Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead

Chapter 918: Chapter 583, Dragon Crystal 45 (Brothers, Happy National Day)

The fortress that was bustling just a moment ago is now desolate and empty.

The skeletons left outside have turned into ash.

Leaving behind all sorts of armor and weapons scattered around.

Skeleton Hero hid within the Stone Castle, looking up at the Bone Dragons circling in the sky.

How can we fight this?

Not to mention that the fortress is short on troops now, even when the forces were not reassigned.

It’s doubtful that we could have withstood so many Bone Dragons anyway.

Damn it!

Since when did the Blood Clan acquire such formidable strength?

“Go, find the right moment to man the ballistae and shoot down those Bone Dragons,” Skeleton Hero ordered the Undead standing beside him.

There were still some Undead hidden within the surrounding buildings.

Upon hearing the Hero’s orders,

a squad of Undead immediately seized the opportunity to dash out from a passageway on one side.

Heading straight for the anti-aircraft ballistae on the city walls.

Apparently, they hadn’t given up hope and were making one last effort.

However, as good as the Undead’s plan was,

the moment they dashed out, several black beams of light descended from the sky in all four directions.

When the beams of light vanished,

the rushing Undead were nowhere to be seen, and even their weapons and gear had been reduced to several puddles of molten metal.

Skeleton Hero, watching from inside,

shook violently with his Soul Fire.@@novelbin@@

It’s over.

There’s absolutely no chance at all.

He took out the Sound-transmitting Shell to send the news back to Odys.

At that moment, two ‘Bound Spirit Guardians’ with Soul Fire came running over.

They asked, “Leader, what do we do?”

Skeleton Hero tucked away the Sound-transmitting Shell, “There’s still a chance, let’s hide in the buildings, those Bone Dragons can’t do anything to us.”

No Undead spoke.

Looking at the current situation, there was no hope at all.

Just then, from a building opposite, the shout of a guard came through, “Look, the Bone Dragons are dispersing, they’re retreating.”

All the Undead who possessed souls looked up at the sky.

The Bone Dragons started to scatter, and the sunlight shone down once again.

For the first time, the Undead felt the sunshine was so bright and warm.

But in the next second, all the Undead realized something was not right.

They saw a fleet of massive Aerial Ships approaching.

Indistinctly, one could make out the sections of black cannon barrels extending from the deck above.

“What are those…!”

Under the watchful eyes of the Undead, the Aerial Ships lined up in a row in the sky.

Boom boom boom!!

Gunsmoke rose into the air.

Cannonballs flew down from the sky, smashing into the buildings of the fortress.

Bang!

Bang bang bang~!

A series of cannonballs exploded in rapid succession within the city.

Brilliant flares of light rose up.

Walls shattered, houses collapsed.

When the smoke cleared, the Fortress no longer existed, leaving only ruins piled up with rubble.

The entire city was buried beneath the ruins.

The Aerial Ships ceased their bombardment, the Bone Dragons stopped circling.

They continued southward to the next city.

At this time, on the distant horizon, the neatly arranged Undead army was just starting to march forward.

Trampling over the ruins, they continued onward.

…

Black Horn City.

The Great Cemetery of Odys, the capital city.

As the nation ruled by the Undead in this region,

death and eternity pervaded every corner of the city.

This place was also considered a paradise for those seeking to be ‘reborn.’ Every year, various races of dignitaries would spend their entire fortunes pursuing the chance to become immortal.

Within the Royal Palace of Odys,

the cold, empty Royal Palace was lit with green flames.

Soul fragrances wafted up gently, dispersing throughout the palace.

A Skeleton Attendant approached quickly,

head bowed, hands holding up the Sound-transmitting Shell high, “Your Majesty, we have received a message from Howling Fortress.”

At the highest point of the Royal Palace,

sat a White Bone Hero with broad skeletal structure on the smooth, jade-like throne.

With his chest bones exposed, behind him hung a large black cape with golden patterns.

Hearing the voice, a Soul Fire flared up abruptly within his hollow eye sockets.

He looked down at the Undead Attendant below.

The King of Odys.

The true ruler of the Great Cemetery.

“Bring it here!” Odys commanded in a hoarse voice.

The Skeleton Attendant below didn’t dare to delay and lowered his head, presenting the Sound-transmitting Shell before him.

Odys reached out to take it, and immediately, the shell conveyed a message.

“A large number of Bone Dragons are besieging Howling Fortress, we are hard pressed to resist such an assault.”

The voice cut off abruptly.

Odys’s Soul Fire shook slightly.

A large number of Bone Dragons?

How was this possible, even if the Blood Clan had means to control the Undead.

Those were still different from the Undead.

They mainly consisted of Rotten Corpses, and only the immortal Undead who truly mastered the heritage of undying could possess Skeleton troops.

After all, the Corpse Witch was not something the Blood Clan could cultivate.

Now, the Blood Clan not only had control over Skeleton Undead but also possessed a large number of Bone Dragons.

This made Odys feel that something was terribly wrong.

It seemed that he had walked into a conspiracy that had been long in the making.

Seeing that no further information was forthcoming, he lifted the Sound-transmitting Shell and asked, “Howling Fortress, what is your status now, and how many enemies are there?”

The moment his words fell, it was as if they had sunk into the depths of the ocean, with no reply forthcoming.

After a long wait,

the shell finally transmitted a message again.

But the voice from the shell was clearly that of a woman, “Howling Fortress has fallen, Odys, you disappoint me.”

Odys was startled.

It hadn’t been long since he had sent out the message and received a reply.

Had it already fallen so quickly?

And that voice replying to him—it felt familiar.