Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead

Chapter 996: 614, quick! Where is Rebecca? (Please vote and subscribe.)_2



Chapter 996: Chapter 614, quick! Where is Rebecca? (Please vote and subscribe.)_2

Whoosh!

The chaos escalated, with no one responding.

“Right, contacting Lyss City is useless, they should be on the road now.”

“Yes, yes, quickly deploy the troops to capture her.”

Dordy nodded and immediately ordered the cavalry to start chasing the Lyss City convoy.

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But within, his heart had already sunk.

They were out of time.

The Blood Clan could attack the fortress at any moment, and with the current defense force, they simply couldn’t hold it.

Perhaps they should retreat, abandon this city, and fall back to the next one to reorganize the defense.

Time, they needed time.

After no member of the council proposed any significantly better ideas.

Dordy could only say, “Everyone go back, let all the cities know, continue to mobilize troops, prepare to support the frontlines, and the rest of the council members should also prepare to fully cooperate in this war. Alright, that’s all, meeting adjourned.”

Everyone stood up, weighed down with heavy hearts as they left.

There was none of the joy seen at the end of the day’s earlier session.

A denser prescence of death than even in Odys hung over each person’s heart.

All night long.

Guards shuffled through the streets, council members’ carriages constantly shuttled back and forth between the council and their residences.

When dawn broke over the usually bustling streets,

they too turned eerily deserted.

As if an invisible gloom had enshrouded the entire city.

Whether the wealthy district or the ordinary residential areas,

all felt the change in atmosphere and started to become extremely anxious.

And at the frontline, the latest news came back: the fortress had fallen.

After losing tens of thousands of troops, they abandoned the fort and fled, falling back to regroup their defenses.

Abandoning the fort had provided humanity a brief respite.

After all, sweeping through the Great Cemetery of Odys and conquering Black Horn City in a single night

was enough to demonstrate the Blood Clan’s formidable strength.

“Any news from Rebecca?” Milton started the conversation.

Dordy shook his head, “The cavalry found no trace of Lyss City’s convoy. They must have taken some back road, or changed their route along the way.”

Now, everyone could only pin their hopes on Rebecca, yet she was nowhere to be found.

No one responded on the Sound-transmitting Shell; even searching along the road had turned up nothing.

It was as if she had simply vanished off the face of the earth.

“Who would have thought, things would turn out this way?” Milton sighed.

All the council members, not one wasn’t regretful.

Even if Lyss City hadn’t joined the upper senate, they shouldn’t have embarrassed Rebecca like that.

“Thinking about these now is useless, we should rather discuss how to convince her, once we see Rebecca, to help us establish contact with the Blood Clan,” Dordy said.

Rebecca was famously stubborn among the council members.

This time, by leaving directly, she was clearly angry.

If she could be caught on the way back, it would still be negotiable, as they could coerce her to represent the council.

But since she wasn’t found, once back in Lyss City,

they would have to use terms to persuade her.

At this, Grigorya spoke up, “It’s hard to say!”

“Why is it hard to say?” Milton was taken aback.

The guard handed over the Sound-transmitting Shell that he brought.

Dordy took it, took a deep breath, and began, “Rebecca, it’s Dordy. Last night’s meeting, why didn’t the representative from Lyss City attend?”

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