her control.

“It seems you do have some skills,” the old lady murmured softly.

Her body’s aura surged again, and she heavily slammed her wooden staff into the ground.

With a thud.

The sky suddenly darkened, and a large triangular shadow appeared out of nowhere.

Under everyone’s gaze, the triangular shadow drooped down dense threads.

Like spreading tentacles, they swiftly snaked down from the sky, rapidly connecting the corpses, shattered bones, and limbs on the ground.

Assembling into numerous bizarre puppet corpses.

Whoosh!

The white threads pulled upwards, and a stunning number of corpses were suddenly lifted and thrown onto the city walls, directly pouncing on the city’s defenders.

Such a horrific scene would frighten any living creature, but it had no effect on the Skeleton Warriors who didn’t even possess basic souls.

The two forces engaged in battle.

These corpses, being utilized for the second time, were shattered once more.

Lines filled the sky, carrying arms, thighs, and skulls, still charging towards their targets.

…

Inside the lord’s manor.

The Dragon Queen, dressed in a gold gown, was sitting with her legs crossed in the hall, curiously sizing up Fang Hao across from her.

After fighting for so long, this was the first time she had seen Fang Hao in person.

He was very different from what she had imagined.

“What’s the matter? Is there a problem even the first transmigrator can’t solve?” the Dragon Queen sat with her arms crossed, asking curiously.

She felt somewhat vindicated that Fang Hao had come to seek her help so quickly.

Finally, she could look down on him.

“Mother!” Beata softly called out, not wanting the two sides to start fighting again.

Fang Hao’s strength was growing, and the Dragon Clan hadn’t recovered from the last battle.

The Dragon Queen glared at her but said nothing more.

“Yes, I’ve encountered some trouble, so I asked the Dragon Queen for help,” Fang Hao spoke quite politely.

“Who? You have a demigod holding the fort; who else would come to provoke you?”

A demigod, among various forces, served more like a peace weapon, its deterrent power greater than its combat strength.

“Ah! A despicable and cunning person!”

“Are you talking about yourself?”

Fang Hao was stunned, not understanding why she would say that, and didn’t think deeply but continued, “Have you heard of the God of Deception?”

The Dragon Queen’s expression tightened instantly, a bad premonition rising in her heart.

“A deity…”

“Yes, the God of Deception. His forces have been almost completely wiped out by me, but we still need the Dragon Queen’s help to deal with this deity, two demigods should handle him without much trouble,” Fang Hao stated directly.

The Dragon Queen sat in her chair, brow furrowed in thought.

She had never expected Fang Hao would ask her to confront a real deity.

“Are you trying to harm me?”

Fang Hao shook his head, “Why would I harm you? There’s no benefit for me, and he is truly attacking my city.”

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Taking a deep breath, the Dragon Queen continued, “I don’t want any conflict with a deity because of you, understand?”

Fang Hao thought for a moment and said, “The Dragon Queen has been a demigod for quite some time now, right?”

The Dragon Queen didn’t respond, just silently watching him.

“The rise of a demigod requires a vast amount of the Power of Faith. The population of the Dragon Clan isn’t large, so it’s probably difficult to advance further.”

“What are you trying to say?” the Dragon Queen frowned.

“My territories include the Bloody Mountain Range, the Coldwind Mountain Range, the Dwarf Eight Peaks Mountain, two human cities, and the Sea Tribe’s Rainbow Islands. If you are willing to help me, and continue to help thereafter, I can establish your statues in the temples of every city.”

Fang Hao looked up, seeing her listen intently, continued, “Given the Dragon Clan’s lifespan, ascending to godhood is probably just a matter of time.”