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Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead-Chapter 1215 - 809 Almost Like the Real Thing
Chapter 1215: Chapter 809, Almost Like the Real Thing
Chapter 1215 -809, Almost Like the Real Thing
Camp invitation?
How did the demons know he was without a camp?
On the surface, his legions of Skeleton soldiers still seemed to be part of the Undead faction.
But no, this was a system reward, not necessarily an invitation from demons, just a reward from the system.
Anything could appear randomly.
Thinking about it, it had been a while since he lost his faction.
The use of the Wriggling Spine was decreasing, so it was indeed time to consider a new camp.
However, he had no intention whatsoever of joining the demon faction, not to mention the unique appearance of the demon soldiers.
He didn’t even have a building for a demon camp. Joining would make his situation even more awkward.
He decided to keep the invitation for now. If it really was of no use, he could sell it on the channel.
He set the invitation aside.
Next were the Demon Stones and Warfire Coins.
Demon Stones were recruitment materials for the demon faction, nothing much to look at.
…
“Rolana, take this mask and see if you can wear it with your armor,” offered Fang Hao, handing her the mask.
Rolana lay across the chair, her long legs sheathed in black stockings, resting on the armrest, while she swayed gently, absorbed in a comic book.
Neither Rolana nor Anjia had joined the battle outside.
It wasn’t Rolana’s turn to make a move, and Anjia couldn’t be of much help.
They simply stayed behind to protect Fang Hao.
“What is it?” asked Rolana.
“A Dark Gold mask from a recent reward, it suits you,” Fang Hao explained.
The heroes were all aware of the transmigrator’s situation.
Rolana took it, turned it over in her hands, then placed it on her face.
The mask instantly conformed to her features, subtly refining her face, its lines more delicate.
It imbued the beauty with an added air of mystery.
“It looks good, like a masked femme fatale,” Fang Hao said as he reached out to touch her mask-covered cheek.
It felt no different from touching the mask itself.
“You’re the femme fatale!” Rolana slapped away his hand.
“Let me try it,” Anjia said eagerly.
Fang Hao immediately stopped her, turning to Rolana, “Try it on with your Dragon Scale Armor, see if it works simultaneously.”
Rolana nodded, producing the armor from her Space Ring and quickly donning it.
With a thought, the armor expanded rapidly, enveloping her body.
However, as it covered her head, the face remained open, forming a helmet with a clear view of her masked face.
“It works at the same time,” Rolana confirmed.
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“Good, that’s the best case,” Fang Hao nodded, pleased.
“Come on, let me try it,” Anjia urged.
The mask wasn’t bound to anyone; it was just an ordinary piece of equipment.
Rolana passed it to Anjia to try on.
…
After lunch, the city slowly returned to normal.
Craftsmen went back to their posts, and maids resumed their training at the ‘Hall of Martial Maiden’ led by Eira.
Most maids had already reached about the eighth rank.
With the boost of the Hall of Martial Maiden, they would soon become heroes.
[Dream-eater Demon – Yezabeth’s loyalty has increased by 30 points. Current loyalty: 92.]
“Thank you, my lord, for protecting our safety,” Yezabeth bowed in sincere gratitude.
The loose neckline revealed a glimpse of her soft, snowy skin.
This woman…
“Alright, have a seat. Protecting you is the duty of my territory. From now on, live peacefully in the city, without fearing demons capturing you,” Fang Hao waved her off, indicating there was no need for such formality.
A 30-point increase in loyalty in one go clearly showed her genuine gratitude.
“Yes, my lord,” Yezabeth glanced at him before carefully sitting down, her skirt fanning out to reveal two pale thighs.
Fang Hao averted his gaze, asking, “Yezabeth, now that this ‘something-or-other Ba’ is dead, will anyone else come after you?”
Yezabeth frowned slightly and replied, “I don’t think so anymore. It was always him trying to capture me.”
But Fang Hao had his doubts.
Was this Demon Hero truly after ‘Yezabeth’ just because she had fled?
The day he brought her into his territory, the demons locked on their target, and the very next day, they came attacking, even wielding a three-headed dagger, a Crimson-ranked item.
You’d think he had desecrated someone’s ancestral grave to go to such lengths to capture her.
It felt like there was something more to it.
But clearly, ‘Yezabeth’ had no intention of elaborating, and Fang Hao didn’t press the issue.
Fang Hao nodded and continued, “That three-headed dog dagger, how did it track you?”
After some thought, Yezabeth said, “I’ve never used it myself, but I know it can record one’s scent to track their location, then teleport demon forces there.”
“Uh-huh,” Fang Hao nodded.
The three-headed dagger had been taken by Anjia to her room to investigate with Rolana.
A talking dagger was far more interesting than a demon.
“Oh yes, here, I hope this will be of help to you,” said Fang Hao, presenting the recently obtained ‘Eye Demon Ring.’
The Eye Demon Ring wasn’t particularly attractive.
It bore a gemstone resembling an eyeball on the band.
Frankly, it was somewhat unsettling to look at.
Yezabeth’s eyes, however, lit up at the sight, “An Eye Demon Ring for me?”
“Sure, as long as you like it.” She seemed to really enjoy it.
[Dream-eater Demon – Yezabeth’s loyalty has increased by 3 points. Current loyalty: 95.]
Her loyalty increased again.
The newly joined orange hero rocketed to 95 points of loyalty within two days.
“Thank you, my lord,” Yezabeth’s cheeks tinged with a blush, her eyes averting somewhat shyly before she hesitated, “My lord, would you like me to stay tonight? I can serve you in dreams—it feels just like reality.”
Uh, …
What does she mean by feeling just like reality?
“No need, go back and rest, and lately pay attention to gathering intelligence on the various forces, and notify me promptly of any discoveries,” Fang Hao said.
Yezabeth pouted, feeling a hit to her confidence.
But she still nodded and said, “Yes, my lord.”
After speaking, she got up and walked out of the lord’s residence.
…
After sending off ‘Yezabeth,’ Fang Hao then opened the Book of Lords, taking a glance at the situation of the others.
As soon as he opened the channel, a vast array of information appeared.
“These demons sure are disgusting to look at.”
“Thankfully, we have nearby city guards. Otherwise, we really wouldn’t be able to beat these demons.”
“Selling demon materials here, come with a price if you want some.”
“I caught a ‘Buzzing Demon’; anyone interested in a flying mount?”
Even after the mission ended, the spawned enemies didn’t just vanish.
Thus, many cities were still engaged in battle.
Nearby cities, upon discovering the traces of demons, also began to send troops to eliminate them.
This was a boon for transmigrators, as it could reduce casualties.
But using a demon as a mount was something he hadn’t expected.
That thing could be ridden?
Unbelievable.
In the territory channel, there were no special occurrences.
Since Fang Hao had provided rifles and cannons, the overall combat power was much stronger than that of ordinary transmigrators.
So, the battle had basically already ended.
For those that hadn’t finished, people nearby would provide reinforcement, and the problems weren’t considered significant.
Slightly problematic was the situation with Li Rong.
During the battle with the demons, Silver Wing City’s patrol team joined the fight.
The city guard, who helped clear out the demon soldiers, had also become aware of the rifles and cannons.
It might not be long before this information reached the Federal Conference.
Fang Hao didn’t think too much about it and told her directly not to worry; if Silver Wing City inquired, just say they were purchased from him.
Now that the entire world knew he had fought evenly matched against the Dragon Queen, there wasn’t much to hide—including the matter of the Undead.
He feared no enemy in this region, not even the Dragon Queen.
Li Rong simply replied with an “OK.”
The two then ended their chat.
…
At dusk, the sky was like a pale red curtain.
Fang Hao, with Demitrija in tow, passed through the Teleportation Array and travelled to the eastern ‘Kenreva City’ within Orc City.
It was the city previously ruled by the Slave King.
After Fang Hao’s occupation, it came under the management of Bronze Bull – Talok.
The two emerged from the array into an empty hall.
After notifying the Tauren guards, Bronze Bull, followed by a few Orcs, quickly entered.
Their golden skin was somewhat dazzling in the slanting sun.
“Lord, Commander Demitrija…” Bronze Bull began with a bow, with a cohort of Orcs behind him also following suit.
Fang Hao nodded and casually asked, “How is the city doing? Is everything progressing smoothly?”
“The city has already returned to normal, and in accordance with your wishes, all facilities imprisoning slaves have been abolished, and housing has been provided for slaves willing to stay,” Bronze Bull earnestly replied.
Bronze Bull held significant prestige among the Orcs, which made it easy for him to manage matters related to the Orcs.
There had never been any problems.
“Good work. The territory has acquired some fine equipment. There’s something suitable for you, see how it feels?” Fang Hao took out an orange battle-axe and handed it to Bronze Bull directly.
Bronze Bull instinctively received it and, as he held it in his hands, his bull’s eyes gradually widened in astonishment.
“Give it a try!”
Woosh!
Bronze Bull raised and swung the axe, eliciting a series of whooshing sounds.
Crack-crack!
As he swung the battle-axe in the air, the surrounding tables and chairs neatly split apart.
Everyone’s eyes widened.
This must be a battle-axe of the orange level. Just swinging it in the air had chopped things up like this.
“Lord, it’s very comfortable to use,” Bronze Bull said, holding the axe in one hand and bowing.
[Loyalty of Bronze Bull – Talok towards you increased by 5 points. Current Loyalty is 95.]
Loyalty increased to 95.
Actually, 95 points wasn’t low among heroes, just not as high as Rolana and the others.
After all, sleeping together daily made a difference, and it couldn’t be compared with heroes stationed in distant cities.
“If it’s comfortable, then it’s yours from now on.”
“Thank you, my lord.”
“Let’s go, I’ll build a Teleportation Array in the city. If there’s ever an issue, you can directly reach the main city through the Array,” Fang Hao said as he stood up and walked out with the others.
Bronze Bull followed curiously inquired, “My lord, is it the kind of Teleportation Array used by the Trade Alliance?”
“Yes.”
“I’ve never seen one before!”
Bronze Bull’s previous city, Manim Market, was essentially a local village.
He had only heard of the Trade Alliance Teleportation Array.
“From now on, you can use it whenever you want,” Fang Hao said with a smile.
…
Elsewhere.
In Lyss City, within a dim underground chamber.
The small space was filled with people.
There were raggedly-dressed beggars, men with shifty eyes constantly glancing at others’ waists, and merchants constantly trying to strike up a conversation.
Creak!
At that moment, a side door opened.
A middle-aged man dressed in an elegant suit walked out.
He addressed the crowd, “The great divine emissary is already on the way. We shall head east of Pruell City to meet with the Divine Emissary.”
“Yes.”
The crowd responded in unison.