Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead-Chapter 1354 - 928: Arriving in a Flash

Chapter 1354 -928: Arriving in a Flash

Elf Clan, secure hall.

One after another, nightstone chandeliers made the entire hall bright.

It was a time for rest, yet the place was still bustling with activity.

Elves were hurrying to and fro, with intelligence constantly being brought in and new orders being issued.

Today, something earth-shattering has indeed occurred.

The Orc main city fell, becoming like a city of the dead, with mountains of corpses and not a single survivor.

This news, like a sharp sword, pierced the hearts of all the nobles.

Anxiety and fear enveloped every heart.

The army began to readjust, and spies mobilized all their informants to investigate the specific intelligence and information.

Bypassing the perimeter defenses and directly attacking and annihilating the Orc main city.

It means that the enemy has the capacity to appear near the main city of any force.

Decorated, magnificent corridor.

Savana, with sweat on her forehead and holding a stack of documents, walked quickly.

Arriving at a room, she took a deep breath, and gently knocked on the door.

A soft and familiar voice came from inside, “Come in!”

The door opened.

The elegant lady ‘Felica’ stood by the window, gazing out at the hazy night.

“Have you figured it out?”

Savana immediately answered, “After organizing the photos taken by the transmigrator, we can confirm they are the forces under Fang Hao.”

“Hmm,” Felica nodded.

Not a single survivor was left in the Orc city.

But various pieces of information had still been conveyed through some channels.

The reactions of the cities nearby, the oracles of the Orc Gods, and some photos taken by the transmigrators.

This collected intelligence, upon minor confirmation, could be traced back to Fang Hao.

After all, the Four-Armed Skeleton Generals and Thunder Gunners were unique troops he created, unmatched in the world.

And moreover, these two types of troops had been live-streamed during the system task ‘Valhalla Arena,’ seen by most transmigrators.

The elegant lady pondered before continuing to ask: “Is Fang Hao really dead?”

Savana frowned slightly and said, “He should be dead; now all the transmigrators are trying to find some things he left behind.”

“So, Fang Hao died, and in revenge, his troops took this action?” The woman raised her head, looking at her.

Savana nodded, “At present, that seems to be the most likely possibility.”

In the woman’s calm eyes, “That is to say, the Orcs have taken a hit for us this time.”

The Elves had always planned to remove Fang Hao.

A quickly developing, uncontrollable transmigrator made them feel uneasy.

The plan was being executed.

If not for the sudden interference by the Orcs, it might have been the Elf Clan who would have attempted to assassinate Fang Hao.

Even though, unlike the Orcs, they would have not acted so recklessly.

But there was still the risk of being discovered.

Suppose Fang Hao died and his army went berserk and attacked the Elf Main City;

Who could say for certain that they could defend it?

The very thought was somewhat terrifying.

“Hmm, the current outcome is the best; Fang Hao died, and the Orc main city fell as well,” Savana agreed with a nod.

Although somewhat fearful in retrospect, the outcome does not seem bad.

Savana has become the world’s foremost power, and the might of the Orc Clan has also been diminished.

She benefitted more than anyone else.

The elegant lady picked up her teacup, took a sip, set it back down, and continued, “Hmm, be cautious in the near future, and avoid unnecessary trouble.”

An army strong enough to wipe out a major force, now without its leader.

It’s hard to predict what crazy actions it might take.

“Yes,” Savana nodded.

The woman continued, “Alright, go and rest, and keep an eye on gathering information about the transmigrators.”

“Yes, my lady!”

Savana replied once more, then left the room.

Similar actions were being taken by other races.

Gathering intelligence, bolstering the forces stationed in their main cities.

Even some of the nobles were leaving their main cities with their families in tow.

A wave of unease spread for a time.

…

Main city, Lord’s hall.

“A formidable monster? Tell me about it in detail,” Fang Hao inquired more curiously.

The Succubus Yezabeth nodded and recounted the event broadly.

A guest visited the small Succubus pub due to certain past traumas; he was plagued by recurring nightmares.

One of the lesser Succubi conducted a dreamwalk, creating a comfortable dreamscape for him to rest in.

At this point, Fang Hao felt that the role of Succubi was more akin to psychologists or hypnotists rather than merely creators of sensual dreams, as he had initially thought.

Ah, how superficial!

The man’s nightmares stemmed from his fleet deviating off course due to a storm and their encounter on an island.

In fragments of memory, only a few of his crew survived; the rest died on the island.

He escaped but was left with deep psychological scars.

It was based on this intelligence that Yezabeth concluded it was the wild map Fang Hao talked about.

Therefore, she brought the news to him.

After listening carefully, Fang Hao nodded. From the content of the intelligence, it really did seem to concern a wild map, specifically one on an island.

During this period, the forces occupying the islands were generally pirates.

Even among the Sea Tribe’s archipelagos, there were not a few who were pirates.

Fly their flag and they are Sea Tribe; take it down and they become pirates.

There are hardly any good ones.

“What kind of brute is it? Can you describe it clearly?” Fang Hao asked further.

The Succubus thought for a moment, then said, “It wasn’t clear in his dreams, something resembling a dragon…”

She glanced around, confirming no one else was present before continuing, “There were sounds like a dragon’s roar, and a long, slender tail, massive in size.”

Good heavens!

Fang Hao thought to himself; why so cautious?

Probably afraid the Dragon Queen would hear.

From the description, it’s a dragon no doubt.

Dragons belong to the tenth-order military ranks, so they’re not too powerful.

But it’s hard to say, this world is home to all kinds of species, and it could be some other monster.

“Are there other types of enemies?” Fang Hao continued to ask.

The Succubus pondered for a moment, then said, “There are some scattered memories of members of the Sea Tribe with rather peculiar attire.”

Ah, the Sea Tribe!

The Sea Tribe also has serpentine tails, so the monsters mentioned by the others might not be dragons after all.

He nodded and said, “Alright, I got it. Is there a map? I’ll have someone go and explore later.”

“Yes, my lord, right after waking from the dream, I immediately checked against the map.”

Upon hearing that Fang Hao found the intelligence useful, the Succubus immediately showed a pleased expression, as if presenting a treasure, and produced a map.

She circled an area on the map with a pen.

Indeed, it’s off the normal sailing route, belonging to a rather remote sea area.

“Well done,” Fang Hao complimented.

“Yes, it’s what I’m supposed to do,” the Succubus said as her face grew increasingly pinkish, swaying her tail, making tinkling sounds with her bell.

Fang Hao patted her little head and said, “It’s still early, I’ll come and find you later.”

The Succubus pouted, “Okay then, my lord, please come over earlier.”

After seeing off the Succubus, Fang Hao immediately contacted Bai Xuan through the Book of Lords.

“Bai Xuan, where are you?”

Soon, Bai Xuan responded, “I’m on Skeleton Island, boss. What do you need?”

Fang Hao had assigned the management of Skeleton Island to Bai Xuan.

It had now become an important base in their ‘Straw Hat Sea Chart.’

It also served as a transit station on the shipping route.

It’s almost become a trade wholesale market.

Fang Hao replied, “I’ve obtained intelligence on a wilderness map out at sea. Take some people to check it out when you can.”

Given the intelligence from the Succubus, Fang Hao didn’t think it was any overly powerful monster.

Like those from the Dragon Clan, who can transform into human form after becoming heroes.

From the description, the likelihood of a regular hero monster is higher.

Moreover, he’s currently not fit to show his face, and he can’t use his abilities, so entrusting Bai Xuan with this matter is quite suitable.

“Alright, boss. Is there a map?”

Fang Hao immediately sent her the map and briefed her on the intelligence he had received.

Bai Xuan replied again, “OK, I’ll get ready and take people there.”

“Okay.”

Ending the chat, Fang Hao also stood up and headed to the back courtyard.

Pushing the door open, he saw the Dragon Queen sitting in front of a stone table in the backyard, peeling fruit seeds for a parrot while drinking wine all by herself.

Now she’s just drinking in the backyard.

It’s not that she’s not allowed here.

It’s just that it interferes with his and Eira’s bathing time.

…

Three days later, at noon.

Alurag marched the army northward, encountering two batches of Orc armies along the way.

They virtually annihilated the enemy, with very few Orcs escaping.

Unless there was a Demigod present, the Orc forces simply could not contest with this army.

Passing through dense forests, a distant Orc City came into view.

The Undead army appeared.

This caused the quiet city to instantly fall into panic.

Bells tolled across the heavens, the city walls filled with Orcs, bows drawn and arrows nocked, ready for defense.

“What is this city called?”

“Kaurel!” an Orc wearing shackles was pushed forward, glanced around, and still answered the question.

The Orc was an unlucky captive caught on the way.

Uncertain of his role, but the moment he was about to be killed by a breath from the Double-Headed Corpse Dragon and was stopped, he was brought here.

“What level is this city?”

“Level?” The Orc didn’t quite understand.

Alurag continued to ask, “What’s the power of the heroes in the city?”

The Orc tilted its head, unwilling to answer.

A curved scimitar was placed upon his neck, the cold chill from the blade causing him to shiver.

After hesitating, he gritted his teeth and said, “I heard, it’s an orange hero.”

“Is there a Temple?” Alurag continued to ask.

The Orc’s gaze darted around, offering no answer.

But the answer was already quite clear.

Having a Temple was actually not surprising, but it still caused several heroes’ hearts to tense.

If not handled well, Priests in the Temple might be able to communicate with deities.

That would significantly increase the difficulty of sieging the city.

“Which deity do the Priests in the Temple worship?” Alurag asked again.

The Orc remained silent.

One of the Bound Spirit Guardians pressed down the knife on his neck a bit more.

The blade broke the skin, a trace of fresh blood oozing out, but the Orc still refused to speak.

During the conversation.

Some changes occurred on the distant city walls.

A commotion arose, and an Orc Priest, surrounded by others, stuck his head out to look over from afar.

Even at a great distance where they couldn’t see each other’s expressions,

All the heroes felt the sensation of being watched.

It was like a hand tightly gripping their hearts.

A deity?

The God of War? Or one of the other deities worshiped by the Orcs?

Nobody thought that their mere appearance would draw the attention of a deity.

Without waiting for Alurag’s orders.

The Orc Priest on the city wall made a bow-drawing gesture.

Whoosh~!

The sharp sound of cutting through the air resonated.

A silver-white arrow arrived abruptly in front of them.

Thump~!

Almost simultaneously with the sound, the chest of Alurag, who was commanding, violently burst open with a gaping wound.